Hearing the swordsman say this, the two vampires quit.

"You can't just kill them."

"That's right, they're servants, and once they're dead, there's no way to taste their blood."

"Such a pure maiden, bathing the body with her blood must be the supreme pleasure."

"Then choose this man, bite your throat, and slowly taste."

"Well, I'll try to control myself and not kill them."

The swordsman thought for a moment and agreed to his companion's request.

At this moment, another light bullet fell from the sky, and it was Perseus.

One of the features of Elven Magic is that the Elves do not leave immediately after responding, but will obey the Sorcerer's orders for a period of time, so Perseus can continue to fire light bullets without chanting again.

"What a rude fellow, don't you know that it's rude to interrupt a nobleman's communication?" The glamorous female vampire grumbles and summons a treasure that looks like a coffin and a torture instrument to keep the light bullet at bay.

"I'm sorry." Perseus's expression remained unchanged, and as he continued to manipulate the elves, he replied, "I know it's rude, but I'm in a hurry to listen to your last words." ”

"To be an enemy of the remnants to say such things is either a madman or an ignorant fanatic." The male vampire's body dissolved into a mist and drifted away, condensing behind Perseus, grabbing him at the back of the neck.

"Be careful!" Joan of Arc hurriedly warned and at the same time unfurled the holy flag, which would guard the back of his companions.

Feeling the holy light on the banner, the male vampire retracted his claws in some disgust.

Although it took 400 years to be rehabilitated, Joan of Arc's status as a saint will not change, and the saints of the Holy See have powerful divine powers, capable of purifying unclean and distorted things - among them, there are vampires, which is why Joan of Arc is obviously not in good shape, and dares to come over with Perseus.

The neutral young swordsman also made a move, a stabbing sword, shaking his hand to conjure up a sword light, as bright as the moon, brilliant as a lily.

"The prey I am targeting still dare to look around?"

Behind the brilliance and splendor is the unparalleled danger and murder.

This hand alone is enough to show that he is a powerful swordsman. If you are careless in front of him, I am afraid that you will be taken away from your life in an instant.

But Joan of Arc wasn't flustered because—

"Why not? Are you that scary? ”

With a flick of his wrist, his wand turned, and the tail of the wand struck the ever-shifting tip of the sword with precision, stopping the swordsman's advancing body - although it was a work made overnight, it was after all a joint work of two Casters with "prop making" skills, fully considering Perseus's own fighting style, magic and martial arts were both adaptable.

"You—" The swordsman stared.

The touch from the tip of the sword told him that this Caster was not only capable of unleashing powerful magic, but also possessed superb martial arts.

"I've been told that amulets are a compulsory subject for magicians. I, hereby offer the text of the contract, liberate—"

"Don't think!" The swordsman stabbed Perseus in the throat at an accelerated pace. He is not stupid, how can he allow the enemy to play to his advantage.

At the same time, the female vampire also attacked, with chains wrapped around her feet and a coffin treasure under a hood.

Neither the swordsman nor the female vampire can chant faster than the incantation, and at this time Joan of Arc is being held back by the male vampire, and it is too late to rescue, so she can only watch as Perseus is wounded under the attack - if Perseus only has martial arts and magic.

There was a loud "boom", and the thunder exploded in the air.

The golden thunder scattered in all directions, interfering with the swordsman's movements and causing the female vampire to quickly retreat.

Thunder and lightning are also a better way to deal with vampires, not to mention that this is not an ordinary thunder, it is a thunder that contains the divinity of Zeus, the god of heaven.

Perseus finally completed his incantation.

"—Fire Elf."

In an instant, flames rushed and swept towards the two vampires.

Regardless of the swordsman, it's because the swordsman's job is Saber, and he has the skill "against magic" against magic, and the effect of using magic to hit directly is not good. And the female vampire who is an Assassin and the male vampire who is Lancer don't have such skills, who will they burn if they don't burn?

Unfortunately, Perseus was not a professional elven warlock after all, and even if he was able to exercise elven magic because of the blood of a demigod, he would not be able to kill the two quickly.

It is possible to cooperate with the purification power of the Holy Maiden, but there is also an unrestrained swordsman on the opposite side who can resist magic to a certain extent.

Of course, the enemy is not having a good time either. The swordsman's sword skills are no match for Perseus's "staff technique", and the two vampires are also afraid of Joan of Arc's saintly nature.

Both sides had their own shortcomings, and the battle situation was at a stalemate for a while.

"Hmm!"

After once again using the Holy Banner to dispel the mist-turned vampires, Joan of Arc puffed out her mouth in some chagrin.

"If only I weren't in such a bad state, such an enemy ......"

"I'm also wrong about that, I took it for granted, I thought there were only vampires here, and I didn't expect there to be Saber."

"What now?"

"Wait, wait, wait. I still have a trick, but I haven't had the right opportunity. And didn't you find out? It's almost dawn. ”

When Joan of Arc woke up, it was not too early, and when she rushed all the way and started the war, the sky was already white.

And for vampires, the biggest enemy is actually sunlight. Even if the servant's body will not be directly sunburned, it will inevitably be affected, and the opportunity will come at that time.

So, Perseus is not in a hurry, not at all.

When the sun rises, it is when the scales of war are tilted.

He was very right, there was no mistake at all, and so did the way things went.

The sun rises, the vampires suffer, and the scales of war tilt.

But not in the direction of Perseus, but in the opposite direction.

Because, just as the sun was shining on the battlefield and Perseus was about to use his special move, laughter suddenly came from the sky.

"Hahahahaha-"

High-pitched, crazy, evil, and a little bit of evil laughter.

This laughter slowed everyone's movements, and they all raised their heads and looked at the woman who fell from the sky.

At the first sight of the woman, both Perseus and Joan of Arc were stunned.

Because this woman is the same height as Joan of Arc, her figure is the same as Joan of Arc, and even her face is exactly the same as Joan of Arc.

The only difference between the two is the color, the color of the hair, the color of the eyes, the color of the clothes.

Joan of Arc is blonde, and this one is white.

Joan of Arc has blue eyes, and this one has golden eyes.

Joan of Arc is blue and white, and this one is black.

The woman jumped from the back of a dragon, and there was no doubt that she was the other Joan of Arc that Perseus was looking for.

The culprit who caused peculiarities and led to the distortion of the times - "Dragon Witch".

PS: Witch: Hahahahaha.

Brother Perk: Laugh at your sister, believe it or not, I'll give you a laugh.

PS2: The local Grand Duke has the power of magic, this turned into a vampire Mu You, see the canon set for details.

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