"What did you say?" Yu Mo was shocked, and he couldn't care about arguing with the beautiful young woman anymore, so he hurriedly turned around and put on a posture. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAs a Heroic Spirit, his basic attributes are not very high, and Lancer's inherent skill "against mana" is even weaker than none. But he is a veteran warrior who has crawled from the end of the world, and his skills are very powerful, so it stands to reason that he should be able to detect something wrong at the first time.

It's a pity that he was still tricked unknowingly. If it weren't for the kind reminder from the blonde girl, he would not have known why he died until he died.

"You are either strong in your convictions, or your hearts are completely swallowed up by desire, or the walking dead are like dolls." The blonde girl stood silently, "It doesn't seem to be related, but it's actually within the range of my retention skills." ”

"Who are you?" Yu Mo frowned slightly and asked puzzled. As far as he knew, the Holy Grail War had come to an end, and there were no more than three Lords and no more than four Heroic Spirits still alive, including him and Candela. And all the survivors should have gathered in this theater, why did that girl who seemed to be a heroic spirit come in from outside?

"China pig, who do you care about her? Kill her for me right now! Minako roared hysterically as if she had lost her mind. She felt like she was going crazy, and the calmness she had cultivated had long since been thrown out of the clouds—though even she didn't know why.

"Shut up!" Yu Mo replied impatiently, looking at the blonde girl with a solemn face. At this point, he had already raised 12 percent of his spirit, and if the situation was slightly wrong, he would immediately throw the wheel in his hand.

"She's Ruler. The ninth ruler of the Holy Grail War, Joan of Arc. The young man surnamed Guan had completely calmed down at this time. is completely different from the beautiful young woman who is playing there, as if the roles of the two have changed positions. Of course, there is a difference between them - the young man has never had a breast augmentation.

"Joan of Arc? That heroic spirit whose full attributes are close to EX, and all skills, including Noble Phantasm, are also EX? Yu Mo was startled and couldn't help but exclaim, "Doesn't she only have ten days of mana reserves?" Why are you still alive! ”

He and Candela had been hidden by Hua Yuhan with a spell before, and not only could the outside world not be able to observe them, but they also didn't know what was going on in the outside world. The events of the Holy Grail War were told to him by others. So he always thought that Joan of Arc was dead.

In fact, everyone thinks the same way he does. Joan of Arc is a true saint, loyal and steadfast in her faith in God, and even the burning fire cannot shake her will. Strictly speaking, it is no longer a belief in a certain person or a specific object, but a fanatical worship of a certain belief.

Therefore, Joan of Arc cannot obtain the magic of survival by killing people like other heroic spirits, otherwise the faith will collapse like Sophia. At that time, even if she was alive, she was only a walking corpse, let alone fighting for the Holy Grail.

That's why the forces of all parties dragged on for ten days with a very tacit understanding, and only after the safe period did they jump out and shoot their brains.

And yet now. The Heroic Spirit, who was supposed to die, was still standing in front of everyone, and it didn't look like it was lacking in magic at all.

"I don't know, but what does it matter?" The young man surnamed Guan sneered, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm when he looked at the girl, "Lancer, do you still want to rebel against Her Majesty?" ”

Yumo opened his mouth. My jaw almost fell to the ground. As soon as Ruler Joan de Fu appeared, she went crazy and stupid, but she didn't even move much, and she couldn't even be more restrained.

The next moment, Yu Mo smashed his fist at the young man surnamed Guan as if he had suddenly reacted. The other party fainted without even snorting, and fell to the ground very softly. It undoubtedly saved his life. Because the other party is pulling out something like a self-detonation charm, and if it is a second at night, it will have to become a human bomb.

"What the hell are you?" Yu Mo subconsciously swallowed his saliva. Stunned Minako with her hand. Since the Holy Grail did not stop his actions, there is no doubt that he was saving these people.

“…… That's right, it's because of me. Joan of Arc was silent for a moment, then nodded in response, "My leadership is EX, and I have also been protected by the traditional Valhalla, and it is very powerful in terms of both the scope of influence and the effect of the effect. As long as I am in the crowd, then all those who are not strong-willed will become my most loyal supporters, and those who are dominated by negative emotions will collapse themselves, and only those who are united in faith and iron will can barely be affected by this effect. ”

Yumo wasn't stupid, and Joan of Arc understood most things as soon as she said it.

