In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

The long sword was thrown away directly. When Joan of Arc was not so free, she slowly put the sword back into the scabbard and held the flagpole with both hands. Joan of Arc's attack was extremely fierce. The flag in her hand danced like a dragon, which increased the sound of the attack and also covered the attack. The flag surface was so smooth that it could even deflect Ouyang Falcon's bullets.

It looked like just an ordinary piece of fabric, but when Ouyang Sun's lightsaber slashed at it, it felt like it was equipped with G armor, leaving only a warm touch on the surface of the flag. When Joan of Arc waved the flag, it was like having both an offensive spear and a defensive shield.

"Big brother, you really don't even listen to me. There's nothing I can do. Big brother, you have to take care of yourself. While fighting with the fierce country sister, you have to dodge my attacks. You're too close, I can't guarantee that I won't get hurt by mistake."

Chloe, who was hiding on the damaged building, shrugged. Since Ouyang Jun was not going to step back to give her space for sniping, she would have to be included in the attack range as well.

Originally, Chloe and Kiritsugu Emiya did not rush to Vienna from Graz so quickly because they met the Teutonic Knights who were also heading to Vienna on the way. After learning about Kiritsugu Emiya's situation, the captain opened a back door for Kiritsugu Emiya, allowing Kiritsugu to hitchhike to Vienna. Chloe, who had transformed into a spirit, naturally followed them, since she did not take up any space anyway.

Under the special magic of the Teutonic Knights, the car ran at a very high speed. The original journey of more than ten hours was compressed into three hours. When the group approached the outskirts of Vienna, the huge explosion caused by Yu Ji occurred. In this level of battle, Kiritsugu Emiya was somewhat useless. Jeanne d'Arc did not have a master to assassinate him.

"Big brother, here I come!"

The sound came again, and this time it was accompanied by several arrows containing magic power. They were shot into the sky and then fell from the sky, just like the palm technique falling from the sky. Facing Chloe's arrows, Joan of Arc was quite dismissive. She didn't even bother to look at the magic content on them, but Ouyang Falcon quickly broke away.

Joan of Arc held the fastest arrow in her hand, and the others were all bounced away by the flag in her hand and stuck into the ground randomly.

"An arrow like this can't even kill a chicken."

Jeanne scoffed, wondering if the chicken she was talking about was a Hawaiian specialty that was larger than a person.

"Oriental, you should avoid this kind of thing deliberately. Are you kidding me? Just stand there and let her cum without any problem."

Chloe's arrows were made of magic power. Compared to ordinary steel, they were naturally extremely hard, but for Jeanne of Arc, who had A-grade muscles, they were crisper than potato chips.

"Things like this shouldn't be brought out to embarrass ourselves. This is a battle between the strong, so the weak ones should get out of the way!"

As she spoke, Joan of Arc exerted force with her palm to break the arrow, and then with a bang, the arrow in Joan of Arc's hand exploded violently, making Joan of Arc look like a god holding the arrow and being exploded in the face.

Not only did the arrows held by Joan of Arc explode, but those that were blown away and stuck into the ground also exploded in a chain reaction. The violent vortex of magic power continuously hit Joan of Arc's body and armor, leaving small dots and scratches on the black armor, and even her silver-gray hair was covered with some dust.

Chloe's attack did not cause serious damage to Joan of Arc, but it was an embarrassing experience. She had experienced the beating of Cu Chulainn, commanding Farna to entangle Lulutia, fighting one-on-two against Hei Honghong and Xiang Yu, and fighting fiercely with Ouyang Falcon. Joan of Arc only had a few scars from Ouyang Falcon's lightsaber on her body, but after being tormented by Chloe, her shiny armor became scarred and she herself became embarrassed.

"Ah la la."

As an archer, Chloe could see that Joan of Arc was covered in dirt and dust because of her vision, and she could also see that her attacks were actually useless.

"Those few shots just now cost me a lot of mana. The energy consumption and power of those arrows are comparable to one-fifth of a Rasengan. They were completely unscathed by such attacks. These guys who are famous in history are really difficult to deal with. The two from the Round Table can even let Kiritsugu sneak attack the Master. This one is really difficult to deal with."

If one attack doesn't work, launch a stronger and more violent attack.

