The entire space fell into a chaotic battle.
The largest battle was the battle between the Nine-Tailed Fox and the three top-notch heroic spirits.
The damage caused by the huge Nine-tailed Fox and the three top-level heroic spirits was huge, and most of Arashiyama was within its attack range.
The confrontation between magic and noble phantoms began at this moment.
For a moment, the nine-tailed fox was evenly matched with these three.
This is of course not that the Kyuubi is stronger than the three of them.
You must know that the goal of Emiya and the others is not to kill her, but to restore her consciousness.
On the other hand, the Kyuubi has no regard for herself due to the manipulation of her consciousness.
The body was just emitting energy wantonly, and it became a stalemate for a while.
"Tch, you can't hit me.
It's too troublesome.
Hey, guy over there, don't you have a lot of Noble Phantasms?
Quickly take out something and tie it up.
Will it be ready soon?"
Feeling a little aggrieved, Mordred said impatiently to Emiya.
At the same time, the lightning on his body erupted again, and he missed the sweeping tail of the nine tails.
It was a torture for her to fight this kind of battle patiently.
"Shirou, come together."
Artoria didn't look too anxious, she turned back to Emiya and said "Um."
Emiya nodded.
In the previous fight, he had almost figured out the Kyuubi's fighting style.
"Mordred, divert her attention and leave the rest to us."
"I know so say it quickly" Mordred snorted dissatisfiedly, and red lightning filled his body again.
It turned into a red flash of light and flashed in front of Kyuubi.
Kyuubi's attention was immediately attracted, and the huge head turned around.
At this moment, the two of them were ready to complete their moves.
"Strikeair" "The emerald green horizon opens up thousands of mountains igaia" The swift and violent storm hit Kyuubi's body, disrupting her balance, and then, a huge sword blade fell from the sky.
Of course, the purpose of Emiya's move was not to hurt her, but to make her lose her fighting ability.
Therefore, the attack part was not the blade but the back of the sword.
The huge force crushed her body in an instant.
Her huge body Just fell down.
Seizing this opportunity, silver chains came out of the projection, completely restraining Kyuubi's body.
"That'll do."
When the battlefield on the Emiya side was almost in progress, the battlefields everywhere were almost over.
"Shoot a hundred neives" After Hercules fought with Hercules for several rounds in an extremely desperate situation, he pulled out his sword and beat Hercules unconscious.
"If it's just this level, you're still far away from inheriting my name."
Hercules shook his head, but did not kill him.
Then, he turned his eyes to the other side, the magician who had just been performing magic attacks on him.
"Shoot a hundred neives" The two consecutive shots of the Noble Phantasm fully demonstrated Hercules' Noble Phantasm martial arts.
Faust, who is proficient in all kinds of magic, wants to block this move.
In an instant, there were densely packed spells in front of him, including elves, fallen angels, angels, demons and even Nordic ones.
His magic power is indeed strong, but he is still a little weak against Noble Phantasm-level moves.
What's more, Hercules didn't let go of this move.
The nine dragon-shaped lasers broke through many magical defenses with overwhelming force, causing huge smoke and dust.
The smoke cleared, and the unconscious Faust appeared in Hercules' eyes.
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"Impossible, I don't believe it.
How can Joan of Arc not be a hero?
It's impossible.
You, a woman from another world, even if you have the same name, you are not the Lord Joan of Arc that I admire."
At this moment, the girl Jeanne d'Arc has completely given up her defense and created one holy sword after another, not counting them by the number, but in groups.
Her Noble Phantasm Holy Sword Creation can be said to be the complete opposite of Yuto, and can be used to create various versions of the Holy Sword.
Of course, this is not as good as Durandal.
Unlike her aggressive state, the heroic spirit Joan of Arc still looked calm and unhurried.
Apart from using the flagpole in his hand to interrupt or defend all attacks, there was no action, not even an attack.
"Maybe, I am indeed not the Joan of Arc in this world, but does that kind of thing matter?
The experiences I have and the stories that are told by future generations are the same.
You just admire her because of her name, but you don't I don’t know what mistake she committed.”
Jeanne showed a peaceful face and said to the girl Jeanne.
"At the beginning, I joined the army only because the war had spread to my village and my family was also threatened.
It was precisely because of this that I walked from the rural village to the army, put on men's clothes, and used my company to I feel uncomfortable with the revelation, to help them fight and to keep my family safe."
The white flag kept waving, and the attacks from the holy sword on the opposite side continued like a torrential rain, but had no effect at all.
"At that time, we all thought that the British were executioners, and I fought with this mentality.
But in the end, what did I become?
My hands were stained with the blood of the British.
In their eyes, I was also the executioner.
Executioner, this is my sin, so I won’t care even if I am burned at the stake, because that is probably my atonement.”
"How is that possible?
Joan of Arc is a saint who fought for the people and a hero of the French people.
She should be respected by people instead of feeling sorry for herself like you."
No matter what the heroic spirit Jeanne d'Arc said, the young maiden Jeanne d'Arc could no longer listen.
She gathered all her power into her artifact, and then launched her own unique skill.
"Take the move, stakevictidragoon" Behind her, the holy swords were stacked together with amazing momentum, gradually forming some kind of huge object.
It was a giant dragon formed by countless holy swords.
"You inexplicable slanderer of Joan of Arc, just go to hell."
"As expected, it's not possible.
Don't you understand?
The reason why I'm fighting until now is just for a certain girl who is attracted by the name of the saint."
The heroic spirit Jeanne d'Arc sighed and stopped her defense.
"The so-called saint is just a title imposed on me by future generations.
My only wish at that time was that my village could be exempted from taxes, that's all."
"However, since you are so obsessed with the title of Saint, let me see what the so-called Saint carries."
With that said, Joan of Arc handed the holy flag to her left hand, and suddenly pulled out the sword from her waist with her right hand.
Immediately afterwards, her hands clenched the sword blade, and blood flowed out.
Joan of Arc knelt on the ground piously and prayed in her mouth.
“The heavens are the glory of the Lord, and the sky is the work of God’s hand.
Language is conveyed during the day, knowledge is conveyed at night He could neither talk nor speak, and he could not even hear a sound.
The warm light spreads all over the earth and extends to the end of the world.
Climb up from the end of the sky and go all the way around to the end of the sky.
My end is here, my destiny is here, my life is here.
My life is equal to nothingness, like a shadow wandering around.
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My bow cannot rely on me, nor can my sword save me.
With the only thing left, I hope to guard his footsteps Lord, I entrust this body to you After despair there must be hope.”
"Red Lotus Saint ucee" In an instant, red fire lotuses bloomed around the two of them.
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