Model Moon World's Fgo System

Both attack and defense are top-notch.

If she is facing other Servants, she must be able to break out a good record.

It's a pity that she faced La Er.

Looking at Marda who was driving his dragon towards him, La Er laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, since it is the highest dragon species..."

He didn't hide his voice at all, let alone his Noble Phantasm.

"AbulhoolSphinx—"

The same low voice, the same Noble Phantasm of the Summoning category.But obviously, it can be seen from the pure expressiveness that this is not a level thing at all.

Ra'er summoned the sphinx, a legendary monster that was also praised in ancient Greece and Babylonia, surpassing demon beasts and phantom beasts, and a mythical beast equal to the dragon species.

Any of them are enough to fight against powerful heroic spirits, and they can continue to fight even if their heads are shattered, with excellent battle endurance.

Even in terms of attack, it has a breath equivalent to the level of light cannon bombing.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is.

Marda's dragon is only one, and La Er's side...

The sphinx with skin like a starry sky appeared next to him one after another.

With the largest one lying behind him, sphinxes of different shapes arranged their formations directly beside him.

From the very beginning of this battle, La Er hadn't moved even half a step.

He waved his scepter with one hand, and the small army of sphinxes launched their own attack on Marda who was charging as if they had received an order.

- quite methodical.

Those who should have breathed in the distance breathed out, and those who were very confident in their melee abilities spread their wings and attacked from both the air and the ground at the same time.

Pressing Tarasque's head with one hand, Marda waved a huge cross with the other hand, and an excited smile appeared on her face.

"Originally, I was going to deal with it at will, but such a powerful enemy - it's really easy to get excited!"

She stepped on Tarasque's huge head with one foot, and the whole person flew over.

And Tarasque opened his mouth in the face of the sphinx's breath and attack.

With the condensation of wind and heat, the flame was also ejected by it, and it collided with the breath directly in the air.

At this time, Marda was waving a huge cross, and quickly fell from mid-air towards La Er's position, smashing it down.

For the threat that was about to come to his head, La Er did not panic.Didn't even look inside.

The rune like a wheel lit up above Marda's head, and the pure white light enveloped her body like an angel's embrace, and then...

The intense high temperature began to condense, and endless light and heat fell on her in less than a blink of an eye.

The earth cracked and the heat melted deep below the surface.

As the blue dust gradually lit up, even Tarasque disappeared with Marda.

After simply ending the battle, La Er also turned around, walked to the side of the three black dogs, and nodded to Chu Fan.

Chu Fan laughed and put his eyes on the last battlefield, which was full of surprises from the very beginning.

——There is the battlefield between Joan of Arc and Black Joan of Arc.

PS: The next chapter, eleven o'clock in the evening, which is twenty-three o'clock.

Chapter 0186 The Saint of the Red Lotus

If most of the battles of the other Heroic Spirits were of the kind that were not compatible or were stronger than their opponents, the battle on Jeanne's side could be called a close match.

Perhaps before Chu Fan did not give Joan of Arc the Holy Grail, the contest between the two sides could still have a difference between winners and losers.But after Joan of Arc won the Holy Grail, it was completely evenly matched with Black Joan of Arc.

White and black flags collided in mid-air, one side was white and gold representing faith, and the other was very pale black and white.

The flag is a weapon that is a guiding light on the battlefield.

It is not a weapon that everyone can play with, and what kind of situation it will have in the face of such a weapon naturally does not belong to Joan of Arc's memory.

However, Joan of Arc has no such memory, and neither does Black Joan of Arc.

Under the transfer of metal, two heroic spirits with little difference in martial arts collided.

But it's obvious.

Black Joan of Arc is obviously more aggressive, and Joan of Arc takes preventing the establishment of the opponent's attack as her main task.

As the collision took place for a long time, the two also increased their strength and separated directly in mid-air.

"Growl! My Fury (LaGrondementDuHaine)—!!"

Black Joan of Arc put the flag in his hand on the ground, and pulled out his black one-handed sword from his waist with one hand.

Infinite flames ripped apart the silent night sky, and there were more spirals of flames on the ground.

The furious flames carry an unparalleled coverage area, and they really patted it like an ocean.