"You can survive to this day because of this leadership, right? As soon as you think 'you can't die', your fanatics will kill themselves in no time to replenish your mana reserves. You were like, 'I'm going to win,' so the guy who isn't determined will kill himself right away, right? ”

The blonde girl nodded and said, "What you said is good, but it is still a little off. I used the death row prisoners in the prison to replenish my magic, and I have survived until now. ”

"Can this also avoid the restriction of not killing the weak? The prisoners in the prison are not armed and are not your enemies. Yu Mo's eyes narrowed, and the hand holding the wheel couldn't help but tighten. According to Joan of Arc, he was undoubtedly a man who was dominated by negative emotions. In order to avoid self-collapse, he must keep his sanity at its lowest level at all times.

"Their desires outweigh their thirst for life, and I'm just defending myself." The firmness in Joan of Arc's eyes is like substance, and there is no sign of wavering. She had to keep herself in this state, or a crack in her state of mind would immediately lead to the collapse of her faith.

"Huh, that is, you don't have to talk about it?" Yumo quickly turned the topic back on track, otherwise God knows if a certain meow would drag on a few more chapters or something by chatting - this is not "Gintama"!

The blonde girl kept looking at Yu Mo, as if she had seen some strange figure.

"You're not part of the traditional Valhalla, no. You're not a regular Heroic Spirit at all. There is no trace of the Spirit Fire being backed up, and it is a one-time participant like me...... You. And who? ”

"Why am I telling you? Anyway, you have to fight, I know all your information, but I don't know to you, who is more dominant, do you need to say? Yumo scoffed.

"Unknown Heroic Spirit, I just want to know what kind of wish I will trample on, that's all." Joan of Arc shook it in the void, and a worn-out spear appeared in her hand. She untied the tattered banner from her armor and tied it carefully.

"But you can also be silent if you don't want to say it. I'm not forcing it. As you said, there will always be a battle between us, and only the victor will move forward. Joan of Arc held the spear in one hand, and her lonely look disappeared in a flash, replaced by a determination that no one could shake.

At some point, a cold wind blew in the Grand Theater at the Top of the Spiral. Flags hunt in the wind, and the emblem belonging to the maiden flutters in the wind.

That moment. Time tends to stand still. Everyone heard a call that echoed in their hearts, as if the general was calling his own soldiers.

It was as if a voice was ringing in their ears.

"The flag is flying, the trumpet is blowing. For the glory of the past, for the glory of the future, soldiers. Assemble in array! ”

A hundred or so priests or onmyoji silently walked behind the girl and lined up neatly in a tight circle. One by one, strangely shaped Shikigami appeared in the human world through their hands, and in a matter of moments they formed a stronger line of defense outside the circle, more disciplined than the best soldiers.

No one is noisy, no one is noisy. Even the sound of breathing was suppressed to a limit. Silence enveloped the space, and only the fighting spirit continued to rise.

Yu Mo's forehead was slightly sweaty. Forcibly raised the spirit and mocked: "Joan of Arc, this is how you fight?" Let innocent civilians be cannon fodder and hide behind themselves and enjoy the results? ”

Joan of Arc didn't seem to hear the provocation in the other party's words, and replied seriously: "No, I am their boss, and I will always stand with them." ”

The crowd parted ways, allowing the girl to slowly walk to the front of the formation. She turned over and rode a Shikigami that was about the size of a horse, raised the banner in her left hand high, and drew a long sword as red as fire from her waist with her right hand.

"Soldiers who follow me, I hereby promise you—"

Joan of Arc's gaze pierced through the fog of fate and saw that future clearly.

"The path I have trodden is glory!"

There, the chalice of hypocrisy that allows best friends to fight each other and to trample on faith until the last drop of blood is shed......

Shattered!

Even if you die, what's the matter?

That false desire, that seductive original sin, will never cease to exist!

At least......

My life has ended more tragedies!

"Soldiers, charge!"

What the sword points to is victory!

"it...... Is that okay? Yu Mo subconsciously took a step back, gritted his teeth and walked back to the same place. He has the hope of ending the end of the world in his body, how can he regress here? He has already ruined the wishes of that weapon dealer, so what qualifications do he have to regress!

As the arms dealer said-

Regardless of what hinders him, it is difficult to go to TM!

My heart, my faith, can shatter everything!

"Stay with me one more time, my friend." Yu Mo ignored the Shikigami who rushed towards him, and silently muttered to the pair of flywheels in his hand. It was a pair of round flywheels, with unrivaled sharp edges, and layers of small, sharper flywheels in between, like a meat grinder.

