Shinji Matou At Your Service

Chapter 515: The same face in action

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The appearance of the strange fish is very similar to that of the tough fish, but its body is many times larger. It is a follower of the fish god Dilikit, and is a divine fish that only Semiramis can summon.

Its movements are very agile, and even when it is not in the air, it still has the agility and strength to rival that of a Servant. It has a mouth big enough to swallow a person, and its teeth flashing with cold light and its strong jaws are more terrifying than ordinary swords.

At this moment, it was opening its mouth wide, trying to bite the girl in front of it into two pieces.

If it were an ordinary Servant, the Divine Fish might have succeeded in its sneak attack. But Jeanne is not an ordinary Servant, she is a ruler, a saint who can hear the "revelation" of God. Before the Divine Fish appeared, she had already foreseen the danger and was ready to dodge and counterattack.

When the divine fish approached, so close that she could smell the stench from its teeth, Joan of Arc turned around instantly and lashed the body of the divine fish with her three-meter-long holy flag, leaving a long, thrilling scar on the "divine fish scales" which were known for their durability. At the same time, it also blew the ferocious beast away, knocking down many of the carefully decorated flowers and trees in the garden.

Joan of Arc easily defused the sneak attack of the divine fish, snorted softly, and the iris flag fluttered in the wind.

However, this dashing and heroic figure was extremely annoying to Semiramis, who was hiding somewhere unknown.

"I thought the saint in the legend was some noble and holy being, but now it seems she is just a rude country girl."

In the face of Semiramis's sharp sarcasm, Joan of Arc remained unmoved and simply responded indifferently.

"You are right. I am just a country girl from Domremy-la-Pucelle. I have never been a saint."

Joan of Arc was a saint after her death, as she was burned at the stake as a heretic. Joan herself never considered herself a saint. Apart from her military service, she was just a country girl that could be found everywhere in France.

Seeing that Joan of Arc was not ashamed but proud of it, Semiramis's disgust became even stronger.

"Then you will just continue to roll in the mud with this ugly piranha."

As soon as he finished speaking, the magical fish, which had been gliding on the ground for a while, flicked its tail, suddenly bounced up from the ground, and rushed over like a hunter in the water.

Although she was a follower of the fish god, Dilikit was not a kind god. Would a kind god kill her lover and then abandon her daughter after her affair with a human was exposed? Her followers were naturally not good people either.

It was called a divine fish, but it was actually a ferocious beast. The wounds left by Joan of Arc not only did not scare it, but instead aroused its ferocity, making its already ugly and ferocious appearance even more terrifying.

In Semiramis's eyes, this was the monster that best matched Joan of Arc, a country girl.

Once again, the divine fish was knocked away, its skin torn and blood dripping, but Joan of Arc was not happy at all. She had already understood Semiramis's tactics. If she couldn't win in close combat and magic couldn't break through the absolute direct damage to the magic power, then she would take a roundabout strategy - summoning.

Summoning magic itself does not affect Jeanne, and will not be hindered by anti-magic power. The summoned monsters are real and will not be hindered by anti-magic power. As long as the monsters are strong enough, it is not impossible to defeat them.

Of course, it is impossible to do it with just one magical fish, but what if there are more? And what if we can summon even more powerful monsters

Although she had not received any further revelations, Joan of Arc had already sensed the approaching danger.

You have to know that this is a super-large temple built in the Age of Gods, no, it is the most advanced architecture in the entire human history. It is impossible that it is not guarded by powerful mythical beasts, fantasy beasts, and demonic beasts.

No, we can't drag it on like this, we must break through here as soon as possible - we can only use the Command Spell.

Yes, the Command Seals. Although Semiramis said that even if she used the Command Seals, her Master would counteract them with Command Seals, there was a sequence after all. As long as there was a short gap, she would be able to break through here.

Having made her decision, Joan of Arc no longer hesitated, and a red light flowed from her back covered by her armor.

"In the name of the ruler, I order—"

"Not good!" Semiramis, who was hiding in the dark, looked unhappy. "Master, hurry—"

At this critical moment measured in seconds, a strange magical force swept across the entire sky garden.

This magic power is so huge that no one can compare to it except Spartacus with eight arms and legs. This magic power is so evil that even the demigod who suppressed an era and the savior goddess with firm faith did not dare to fear it.

Along with the huge amount of magic power, something was "born". It was something that made it impossible for people to care about the Holy Grail War, and it could even be said to be a deadly existence.

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Three figures, two tall and one short, walked side by side through a pile of ruins.

"It's really exaggerated." Lion Jie Jie Li exclaimed while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Yes, yes, if he was hit directly, he would have been dead." Mordred crossed his arms and nodded vigorously.

The Knight King Artoria said nothing and silently examined the situation around him.

Because of Spartacus's self-explosion, her battle with Mordred was forced to be interrupted. After witnessing the crazy and wanton light of destruction and a series of incidents such as "Garden Riding on the Face" and "Brahma Washing the Earth", the father and son, both of whom have excellent leadership, decided to cease fighting at the same time to find out what happened and what impact it would have on the war situation.

In this way, the group chased the Sky Garden all the way forward, completely forgetting the ruthless fight that was going on not long ago, allowing Shizijie to once again confirm the fact that the two were father and son (mother and daughter).

The air was filled with an unpleasant smell of burning, and all you could see was the dark earth and red lava. Looking at this scene alone, who would believe that this was the plains of Romania, rather than a crater in the Alps

"But who did it? That dangerous woman?"

Shishi Jie raised his head and fixed his eyes on the aerial garden that was almost integrated with the city of Mirenia. The black masters except Shinji thought that it was the Noble Phantasm of the Red Caster, but Shishi Jie didn't think so. He knew the existence of Semiramis and conducted a detailed investigation, and he knew very well that this was the Noble Phantasm of the Red Assassin.

"No, that woman's magic shouldn't be like this." Mordred shook his head, "It should be darker and deeper, like the Queen Mother - don't you think so, Father?"

Altria did not answer, but whispered a single word: "Sun."

"The sun?" Mordred and Lionel looked at each other, not understanding what Altria was talking about.

Just as Artoria was about to explain, she saw a sphere emitting golden light rising from the castle.

"That's the Greater Holy Grail!!!"

"But how?"

"Did that woman do it?"

The three people who felt powerless changed their expressions at the same time. Artoria reacted the fastest and rushed forward.

"Wait for me—"

Mordred also wanted to rush forward, but after running two steps, he realized that he was not fighting alone, so he turned around and said.

"—Master, what should we do next?"

"Don't you already have the answer?" Shizijie took a deep puff of his cigarette and then put it out.

"Hmph. If we do nothing at this time, we will be regarded as outsiders."

"That's right, let's go, Saber."

"Got it, Master. So, are you good at flying?"

"I'm just not very good at it. I don't want to do this, but it seems I have to rely on you."

Seeing the bitterness on Lion's face, Mordred smiled maliciously, and it was time for her inherent skill "Magic Release" to show off its power.