I Am a Heroic Spirit

Nitocris gritted her teeth and trembled all over, the breath of death emanating from her almost uncontrollable body.

Osmandis endured the discomfort in his body and activated the monitoring system of the Grand Complex Temple of Glory.

A large screen appeared in the air above the temple, and the image on the screen was the space between the second and third rows of temples.

A gate that is one hundred meters wide and one hundred meters high slowly rises from the ground. The gate is a dim color, and as the gate appears, it reflects a dim light.

There were pale pictures carved on the gate, showing old people, children, men, women, the sea, and the abyss. Men, women, old and young climbed out of the sea and the abyss, knelt down towards the sky, and then fell into a sea of ​​fire. The hideousness, fear, despair, anger, and resentment on their faces, all the emotions were carved vividly, and a large amount of negative energy poured out from the gate.

Nitocris couldn't hold on any longer after watching for five seconds, and subconsciously avoided the door on the screen. Professor X and Magneto only lasted five or six seconds before being affected by the carvings on the door. If they hadn't glanced away in time, their sanity would have dropped to zero.

The gate moved, and a grayish-white light shone out from between the two doors.

As the door was pushed open from the inside, the grayish-white light became stronger and stronger. The originally dim colors were covered by the grayish-white light, and nothing could be seen clearly on the screen.

Everyone's faces were filled with confusion and even a bit of panic.

However, Osmandis looked as if he knew everything, with a grin full of fighting spirit and hostility on his face. He already knew what was behind the door.

Orleans, France.

The fortress walls have long been built, and the battle between the army and the monsters is still going on.

Countless wyverns flew in from high in the sky, covering the sky. Black shadows extended towards the fortress, and a scene of dark clouds pressing down on the city, as if it was about to be destroyed, unfolded in Orleans.

Inside Orleans, surrounded by fortress walls, the chants and dragon roars never stopped.

"Ha—take this!"

Astolfo rode his Hippogriff and swooped down towards Fafner, the lance tucked under his arm flashing a cold golden light.

Fafner directly blew out a breath of dragon towards Astolfo, and the unbearable heat burned the ground red.

"Boost!"

Astolfo faced the rush of the dragon's breath without any intention of retreating. He pulled the reins hard, and the Hippogriff sped up a bit. Just before approaching the dragon's breath, it immediately deviated from its target and passed by the dragon's breath in less than half a second.

The momentary heat did not have any effect on Astolfo. Astolfo, who was in good condition, rode the Hippogriff to Farna's abdomen. It took only three seconds from the beginning to the end until the golden spear in his hand pierced Farna.

The creature pierced by the tip of the golden spear had no other fate but to fall down. After losing the ability to fly, Fafnir's legs also lost their function, and she fell forward and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Astolfo stabbed Fafner's abdomen several times with the golden spear, but it only left a few white marks and did not even pierce the skin.

Astolfo curled his lips, retracted the golden spear, and shouted outside: "Come and help me, I have subdued it."

There are flaws everywhere. She has lost the ability to fly and her legs and claws cannot move. In Fafna's situation, even someone who has never experienced combat can seize this good opportunity.

The first person to seize this opportunity and rush to the scene was Samson from the Assassin class. Before Astolfo finished speaking, Samson appeared next to Farna's neck.

“Death is the hope for tomorrow (La Mort Espoir)!”

The Noble Phantasm that could kill with one strike was released by Sanson. A guillotine consisting of an iron upright frame and a blade hanging from the top with a rope appeared on Farna's head. Five or six black giant hands as big as tables appeared out of thin air and pressed down Farna's head.

"Roar!!!"

The crisis that was enough to deprive her of her life penetrated deeply into her heart. Fafna howled in fear and flapped her dragon wings hard to break free, but the power of her struggle was not enough to resist the coercive force of the treasure if she only had dragon wings.

The huge black blade finally fell. Under the influence of gravity, the huge blade fell very quickly. In just a moment, Fafna's head was cut in half by the huge blade and separated from her body into two parts.

Fafna's dragon wings were still flapping, as if her body had not yet realized that death had come.

