"Chang!"
It was the sound of steel and steel colliding with each other.
The sound turned into a shocking wind and waves, like turbulent waves, shaking away in all directions.
Inside, a graceful figure suddenly flashed out of it.
Surprisingly, it is Joan of Arc.
However, at this moment, Joan's outfit changed drastically.
The original ordinary clothes were turned into the clothing of the priesthood, and light armor was equipped on all parts of the outside.
What he held in his hand was a banner.
The flag is rolled on a long steel handle, and the top is inlaid with sharp spikes, like a spear-like flag.
Holding such a flag, Jeanne screamed forward while she got out of the blast of wind at an astonishing speed.
"Stop! Lancer from the red side...!"
However, the other party obviously wouldn't listen to Joan.
"Shit..."
In the faint sound of breaking through the air, Garna, holding a huge steel gun, rushed from the front.
That rush was almost like a galloping chariot, covered with a raging fire, turned into a fire wheel, and attacked Jeanne of Arc.
In the next moment, Garna pierced the sharp gun in his hand with an expression of emotionlessness.
That thorn, instantly pierced the space, separated the airflow, like a flash of aurora, even the popping sound can't catch up.
Such a shooting is enough to call it a magical skill.
Of course, the person who slaps such a blow can only have one purpose.
That is to actually kill the opponent.
"...!"
Joan couldn't help gritting her teeth, ignoring other things, and quickly set up the weapon in her hand.
"Ding!"
In the crisp sound, the desperate stab that went straight to Joan's throat fell heavily on the flagpole, igniting a burst of sparks, and constantly producing violent friction.
The sharp shooting, just like this, continued to oppress.
Joan can only hold up his weapon, stalemate with Garner, and speak to the hero in front of him.
"Why shot me? What good is that for you?"
Although Joan is also a follower, she has neither a master nor a stand. The reason she was summoned was only to preside over the order of the Holy Grail War and maintain the progress of the Holy Grail War.
The position of Joan is the referee.
Of course, the referee will not participate in the game, but has the right to ban offenders.
There is no doubt that there is no benefit to such an existence.
At least, no matter what kind of sports, you have never heard of a game where you can benefit from the referee's shot, right
"This is the final warning."
Joan made a declaration to Garner, who was constantly exerting strength in the bursting Mars.
"If you don't stop, I will execute the privilege of being a Ruler and let you withdraw from the Holy Grail War."
This is not just a word of mouth.
Joan indeed has such a decision-making power.
This decision right has been transformed into one of Joan's abilities, which can be clearly used.
Once used, the hero whose real name is Garna can only leave the game, and even the red camp will be questioned by Jeanne, and it will be difficult for him to make any progress in the next Holy Grail battle.
pity…
"Such words are useless to me, Ruler."
Garner looked directly at Joan and spoke lightly.
"I have no need for the Holy Grail. I am here just to fulfill the master's order. Since the master asked me to kill you, no matter the reason, I will not stop."
The seemingly inhuman words made Joan lose her words directly.
But Joan still heard what Garner meant.
In any case, Garna only came to execute the command of the master.
No matter how outrageous and irrational this order is, Garner will not consider the reason for it, and will only carry it out in earnest.
"If you want to use your privileges as Ruler, you can do it anytime."
Garna's face remained the same, he just said a word.
"It's just that, before then, I will definitely liberate my treasure and kill you."
As soon as the voice fell, Garna's gun hand suddenly shook.
"clang!"
In the loud clashing sound, Jeanne was shaken aside again, and withdrew several steps.
"..."
Joan maintained a blocking posture, silently looking at Garner.
"Om..."
Garna gently raised the sharp spear in his hand, allowing the magic power that turned into a raging fire to be attached to it, squandering an astonishing high temperature, distorting the surrounding light.
Looking at Garner like this, Joan couldn't help sighing.
"Can't you compromise anyway?"
Joan made the final confession.
"It's useless to say more."
Garner, with an unquestionable attitude, once again assumed an offensive posture.
Joan knew that it would be useless to say more.
"no solution anymore… "
Joan's expression gradually became calm.
However, Joan did not have the privilege of using Ruler.
After all, those privileges also have a limit on the number of times they can be used. If possible, it is better to keep them as much as possible.
In this situation…
"Choosing such an excellent body to rely on, I have to say, it is really a thankful decision."
When Joan said such words, her atmosphere completely changed.
"Boom!"
It was the sound of stepping on the ground.
I saw that Joan stepped on the ground under her feet suddenly, with a very calm expression, turned into a mirage-like phantom in the turbulent strong wind, and rushed forward violently.
The speed is amazing.
"!"
Garna's complexion condensed, and without hesitation he picked up the sharp spear in his hand, turned it, and slammed forward suddenly.
The tip of the gun cut through the atmosphere.
The flame evaporated the turbulence.
A flash of fiery red, passing like a meteor.
"what… !"
What greeted us was only the voice of the saint.
"Chang!"
With the speed of the holy flag, Garna's Meteor Sting was easily bounced off.
In the next second, the holy flag in Joan's hand is like a howling wind wheel, with a flexible and changeable trajectory, continuously attacking Garner.
Seeing the howling wind wheel hit him, Garna retreated suddenly, and the sharp gun in his hand also set off waves of fire, facing the incoming attack.
"Qiangqiangqiangqiang!"
The crisp clashing sound was constantly aroused, so that the dazzling sparks and strong impact could not help but burst out.
As if she planned to completely overthrow her disadvantages before, Joan changed her defensive position, holding the holy flag in her hand like a violent wind, and constantly raised it towards Garna, launching a fierce attack.
On the contrary, Garna changed his previous offensive and completely reduced to the defensive side. The flaming gun was actually bounced off by the holy flag from howling, and danced up and down in the waves of fire and sparks. , Suddenly, it was completely suppressed.
This made Garna couldn't help but change his eyes.
Who knows, in this instant, there has been a change in Joan's body.
"Zheng!"
That is brilliant starlight.
Like shards of sparks, a dense starlight emerged from Joan of Arc.
Under the cover of the starlight, Joan of Arc's holy banner suddenly waved extremely.
"call!"
Amidst the astonishing whistling sound, the holy flag that suddenly accelerated came suddenly.
Garner, too late to react.
"Boom!"
With the muffled sound, the whole person was knocked out.