Guda-kun is a heroic spirit [Comprehensive]

Joan of Arc [Alter] completely transferred the right to use the treasure to him, and with the help of Merlin, the petrification of the dragon was also lifted.

The Heroic Spirit born from the wish of Gilles de Rais is Joan of Arc who came for revenge.Born with the power of the dragon species, he can command the dragons as he likes, and the dragon summoned by Maria can just be driven by him.

The dragon hovered high above, waiting for the leader's order.A huge figure was projected on the field, and the commanders who still kept their minds couldn't help trembling under their feet.

After all, it is a legendary creature, and it cannot be defeated by a mortal body at will.

"Chief referee, do you want to take back the knights?" A commander asked cautiously, he was too nervous to breathe.One side is the absolute suppression of the dragon species, and the other is the mysterious young man who is unpredictable. He hesitated for a long time and chose the latter.

With a muffled "dong", the young man withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and took off the blood-stained gloves and threw them away.

After the remaining commanders caught a glimpse of the headless corpse, they all shrank and didn't dare to say a word, for fear that they would die too.

"It's just some knights. You can use magic to create as many as you want." The chief referee's gentle voice came, but the content was indifferent, "In order to recover that thing, these sacrifices are necessary."

Under the threat of death, the commanders bit the bullet and went into battle, and the knights moved.

They were of different heights, but walked with the same span of steps, making some of them look twisted like monsters.

Fujimaru Tachika's eyes have completely turned pale gold, which is the affirmation given to him by the heroic spirit, just like Arthur untied his restraint back then.

The giant dragon passed over his head and quietly entered the battlefield along the direction of the cross sword.

The expanded dragon wings are broad and hard, like a pair of scissors, cutting off the enemy facing him.The original green grass was immediately covered with layers of blood, and finally black soil was poured, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

The young man clenched the hilt of his sword tightly. Merlin has already said that even if those people get out of control, they will not return to their original appearance. In other words, apart from death, there is probably no better destination.

The giant dragon swooped down again, and Fujimaru Tateka jumped onto its claws. The violent wind brought up the cloak and danced, and the rolled up small stones left a light red mark on his face, which looked like some kind of tribal totem .

"Chief referee!" The commander couldn't help shouting after seeing the shadow of the enemy falling from the sky.

What collided with St. Catherine's sword was a mithril sword with many crooked characters on it, and the magic power from the other end could be vaguely felt.

Fujimaru Tachika stepped on his sword and jumped up, the flag in the other hand stabbed straight at the referee's shoulder.

But the young man was obviously rich in experience, and he was not inferior to him in terms of strength - he simply blocked the sharp edge at the top of the flag with the hilt of his sword!

The young man's face changed slightly, he quickly turned over and landed, pulling out a safe distance.

The two stood facing each other in a similar posture. The commanders discovered the subtle connection between the two, but they dared not speak too much because of the chilling atmosphere.

"Long time no see." The masked young man laughed, "Ten years? Or 20 years? You're back again, do you want me to send you back to hell again?"

He didn't understand what the other party was talking about, so he frowned and asked, "We know each other?"

The two pairs of identical eyes looked at each other, and the teenager thought he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The chief referee's exposed eyes widened slightly, and he showed a distorted smile as if he knew something ridiculous, and then sarcastically said in an unbelievable tone: "I didn't expect you to come up with such a way to deal with me, Cope with the pain you've been through, but have always been too naive."

What Fujimaru Tachika can confirm is that he has been here before, and Helga's words also confirm this point.

"Come on, let's die here again." The young man said with a smile.

The dragon in the air let out a long roar, and the sprayed dragon's breath was gathered on the cross sword, mixed with the karmic fire of the avenger, and every time it intersected, it could melt a part of the Mithril sword.

It works!

He flicked his five fingers, and under the guidance of the flag, Joan of Arc [Alter] enhanced the skills of magic power and raised the power in his body to a new height.

Fujimaru Tachika smoothly used the cross sword on his right hand, and cut at the opponent's waist at a tricky angle, and the young man moved his body to avoid the sharp blade.

He took a deep breath, and the magic power rushed out and gathered on the treasure!

"Roar, my wrath!"

The pitch-black spear sprang up from the ground, it must penetrate the enemy's body, and the karmic fire entrenched on it, inflicting inescapable pain on the enemy.

That's how it should be.

However, Fujimaru Tatsuka's blow with contemptuous momentum and conviction missed.

All the flames and all the magic power disappeared completely!

"!" With a sense of crisis rushing towards him, Fujimaru Tatsuka subconsciously wanted to withdraw.

But the chief referee took a step faster, grabbed his throat with his hand, and lifted him up, "Where did you hide the Holy Grail, Fujimaru Tachika."

