Chapter 1898: The Virgin of Steel (16)

"Damn monster!" the knight Demes commanded a group of French soldiers behind Joan of Arc, and the group of ghouls had already swarmed over.

Although the undead were slow, they seemed to have some memories of their own lives, and they knew how to pick up and wield their weapons. In the midst of panic and confusion, several French soldiers have already been wounded by the spears wielded indiscriminately by the ghouls!

"Don't panic, they're just puppets manipulated by vampires!" the girl shouted, "Hold your camp, see your opponent's actions well, dodge and fight back!"

If it was an ordinary person, when he saw these undead monsters in front of him, he would definitely be scared and urinate at all, and he would not have the power to fight back at all. But the ones Joan of Arc brought into the dungeon this time were all elite sergeants, all of whom were well-trained and had a strong mental quality. With the encouragement of the Holy Maiden, these people were even more courageous, and the fear in their hearts was also dispelled. They just panicked for a few dozen seconds and immediately calmed down. The soldiers began to raise their shields for defense, spears and swords on guard, carefully dodging or blocking the ghouls' attacks as they fought back!

The stalemate began. The outnumbered but slow-moving ghouls are fighting with the warriors of the French army, who are outnumbered but brave, and the clash of weapons begins to reverberate throughout the dungeon!

"What the hell are you going to do, demon!" The girl only then looked back at the Tenth True Ancestor Cyrens, and pointed her sword at the other party with hostility: "You are not from the British army, you even killed the British army. It seems that you are not helping France either. Are you just here to make trouble?"

The vampire sneered sinisterly, his face disapproving. A mischievous look appeared on his pale and handsome face: "You are right, Holy Maiden. But not entirely. In the eyes of our Bloodline, your human war is a ridiculously boring farce. But you know what? If you steer this farce [in the right direction], it can be fun. ＂

"Actually treat killing people as a game?!" Demes, the adjutant next to the girl, said angrily: "Demon, see me kill you!"

"Stop Demes!" Before her adjutant could rush forward, the girl raised her banner to block the knight: "Don't go to your death!

"But!"

"Oh hahahaha!" The vampire seemed to see an extremely funny joke, and at this moment he covered his lower abdomen and bent over and laughed, and said sarcastically, "Do you know? If I really wanted to kill you, everyone in this dungeon would have died one by one." ＂

"Then why don't you do it yet?" Joan of Arc has been preparing for the attack of the True Ancestor with a defensive posture from just now.

She was also well aware of the vampire's strength, so she wouldn't act rashly. In the worst-case scenario, she can also use [that] to save the day. But [that] cannot be used continuously for a short period of time, and must be successful in one hit. Therefore, she could not act rashly, and she had to wait until the best time, and at the same time, the most critical time, to launch [that] to counterattack and kill the Tenth True Ancestor Cyrens in one fell swoop.

But the other party seemed to know Joan of Arc's intentions, and he kept standing still and did not attack. Cyrens only assigned his ghouls to attack Joan of Arc's troops, and the twenty or so French soldiers retreated to Joan of Arc's side, fighting on the border, and the ghouls were temporarily tied.

"Huhuhu, don't be too complacent, little girl. True Ancestor sneered at this time: "I won't kill you right away. You're just bait, the perfect bait to catch out that adult. What I really want to see is actually that adult. ＂

"[The sir]?" Jeanne d'Arc's aide-de-camp, Demes, didn't understand at all, and he frowned.

"Ah, he's coming soon. The vampire sighed, "Come on, I've been waiting for a long time!"

The girl initially expressed disdain for the vampire's muttering that bordered on madness. But she thought about it, suddenly realized, and snorted in surprise: "The adult you are talking about, it should not be ......!"

Boom!!There was a loud noise coming from the entrance to the dungeon. More accurately, the sound came from outside the large room, as the dungeon itself was a labyrinthine structure, and it was difficult to say whether the sound came from the entrance or not.

About thirty seconds after the explosive noise had passed, a figure suddenly appeared in the dark dungeon corridor outside the room. A handsome blonde boy lunged at him with a glowing blade in his hand, followed by a young man. And behind these two, there is a large group of ghouls.

"Joan of Arc------!" the boy shouted loudly when he rushed over.

"Mistress Michael?!" exclaimed the maiden.

"Michael?" the girl's lieutenant looked surprised.

"Huhuhu, it's finally here. Seeing the young man rushing in, True Ancestor smiled sinisterly as he raised his hand: "Kill him!"

The ghouls, who were still in a stalemate with the French army, suddenly turned around and pounced on the boy in unison. They accepted the death order to attack the teenager, so they ran faster and attacked more frantically than they had been!

