My God is Here (Lumiernelle)
Japanese: 我が神はここにありて（リュミノジテ・エテルネッル）
Grade: A
Type: Barrier Treasure
Distance: 1~10
Maximum capture:
The flag that Joan of Arc held in her hand as a substitute for her sword. The holy flag that brought countless encouragement and excitement to the soldiers who followed the saint to fight was said to have always protected the saint who always fought on the front line.
The angel's blessing protects the area within 10 units around this flag. It can directly convert the magic resistance of the EX standard into physical defense to block the opponent's attack. It is the embodiment of the legend of waving the flag on the battlefield and winning almost without any damage.
It is worth mentioning that this protection is not infinite. The flag itself will continue to accumulate the opponent's attack damage. Once the damage exceeds the limit, the holy flag will be completely destroyed. And while the holy flag is raised, Joan of Arc will not be able to attack at all.
However, in order to save time and prevent the huge number of dragon-winged soldiers from hurting Don Starlion who was running at full speed, Joan of Arc resolutely used this treasure, even though it was a bit of a waste of talent.
Under the protection of the holy flag, all attacks of the Dragon Wing Soldiers, whether it was a charge or a tear with their sharp claws, were blocked by the invisible barrier, leaving no trace.
Soon, Joan of Arc raised the flag with the attitude of leading France to victory again and again, crushing the obstruction of the Dragon Wing Soldiers.
Yes, crushed! The dragon wing soldiers that blocked the road were turned into pieces just like the dragon tooth soldiers before.
Wait, isn't it said that while the holy flag is raised, no attack can be carried out? How did these dragon wing soldiers shatter? Could it be that they shattered themselves
That's right, you destroy yourself.
During the release of the Noble Phantasm, Jeanne does need to keep her hands raised and stand still. But her not moving does not mean that Don Starion is not moving. With a moving speed of over 150 kilometers per hour and EX-level physical defense converted from EX-level magic resistance, Jeanne is now a more terrifying mobile fortress than Siegfried.
There was no need to actively attack, just charging forward would be enough to crush all the soldiers blocking the way - this was of course also Joan of Arc's calculation. Don't forget, she was the saint who led the demoralized French army to drive out the British army and save Orleans. There was no place better for her to perform than on a large-scale battlefield.
"I will definitely find that person!"
Joan of Arc, who broke through the double blockade, had a firm expression. The sternness in her eyes made Semiramis, who was watching this scene, feel tremendous pressure.
Semiramis stared at the saint in the projection with the same firm gaze. She had never been so eager to stop someone.
"I'll never let you get here, little girl."
As the oldest poisoner, and as the Assyrian empress who usurped the throne through conspiracy, she was like her second treasure, a cup of colorful poisoned wine.
She hated women - she showed no mercy to lazy and cowardly women who were played around by men, even to gods.
She laughed at men - they always bullied women, but in fact they were just full of lust and should be played with.
That was her philosophy, her view of the world.
Looking back, it was when she was just born. Although the memory was very vague, she still clearly remembered the back of the woman who hurriedly fled to the river after abandoning her.
Her mother, Dilikit, the fish goddess, had an affair with an Assyrian man and became pregnant with a daughter, who turned out to be Semiramis.
You are my shame, she said. The child she had with a human was her shame - she made this clear. What a foolish woman... Semiramis thought later. It was you who could not resist the temptation of a man.
Her mother abandoned her, and her father was killed by her mother who was ashamed of this. However, her mother left her a unique gift. Semiramis, who inherited the blood of the gods, was naturally adapted to the river where she was abandoned. Not only that, but when the pigeons heard the baby crying, they also went to take care of her. Countless pigeons gathered around her, wrapped her up while she was shivering from the cold, and held milk from somewhere in their mouths and fed it to her.
Semiramis grew up drinking the milk of the pigeons, which protected her from the wind and rain.
Ten years later, she was found by a shepherd man. That’s how Semiramis entered the human world. However, her inner self had already been completed. The knowledge of dance and makeup that her adoptive parents taught her after that was just the weapons and techniques necessary for survival.
However, the woman in the projection, the woman named Joan of Arc, was different. Throughout her life, there was almost no negative emotion in her eyes, even though she was slandered, humiliated, cursed by thousands of people, and finally sent to the stake. This woman still did not have a trace of hatred, like a clear spring, which was the opposite of Semiramis.
It is certain that this woman is completely different from me, and someone I will never be able to understand or identify with.
She wanted to completely destroy this woman, not only physically, but also spiritually, willily, and with dreams. She wanted to see how desperate this saint would be and what kind of ending she would have after everything was shattered.
She wanted to mobilize the power of the entire courtyard and crush the woman who was incompatible with her. Unfortunately, she couldn't do that because her opponent was not only Jeanne, but also a disgusting rabid dog. Although she was reluctant to admit it, the rabid dog that was getting bigger and crazier could not be ignored.
Wait, rabid dogs
Semiramis's eyes, as beautiful as black pearls, rolled and she came up with a plan.
"Master."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Shirou, who was watching Shinji and Achilles wrestling with great interest, tilted his head and responded.
"Help me do something."
Shirou immediately became interested, patted his sword and stood up from the steps in front of the throne: "Is the situation bad and you want me to take action? Okay, okay, I'm itching to do something. Tell me, who do you want me to deal with? Black Berserker? Or Saber? Or Archer? It can't be Spartacus."
"Neither. You don't have to go anywhere. Just sit here and be at ease." Semiramis glared at her Master unhappily.
"So what do you want me to do?"
"Give Archer the order to lure the mad dog into causing trouble for Ruler."
I am the Assyrian empress whom you call a "venomous snake". Even if I don't do it myself, I still have ways to achieve my goal.
PS: After a day of hard work yesterday, all the blocked chapters of Jian Shao have been removed. Although it is not a very good work, it should at least be complete.