When Elizabeth came back to her senses, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have become a polished commander.
I don’t know when all the flying dragons they brought have been wiped out, and the sea demon troops behind them have also been almost consumed - to be able to consume the sea demon troops with only a numerical advantage to such a level, this person can be regarded as a wizard in the command world.
It will definitely go down in history!
The crazy Saber Dion and the crazy Assassin Phantom of the Opera who came with her disappeared at some point...
When she came back to her senses, she was the only one left.
Enemies all around...
"that……"
Before she could speak, a beautiful violet-like flower suddenly bloomed under her feet. Beautiful light was woven from her feet. The beautiful light rose quickly, turning the surrounding space into a beautiful column.
Although it is a bit strange to describe it this way, it is just like the building construction in the Red Alert game. It suddenly rises from the ground and finally folds to form a sealed space.
"So beautiful! This, is this prepared for me?! Humph, you're just a little puppy, but you know how to be romantic!"
Elizabeth was obviously attracted by this little trick that could light up, and a little girl's expression of joy appeared on her face. She probably understood this thing as something to welcome her.
She smiled and stretched out her hand to touch this beautiful light.
Sla!
Feedback came from her fingertips as if she had received an electric shock, followed closely by a burning and numbing pain. For a moment, it was like an electric shock. She quickly withdrew her fingers, tears welling up in pain.
"What is this! It looks like an electric eel!"
"Good question. This is a magic circle used for restraint. The mass-produced improved version I provided to the French soldiers before. In order to capture the flying dragon, this magic cage also has a special effect that is more effective against dragon-type enemies.
Effect. It seems that you are obviously a human, but you have dragon-like qualities."
With a calm and elegant tone, the magician dressed in white walked over with an elegant smile. He also had a heavy dictionary-like book spread out in his hand, and strong magic power was pouring out of it.
"You...what did you say?!"
Elizabeth raised her eyebrows, with a fierce look on her face.
Sure enough, even she would be angry if she was imprisoned because her brain was not normal due to her madness, right?
"You discovered that I have the characteristics of a dragon! Oh my, you are really discerning! You look like a science student, but surprisingly you have a very perceptual thinking. You are quite capable!"
Withdrawal of the preface: For a crazy person, it is completely useless to speculate using conventional thinking patterns.
Compared with the shame of being caught, she enjoys the feeling of being called a dragon...
"Although people are not interested in the character who looks like a science guy in white clothes and glasses, but you understand so well, I can make an exception and let you help set up the stage effects! Since it is a science department, it must be no problem to arrange dry ice and so on.
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Wow...this...
Yagi Xuezhai felt more and more sad.
She is obviously quite cute. In the Japanese idol circle, a sweet appearance is considered to be the first job. However, her singing voice is terrible... This kind of contrast is like a state banquet that requires good plates, but someone
He took out a chamber pot with a very high artistic level... No matter how beautiful this thing is, it is not used for eating!
It was already a pity, but now that my mind is not very bright due to my madness, it is even more difficult for me to know what expression to show.
After being trapped by the French caster's magic, this wave of offensive finally stopped completely. This was a very good opportunity - after all, the Chaldean group at this time was just discussing strategy.
The accompanying servants were replaced by strategically related servants, and they fell into a certain degree of chaos.
Unfortunately, the prerequisite for victory in the war is the right time, right place, right people, and the right time. It is useless to have the right time.
The result was like this. Elizabeth, who had no command at all, just let everyone rush around like a bunch of scattered sand.
Moreover, the front and rear armies did not cooperate, reinforcements did not come, and Black Joan and Fafnir did not know where they went.
The devastation of the war has been set.
All that's left is to discuss how to deal with Elizabeth, and how to defeat the final enemy, the Dragon Witch Joan of Arc.
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"Damn it, I should have thought that this idiot lizard girl is unreliable!"
Black Joan, who had tamed Fafnir into a zombie dragon, was about to go to Bordeaux, but was stopped by Catherine. She waved her hand, and the black flames condensed into a mirror, reflecting the captured Elizabeth inside.
Black Joan of Arc is simply furious! This damn guy talks nonsense, but in fact he is like this!
Stepping onto the zombie dragon Fafnir in a hurry, Joan of Arc was about to go to Bordeaux to save her. Catherine smiled and said: "Don't be so anxious. She is just a harmless little girl, right?"
"Huh? You're still making sarcastic remarks here! You are the bastard woman who said it! You want us to divide the servants and assign them to the four directions, saying that this is the most efficient way, but that's how we separate them.
Break the possibility! You woman! How are you going to make up for it!"
Black Joan, who was already short-tempered, glared and cursed back, as if you dare to give me an explanation.
"Mom, don't worry! I'm sure of it. Or rather, this is how it is going to be. Let me ask you, do you know that there is a limit to the servants summoned by the Holy Grail?"
Catherine asked a very interesting question.
Of course followers have their limits.
Because, the servant itself is like a [container]. No matter how powerful the container is, it has its limit. Just like a beaker, no matter how huge it is, cannot hold the entire Pacific Ocean in it at once.
This is a matter of common sense.
Servants are [vessels] inferior to heroic spirits.
"So, just to allow you to summon the strongest [Dragon], I deliberately arranged so many followers to die. The remains of those followers have been collected by me. By then
, I have prepared the best [Container] for you, you can summon the [Strongest Dragon] in one go~"
There was irrepressible joy in Catherine's tone. Already aware of how twisted she was, Black Joan snorted and said angrily: "What's the use of that? Can you be stronger than Fafnir?"
"Well, in a sense, it is stronger than Fafnir. Believe me, that is the strongest dragon that can be thought of in the world. It may not be the best in terms of combat power, but if
If you cooperate with the endless flying dragon and sea demon troops here, it will be different. And ah——"
Catherine smiled and said happily:
"The final boss, of course, must stay safely at the base camp! Let's go back to Paris. Just watch them struggle! Then it will be fun to catch all the exhausted saviors!"