"How's it going? Can you sleep now?"

Samson jumped away from Fafner's side, shook off the blood on the sword, and said lightly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Fafna's dragon wings drooped weakly, and her body gradually turned into a bright point of light, emitting light in the night.

Seeing that his tactics had come to a perfect end, Astolfo tasted the sweetness. He looked around and set his next target on the fire dragon. This was because the poisonous dragon was emitting poisonous gas all over its body. If one was weak, he might not be able to stab the poisonous dragon even if he got close to it.

Astolfo repeated his old trick and rode the Hippogriff towards the fire dragon again. The high speed of the mount and the high resistance to magic made it impossible for the fire dragon's breath to affect Astolfo.

However, dragons have always been different from other monsters, and their intelligence is no worse than that of humans. The fire dragon had long noticed how Fafner died, so it naturally would not watch Astolfo approach it.

The fire dragon focused all its attention on Astolfo and withstood Dion's attacks. However, Dion's rapier attack ability was not very strong, especially against the behemoth. The C-level mind also made it impossible for the fire dragon to intercept Dion's attacks, so there was no difference from before.

Just as Astolfo passed through a wall of fire and dived into the dragon's breath, the fire dragon burst out with great strength and swung a claw behind the dragon's breath, and Astolfo flew out of the dragon's breath.

With a "bang", Astolfo and the Hippogriff he was riding were blown away by the fire dragon.

However, because the fire dragon's predictive ability was not strong, the fan hit Astolfo at its claw wrist, resulting in Astolfo's injury not being serious.

As a price, Dion pierced the key part of the fire dragon's right wing, making it impossible for the fire dragon to exert much strength on the right wing.

However, Astolfo, who was buried in the ruins, did not make any movement and only uttered a word after a long time.

"I'm sorry, I really am weak..."

A dull sound was heard, and Astolfo crawled on the ruins motionlessly as if paralyzed.

Dion was slow to move, and if Samson had not acted in time and blocked the fire dragon's claws with his sword, he would have been knocked away by the fire dragon.

Samson was forced to retreat repeatedly by the fire dragon's strange power. Fortunately, Dion reacted in time. With a flash of silver light, three sword flowers appeared, cutting off the dragon flesh on the fire dragon's claws. Samson saw the opportunity and chopped down with a sword, cutting off the fire dragon's claws at the root.

There is a saying that the ten fingers are connected to the heart. This statement is true for most creatures, including the fire dragon. The severe pain caused the fire dragon to go crazy.

"Roar!!"

Accompanied by a loud roar, overwhelming flames rushed towards Samson and Dion. The fire dragon behind also ran forward two steps, then leaped up with all its strength and smashed down towards Samson and Dion.

"Don't even think about slacking off! Hurry up! Do you think I can't tell you're slacking off?"

Samson and Dion were both very fast. Seeing the fire dragon going crazy, they immediately turned around and ran. Dion even shouted at Astolfo in anger.

What a stupid teammate, he slacks off without considering the situation.

Dion cursed in her heart. It was the first time she met such a disappointing teammate. Although her previous teammates were not very capable, at least they would not let her down.

"Has it been discovered?"

Astolfo pulled his head out of the rubble, looking very embarrassed and dusty, but still smiling foolishly, which made Dion even more annoyed.

The dragon's breath singed Dion and Sanson's hair, but they managed to escape the attack range of the dragon's breath before the fire wave engulfed them.

Soon after, the fire dragon also fell to the ground. The force of gravity and the effect of the Fall of St. Peter made the fire dragon's huge body like a comet hitting the earth, causing an extremely high-intensity earthquake.

The nearby buildings collapsed one after another. Not surprisingly, Samson and Dion were blown away, and the priest who constructed the ritual also flew into the sky.

The fire dragon took the opportunity to spit out a breath of dragon's breath towards Dion in the sky. The scorching flames dried up the air. Dion, who had nowhere to get support, was only seconds away from the flames rising into the sky.

Samson, carrying a greatsword, fell much faster than Dion. The fire dragon ran to the bottom of Samson with a shake of each step, opened its bloody mouth and waited for food to fall into its mouth. There was also a high-intensity flame in its mouth to prevent any accidents.

