Master of Marvel World

? Tristan is also the heroic state of the true body at this time.

After all, he directly replaced Altria from another world to respond to the Holy Grail call, rather than cloned into the Holy Grail War from the Hall of Valor.

So purely from the perspective of attributes, he still has the power to fight the Knight King.

however--

"Tristan, Wu Mi." Alice Phil squeezed her dress tightly with her palm, "A battle that must be lost...There is no need to start,"

She was not distrustful of Tristan.

But if you start fighting, you really don't see the slightest chance of winning.

The opponent himself is the master with extraordinary power, and besides Altria behind him, he also followed another servant who undoubtedly exudes amazing magic power.

Even if Kirishu came back, it would be difficult to create a miracle.

"This is the best way." A rope appeared in Shen He's hand, binding Jiu Wu Wu tightly, "Jan of Arc, look at Alice Phil's physical condition."

"Jan of Arc..." Alice Phil was surprised, covering her lips, "Could it be that famous girl, a Catholic saint?"

"Do you even know me?" Joan herself was taken aback, but then smiled with excitement and embarrassment, "Oh, this is really, I am not a super famous hero."

"..."

Shen He looked at her with dumbfounding eyes and patted her back distressedly.

This is the first time that Joan of Arc has met someone who recognizes her just by hearing her name.

Although he is a legendary religious figure whose tragic end result has also led to the widespread spread of artistic creations, in terms of worldwide popularity, he is still not as good as a typical French character like Napoleon. Even a school tyrant like Tony was only aware of her after checking the information.

"Why?" Alice Phil smiled, "I think as long as I understand the war that lasted for a hundred years, I won't be ignorant of Miss Joan's deeds."

Indeed, the turning point in the Hundred Years' War between Britain and France began when Jeanne was awarded the title of "War Commander" by France.

Alice Phil looked at the smiling lady in front of her, and she was a little relieved.

The heroic spirit with the title of "saint" appears as a follower, and its meaning is different from that of an ordinary follower. At least, it will not be an evil and brutal generation.

"Let me help you see your physical condition first."

Jeanne suddenly became very fond of this beautiful woman who knew her name. She gently raised her wrist and closed her eyes.

But after a while, her face changed.

"You did such a thing!" Joan held Alice Phil with her fingers clasped, with sincere emotion in her eyes, "It must be uncomfortable."

"If you want to say uncomfortable things...I'm used to it." Alice Phil smiled slightly, "I was originally a human being created for the Holy Grail War."

"Why..." Joan still finds it difficult to accept, "Although you have undergone a magic transformation, you are clearly a human being, and you... even have children of your own."

It's just a simple test, it's not difficult to see that Alice Phil has ever had a pregnancy and childbirth.

So for Joan, this kind of thing done to her can undoubtedly be called a bad deed.

"Okay." Shen He intervened, "Jan of Arc, the Holy Grail War was originally such a thing. Everyone killed each other for their own wishes. In the end, only one person can win. This kind of war is expected to be full of love and harmony. Tolerance cannot be achieved."

"..." Joan was silent.

Although it has long been known, humans sometimes do unacceptable things.

But every time she witnessed evil, it still made her feel sad.

"So, what is wrong with Mrs. Wei Gong's body?" Altria couldn't help asking.

Before encountering Shen He, Altria always believed that the Holy Grail was the treasure of the heroic spirits, and it contained all the hopes and wishes of the heroic spirits.

"In her body, the magic of absorbing the souls of the servants has been portrayed since childhood." Joan explained briefly, "and with the progress of the Holy Grail War, Alice Phil absorbed more and more souls of the servants, so The load caused will also become greater...she will gradually lose her function as a human being and will eventually become the Holy Grail...but this method is only to create a shortcut to the root cause."

"...It turned out to be like this." It was the first time Altria knew what the so-called Holy Grail was.

Shen He was silent.

Because of what Joan said, he actually knew it a long time ago.

This kind of Holy Grail manifested by humanoids is not actually a great Holy Grail used to summon followers and establish the Holy Grail war system.

