"I want to see how many times you can resist."
Shirou narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Joan of Arc who was resisting silently.
Then, dozens of sky thunders fell one after another!
Boom boom boom————!!!
Even Joan of Arc couldn't help but feel horrified by this.
Her anti-magic power is very strong, so she can avoid any damage from magic or even big magic, but Thunder's words are not a problem.
But she could easily change the weather and drive wind, rain, thunder and lightning. This power was like a god, which shocked her a little.
"It’s useless, I am the Ruler, and my Noble Phantasm, Luminosite Eternelle, will protect me from any harm."
"Yeah……?"There was a hint of joking smile on Shirou's lips.
The moment she noticed that expression, Jeanne had a bad premonition in her heart.
But at this moment, thunder gathered, and the sky that was originally just covered with dark clouds turned into a black vortex.
The moment the light suddenly appeared and illuminated the world, thousands of thunder and lightning gathered together, turning into a large-scale thunder and thundering down!
Swish————!
The furious thunder fell from the top of the girl's head and hit her body. The strong light of the thunder and lightning stung Jeanne's eyes, and the strong paralysis made her twitch uncontrollably. The girl couldn't help but cry out in pain.
"Uh-huh!"
Although she did not suffer any substantial damage, the lightning strikes from these two powers still caused Joan of Arc incredible trouble.
"This...this is impossible……!"
Although Joan of Arc still held her Holy Spear high and reached the barrier Noble Phantasm of A, My Lord is Here (Luminosite Eternelle), making her Noble Phantasm unable to be injured until it was completely destroyed, the thunder that just fell still made her feel Unbelievable.
The damage would accumulate, and she would not suffer any substantial damage until her Noble Phantasm was completely destroyed, but the tingling and numbness definitely made her feel a little panicked.
It's like having a damage-free plug-in turned on, but being attacked by others has imposed a bunch of negative BUFFs.
Even if it doesn’t hurt at all, you still feel aggrieved and unhappy
"Is this the power of the Wind God?"
The sound of thunder gradually disappeared, and Joan took a few steps back vigilantly, exiting the collapsed road.
Standing there, it was like a target.
Joan glanced at the Noble Phantasm in her hand, My Lord is Here (Luminosite Eternelle) ), the white smoke is steaming from the tip of the gun, and the gun body has many signs of wear.
This is a reminder that the Noble Phantasm has been consumed.
This indicates that after at most one or two more lightning strikes, her hand This precious phantom will disappear completely.
Jeanne couldn't help but feel anxious in her heart.
"It is true that there is also part of the power of the wind god, but what just happened was Zeus's lightning strike."
Shirou said leisurely
"Maybe it would be more appropriate to call her Mekar, but compared to the god-king of the Mediterranean and the wind god from the south, the rural saint lady should know more about Greek mythology, right? It's normal that you didn't recognize it immediately."
The red-haired man who maintained a comfortable attitude from beginning to end, his indifferent tone made Jeanne frown slightly.
Haven't you used your full strength so far...
The real battle has not yet begun, and your treasure Lord Gu has been consumed by one-third here (Luminosite Eternelle), which is not a good thing.
If he does not use the last trick, he may lose... Joan of Arc realizes this
"I don’t know much about the pagan myths you mentioned. I have only been taught by the Lord." Jeanne shook her head gently and said
"host? If that kind of guy existed, why were you burned at the stake? Shirou asked with raised eyebrows.
"The people you protected and the army you led, no one stood up at that time. They watched you being tied to the stake, watching the executioner light the torch, watching you being engulfed and scorched by the flames. From the beginning to the end, there was no one. To prevent such an endgame, even so, do you still think that the so-called"Lord" you talk about really exists?"
Regarding Shirou's somewhat aggressive question, Jeanne answered very firmly.
"Yes."(To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Joan of Arc raised her spear, and the sacred flag of iris was blown by the wind.
"Hatred will only breed more hatred, and evil will only bring distortion and killing. I will not resent anyone, that is my destiny."
The breeze blew the girl's blond hair, and the heavy rain had been driven away by Shirou, but scattered fine raindrops still slapped her face. Her expression did not seem to be shaken at all. Maybe
Joan of Arc is just a village girl who understands the Bible but is illiterate. Perhaps she was just a girl under twenty years old in history, but her noble heart was beyond the reach of most people.[]
Therefore, people hate and are jealous, and vent their purest evil toward kind people without any reservation.
At this time, the red-haired man smiled.
The saint saw that the man's smile was filled with many emotions, including joking, regret, anger, excitement... extremely complicated.
"Interesting...you are worthy of being a saint, Joan of Arc!"
Those words were obviously words of praise, but to Jeanne's ears, they sounded like mockery.
"Humph, you can't even think of changing my will! Joan of Arc said coldly.
No matter how noble her personality is, the saint will be angry if her faith is belittled in this way.
Joan of Arc put down the holy spear in her hand and drew out the sword.
This one was given as a gift at St. Catherine's Church The silver sword looked very beautiful under the moonlight, elegant and dangerous.
Then, Joan of Arc cut her palm with this sword, not caring about the blood seeping out, and then knelt down devoutly, put her hands together, and She closed her eyes and made a praying posture.
If someone who didn't understand the power of her last Noble Phantasm saw her overly beautiful posture, they would think that this was a sign of surrender or martyrdom.
But in fact, it was not.
At this moment She is about to activate the most powerful Noble Phantasm, the Red Lotus Saint (LaPucelle)!
"The heavens are the glory of the Lord, the sky is the work of God’s hand"
"......Language is conveyed during the day, knowledge is conveyed at night"
"Can neither talk nor speak, and cannot even hear sounds
"The warm light spreads all over the earth, extending to the end of the world
"Climb up from the end of the sky, all the way around to the end of the sky
"My end is here, my destiny is here, my life is here
"My life is equal to nothingness, like a shadow wandering around
"My bow cannot be relied upon, nor my sword can save me
"With the only thing left, I hope to guard his footsteps......
"……Lord, this body will be at your disposal——"
As Joan of Arc recited the incantation piously, a miracle happened. It was undoubtedly the ultimate magic work equal to magic..
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