Joan of Arc tightened her grip on the sword at her waist again, ready to go up and die with the monster.

But she just wanted to make a move, but she saw that Artoria was already close to the other party at this time.

The Wind King's barrier has been unlocked, and the golden sword has revealed its true form with the roaring storm. The glorious blade of the sword lit up the darkness around it as if it had been promised a victory oath.

That was King Arthur's Treasure.

Witnessing this noble treasure with his own eyes, Dangma was stunned in surprise.

It was as if I had seen a ray of light in the long dark night, and the anxiety and anxiety that had been entrenched in my heart were swept away by this light.

Yes, that's the ideal of a knight.

This is the crystallization of all the crystallization in the breasts of people who are still firmly eulogizing the dignity of human nature and disappearing in infinite brilliance despite being in the bloody battlefield and in the endless hell full of horror and despair full of death.

We can win!

These four words flashed in the heart of the upper article.

All obstacles have been removed, and at this moment, it is time for a decisive battle.

Sensing the deadly threat, the sea devil immediately split out countless tentacles and rolled towards the side.

The last other person's ship mother had already fled far away, but she still didn't dodge, and all of them became the rations of the sea devils.

"It's not good......"

None of the people present expected that this level tentacle monster would suddenly come like this.

The Knight King poured all his strength into his wrists, which clenched the hilt of his sword, and raised his golden sword high.

The light is gathering.

As if illuminating this holy sword was his supreme task, the brilliance condensed infinitely, converging into a dazzling beam.

Under this intense and clear light, no one could say anything.

A heroic figure that once illuminated the darkness of troubled times deeper than the night.

After ten years of unyielding, after twelve battles undefeated. This feat, this glory is unparalleled, they transcend time and space, and they are immortal.

This dazzling sword is the crystallization of the glorious prayer of all the soldiers who have died on the battlefield throughout the ages.

Proud of exalting this will, and righteous in carrying out this faith, the King of Knights now sings the true name of this miracle in his hand.

Its name is called: The Sword of Contract Victory!!

The light is rushing.

The light is roaring.

The magic was accelerated by the unfettered dragon factor, turning into a flash of light. The rushing stream that erupted unleashed countless whirlpools and engulfed the sea demons.

The threatened tentacle monster immediately stopped predating, countless tentacles blocked in front of the huge body, and the golden pillar of light crashed into the tentacle group like a bamboo, and the intercepted tentacles were immediately smashed into minced flesh, and then a steady stream of tentacles came up, resisting the power of the sword of victory of the oath.

The incomparably dazzling golden pillar of light rose into the sky, looking incomparably sacred.

It stands to reason that according to the urine properties, this sea devil should be digested by the golden light, right?

Looking at the tentacle monster that was beaten back to its original form, it was very weak, and everyone was helpless, although it was disabled, but the other party was not dead, which is what makes people hurt.

"Did it fail?" My king frowned.

She was not discouraged in the slightest, because the other party was already much smaller.

Again, once again, she can definitely kill each other!

But how could the tentacle monster be so easy to catch?

It digested the ship girls again, and the body recovered!

Our king's eyes were very determined, and she once again raised the sword of victory and oath!

"I'll do it anyway, King Arthur. This man fell because of me, so let me put an end to everything. Joan of Arc said in a deep voice.

My king was stunned for a moment when he saw Joan of Arc.

Without him, the two look very similar.

"You are ......," the king frowned.

"Joan of Arc." Joan of Arc said in a deep voice.

Our king turned his head away and ignored her.

The pot of the Anglo-French war......

Joan of Arc did not expect anything from our king, but took the scabbard and hilt of the sword with both hands, and said reverently, "The heavens are the glory of the Lord, and the heavens are the great cause of the hand of God." Language is conveyed during the day, and knowledge is transmitted at night. They could neither talk nor speak, nor could they even hear their voices. The warm light spreads across the earth and extends to the very ends of the world. From the end of the heavens upwards, all the way around to the end of the heavens. This is where my end is, this is my life, and this is where my life is. My life is equal to nothingness, like a shadow wandering around. My bow cannot be relied upon, nor can my sword save me. With the only thing left, I wish to be able to guard his footsteps......"

The Holy Maiden of the Red Lotus, the special attack treasure used by Joan of Arc, is armed with the concept of crystallization of her own mental image.

Using the sword of St. Catherine, which she had never used in her lifetime, as a catalyst, she embodied the flames that had burned her in the past. The use of this treasure will cost her her life, and at the cost of her own life, destroy all existence.

This flame can only be used against targets she believes must be defeated, i.e., against mere strong enemies, or driven by feelings of hatred.

This flame is a flame for the relief of something, and she wants to redeem Gilles with her life.

It's a pity that she wants to quit, but some people don't want her to quit.

"What a sea monster! Who is being bullied? ”

At this moment, a hearty voice rang out.

Joan of Arc frowned slightly, she suddenly had the illusion that this game was a game of bosses, not a game of fighting each other.

Why do you want to die, it's so hard?

The incantation was interrupted, and she had to start over.

Joan of Arc, who has been in this world for so long, showed her dissatisfaction for the first time.

"This ...... It's him? Kamijo Dangma looked at the figure that appeared in the distance with a strange expression.

Not only him, but everyone looked there.

Mikoto Misaka breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "This sea devil can leave the scene." ”

Kuroko has been protecting Mikoto, and now she is a little exhausted, but she still complains: "This guy, why does it always appear at such a time?" Have you discussed it with the author? ”

"Who's that guy?" Joan of Arc frowned at Dangma.

"Hmph, a bad guy who asks for money from a nun." Intex replied through gritted teeth.

Shen Crack's face was complicated, although she really wanted someone to be able to kill this huge sea devil, but why did she appear the person she didn't want to see the most?

The bee-eater looked at the visitor and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Kaguya saw the figure coming, and snorted, "It's really slow. ”

"Big brother!" Lumia said excitedly.

"Huh? It's this bastard! Kirino pouted.

"Admiral!" A group of ship girls breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

For the first time, I felt how happy it was to have a strong admiral.

The person who came, it was Ye Kai who was inciting fluctuating wings and flying with a Lori in his arms!