It is just a moment when the follower returns to the Hall of Valor, opening up a "hole" connecting the root cause, and this is the most fundamental and original purpose of the Holy Grail War-to achieve the magicians' pursuit of reaching the root cause.

As for the almighty machine of wishes in the propaganda...

Connecting to the root itself means that you will get almost endless magic power from the root, and it also represents "omnipotent".

Shen He vaguely remembered that the original personality of the flesh body of the two rituals, the root type, was that because of this, he was bored with everything in the outside world and chose to sleep deeply.

But what is the point of this so-called "omnipotence"...

Shen He didn't pay attention to this when he understood the worldview of Xingyue in the past, after all, he was not a moon cook.

He just likes paper people.

Forget it, it doesn't make sense to care about these, after all, there is no way to go back and kidnap the original author.

"Jan of Arc." Shen He gathered his thoughts, "It only takes the souls of five servants to summon the Holy Grail to appear. With Alice Phil's body, can it last until that time?"

"If I was by my side at that time, there would be no problem." Jeanne gave a definite reply.

"I understand." Shen He nodded gently.

After removing Jin Shining and Tristan, there are exactly five servants left.

That being said, the next thing to do is to solve these five followers one by one.

Several followers must be arranged to protect Alice Phil.

Shen He silently summoned in his heart, Yifangtong, Misaka Mikoto Alter, Violet, and Hubby appeared in front of him.

Suddenly so many people appeared, and Alice Phil was taken aback.

Then I learned that they were all from the Chaldean side, but...they were all just children.

"Hubby." Shen He pulled Hubby to his side and pointed to Alice Phil, "From now on, you will stay by her side to protect her safety."

"Protection? Does it mean that the target person is not harmed?" Hubby's handicraft-like eyes looked at Shen He, "Hubby has never performed such a task."

"It's okay..." Shen He flicked Hubby's slightly dull forehead, "Whatever you think is protection, do it well."

Hubby raised his hand and touched his forehead, then turned his gaze to look at Alice Phil.

Then he moved and walked in front of her, staring straight at her like this.

"This is..." Alice Phil was at a loss at first.

But then she looked at the exposed mechanical part of Hubby's body, wondering if she had misunderstood something, her eyes were suddenly filled with kindness.

Shen He arranged the tasks of several others.

It can be expected that several fierce battles will erupt today.

And just as Shen He was about to leave, he suddenly felt a furry feeling in his heart, which made him frown.

The first time may be an illusion, but not necessarily the second time.

"Master——!"

Joan of Arc, who was giving Alice Phil a further physical examination, suddenly raised her head, her face full of surprise as if she wanted to say something.

But Altria interrupted her, "A follower is standing outside the door."

The silver-white battle armor had already surfaced on the knight king, and the wind was flowing around the invisible sword.

In this situation, it can be said that any follower is an enemy.

"Go and see." Shen He stood up.

Everyone, including the protected Alice Phil, followed him towards the door.

It was a man in a large robe with blood-colored lines.

There are a lot of luxurious precious metal decorations on the clothes, but compared with these, the more impressive thing is the man's flexible eyes. In all fairness, this person's not ugly appearance is completely destroyed by these eyes and turned into a This can be called a strange impression.

Caster, French Grand Marshal, Gil de Ray.

Also because those big eyes were said to be poked out by Joan, Shen He only recognized the person in front of him at a glance.

"Haha, hahaha!"

After Shen He and others appeared, they appeared in front of the man with some crazy joy and joy, even those big sudden eyes were filled with tears of joy, he laughed happily, and then knelt down on one knee respectfully On the ground, for a time, the robe like a magician showed a trace of generals on his body.

"No language can express my joy. Your Royal Highness, I have been looking forward to your resurrection and looking forward to seeing you again."

"..."

Everyone turned their attention to Joan.

Here, she is the only one who can be called His Royal Highness Saintess.

"Jill..."

Joan took a few steps forward, walked out of the crowd, and walked alongside Shen He.

Then, a long spear with a banner and a battle armor appeared behind her.