"Bastard thing!" Arthur didn't slow down at all in the face of the front and back attacks of the army of ghouls, the holy sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and the blade composed of photons emitted a milky white light, which was already the most conspicuous light source in the entire basement.

He raised the Seraphic Holy Sword and shouted to the people present, "If you don't want to die, squat down for me!"

His shouts were clear enough. And even if the people present don't understand, they should always be able to understand what he wants to do next. The holy sword in the young man's hand had already burst out with light, but now this light was even more dazzling, and the blade composed of that light was even larger and thicker. The boy raised this giant light blade of nearly thirty feet and swept a wide range of 360 degrees, intending to annihilate the ghouls who were attacking from front and back!

The French soldiers had been warned in advance, so they were already crouching down to avoid the attack. Huge blades of light swept over their heads, and people felt only a scorching heat.

After the dazzling light and astonishing heat passed, all that was left on the field, except for those who had successfully dodged the attack, were the ghouls whose upper bodies had been charred into ashes and scattered, leaving only the lower half of their bodies. The lower half of the monsters shook a few times and fell to the ground.

"The joke is wide, Lord Aslan. Little Zust hid behind Arthur with his head in his hands, and couldn't help complaining, "I almost became bald." ＂

"With a strong enemy, I don't have time to play with these ghouls. Arthur put away his sword. At this moment, the Seraphic Holy Sword had just finished using a fierce move, and its output had obviously dropped a lot, but its milky white light blade was still there, and it continued to sway in the form of a short sword, like an endless flame of life.

"Now, if you don't want to die, get out of this dungeon!" Arthur continued, "This vampire is no match for you, leave him to us!"

The group of mages didn't believe in Arthur originally, but when they saw Arthur use a huge lightsaber to kill the army of ghouls they had been fighting against for so long in an instant, they had to convince the blonde boy of his strength.

"Do you hear that?" said the girl, "there is no need to add any more unnecessary sacrifices here!

"Yes, Holy Maiden!" the French soldiers obeyed the order and began to retreat.

"Demes, you also step back and leave the dungeon safely with the others. Then the girl said, "Don't let our soldiers suffer any more damage!"

"But, Holy Maiden?!"

"Don't say it, go quickly! This is a military order!" Joan of Arc stuffed her military flag into the hands of her adjutant: "No matter how stubbornly this vampire resists, the Fort of Tullier will be liberated today! Plant my military flag on the highest part of the castle and tell the French people that Orleans has been completely liberated! The day when the British ** team will be completely expelled from France by us will come soon!"

As a result, the knight of the banner was silent for a second, and then nodded in agreement: "Understood, Holy Maiden." Please take care of yourself. ＂

He turned around with Joan of Arc's flag and ran to lead the twenty or so elite French soldiers out of the dungeon.

"See you again at last, Joan of Arc. Arthur walked over to the girl and looked at her with affection.

When he travels through time once again to a world more than nine hundred years later, the timeline of this world is skewed, and Arthur is actually teleported ten years after the time he first arrived.

Ten years ago, Joan of Arc was a little girl, but now she is a young girl. In addition to still having a little rustic flavor of a rural girl, Joan of Arc, an Orleans girl, is already a slim lady.

"Michael-sama!" the girl also looked at Arthur with special eyes, as if she had a thousand words to tell.

"Whatever you want to say, let's destroy the enemy in front of us first, and then talk about anything else. Arthur said. They are facing the Vampire True Ancestor, and if they let up, they will be killed by this dangerous guy in an instant. Now is not the time for the young couple to talk about their children's affairs.

"Hmm. The girl didn't say anything more, but focused on the vampire.

At this moment, the Tenth True Ancestor Cyrens was smiling with satisfaction, and his smile was extremely sinister.

"Why are you laughing?" Arthur asked.

"Huhu...... It's an honor, it's an honor!" True Ancestor covered his mouth and said with a smile, "I heard that Lord Sage killed the Seventh True Ancestor Van der Mian? ＂

"So?"

"Some say that you belong to the power of Jehovah. There are also people who say that you do not belong to the heavenly realm, nor do you belong to the demon realm. As a third-party force, it is even possible for you to actually kill Satan. True Ancestor grinned, looking at Arthur almost dementedly, "So, are these rumors true or false?"

Arthur said viciously, "When I destroy you, you may find the answer, demon!"

"Very good, great, this is really wonderful!" the crazy True Ancestor Cyrens praised as he twisted his body and praised with madness, "Maybe you can really kill Satan!

As soon as the words fell, the Tenth True Ancestor Cyrens had already twisted his whole body into a strange state. When he twisted it again, his body suddenly shattered, turning into countless pieces. The countless fragments weren't broken into pieces of flesh that fell to the ground. Instead, they turned into hundreds and thousands of dark red bats, turned into frenzied swarms of bats, and scattered in an instant!

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