"Hoo ho ho"
The sound of the flying dragon waving its wings up and down echoed rhythmically in the sky above Orleans, as if there were strong winds blowing continuously.
Hundreds of dragons surrounded the square where the castle was located in groups, letting out waves of suppressed roars, as if they were ready to rush down at any time and bite their prey into pieces, with a deadly look in their eyes. Fierce light.
However, at this moment, these bipedal flying dragons abnormally rushed forward without seeing their prey. Instead, they only surrounded the French troops below who were preparing to rush into the castle.
Because now they are not leaderless, there is a real master who is commanding them and controlling them.
"hehe…"
Some evil laughter came from the back of a wyvern.
The person who made the sound was a girl who was no more than twenty years old.
The girl was dressed like a priestess, with armor on her wrists and abdomen. She also had an iron hairband on her head. She held a flag in her hand and let the flag flutter in the wind. It looked like A shrewd and capable female general.
However, whether it is priest-like attire, refined armor, headbands or flags, they are all dark in color, with one end tied behind the back. It looks like short hair, with only one long braid hanging down. The colors are an ominous pale white, bringing a permeating feeling.
As for the flag in the girl's hand, it has the same ominous dragon pattern.
Pitch black.
turbid.
Pale.
evil.
This is the first impression the girl in front of you can give.
The girl standing on the dragon's back is exactly what others call her, a "Dragon Witch" to the fullest.
Now, this witch is leading hundreds of flying dragon legions to completely surround the French army below.
Looking at this evil witch, every soldier in the French army trembled at their lips and turned pale.
Even Jill's eyes fluctuated, as if she was intoxicated, and then she cried out in sadness.
"Joan of Arc!"
Jill called the other party by such a name.
But…
"Is she Joan of Arc?"
Luo Zhen was riding on the back of the wolf, comforting the grinning demon wolf beneath him while feeling a strong sense of disbelief in his heart.
Not to mention Luo Zhen, even Ma Xiu didn't want to believe it.
"Liar..." Mashu held up his shield and stood in front of Luo Zhen. While on guard, he stared at the witch in the sky, biting his lip and whispered: "How could such an evil aura be possible..."
How could it be that noble and flawless saint
This is what Ma Xiu wants to say, and this is what Luo Zhen wants to express.
However…
"Saint?"
The person who expressed ridicule and contempt for this term was none other than Joan of Arc herself.
"Don't ever put that kind of stupid and ridiculous title on me." The witch laughed sarcastically: "Otherwise, I will burn you all with this cursed flag in my hand. "
As she spoke, the witch waved the black flag in her hand.
"Bang!"
The red lotus flames burned like the karmic fire of hell.
Luo Zhen had already activated his "Sky Eye" skill and clearly detected all this.
"Get out of the way!"
Luo Zhen spoke loudly to Ma Xiu.
"…!?"
Almost relying on his trust in Luo Zhen, Matthew carried out his instructions without hesitation and jumped away from the ground.
"Bang!"
With this leap, the karma fire of hell passed by Mashu's position and fell on a soldier next to him.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
The screams were like the wail of a ghost, resounding throughout the square.
The soldier touched by the karmic fire of hell burned instantly, leaving no ashes behind, and disappeared without a trace amid such a shrill scream.
"this…!?"
After witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Ma Xiu's complexion also turned a little pale.
If he had not avoided it, let alone the question of whether he would have been injured, at least the soldier would not have...!
"Concentrate! Matthew!"
When Matthew's mood was affected, Roman's voice reached his ears urgently.
"That's not your fault! Pay attention to the enemy in front of you first! Otherwise Luo Zhen will be in danger!"
Roman's reminder made Ma Xiu climb out of the abyss of self-blame. He bit his lip tightly, held up his shield, and continued to guard Luo Zhen.
The French army was already in chaos.
"Damn witch...!"
"How dare you...!?"
"hateful…!"
"It's in vain that we believed in you so much before!"
Each soldier felt fearful and angry at the same time, and cursed loudly at the witch on the dragon's back.
But not only did this not make the other party feel unhappy, it actually made him look satisfied.
"Yes, this is the attitude you should show."
The witch sneered on the dragon's back.
"curse."
"cast aside."
"Accusation."
"resentment."
"That's all you're going to throw at me before the fire gets to me."
The witch opened her eyes and shouted loudly, as if turning her dark emotions into power.
"Since you have given me this, then put away your pity and sympathy and continue to vent it to me like before!"
The former saint declared like this.
"Because, I will also turn all of these into the flames of hell, burn you all, and completely destroy this decadent country together!"
After saying this, the witch raised the evil flag in her hand.
"My servants!"
"Start hunting!"
"Eat all the rats that dare to invade your nest!"
Thus, the Dragon Legion responded to the operator's call.
"Hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho!"
An unprecedented and astonishing roar exploded from the mouths of the two-legged flying dragons, setting off waves of air that went straight into the sky.
The next second, a bipedal flying dragon swooped down, bringing up a heavy airflow and pounced on the soldiers below.
"Attack!"
Gil gave the same order.
Unfortunately, in the face of the staggering number of flying dragon legions, although the soldiers reluctantly organized a resistance, they no longer had the same morale as before.
The one-sided hunting took place in this square.
Faced with all this, even Luo Zhen was powerless.
There is only one thing Luo Zhen can do.
That is…
"Defeat the !"
Luo Zhen's voice turned into substantial power, and together with abundant magic power, was injected into Ma Xiu's body.
Ma Xiu immediately understood what Luo was really thinking about.
Facing hundreds of flying dragons, this side has no chance of winning.
Unless the witch controlling the dragons is defeated.
"pound!"
Mashu immediately crushed the floor under his feet, lifted into the air like a rocket, and rushed towards the witch.
"snort!"
In response, the witch just snorted coldly, without even raising the flag, as if she didn't even bother to fight Mashu.
There is no other reason.
Someone will take over Matthew's attack.
"call out!"
When a sharp sound broke through the air, arrows like a whirlwind shot out from a distance and stabbed into Mashu's head mercilessly.