"What... Holy, cough..."

Holy Grail, what do you mean?

The suffocation in his lungs surged up, constantly impacting his nerves, making him unable to think about the deep meaning carried in the young man's words.

"Stay away from him!"

Following Weaver's angry shout, the swords and spears and other weapons in the air were as dense as a cow's hair. Under her order, they all fell towards the position of the chief referee, only subtly avoiding the boy.

But those crude weapons were either shot down by the opponent, or blocked by those reformed knights.

Taking advantage of the young man's harassment to Shinshen, the witch quickly snatched Fujimaru Tachika back.

The young man lay on the broom, covered his throat and coughed for a long time. There were dark pinch marks on his white neck. He reminded hoarsely, "Be careful, that person can nullify the magic power."

"Ah? What kind of monsters are coming out these days, what are you planning to do?" Weaver said with a headache, but still controlled the broom to fly higher.

"Miss Weaver, please send me down."

"Hey, if you fight with that kind of monster, you will die without a whole body! Go back and talk to..."

Fujimaru Tachika smiled helplessly, "I know there is no chance of winning if this continues, but at least I can buy time for others to leave."

"All of you are so motivated that I can't justify not doing something."

Weaver bit the back of his hand hard, and then released a levitating magic for him.The woman's face became more determined than before, she let go of the broom, and drew mysterious talismans in the air with both hands.

"Bachin, the demon god galloping on a fancy horse, listen to the voice of the witch Weaver!"

Blood dripped down her forehead, arms, neck, etc. Weaver didn't have the power of Maria, and it would take a huge price to use such a spell beyond her own level.

"Wait! I can still..."

The magic circle of the six-pointed star lit up at the feet of Fujimaru Tatsuka, and he fell into it.

The witch showed her usual gossip smile, "Don't interrupt me at this time, remember to tell Maria that she owes me a favor."

A sense of dizziness similar to the transfer of spirit particles followed, and when he woke up, two wizards were guarding him.

"Thanks Merlin! You finally woke up!" Godric patted himself on the heart exaggeratedly.

"This is...?" Fujimaru Tateka said, her voice rough and unpleasant.

Helga brought him water to drink and explained the situation.Weaver's self-sacrificing magic teleported everyone to an unknown place. Although it was risky, it succeeded perfectly.

When Maria heard that he was awake, she immediately put down what she was doing and rushed over. She kept her head down, fighting in the forest, she lost her best friend Weaver, and the black witch who accompanied the boy disappeared.

Probably... the same as Weaver.

She still remembered the figure standing in front of her, and the witch's haughty voice.

"what happened to you?"

Maria hurriedly hid the tears in her eyes, "Ah, no...it's okay, are you feeling okay? Is there any pain?"

"I am fine."

The conversation couldn't go on anymore, both of them were silent, not knowing how to comfort each other.

During the day when he was asleep, a new camp had been established, and the surviving women comforted each other and managed for survival.

This was originally a vibrant scene, but Fujimaru Tachika couldn't relax at all.

The witch's last smile kept replaying in his mind, which made him feel a little tired. After Helga examined him, he recommended him to go to the nearby stream to clean himself.

The boy went with flamboyant steps, followed by the flower magician, who naturally replaced the road sign.

On the way, he randomly asked a question: "Where is Joan [Alter]? Why didn't you see her?"

Merlin replied, "Didn't you confirm your condition?"

Fujimaru Tatsuka just checked himself, and soon he had the urge to hit the wall, which turned out to be the worst situation.

His treasure was sealed.

What the hell is going on with that person?

Being able to use magic, avoid his treasure, and even seal the treasure, is this really something that humans can do?

The silent stream meanders in the forest, clear enough to see the smoothed pebbles at the bottom, Fujimaru Tateka squatting by the stream and scooping up water with his hands, the water surface clearly reflects his appearance.

Suddenly, the boy's cleaning action stopped, Lan Tong stared blankly at the water surface, and he even repeated the action of wiping his face several times.

After covering most of his face with his hands, he finally remembered the familiar feeling when facing the referee.

Isn't that face his own?

Fujimaru Tachika felt that his fingertips were getting cold, and his blood was almost frozen by the chill. After a long while, he asked, "Merlin, that person has the same content as the Fuyuki Great Grail, right?"

"Yes."

"What the hell are they?"

Holding his wand, the expression on his face was obscured by the hood, and he said in a half-truthful tone, "It's a beast."

The author has something to say: Silly boy, because you don't have an invincible penetration.It took a few people to fight the Fuyuki Great Grail, and now it is impossible to fight the chief referee without an auxiliary skill.

The demon Bachin, one of Solomon's 72 pillars, has the ability to teleport.