"Cao Jin and Liu Li have accompanied you for a while, what will I do if I accompany you for another while?" The phantom of a woman in her twenties emerged beside him, and she gently folded her hand on Yu Mo's hand holding the flywheel, "Don't hesitate, and don't need to be helpless. You are the last hope for all of us, and everyone will accompany you to the end. ”

"Goodbye this time, it's goodbye, right?" Yu Mo took a deep breath and said softly.

"Ah, that's right. Don't be sad, it's our luck to be able to fight again in this way. The woman blinked and turned to look at the Shikigami who were getting closer and closer, "So, let's have another fight!" ”

She spread her arms, and the two flywheels hummed out of Yumo's palms, hovering and flying happily in the air. The turbulent air currents accentuated the wind's breathing, and made the flag standing behind the Shikami tide flutter even more violently.

The two flywheels were entwined together, rushing towards the tide of Shikigami like a tornado.

All enemies were torn apart. No matter how far away it is, it's useless. The flywheel dragged Shikigami like a black hole, causing them to involuntarily throw themselves into the pair of meat grinders.

It's just a blink of an eye. Nearly a thousand Shikigami were twisted into broken rune paper, and no one should even think of putting them back together.

"Remember, it was the 'Crack in the Sky' that killed you, Chu Yayin!"

Joan of Arc sat upright on horseback and bowed her head solemnly, "Chu Yayin?" I remembered. ”

"Your will...... No, your will, I feel it deeply. ”

The girl took a deep breath, her hand holding the weapon unwavering.

"But. I'm going to break it! ”

The god horse stepped on broken steps, slowly turned into a trot, and finally turned into an invincible charge. Flags fluttered in the air, and swords left a fiery red trail in the air, like surging flames.

Behind her, the silent priests and onmyoji strode and followed closely behind the girl. It doesn't matter what their previous identity was. At this time, he was just a soldier, a warrior who fought for glory.

Walk on the glory, this body is glory!

"yes, I'm not going to be still!" Chu Yayin raised her eyebrows, and the two flywheels spun in the air and rushed directly into the crowd. No one is where they fit. The human body fell in pieces like weeds from a lawnmower. These are the sources of the ruler's mana, and they must be removed as soon as possible.

In just a moment, all humanity fell under the flywheel. However, this was not the end, and they did not hesitate to combine into a tornado again, roaring and rushing towards the blonde girl.

The sky wailed in their rage. Cracks open up thin cracks. The turbulence from outside the plane barrier did not dare to drill into the void, so the Spiral Top Theater would not allow them to enter.

"Tsk. Is the power going to wane? Chu Yayin smacked her lips and immediately threw these useless thoughts out of her mind, "It's okay, my flywheel is a physical attack, your EX can't take effect on the magic power, Joan of Arc!" ”

The war horse had already been turned into runes with the death of the Onmyoji, but Joan of Arc only took a step and continued to charge forward, faster than riding a mount. The banner was as solid as a rock in her hand, and the crimson sword dragged a long tail flame behind her, like a meteor on the ground.

"Damn, it's close to EX's agility." Chu Yayin gritted her teeth and finally glanced at Yu Mo, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can only accompany you here." ”

Yu Mo shook his head, the corners of his mouth pulling a hint of arc. Maybe it's bitterness, maybe it's warmth, maybe it's nostalgia, only he knows the taste.

"Go, Chu Yayin, let them see the 'Crack in the Firmament' tempered in the last days!"

The female phantom gently hugged Yu Mo, and then resolutely turned and rushed towards the blonde girl.

"Joan of Arc, take my last move!"

"Firmament ......"

The colossal majesty rose from the illusory body, swept away the clouds in the sky, and broke through the shackles of the world!

"Crack Dance!"

The two flywheels that were chasing after Joan of Arc shattered and turned into a storm of metal that obscured the sky. The unparalleled power shredded everything around us, whether it was space, time, or the world.

Chu Yayin's phantom disappeared in the storm, and even Joan of Arc was wrapped in it.

In the face of this kind of might, can the saint really survive?

The answer is......

OK.

"My Glory ......"

"How can you stop here!"

The girl holding the flag rushed out of the storm, leaving not even a single scar on her body. Not only that, but even her banner was the same as before, as if the invincible storm was just an ordinary gale.

Yu Mo looked at her silently, silently using the last "relic".

"Whoever you are, don't try to stop me ......"

He muttered softly, his gaze as determined as that of a saint.

"No matter how strong you are...... Don't even try to stop us! ”

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