Unfortunately, the fire dragon failed to do so. Mary, riding on a glass horse, flew over and caught Samson, scattering countless brilliant light particles, which exploded in the fire dragon's mouth.

Astolfo also appeared in time, riding his Hippogriff over the gushing flames, grabbed Dion's arm, and pulled Dion out of the flames' attack trajectory.

"You guy, do you have any brains at all? Or is your brain full of paste?" Dion climbed onto the Hippogriff from behind, sat firmly, stretched out his hands and twisted Astolfo's face hard.

Because he was so angry, Dion hit Astolfo very hard, making his face redder than the flames rising behind him.

"Please, don't walk around any more."

Astolfo's face was ravaged and he couldn't even speak clearly. His eyes were red and had a crystal-like luster.

"Do you dare to do it again?" Dion did not let go of his hands in order to teach Astolfo a lesson.

"Step up, step up, step up, step up, the electricity will start again."

Astolfo screamed in pain and shook her head vigorously, trying to break free from Dion's hands. Unfortunately, although Astolfo was a rider, her strength and endurance were shockingly low. Dion wanted to manipulate her head, but it was as easy as playing.

"Cheer up, don't let anything go wrong this time, and keep your eyes open for the right opportunity!" Seeing that the time was almost right, Dion let go of Astolfo and then gave Astolfo instructions.

"I know! I know! Don't worry!"

Astolfo let go of the reins, gently rubbed his face with his hands, and responded to Dion with a pout.

Dion didn't say anything, but turned his head to look down, ready to judge which side to attack based on the current situation.

The fire dragon's jolt sent the clergy maintaining the ritual of St. Peter's Fall flying through the air. They fell, nearly dead, with only a few able to rise and heal themselves and their colleagues. The two dragons had already ascended, but the poisonous dragon was restrained by Mozart and the Pope. However, that was merely restraint; a flying poisonous dragon was a different beast from a ground-based dragon. Mary flung glass particles backward, darting swiftly, dodging the fire dragon's pursuit. Because its wings had been severely damaged by Dion, the fire dragon's speed was very slow, and it stood no chance of catching up to Mary.

From this point of view, we can already decide which direction to go first.

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Without a moment's hesitation, Dion immediately pointed in the direction of the fire dragon and shouted into Astolfo's ear, "Target the fire dragon. Move out."

Mary is the most important, as for that pervert Mozart, let him die.

Dion thought to himself.

"Okay! Go!"

Hearing this, Astolfo pulled the reins hard, and the Hippogriff screamed, turned towards the fire dragon, and swooped down.

The fire dragon also sensed the rapidly approaching breath from the air behind it, and immediately gave up on Mary, turned around, and its tail, with a strong sound of breaking through the air as its body rotated, smashed towards Astolfo.

"rise!"

Dion stared closely at the fire dragon's movements, and as soon as the fire dragon turned around, he immediately grasped the fire dragon's attack trajectory and shouted to Astolfo.

Astolfo did not hesitate, pulled the reins, and drove the eagle into the sky.

The dragon's tail missed and passed beneath the Hippogriff.

"Speed ​​up! Aim right in front of the fire dragon's head!" Dion ordered Astolfo again.

Astolfo obeyed and acted accordingly, and the Hippogriff's speed exceeded half of its full speed.

In the blink of an eye, the Hippogriff appeared in front of the fire dragon's head, fifteen meters away. This action was no different from a provocation, causing the fire dragon to roar and open its mouth wide, and rich fire elements gathered in its mouth.

"It's my turn!"

Dion held down Astolfo's body, exerted force with both hands, and jumped up with the help of the force, standing on the back of the Hippogriff. However, the strong wind brought by the Hippogriff's high speed was extremely violent, making Dion unstable and almost falling down again.

"Ah! Slow down!"

Dion quickly grabbed Astolfo's shoulders and shouted to Astolfo.

Astolfo was Dion's personal driver. After hearing Dion's voice, he immediately slowed down the Hippogriff. Dion also put all his strength into his feet, stood firmly on his feet, and let go of Astolfo.