A sword appeared in Chloe's hand. This was her strongest long-range attack method, the Spiral Sword. Its power was strong enough to rival some treasures. However, due to the long preparation time and pre-swing, it was not suitable for use in close combat where information was constantly changing. One had to find a good opportunity to use it.

"We're about to fight a super-powerful guy, so this isn't the time to be stingy with our magic power, right, Master Dad?"

Holding the sword downward, Chloe placed it on the bowstring. Instead of pulling the bow directly on the string, she spoke to the empty room behind her.

"Hey, hey, hey, I know you've been here the whole time. I already noticed that magic figurine you made to spy on me, and it's so ugly. Can't you improve your taste a little? Your figurine is fat and swollen like a big buffalo. If you're stalking a cute girl like me, you should at least make it a pink and tender one."

There was still no response from the room, and Chloe was not in a hurry. Joan of Arc would neither run away nor come to kill her. She still had to face Ouyang Xuan's attack. If she was stupid enough to leave her back to Ouyang Xuan, there would be no need to fight for so long. A strong warrior would not be a fool.

"Bowman, I allow you to use more magic power."

Emiya Kiritsugu's voice echoed in the empty room, "But you can't use enough that will threaten Airi and Illya, or I'll make you commit suicide first."

Both Airi and Illya are artificial humans created by magic. The magic power in their bodies is more important than that of ordinary people. Some of their body functions require magic power to operate. Ordinary people will only feel powerless and uncomfortable when their magic power is drained. Airi and Illya will literally find it difficult to breathe. The Heroic Spirits can draw almost unlimited magic power from the Master like draining the pond to catch all the fish. If the Master dies because of the magic power drained by himself, the Heroic Spirits will also die without the supply of magic power.

But as Chloe's first act after appearing in this world is to kill Illya, Kiritsugu Emiya is extremely distrustful of her. If she really wants to drain the magic power of Airi and Illya by dying together, Kiritsugu Emiya will kill her immediately with the magic props provided by Lulutia.

"If I drain the Master's magic power, I will die too."

Chloe said helplessly, expressing her understanding of Emiya Kiritsugu's distrust. "He died because he drained his Master's magic power and then went back to the Hall of Heroes. Wow, I will never be able to hold my head up in the Heroic Spirit community after dying like this."

Chloe's lips moved as she whispered a spell. As a minor treasure, the spiral sword still needed to be used with a spell if it wanted to be 100% or even 200% powerful. This time, it was a real, fully enhanced version of the spiral sword, and it was different from the instant version that killed Gawain with a sneak attack.

The massive gathering of magic power, coupled with Chloe's lack of concealment, naturally caught the attention of Joan of Arc, who was still in close combat with Ouyang Sun. But what was the use of finding out? She had no means of long-range attack, and when she called out the people just now, she only called out two shadow servants of the Knights of the Round Table.

"Spiral Sword!"

It had been a while since she had used magic so freely, and Chloe was a little excited. A huge sound burst out from her petite body, and with a low roar, Chloe shot out the spiral sword. In order to increase the power, Chloe shot it into the sky and attacked at an almost vertical angle. The error didn't matter, the attack range of this thing was enough. As for whether Joan of Arc would run out of the attack range, wasn't Ouyang Falcon here?

"Don't you worry about being affected, Oriental?"

Seeing that Chloe's spiral sword had been released, Ouyang Sun was still fighting in close combat. He would undoubtedly be affected at this distance. He was not a heroic spirit, and he would not go to Valhalla even if he died.

"I have the confidence to withstand that arrow, do you?"

"Unfortunately, no!"

Joan of Arc used a full-strength thrust as a breakthrough, and her steel boots crushed the ground just for this thrust. Although it was blocked by Ouyang Falcon's lightsaber, Joan of Arc had achieved her goal. She temporarily repelled Ouyang Falcon, and after keeping some distance, she either blocked Chloe's spiral sword or immediately retreated. She was connected to Vienna's spiritual vein, and as long as she was not killed in an instant, she could rely on the spiritual vein to recover.

"By the way, I'm not a warrior, I'm a Taoist priest."

Ouyang Xuan's inexplicable words sounded alarm bells in Joan of Arc's heart, as if she had helped Ouyang Xuan.

"Although I can take the arrow from the archer, it's better not to take it. As someone who killed two heroic spirits, she must be very powerful."

