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Wait for the person to go away.

The aide then spoke in a deep voice.

Well, I actually guessed it, since the dragon species was just a short distance away.

"Never mind, at least we're not enemies now. Maybe we betrayed the witch?"

After all, if they were truly the witch's subordinates, there was no reason for such a powerful person to let them go.

As for Siegfried and Rosser being in cahoots? What's the point?

Nobody's that bored, right?

......

"Wife....."

As soon as Rosser spoke, Joan of Arc blushed and ran away like a rabbit.

Looking at the swaying back of his backside, Rosser shrugged.

It doesn't matter; she has successfully broken through the constraints of doctrine. For a devout nun like her, a nominal relationship is sometimes more important than physical intimacy...

As for physical intimacy? You're my wife now, need I say more?

This leisure trip was truly rewarding.

Behind.

Siegfried's eyes no longer held grief and anger, but rather a desire to perish together with his opponent.

Is this some kind of evil dragon?

This is a demon.

suddenly.

He suddenly looked up at the sky, his pupils contracting sharply—that familiar feeling…

"The Evil Dragon Fafnir?"

"My God, what level of energy reaction was that?"

Gudako, with her keenest senses, was the first to react, and was stunned by the overwhelming and violent pressure.

Is this thing even human-made?

"A colossal life form that completely transcends the concept of a Servant, entering a completely different realm... Is that the evil dragon Fafnir?"

Marian's pupils dilated.

Mozart muttered, "This is unbelievably strong. Let's run. This is beyond what a Servant can defeat."

"Not only that, but Servants are surrounding us from all four directions: east, west, south, and north."

Rosser reminded him.

"As expected, they've been silent all this time. Are they planning to wipe us out in one fell swoop?"

Mash gripped her shield tightly, somewhat nervous.

"There are at least five Servant reactions, plus the Dragon Witch, the most terrifying evil dragon... and... wow, there are at least a thousand dragons."

Rosser, sensing the rapidly approaching life form, revealed a hint of amazement.

As expected of a singularity, the sheer number of monsters is truly impressive.

"coming!"

A dark cloud rolled in from the sky, and above it, a golden-eyed girl with the same face as Joan of Arc, her body wreathed in demonic flames, laughed cruelly: "So you didn't run away after all?"

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"Shouldn't you be the one running away?"

Gudako suddenly jumped out and stood next to Siegfried, arrogantly saying, "We have an ace up our sleeve, Siegfried, the great hero of Norse mythology, are you scared?"

But Siegfried gripped the demon sword tightly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Such terrifying magical power! Is it due to the Holy Grail's enhancement? It's probably a lifelong enemy.

Looking at the girl engulfed in the raging, dark flames of vengeance, Mozart's pupils contracted: "Hey, hey, hey, not to mention Fafner, is this dragon witch's strength really that exaggerated?"

"Uh-huh--?"

Upon hearing this, Gudako was stunned for a moment, then her eyes flashed as she saw the stats and was instantly dumbfounded: "Strength A, Endurance C, Agility A, Magic A+?"

What kind of parameters are these?

Having never seen a player with all A-rank stats before, this was the first time she had ever seen such an exaggerated stat sheet.

"Siegfried only has B+ in strength, A in endurance, B in agility, and C in magic!"

moment.

Gudako shrank back inside.

We can't afford to mess with them, we really can't afford to mess with them...

Rosser's expression was strange.

To be fair, Jeanne Alter's stats are quite impressive, not inferior to Saber's.

But if Servants are ranked by strength like this, then Gilgamesh would be considered top-tier, while King Hassan would struggle to even be considered top-tier.

Just look at the control panel and forget about it; anyone who takes it seriously is a fool.

King Hassan's stats are so low, his Noble Phantasm is only C-rank, and he might not even be able to wipe out a full-scale attack. Does that prevent others from achieving conceptual kills? Can he really slice through a star-level deity with a single strike?

While Jeanne Alter has high stats and strong firepower, her combat experience... well, it's hard to describe; she's not much better than a haphazard, unpredictable fighter.

What can you do when it's just a baby who's only a few days old?

Of course, this also fully illustrates that the scale of destruction is also important, as it can directly elevate a baby to the ranks of top-tier Servants.

However, Rother didn't offer any reminders. Instead, he was more interested in appreciating another style of "Joan of Arc," and soon showed a disappointed expression.

My breasts have shrunk; they've lost their unique features.

However, her legs are great, which is a plus.

Seemingly sensing the gaze, the brutal and powerful figure glanced at Rosser, then, finding him to be a weakling, withdrew his gaze.

He completely ignored Gudako and stared intently at Jeanne d'Arc in front of him.

"The soldiers beneath my cloak deserted me, the people yearning for salvation scattered and fled, the king betrayed me, and the bishop, in the name of my faith in God, executed me..."