"I'm betting my honor! Lily-scattered sword dance!"

Lily petals, the symbol of France, were flying all over the sky. Dion wielded his one-handed sword, displaying superb sword dance. The girl dancing in the sky and the wind seemed particularly majestic and inviolable.

The illusion technique used against a single person successfully confused the fire dragon. As the fire dragon flapped its wings, it unconsciously changed direction, and its head shifted away from the direction where Dion was.

"assault!"

Dion slapped Astolfo's head hard with his left hand, and at the same time, his body leaned forward, like a cheetah about to hunt, and crouched slightly.

"Well, leave it to me!"

Astolfo lowered his head, and then, like a horse whipped by a whip, he obeyed Dion's order and let the Hippogriff dive towards the fire dragon's belly from the side and above at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, more than 100 meters per second.

Lily Scattering Sword Dance is a combo of mental and physical attacks. It uses exquisite sword dance to confuse the opponent, reducing their strength, stamina, and agility, and then seizes the opportunity to deliver a fatal sword strike.

Just like now, when the Hippogriff approached the belly of the fire dragon, Dion suddenly jumped out and shot towards the heart of the fire dragon like an arrow from a bow, and the tightly grasped one-handed sword stabbed out a fatal blow with lightning speed.

The fire dragon's abdomen was cut, its heart was pierced and torn, and the Hippogriff's attack caused the fire dragon to crash from the sky to the ground.

The huge body of the fire dragon crashed into the ground, causing another great shock. The hot dragon blood flowed out from the torn wound on its abdomen, burning the scorched earth on the ground. The fire dragon could no longer move. When the dragon blood was exhausted, the fire dragon's powerful vitality also came to an end. Bits of ether particles poured out of the wound like fireflies, and then the whole body became ethereal and disappeared.

"Hmm, perfect. I'm tired now, so I'll take a break. Woohoo!" After defeating the fire dragon, Astolfo let out a slightly exaggerated sigh of relief and spoke briskly. Astolfo, who always remembered food but not punishment, completely ignored Dion's words.

"You guy, don't you learn your lesson?" Dion, who landed on the Hippogriff's back from behind, suddenly turned black in the face and beat Astolfo so hard that Astolfo couldn't speak clearly.

Astolfo quickly begged for mercy: "Team up, Wuzhi is down, and we can't open it again." (bdeb)

"Hmph! Adjust your condition quickly, the next one is the poisonous dragon." Dion snorted in dissatisfaction, released his hands, and ordered Astolfo.

"Eh? But that guy's poison is very strong. Even if you get close, you'll be affected to the point where you can't successfully hit him."

Astolfo rubbed his face and said with some confusion. It was precisely because of this that Mary and Mozart had always been responsible for dealing with the Poison Dragon. However, because the continuous firing of Noble Phantasms put a heavy strain on the Servant's spiritual base, and ordinary attacks were not a big threat to dragons, the Poison Dragon was still showing off its power.

Dion frowned and looked at the situation on the poisonous dragon's side. Mary, Mozart and the Pope had suppressed the poisonous dragon, but it would take some time to defeat it. Moreover, without the suppression of the Fall of St. Peter, it would be difficult for them to stop the poisonous dragon once it wanted to escape.

If the Pope could still use the Lance of Longinus, there wouldn't be any problems. The problem was that the Lance of Longinus, once broken into three pieces, even if it had been pieced together, had suffered a heavy blow. If used for a long time, it would easily collapse completely. The Lance of Longinus had already reached its limit of use.

"In that case, get ready. When I wave at you, immediately use the magic flute that causes panic." Dion thought for a moment and instructed Astolfo.

"Eh?" Astolfo was a little confused, but before she could ask, Dion had already turned over and jumped from the Hippogriff's back to the ground. After his feet landed on the ground, he immediately rushed towards Mozart.

Astolfo scratched her hair, looked around, and decided not to slack off. She picked up the Hippogriff's reins and began to approach the dragon.

Dion had already crossed a distance of a hundred meters and came to Mozart's side.

"Any plans, Knight?"