Without chanting any incantation, raising his hands or setting up an altar, Ouyang Xuan, who uses the Tongtian Talisman, can cast spells instantly. As long as he practices more and the spells are relatively simple, some simple spells can often have miraculous effects, just like the simplest ordinary attack magic among magicians is like a forbidden magic in Lulutia's hands, and the simple binding spell can also be used by Ouyang Xuan to give off the feeling of a heavenly lock.

The dark blue magic power formed chains that bound Joan of Arc from all directions. The flag that posed a great threat was locked up just after it was raised, and more than twice as many chains were added to it. Ouyang Jun didn't think that this spell could completely control Joan of Arc. Having fought with Joan of Arc for a while, he knew Joan of Arc's strength better than anyone present. There were still a few seconds before Chloe's spiral sword hit her, and Ouyang Jun just had to delay.

"Don't think this thing will work, Oriental, you underestimate me!"

Joan of Arc is not afraid of Xiang Yu's Noble Phantasm. As long as she activates her own Noble Phantasm, all problems will be solved. With my spiritual veins, I am invincible!

"Roar! My—"

The dark red magic power gushed out of Joan of Arc's body, and she was ready to use a short version of the Noble Phantasm to burn Ouyang Falcon's chains and then smash the spiral sword in the sky. The spiral sword was similar to a Noble Phantasm, and its power was comparable to some weaker Noble Phantasms, but Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm was the top-level offensive Noble Phantasm.

"Be quiet!"

Ouyang Xuan would not just stand by and watch Joan of Arc activate her Noble Phantasm. Her Noble Phantasm could offset Xiang Yu's, and it would naturally be no problem for her to knock down Chloe's spiral sword.

The storage spell was used again, and the self-propelled artillery that had already bombarded Joan of Arc once was pushed out again and fired directly at Joan of Arc. There was no need to aim at all, because the fired shells only needed to explode next to Joan of Arc. They were not high-explosive bombs that shot up flames into the sky, but four stun bombs that emitted explosions of over 100 decibels and bright light as dazzling as the sun.

Joan of Arc's body defense can withstand high-explosive bombs, and it is not impossible for her to activate her Noble Phantasm under the shock wave and flames of high-explosive bombs, but her ears and eyes are not so strong. The sharp explosion was like a sledgehammer hitting Joan of Arc's head, and the strong light made Joan of Arc grimace, close her eyes and turn her head away. The Noble Phantasm that was supposed to be used was stopped by pressing the abort button.

This brief second was enough for Chloe's spiral sword to smash down. The huge amount of energy was not wasted but compressed in a small area around Joan of Arc to ensure that it caused maximum damage to Joan of Arc. The mushroom cloud that was supposed to rise into the sky turned into a pillar of light that shot straight up into the sky.

Watching the spiral sword hit, Chloe's healthy little face on the high-rise building showed a bright smile, and then froze, her expression dumbfounded and unbelievable. It was like being in a team battle with a gun, and then finding that the people on the opposite side were flying in the sky, spinning and throwing grenades like rain.

In the smoke, the golden light was particularly conspicuous. This was not Ouyang Xuan's golden light spell, because he was also looking at the golden light in surprise.

"You don't have the confidence to take this arrow? I lied to you, Oriental."

Joan of Arc held the flag and was safe and sound under the spiral sword. The ground under her feet turned into something like charcoal, but Joan of Arc was not hurt at all.

"You don't think I only have one Noble Phantasm, do you? I used to be known as the Maiden of Orleans, the Saint. Although the Noble Phantasm created under this title lacks offensive power, it still has strong defensive capabilities. You have no chance of winning, Easterners."

Jeanne d'Arc's second or true first Noble Phantasm.

My Lord is Here

111

Chapter 111 Who says fakes are definitely inferior to the originals?

"Eh~"

Chloe was stunned. She didn't expect that Jeanne, who had been extremely aggressive and like a crazy woman since her debut, actually had a second defensive treasure.

The hatred for France turned into an offensive Noble Phantasm, and the identity of a saint turned into a defensive Noble Phantasm. You who were burned to death must have a Noble Phantasm that can set fire.

