The battlefield was silent, and there was no sound.

Everyone's minds went blank, as if they had been robbed of their breath and speech by the setting sun.

After a moment, Raman gasped and looked at Joan of Arc with a little more disbelief.

If her previous near-prophetic judgments were simply due to her very sharp intuition about the battlefield.

This time, however, he couldn't explain the paranormal for any other reason.

There is no doubt that the girl in front of her may really be like the saint hundreds of years ago, and she is also a messenger who came to the world with the will of God.

Rahman remembered the first time he saw the girl.

At that time, the whole village died in the bombing, and she was the only one who lived.

Moreover, even though she was covered in blood, she had no injuries on her body, which was a very strange thing.

Maybe at that time, he should have realized this

After a moment, Raman murmured in a hoarse voice.

"It's . Divine punishment? ”

Joan of Arc didn't answer immediately, but pondered for a moment before continuing, "It's divine punishment, but it's not used to punish humans, it's just that the accident has affected us."

"Accidental spillover?" Raman frowned.

But before he could react, another movement from below caught their attention.

The earth trembled slightly, and countless black rubble and magma suddenly bulged, as if something was about to emerge from the ground.

Bulging black sand and magma flowed in all directions under the force of gravity.

Soon, the shape of the thing was gradually revealed in front of people's eyes.

All the people on this cliff had their eyes wide open.

What appeared in front of them was a lizard-like body, four legs, and bat-like wings.

There is no doubt that it was a giant dragon that appeared in many Western legends!

The dragon's body resembled the rocks surrounding a volcano, his hard, blackened, scarlet eyes full of rage, especially the flesh of his wings, which were full of holes, and his body exuded death and ominousness, like a terrible ghost crawling out of hell.

It's even more terrifying than the dragon that has just soared through the air.

And in the other corner of the battlefield, Gayward saw the dragon still alive, and his calm face finally showed a little gaffe.

After a while, he relented and sighed, "What a terrible thing, there shouldn't be many people in this world who can kill this thing." ”

"It seems that the difference between the gods and the present is far from time."

"Exactly like in the record, the strongest life under God." Leo muttered softly.

He looked at the dragon in the distance, then at Gayward on the side, and asked anxiously.

"So what do we do now?"

"What else can I do, run." Gayward spread his hands and said, "Why don't you wait here to die, I don't have any magic in me." ”

Hearing this, Leo's face obviously showed a little anxious, "But."

He turned his head to look at the place where the troops of West France had just left, "What about the people here?" ”

He looked at the dragon in the distance, "He looks angry and will take out on people nearby." ”

"Somebody's going to fix it."

At this moment, a voice from behind him caught Leo's attention.

He turned his head and saw the old man who had first shelled the dragon with an alchemy cannon on the cliff appeared behind him.

He looked rather embarrassed, and his clothes were burned in many places, but he didn't seem to be hurt.

"Who else can kill something that even Hognig can't kill?" Leo couldn't help but say.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said excitedly, "Dumbledore is here too?" ”

Gaiward shook his head, "If he didn't bring anything, he really wouldn't be able to kill this dragon, after all, he's not too young now." ”

"And who else in this magical world can deal with this dragon?" Leo said with an ugly face, "Merlin?" ”

He had just said it casually, but Gayward and the alchemist beside him were silent, staring silently at the dragon in the distance.

"You haven't seen Merlin, have you?" Gai Ward said suddenly.

Leo nodded, and then he couldn't help but say, "Merlin isn't already."

There was a pause in his words, "Aren't you alive?" ”

Martin couldn't help but laugh on the side, "There are rumors like this every year. ”

Gaiward put his hands behind his back and looked at the dragon in the distance, "Keep your eyes open and take a good look, this should be your only chance in your life"

"What chance?"

Leo didn't understand what Gaiward meant for a moment, but the next moment, a sound exploded in his ears.

"Boom!"

In his sight, a trail of light trailed through the sky, smashing into the dragon like a meteor.

With a loud bang, the dragon let out a roar that resounded throughout the battlefield, and his wings fluttered, but it seemed that he could not fly because he was badly injured.

The huge wind and waves set off by the wings flew the sand and gravel in the sky.

However, as the sand and gravel gradually stopped, Leo could clearly see that there was a sharp sword stuck in the dragon's chest.

The hilt was exquisitely worked, and the lattice seemed to be inlaid with gold, and there were many ancient words on it that he couldn't read, but about half of the blade sank into the dragon's chest.

You know, it's a dragon, even a defense that can't be blasted with an alchemy cannon just now, and it's incredible that someone can stick a sword into it by projection.

It was the holy sword that Arthur used, and Char could summon it as well.

The material used by the Holy Sword is the same blade that the dragon-slaying hero Sigrud used to use in the past to kill the dragon.

Although it has been reforged, it still can't erase its special lethality against dragons.

That's why this sword can break through defenses so easily.

The severe injury to a human had already made it extremely angry, and the sword stuck in its chest only added to its emotions.

The tyranny in its eyes grew stronger, and it even had a point of losing its mind, and soon it found the owner of the sword on its chest.

In fact, it was not only it, but Leo and the generals of West France who were watching the battlefield below with bated breath on the cliff also discovered that existence.

He was wearing a magic robe with a white color as the main tone, two blue ribbons with a blue rice ear pattern in front of him, and his white half-long hair was casually draped behind his head, and his clothes were fluttering.

Compared to the dragon below, he was too small.

But his presence was much bigger than the dragon.

When he stood in the sky with his hands in his hands and lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes looking down on the dragon, he was like an ant who had come to earth and looked down on the earth.

Leo's pupils constricted slightly.

He wasn't a good student at Hogwarts and was talked to by Dumbledore a lot when he entered the Headmaster's office.

Therefore, he can often see the portraits of the past principals in the school.

And the existence in front of him is almost exactly the same as the Merlin in the portrait. (End of chapter)