The Noble Phantasm, which was based on the last burning at the stake during Joan of Arc's lifetime, also has the lethal power of the demonic flame that gives people endless pain and despair.

In the raging flames, Joan of Arc and Matthew let out a mournful cry that they couldn't bear to look at directly.

But the strange thing is that Heizhen, who heard the screams, did not show any joy, and her face gradually sank.

"That's the end of it, Holy Maiden. Next, as long as I take the Chaldean lord as a hostage, I can force the Chaldeans to submit, and I can return to my ideal life. Joan of Arc said in a low voice.

However, he became an enemy of the Chaldeans completely........ Hmph, who let them dare to provoke me, I don't know whether I live or die. ”

Hei Zhen turned his head and turned to look at Liu Yuan, who was looking at him with a solemn face not far away, and couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, you seem to be very calm, Master of Chaldees." Hearing their screams, they didn't waver, so let's just praise you honestly. ”

When Liu Yuan heard this, his face became extremely ugly.

He glanced at the burning pillar of fire not far away, and Joan of Arc and Matthew could only see two distorted black shadows surrounded by raging fire.

Presumably so badly wounded that he couldn't even hold his weapon tightly, Matthew's shield and Joan of Arc's spear came out of his hands at the same time, falling to the ground with a "clang" sound. The two weapons lying on the ground were burned red, which showed how hot the center of the demonic flame was.

Judging from the visual inspection, ordinary people may not last more than a second in that treasure, how long can the servant last........

Liu Yuan gritted his teeth and closed his eyes unwillingly: "Let the two of them go........ We will immediately retreat from here, and promise never to enter this anomaly again. ”

"Oh, I'm pretty quick to get softened."

Hei Zhen provoked a satisfied smile, stretched out her hand and patted it, and the two pillars of fire disappeared suddenly, and the black spear that pierced through the abdomen of Matthew and Joan of Arc also turned into magic and disappeared.

The two were charred, and only barely discernible human shapes fell to the ground, and the unpleasant smell of burnt flesh permeated.

Liu Yuan couldn't bear to look away.

"Don't worry, they're all alive, and they might be able to save their lives now with the spell, but ....... Not necessarily if it had been a little later. Hei Zhen said expressionlessly.

“....... I understand. ”

Liu Yuan looked unwilling, raised his right hand, and the back of his hand turned outward, revealing only a stroke of the spell.

"Yes, that's it. Get them back and get them out of here. Seeing this, Hei Zhen's smile widened, "If you dare to play any tricks in front of me, or let them continue to attack us when they wake up, then I don't mind letting the saint and that little girl taste the stake again." ”

Liu Yuan lowered his head silently and stretched out his hand: "Order with the Command Spell - Restore all the injuries on Joan of Arc and Matthew." ”

With a stroke, the spell flickered and disappeared, and a huge amount of magic power could be felt flowing from Liu Yuan's body.

However, under Heizhen's gaze, the two pieces of 'coke' on the ground did not react in the slightest.

She looked surprised: "What's the matter, why didn't the spell work?!" ”

Hei Zhen subconsciously looked back at Liu Yuan, but found that his gloomy face just now disappeared as if it had never appeared, and he said with regret on his face: "Is it here, it really won't last long." However, it was deceived anyway. ”

"What are you talking about!?"

Liu Yuan rubbed the spell on the back of his hand that only had a faint trace left, and slowly raised his head to look at Hei Zhen, revealing a smile.

"Have you ever played one-two-three wooden man?"

There was a gust of wind behind him, and Hei Zhen turned his head sharply, but what he saw was a large shield that was one person high.

Her face contorted.

"You-"

Before Hei Zhen's words were finished, he was slammed on the back of his head by the shield, and the whole person flew forward two meters, and he threw himself on the ground face down in embarrassment, but he did not lose consciousness.

"You ....... These guys....... What are you doing......." Hei Zhen supported the ground with one hand, struggled to get up, and when he raised his head, he saw two pieces of 'coke' lying on the ground not far away, suddenly turning into golden points of light and dissipating.

A shiny silver blade pressed against her neck.

"Lie down and don't move." A gentle voice said from behind Heizhen.

That peaceful voice, she won't admit it wrong-

"Holy Maiden......!!" Hei Zhen tried to tilt his head sideways and look behind him, his face was extremely angry, and he was a little confused and incredulous, "I obviously watched you being swallowed by my treasure, why did you .......?" ”

"Remnants, all you see are illusions."

It was Liu Yuan who answered her, he slowly came to Heizhen and stood still, squatting down to look at Heizhen who raised his head.

"You lied to me!?"

"That's right, two spells. One stroke helps Joan of Arc and Matthew escape from your Phantasm, and the other creates illusion cover. Liu Yuan raised his hand, revealing the spell that had been used up, "Originally, I was worried that you would question why there was only one stroke left in the spell, and even wanted to make up some temporary excuses, but I didn't expect you to not even ask, and you really didn't take me seriously." ”

Kuritzha straightened her waist suddenly, but the cold blade of the spear on her neck prevented her from moving.

She glared at Liu Yuan angrily and shouted, "You despicable! Shameless villain! ”

"I'm sorry, I'm a conjunctive, it doesn't matter what means I use, as long as I get to the end." Liu Yuan said with a smile.

Hei Zhen's face was full of disgust: "I didn't expect the royal lord of Chaldea to be such a guy, I misjudged you!" ”

"No, don't say 'look,' you never set your eyes on me. Both in the time of France and now. Liu Yuan shook his head, "You only have Joan of Arc in your eyes, if you really pay attention to me even once, you won't be unaware of the change in the number of spells." ”

"You ——!!"

"Fantasy Greatsword: Heavenly Demon Fall (Balmung)!!"

A loud bang that shook the whole palace interrupted Kuritha.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, only to see Siegfried standing next to Leonardo da Vinci maintaining a 'slash' posture, the cyan magic that had not yet dissipated floating in the air, and in front of him was the ground that had been plowed out of a thick ditch, pointing to the ancient city wall at the end.

But the wall, which didn't look heavy, was already scattered under the bombardment of the treasure, and it collapsed again under the gaze of everyone.

After a bang, the beautiful hexagonal wall was completely reduced to a pile of ruins.

Brunhilde and Gil de Ray, who were supposed to have been struck by Siegfried Treasure and trapped inside the city walls, were not buried under the rubble.

A crumbling stone slab of the city wall was pushed away, and Brünnhilde and Gilles de Ray staggered out of the rubble in dust, their faces full of deplication.

Judging from the injuries on their bodies, even if the two did not die, they lost most of their combat effectiveness.

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Chapter 168: Is this also in your calculations?