"Zheng ————!"

Outside, the Great Holy Grail, suspended in mid-air in the form of a sphere, suddenly bloomed with a dazzling brilliance, as if a god had descended here, illuminating the surroundings while suddenly trembling.

"Knock...!"

Heartbeat-like pulsations suddenly appeared from the Great Grail's body, causing its silhouette to vibrate.

"How... What's going on...!? ”

Joan of Arc, who had been guarding the Great Grail, couldn't help but be taken aback when she looked at the scene in front of her.

"Oooo

Shakespeare, on the other hand, made a moving voice, stretched out his hand to the radiant chalice, and shouted loudly.

"That's the light! That's the light! The light that banishes hypocrisy and illusion like darkness! Our master has finally succeeded in transforming the Great Holy Grail! You've got the third magic in your hands! ”

As if in response to Shakespeare's lawsuit, a rich magical power that is visible to the naked eye fluctuates as the light blooms.

It doesn't fluctuate from the Great Grail, but from the outside world.

The Great Grail, which has been transformed, has the ability to draw magic from the leylines of the world, allowing countless magical powers to gather from all over the world.

As a result, an incredibly rich amount of magic continued to be poured into the Great Holy Grail, making the light on the Great Holy Grail brighter and brighter, and the pulsations became stronger and stronger, making the entire space tremble.

"This..."

Joan of Arc's hand holding the Holy Flag slowly tightened, and his expression changed dramatically.

Anxiety gradually appeared in Joan of Arc's eyes.

No way.

Now that Amakusa Shiro Tokisada has completed the transformation of the Great Holy Grail, there is no way to stop all this.

Next, the Great Chalice will drain the magic from all the leylines around the world until all the leylines have been drained, and the third magic will be activated.

At that time, all human beings will be enveloped by the power of the third magic, and will be transformed into beings with only souls in the world, and in the distant future, their emotions will gradually fade due to the eternal years, and finally become beings who no longer have desires, as Amakusa Shiro Tokisada hoped.

And that's what Fang Li and Joan of Arc want to stop.

"We can't let the Great Holy Grail continue to function!"

Joan of Arc is well aware of this.

With the current power of the Great Holy Grail, it is believed that it will not take long to drain the magic power in the leylines of the world.

At that point, there is no longer any way to stop it.

"It has to be stopped!"

But how?

The transformation of the Great Chalice has been completed, and if you want to stop this, you will either have to restore the parts that have been transformed, or you will have to destroy the Great Grail.

However, with the transformation of the Great Grail, it was almost impossible to do.

Even Ainz Belen used the third magic as the foundation to finally succeed in constructing the Great Holy Grail, and ordinary people want to transform the Great Holy Grail, unless it is a magician of the god or even a modern magician, otherwise it is impossible to do it.

The reason why Amakusa Shiro Shizhen succeeded was because his treasure could connect to the Great Holy Grail, and he was a natural magician, and he was able to use any magic trick consciously and unconsciously, so he did this.

Joan of Arc herself has almost no magic attainments, how to restore the function of the Great Grail?

As for destroying the Great Holy Grail, that's also impossible.

After all, Fang Li is in there now.

"What should I do?"

Joan of Arc's hand holding the holy flag became tighter and tighter, and her heart became more and more anxious.

That's when an even bigger surprise struck.

"Boom...!"

The ground shook violently, as if it was about to collapse.

"Again... What's wrong again...!? ”

"Oooh! A new storm is coming! ”

The voices of Joan of Arc and Shakespeare resounded all around.

At the same time, Joan of Arc also sensed the appearance of the servant's breath.

There are two servants, who are rushing to this side at great speed.

Moreover, it was extremely hurried.

"This breath is...!"

Joan of Arc recognized the body of the breath almost immediately.

One is the Black Berserker.

One is the Black Rider.

It is the servant of the friendly side.

"Are Miss Lai Guang and Astolfo safe?"

Finally, there is good news.

But Joan of Arc soon realizes that she is still too naïve.

It's not good news, it's the worst news.

"Miss Joan of Arc!"

“Ruler！”

With such a shout, in the corridor connected by the gate, the servants and masters of their own camp finally came out.

Minamoto Yoritsu rushed over with Fiore and Corles, and the prosthetic hand behind Fiore also grabbed the unconscious magicians and entered the space together.

Zieg and Astolfo rode on the Hippogriff, flying over the heads of Minamoto and his party.

The group rushed into the space almost at the same time.

"It's... What is it...!? ”

"That's the Great Holy Grail...!? How did it come to this...!? ”

Immediately afterwards, the group was amazed by the great chalice that bloomed with a thousand rays of light.

"Everyone!"

Joan of Arc immediately greeted her.

"Miss Joan of Arc!"

Yuan Yoriguang was the first to step forward, and asked Joan of Arc with some eagerness.

"Where's the Master? Aren't you together? ”

Minamoto Raiguang's words made Joan of Arc shake her head, her expression became bitter, and she looked in the direction of the Great Holy Grail.

"There..."

Joan of Arc whispered.

"Fangli is inside the Great Holy Grail..."

One sentence made everyone present widen their eyes.

"In the Great Grail..."

"Within...?"

Ziggy, Fiore, Corres, and Astolford all showed shocked expressions one after another.

"Master..."

Only Minamoto Yorimitsu, a little worry appeared on his face.

Although they didn't know what was going on, looking at Joan of Arc's bitter expression, everyone could more or less guess the situation.

Under such circumstances, Astolfo shouted in a panic.

"That's... So what should I do? We must run away! ”

Such words came from the mouth of Astolford.

"Run?"

Joan of Arc was slightly stunned, and just when she wanted to ask out loud, the crisis came.

"Huh..."

It's the sound of things being eroded.

In the corridor leading to this space, a purple-black mist is spreading in this direction.

Wherever the fog passed, whether it was the ceiling, the floor, the door, or the air, it was as if it had been corroded, and gradually it was robbed of its vitality, becoming dry and poor, and finally it turned directly into sand and scattered down.

The incomparably terrifying poison is eroding everything here, and gradually approaching.

"It's... This is...!? ”

Joan of Arc finally showed a shocked face.

I saw that in the poisonous gas that was gradually eroding, a pair of scarlet eyes were glowing, with unprecedented violence and madness.

“Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa————！”

A terrifying hiss rang out from the poisonous gas.

Looking at this scene, Joan of Arc's heart trembled suddenly.

"Bashom...!"

The most terrifying monster has descended here.