"Answer me." The spear pointed at the man in front of him with the sound of the spear. Jeanne's eyes did not have the gentleness of being a saint in the past, instead of the cold warfare, "Are you still the Jill I know?"

"...Ah! I have always been your loyal servant! Jeanne!"

The voice of crying and angry roared from Jill's mouth. He stared at the tip of the gun flashing with cold light in front of him with an expression of disbelief, beating his chest inadequately, and his originally joyful face seemed to become hysterical in a dramatic moment. Crazy.

"No..." Joan looked at Jill with a deliberately indifferent look, and could no longer suppress the pity in his heart. "You are not Jill anymore."

"How come." Jill knelt on both knees, rubbing close to the tip of Joan's gun, stretched out his hands as if begging, and screamed, "Are you going to abandon me? Are you going to abandon your loyal servant? Me? I have given everything, and even placed hope on the devil, just to be able to see your glory again, to be able to get your guidance again, why--! Jeanne!"

A disgusting breath, as if seeing a dirty sewer, swept everyone.

The Jill in front of him, even the boiling magic power, was full of evil tendencies.

Shen He raised his hand and motioned to the others not to make a move.

This is an agreement between him and Joan.

"It's too late, Jill." Joan's lips squirmed slightly. "What has happened cannot be changed. Everyone needs to bear the sins they have done."

"Oh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) ! Even if you encounter such a dirty betrayal, you still believe in God's fool, and you are still willing to abandon me and your companion for God!?"

"I will not abandon my companions for the Lord..." Jeanne had no hesitation in the hand holding the spear. She looked at Jill in front of her sadly, "You abandoned yourself for me."

"..."

All the sounds at the scene stopped abruptly.

Tears were still flowing in Jill's eyes, but he was no longer wailing.

Even the face that was distorted by the pain gradually returned to calm.

"Yes, Joan! I have already lost myself." Jill looked at Joan in front of me obsessively. "I am lost in your holiness, but why do you devoutly worship a cruel god? God is just a despicable one. Little man, it plays with your holiness recklessly, but ignores me who insults it and defiles it—I want to save you from the **** of God! Jeanne!"

With the shouts that were filled with desire at the end, Jill prostrated on the ground and stood up tall.

The brutal smell of blood emerged from him.

This is a kind of blood that is different from the generals, and it is not the overlord. It is like a murderer who kills lives and plays with blood to feed and enjoy.

And accompanied by his actions.

One by one, children came out of hidden alleys, shadows of streets, and roads that no one noticed.

"This is the gift I prepared for you, Saintess." Gil spread his hands as if showing off, "I will prove to you the shamelessness of God. If God is really as shining as you believe in, what will he do? Save these sad, small, pure children."

At the moment when the figure fell, his figure dissipated like a black mist.

And each of the children stretched out their hands one after another, and walked towards Joan staggeringly.

With an expression of pain, and moaning like weeping.

"My Lord Saint."

"Lord Angel."

"Please help us, please, it's so uncomfortable..."

puff--!

The sound of the bubbles bursting, just like the opposite **** in the movie, the tentacles tore the body, swallowed the flesh and blood, and squirmed the ugly body.

"Master!"

Altria couldn't help shouting.

She bit her lip tightly~www.NovelMTL.com~ As a knight, she couldn't sit back and watch such a meaningless killing appear in front of her.

"It's... late." Shen He shook his head gently.

He could clearly perceive that the children in front of him were already walking corpses, monsters draped in a child's shell.

And their painful appearance and the voice of prayer were nothing more than Jill's manipulation, so that Joan of Arc, the saint, could feel the cruelty of God and the pain of powerlessness.

but--

Joan, who was watching all this, did not show the slightest sway, sympathy, or pity on her face.

"--Is it the point where you can't move on without knocking you down? Jill."

The expression of Joan, who murmured alone, was like a blade of determination, a will like steel, she was a believer in the main, but she wore a stomach and brought weapons, and rushed to the battlefield to make her hands full of blood. Determination.