Holding a pure white flag that had been completely stained black, Jeanne Alter's battle dress, made of black and dark purple, outlined sharp and beautiful lines, while her half-body armor was the coldest iron gray, just like her icy will at this moment.

His dark golden eyes were fixed on Joan of Arc, burning with hatred like molten lava: "So we were wrong, our efforts to save the country were wrong and worthless."

Then let them do as they wish, correct our mistakes, and burn everything to nothingness.

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A cold, mocking smile curved her lips as she tilted her head and asked, "Isn't that right?"

"That makes sense~~"

Rosser clapped loudly.

Mashu retorted, "Mr. Rosser, the people are innocent."

Good grief, so all nobles deserve to die, huh?

Rosser was speechless.

Mashu, wake up, Mashu, you're a saint!

Does the ugliness of the adult world really affect you that much? I still prefer the process of dyeing your pure white self with my own color...

suddenly.

“Yes, Joan of Arc, since you saved this country, you naturally have the right to destroy it.”

A catser emerged from a flying dragon, its eyes bulging, dressed in a strange robe resembling that of an evil priest, dragging a book made of human skin that exuded an ominous aura.

"Is it really you... Gildre?"

Joan of Arc looked sad.

Without a doubt, if Rosser is right, then the culprit who created Jeanne Alter is Gilles de Rais, the Servant in front of us, who is also the former commander of the defeated army.

All these disasters, and the deaths of countless people, were caused by his wish.

"Oh my, it's been a long time!"

Caster, whose eyes bulged out like a ghost rather than a human, suddenly turned ferocious: "But, Saintess, Saintess's companions, why are you interfering with me?"

Suddenly, ominous dark red magic arrays burst open in an instant, and countless viscous and ferocious monsters extended from the magic arrays, attacking in unison. Tentacles and limbs shot out, layer upon layer, almost filling the sky, occupying all vision, and pressing down fiercely.

Zhi——!

“Tell me, Gilderley.”

Jeanne d'Arc's stats are just as good as Jeanne Alter's. At this moment, beneath her sun-like golden hair, her azure eyes are fixed on the scene, and a terrifying amount of magical power suddenly erupts, causing her banner to flutter wildly.

Was she really Joan of Arc?

With a single swing of the spear, surging flames of battle aura rose up like a great dragon, instantly tearing apart layers of demons and shredding the limbs of the charging monsters.

Being taken advantage of by some scoundrel god isn't all bad; at least your spirit origin gets some replenishment, and your magic power increases significantly.

"Ah... how arrogant, how unforgivable those words are..."

Caster's eyes bulged even more, and he stretched his neck and roared, "Even saints can be angry, and they can also despair!"

"Is that so? I understand."

Joan of Arc, holding the banner, took a deep breath and stared intently at him: "Is she not me, but the me you believe should seek revenge, or the me you crave revenge for? Is it a wish made to the Holy Grail, or...?"

"Shut up! Even if it's you, I will never allow you to get in her way!"

Gildre roared menacingly, summoning yet another multitude of twisted and hideous monsters.

"No need to say anything more to my dregs, Gildre."

On Black Jeanne's clean, fair face, her golden vertical pupils shrank, and her expression suddenly became ferocious, as if the pitch-black flames of purgatory had suddenly expanded and surged.

The girl gripped the sword with one arm and slashed forward.

"Just disappear, you scraps—!"

Boom!

The brutal and domineering flames roared out, tearing through the air and whipping up gusts of wind, like a volcanic roar. A jet-black pillar of flame pierced through a thousand meters and came straight through.

Putting everything else aside, just in terms of sheer effort, Jeanne Alter is truly exceptional.

Even though Mashu was holding a shield, when she slammed it into the ground to use it as a fulcrum, the enormous impact still managed to smash her and Jeanne d'Arc dozens of meters away, submerging everything within a hundred meters. The scorching heat melted the ground, and the aftershocks alone created a storm that swept across the land.

“So strong…”

Gudako, who also believed in the power of brute force, opened her mouth wide.

What's the point of fighting? Alter Jeanne could take them all down by herself, right? (She thought).

“I am not trash, no, I am not even you.”

Joan of Arc vaguely confirmed something, her gaze gradually hardening. Her martial arts skills, honed by countless battles, were returning, and even though her stats were inferior, she was not afraid at this moment.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's take a look at those dragons."

Jeanne Alter waved her long arm, her golden eyes burning with a hatred that could incinerate everything: "Do you think you can stop me?"

moment.

An unbelievably vast and terrifying magical power surged forth from the black queen-like body like a tsunami, instantly engulfing and encompassing everything like a flood.

The surging, ominous magic even rose a thousand meters, rushing into the sea of ​​clouds.

The A+ level magic power erupted in full force at this moment, bringing a suffocating suppressive power.

Even more terrifying, countless dark clouds, obscuring the sky, surrounded the entire world from all directions.