Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

"Speaking of which, can this gun be considered a holy relic?" Mo Li, who was far away from Jeanne Alter and the others, looked at the red tasseled spear in his hand.

This kind of weapon can only be considered a weapon that was used temporarily at most, and should not be considered a holy relic.

But the goal has been achieved. Without Li Shuwen, Mo Li doesn't think that the heroic spirits that appeared in the original work can still threaten Fujimaru Ritsuka and others.

Moreover, the servants who were supposed to cause trouble for Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others were unable to go to the new city because of Mo Li, so Siegfried's recovery went smoothly.

Although they had a fight with Qingji and Elizabeth, it was not a big deal because they won anyway.

However, the entire French territory is now full of monsters, and they soon encountered a group of wyverns. Fortunately, because there was no interference from the berserk servants, the whole process was relatively smooth and Mary did not need to be sacrificed.

This is also one of the reasons why Mo Li had to choose this time to go to Jeanne Alter.

As the first real singularity battlefield after Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu left the novice village and the burning Fuyuki City, Mo Li believed that he had done his utmost to help.

First, he tied up the archers and cavalrymen, and then after the two of them regained enough rationality, they took the initiative to fight to the death and died in battle. He also killed Li Shuwen, who appeared here to replace Sang Song.

To be honest, the difficulty has been reduced a lot. Also, my mere existence is a strategic deterrent. Joan of Arc Alter must consider my existence when she takes action.

If Fujimaru Ritsuka still can't pass the level and needs his help, then Mo Li doesn't know what to say.

"Just let me fish for a while in this world." Mo Li made a decision.

So, Fujimaru Ritsuka and his companions overcame all obstacles along the way, but they rarely saw Mo Li again.

By the time of the decisive battle, Jeanne Alter had made preparations, and even her own Marshal Gil had returned with a large army of monsters.

In a barren plain surrounded by mountains.

"Hello, the remnants of Jeanne." Jeanne Alter greeted her 'past self' with a smile.

Jeanne immediately retorted, "No, I'm not a scumbag. Besides, I'm not you at all, Dragon Witch."

Jeanne Alter looked at her helplessly: "You are obviously me, right? What nonsense are you talking about?"

How could she not be Jeanne d'Arc? Was this former self of hers mentally ill? Yet, Jeanne d'Arc Alter vaguely felt that perhaps things were not quite as she had imagined.

Jeanne looked at Jeanne Alter and said, "You're not listening to anything I say now, are you? Wait until this battle is over, and I'll say whatever I want to say!"

She expected that Jeanne Alter wouldn't listen. After all, it's difficult for a fake person who thinks he's a real person to realize that he's fake.

Seeing her former self say this, Jeanne Alter also became angry: "Stop talking nonsense! Look at this dragon! Look at all these dragons!"

Fafnir roared, and hundreds of wyverns surrounded him, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

Jeanne Alter roared, "Now our country has become a dragon's lair! The dragon will devour everything and turn France into a barren wasteland!"

Looking at the land that had betrayed her, Jeanne Alter sighed, "Then this world will end, and then this world will collapse. All that will remain is the endless slaughter between dragons, endless war, and endless predation."

"This is the real Hundred Years' War, the Hundred Years' War of the Evil Dragon!" Joan of Arc Alter declared loudly. She brought hope to this land, but the final betrayal was unbearable for her.

However, at this time, the gathered French army also began their attack. Fafnir was too large a target and immediately attracted a large amount of artillery fire.

Fafnir screamed in pain from the explosion, and dozens of wyverns were also affected and killed, causing them to scatter.

This change immediately attracted the attention of Jeanne Alter, who was lost in her vengeance. She looked over with disgust, but when she saw it clearly, her expression turned harsh and disgusted: "What!"

The two Joans simultaneously looked towards where the artillery fire was coming from.

Joan of Arc was surprised that the other party appeared here: "Jill!"

Marshal Gilles, dressed in white armor, ordered the French artillerymen: "Fire! Whether France can be defended depends on this! Full fire! Do not stop, do not hold back a single shell!"

The only weapons France has now that can pose a fatal threat to those flying dragons are cannons, which are also their powerful weapons of resistance.

Marshal Gil looked at the wyverns, no longer gathered in dense formations, at the powerful figures who bravely stood before the enemy: "Do not fear! Do not lament, do not retreat! All of our clans, this is the time to fight to the death!"

Marshal Gilles's gaze was fixed on Joan of Arc's holy and glorious figure. "I say again! Never fear, for the Saint is with us!"

"Gill..." Joan of Arc looked at Marshal Gil with surprise and joy. He led his team here to support them in the decisive battle. She didn't expect that the other party could appear here in time.

Seeing her surviving friend finally standing against her, Jeanne Alter said with disdain, "Hmph... Such unwavering conviction! How disgusting, Fafnir! Burn this Saint, this army, and this country to ashes!"

The evil dragon Fafnir received the order, let out a dragon roar and prepared to take action, but Siegfried, who was intact, stood up and looked at it.

Feeling that gaze, Fafnir felt like he was about to freeze.

Siegfried looked up at the evil dragon Fafnir and smiled. "Ha, I never thought I'd see you a third time. But perhaps in other times and other worlds, we'll be connected in different ways!"

Seeing the man she was supposed to kill but failed to do so, Jeanne Alter said in frustration, "Siegfried!"

She originally had the chance to kill Siegfried, but she gave up because she had too many things to consider. If it were only her past self, she might not have given up. But whether it was King Arthur or Siegfried, their treasures posed a great threat to Fafnir. In addition, there was Mo Li lurking in the dark, so she had no choice but to give up at the time to avoid exposing her flaws and being caught and killed by the main force.

Facts have proved that her decision at that time was correct. Mo Li fought them all alone, killed Li Shuwen, and then retreated calmly. If this guy had joined the battle at that time, Joan of Arc Alter didn't dare to imagine the scene. Perhaps all the heroes she sent out at that time would have died there.

Perhaps some servants can pull the opponent back quickly and pull the opponent back onto the dragon's back to avoid death in battle, but as long as the opponent is embarrassed and launches a sneak attack, at least two people will die, and the opponent can also fly, the situation is quite serious.