The appearance of Joan of Arc's second Noble Phantasm was indeed useful. The powerful defense not only allowed Joan of Arc to remain unscathed under the spiral sword, but also completely healed the wounds on her body. Even the luster on her armor became thicker, as if the defense had also increased a lot.

"Evacuate, Archer, we need a new plan now."

Emiya Kiritsugu, driven by his killer instinct, told Chloe to retreat.

"If this girl doesn't die here, we'll have to face her sooner or later. Instead of fighting her alone in the future, it's better to take advantage of the help we have here and kill her now."

At this time, the battlefield by the river was cut into several pieces by the wind. Lulutia and Fafner in the sky, Hei Honghong fighting against Gawain, Xiang Yu and Lancelot fighting each other, the two berserkers fighting each other without any defense, Ouyang Sun facing the strongest Joan of Arc, and the only exciting force was Chloe.

"Aili's magic power has been greatly depleted. I will not allow your fighting to endanger Ai Li. Archer, I order you to retreat immediately."

"Master Dad, it's not that I don't want to run now, it's just that I can't run anymore."

Chloe said with a sigh.

"What do you mean?"

Kiritsugu Emiya, who was not at the scene but was only controlled by a puppet, had very limited observation of the battlefield. The low resolution also prevented Kiritsugu Emiya from seeing the direction of Jeanne d'Arc and Ouyang Falcon.

"It means I've been targeted, and the attack is imminent."

Chloe made a gesture with her fingers beside her head. The playful and cute gesture was particularly adorable under Chloe's delicate little face. "Master Dad, I'm going to fight for my Master's victory. I hope your dolls don't have pain communication. So, knock~"

"What do you want to do? Return to me, Archer!"

In the picture sent back by the Emiya Kiritsugu doll, Chloe ran to the window and jumped down. A second after Chloe jumped, a shell hit the room. In an instant, a huge fireball exploded in the small room. The energy that had no time to be released penetrated the walls and doors, blowing an entire floor of the building into pieces.

"She has no long-range attack methods, so she uses her big brother's cannonballs. Although this village girl looks silly most of the time, she is actually very smart in a fight."

Chloe adjusted her body posture in the air, and the projection magic kept creating footholds under her feet, so that Chloe did not fall straight to the ground, but kept jumping, which not only reduced the height distance from the ground, but also weakened the impact of her body.

"Well~ Even when it comes to the final battle, I still have to deal with it first in order not to be a drag. That man can pull me away while I'm fighting." The spell engraved on Chloe's lower abdomen, which was regarded by Emiya Kiritsugu as a weapon to control Chloe, was easily erased by Chloe.

"Didn't you kill that rat? Well, it's nothing. It's just a weakling that can't really hurt me."

Joan of Arc saw a small red figure jumping out of the building before the shell she threw hit the target, and she realized that her attack had not worked.

Joan of Arc did not have the means of long-range attack, but she could use Ouyang Falcon's. Ouyang Falcon's cannon practiced saturation fire. Although four shells were enough, he still fired a few more. After using [My Lord is Here], all abnormal conditions on Joan of Arc disappeared, including dizziness, numbness in the ears, and dizziness in the head. After ensuring her own safety, Joan of Arc pinched a shell on her body to stop it, and covered it with magic to prevent it from exploding.

Like a minotaur, she injected her magic power into Ouyang Falcon's cannonball, changing the properties of the material that only emitted high-decibel sounds and strong light, turning it into a magic high-explosive bomb. Joan of Arc threw the cannonball at the building where Chloe was. The only result of the battle was a magic puppet worth seven figures that could monitor and track people.

The lightsaber stabbed towards Joan of Arc with a stream of light, and the red-orange dragon flame blast jet hit Joan of Arc's golden shield. It took only half a second to successfully penetrate the shield that blocked Chloe's spiral sword. Joan of Arc twisted her flag to defend herself and blocked Ouyang Falcon's sneak attack. The two fought again.

"The Noble Phantasm over there is very incomparable to yours. You just used it forcefully."

"So what? Forced or voluntary, as long as I can use it, it's fine. A Noble Phantasm is just a weapon. Weapons don't need to care about voluntary or involuntary."

"Hey, she's really a village girl."

Ouyang Falcon sighed, "Even if I gain the knowledge of other Heroic Spirits, it's just like a learning folder in a computer. It can only be retrieved when I deliberately look for it."

