Comprehensive Type of Moon Crown Master

The structure of this fortress is extremely strange. In principle, it can be said that it is completely opposite to human cognition. At first glance, it is an unprecedented spatial structure and dimension.

The surrounding stones seem to be convex, but at a second glance, you will feel that they are actually concave, and the twisted and unpredictable edges and corners of the stones seem to hide a sinister threat and anxiety, just a short look. For a moment, it is enough to produce a strong sense of disgust and dizziness.

"Nima, the city of Lalaye, the old ruler of the evil god Cthulhu!"

Su Mo slapped his forehead fiercely, scolding Bluebeard thousands of times in his heart.

"The plot in FGO Bluebeard and Black Joan faced the attack of Fujimaru Rika and a group of heroic spirits, and they summoned Hei Wudu, how did they become the evil god Cthulhu when they came to me?"

"Director, did you get the wrong script? The evil god Cthulhu was summoned in the fourth battle, right? Why did you throw it to the singularity!"

Su Mo continued to cover his forehead with a hopeless expression on his face.

If Uncle B is a tricky person for him, then Cthulhu has reached an invincible level, right? (Note: This is the projection of the evil god Cthulhu, but because of the Holy Grail as the source of magic, it is much stronger than in the four battles. In addition, Bluebeard can't deliver the Cthulhu body at one time.)

".ˇOooooooooo!!"

Before the people were shocked, the strange fortress appeared for a while, and there was another movement.

Although Cthulhu, who was sleeping in the city of Lalaye, has not yet awakened, the deep-sea family members it carries, the sea demons, are like a tide, densely packed, like an army of ants, rushing towards the direction of everyone!

Su Mo looked at the countless sea monsters coming from afar with a complicated expression. Their screams resounded through the sky, and when they moved, the entire earth shook violently.

"Oh my God... with this amount, I have no chance of winning!"

"Just kidding, not to mention the number, do these terrifying creatures want me to fight them?"

"If you can't win, this is death, definitely death, I don't want to stay here and be eaten by them!!!"

Anxiety and panic spread in Marshal Gil's army. Looking at the sea devils covered with tentacles and sharp teeth, the soldiers' faces were full of fear. (money is good)

It's not their fault, after all, no one wants to fight with such a biological or mentally terrifying monster, let alone there are so many?

"Quiet quiet!"

Marshal Gil shouted, and the panicked voice was immediately suppressed, and the soldiers' eyes were all focused on him.

"We have the Saintess by our side, please believe me, the Saintess will definitely lead us to victory!"

"Holy... Holy Maiden!"

"Lord Jeanne..."

Hesitation and suspicion still lingered in the hearts of the soldiers. Although Joan of Arc solved the siege of Orleans at first, and then led the French army to hit the British army many times, this time is different from the past. These are countless sea monsters. How to win with just over a thousand people?

It's like, in the face of absolute power and quantity, no matter how elusive the ingenuity is as ridiculous as child's play. .

Chapter [-] The Holy Maiden

"Everyone, I know you are very upset."

With the flag gun in hand, Joan of Arc stepped forward to the chaotic soldiers.

"It's normal to be afraid in the face of so many monsters. It's not a shameful act. It's just, if we retreat here, what will France do?"

Looking around at the soldiers, Joan of Arc shouted to the soldiers.

The soldiers were stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"Everyone present, we are all French soldiers. We have all fought for France, but this is a matter of course, isn't it? Because we are soldiers, it is our sacred duty to protect France and protect the civilians from being violated." .

"If we retreat here, who will protect France and the commoners?"

Glancing over the soldiers again, Joan of Arc raised the flag gun in her hand, the flag with the French royal coat of arms on it fluttered in the wind, she raised her voice again and shouted.

"Everyone, you are soldiers, the most heroic soldiers in France, please look up at this French flag."

"Now is the time when the country needs you, and the time to shed blood for the country has come. Please remember that death in battle is not terrible, but the terrible shame of being a soldier throws away his honor and flees."

"So soldiers, please lift your chest, and I hereby assure you that the people of France will remember your sacrifices!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!!"

At the end of the speech, the French army of more than a thousand people was completely ignited by Joan of Arc's words.

"My lord is here!"

Taking advantage of this atmosphere, Joan of Arc activated her Noble Phantasm. In an instant, the wounds of the soldiers who were wounded on the battlefield healed gradually under the holy light from the banner!

Looking at the saint who was wrapped in holy light, Marshal Silver filled with tears of excitement. He came to Joan of Arc and knelt down on one knee, offering the most solemn knightly etiquette to the saint.

"Joan of Arc...is the real Joan of Arc, it's great to see you again"

It was obviously a touching meeting between comrades-in-arms, but Jill's expression at this time was full of guilt, and tears kept rolling down his big eyes like a dam burst.

"Jill, you are suddenly like this... what's the matter?"

Joan of Arc was instantly stunned by Jill's actions, and squatted down to help him up, but found that no matter how hard he tried (bgfc), he couldn't get up (bgfc).

"Joan of Arc, when you were framed by the royal family and nobles, I clearly had the ability to save you... Even if they didn't listen to my words, as a marshal, I had military power and could threaten them with force and let you go."

"But...I-I am afraid of my failure, being deprived of military power and title and being executed, watching you being accused of being a witch, being sent to the stake and being brutally burnt to death, and being indifferent until the beginning, such a cowardly I... I'm not your comrade-in-arms at all!!!!"

Marshal Gil cried out loudly, and then hit the ground with his head desperately like he was going crazy.

Everyone present, including Joan of Arc, was also shocked by the marshal's speech, and looked at the silver marshal with incredible eyes.

It wasn't until Jill's head hit his head that the blood was broken, and Joan of Arc reacted to stop his self-mutilation.