"Oriental, you've completely pissed me off! After I kill you, I'll kill your corpse again!"

"Noble Phantasms are formed based on past experiences, legends, and history. The Noble Phantasms of Heroic Spirits may be weak or even useless, but they are definitely the most adaptable because they are weapons tailor-made for them."

Ouyang Xuan's words made Joan of Arc's face darken. She was a country girl, but also a smart one. Ouyang Xuan's words had reached such an extent, how could she not hear it?

"What do you want to say?"

Joan of Arc had a gloomy face and attacked more fiercely.

"you……"

With both pistol and lightsaber, Ouyang Falcon suppressed Jeanne's ferociously dancing flag. The two wrestled to a stalemate. Ouyang Falcon stared into Jeanne's golden eyes with his black eyes and said slowly, "Are you really Jeanne?"

"So what if it's a fake? Is there any reason in this world that a fake can't beat the real thing? Even if Rome is dead, Shinra is still alive."

Zhen Arc laughed angrily, and the power in her hands kept increasing. Gradually, the stalemate turned into overwhelming Ouyang Falcon. "As long as the original is destroyed, the fake will be the only real one. As long as your power is strong enough, the fake will become the real one, and the real one can become a fake."

"What's fake or real? It's just a matter of strength."

"If it's a fake, why compare it with the real thing?"

Ouyang Xuan asked in return: "Isn't the counterfeit itself its own authentic product? Everything in the world is unique. The moment a counterfeit is born, it becomes its own authentic product. The so-called counterfeit and authentic product are just definitions given by others."

As a college student majoring in philosophy, Ouyang Xuan also wrote a short essay on counterfeits and authentic products, discussing the relationship between counterfeits and authentic products from the perspectives of sociology, economics, copyright law, and marketing. He said that a counterfeit is its own authentic product, and its only mistake is that it sells counterfeit items at the price of authentic items. There are no wrong things, only things placed in the wrong place.

Ouyang Falcon's words worked. Joan of Arc's attack rhythm paused for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed in her violent eyes. It was not known whether it was because Ouyang Falcon's words had shaken her or because Ouyang Falcon's words had touched the fragile part of her heart.

"Big brother is right. If you buy a fake, you should be aware of it. There are also aspects of a fake that are not inferior to the original!"

What! That rat!? How dare it come this close!?

The flag and the lightsaber were in a stalemate. Joan of Arc's attention and strength were all focused on the front where Ouyang Falcon was. She didn't notice Chloe appearing behind her. Chloe jumped high and swung both swords to slash at Joan of Arc. An X-shaped slash hit Joan of Arc's back solidly, breaking through the defenses of her armor and body.

The attack from behind also weakened Joan of Arc's wrestling strength, and Ouyang Jun seized the opportunity. Under the huge power output of the bull talisman, the lightsaber finally broke through Joan of Arc's flagpole, slashed Joan of Arc diagonally from the front, stabbed her twice in the back, and once in the front. She was still in a pincer attack. Most people facing such a situation would have to pay attention to it in the next life, but this was Joan of Arc, the woman who saved France and was then stabbed in the back.

The wounded Joan of Arc's combat power was reduced, but by absorbing magic power from the spiritual veins like draining the pond, she was still able to hold on under the joint attack of Chloe and Ouyang Falcon. In order to prevent Joan of Arc from recovering quickly, Chloe and Ouyang Falcon chose the method of fierce attack and quick fight in tacit understanding, attacking Joan of Arc non-stop and not giving her a chance to repair her body.

"Brother, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! As long as we're fast enough, we can kill her before she recovers! Come on, come on!"

"Is your magic power sufficient?"

Looking at the identical faces of Chloe and Illya, Ouyang Jun was shocked for a moment, but now was not the time to ask further questions.

"Not enough!"

Chloe said with a smile: "My Master is too weak. That shot just now almost drained her. I'm almost exhausted now. Big brother, you have to cheer up, and share my share as well."

"Your movements don't show any signs of your magic power diminishing."

"This is a battle technique. Attacking with the least amount of magic power. It's a must-have skill for a Heroic Spirit like me. Isn't it the same for Big Brother? Just use a small amount of magic power to maintain your sword. You don't have to constantly generate new energy. We are different from this village girl. We are much smarter."