"Roar! My Wrath (La.
Haine. "
That was the unique Noble Phantasm of Jeanne Alter, the descendant of the Dragon Witch.
It was able to convert the resentment of itself and its surroundings into magic power and burn it. It could even expand after receiving an attack from its opponent. No matter if it was a slash skill, an attack skill, or an invisible curse, it could all be converted into physical attack power. It was like the fire of karma released by a dragon's breath, rebounding back to its opponent and burning the opponent down to the bone marrow until nothing was left.
Therefore, that Noble Phantasm was an A + level Noble Phantasm, and it was extremely powerful.
At this moment, Jeanne Alter unleashed this noble phantasm, turning the resentment and curse into a raging fire. While burning in all directions, it engulfed Jeanne Alter.
In the face of that curse and resentment, which was enough to reach A + level Noble Phantasm, even the saints and saintesses couldn't bear it.
"Burn!"
"Burn!"
"Burn!"
Jeanne Alter began to shout wantonly, as if she was venting all of her hatred and resentment, causing the flames in her body to swell up.
Then, the floor began to melt.
Then, the air began to scorch.
Then, the space began to distort.
Then, the temperature began to skyrocket.
The entire audience hall instantly turned into a scorching sea of fire, turning the entire area into a purgatory, emitting black smoke.
In such a purgatory-like sea of fire, only one place remained intact.
That was the area where Jeanne Alter was.
"Clang!"
In the hazy golden light, there seemed to be an invisible barrier protecting Jeanne Alter, blooming from the fluttering flag, enveloping the surroundings.
"Lord, please protect me."
Jeanne d 'Arc closed her eyes tightly. In the face of the fire that burned her alive but was many times more powerful, there was no fear on the face of the Holy Maiden. She just piously offered a prayer and set up a flag that emitted golden light.
"My Lord is here (Luminosite.
Eternelle). "
That was the Noble Phantasm that Jeanne Alter waved before her death.
Through the blessing of the angel, a certain area centered on the flag could be directly transformed into physical defense, blocking all attacks. It was a power materialized by the legend of the saint who saved the country waving the flag on the battlefield and almost unscathed in the end.
Its level was the highest level, A level.
Although its level was lower than Jeanne Alter's Noble Phantasm, Jeanne Alter's magic power reached the Ex level. After being transformed into a physical defense power, how powerful was the attack it could be blocked?
The barrier formed by the hazy golden light blocked the oncoming Karmic Fire and firmly protected Jeanne de Arc.
However, there was a watershed next.
Although Jeanne Alter's Noble Phantasm's Noble Phantasm, the flag itself would continue to accumulate damage, Jeanne Alter's Noble Phantasm, once it was used, it would become unusable.
On Jeanne Alter's Noble Phantasm, her hatred, resentment, and magic power, Jeanne Alter, Jeanne Alter.
"Burn! Burn! Burn!! "
Jeanne Alter's shouts became louder and louder, more and more violent.
Under such circumstances, resentment and magic power at the same time increased the power of the Noble Phantasm, making the fire erupt like a volcano.
"Hmm … Hmm …!"
Jeanne Alter's expression began to become more and more strained.
The hazy golden light on the flag began to weaken.
If it continued like this, there was no doubt that Jeanne Alter's Noble Phantasm would definitely be destroyed.
"Hahahahaha!"
Jeanne Alter laughed wantonly, letting the same clear voice reverberate in the air.
Under this kind of situation …
"Bang!"
The ground around Jeanne Alter suddenly collapsed.
"What …!?"
Jeanne Alter was shocked, she didn't have time to react, and her whole body fell into the ground.
When Jeanne Alter reacted and wanted to jump up, an accident happened again.
"Kacha …"
"Kacha …"
In the sound of their mouths rubbing against each other, huge ants emerged from all around. Their powerful forelimbs bit Jeanne Alter's body and dragged her to the ground.
Surprisingly, it was the Demonic Ants.
"This is …?"
Jeanne Alter, who was struggling to support herself, was stunned.
At this time …
"What are you doing!?"
A hand grabbed Jeanne Alter and woke her up.
Only then did Jeanne realize that someone had run to her side at some unknown time.
"You are …?"
Jeanne Alter was surprised.
But Rozen didn't have that much time.
"You will know later, but for now, retreat first."
Rozen pulled Jeanne Alter up and used magic again.
"Summoning of the Giant Bird!"
A huge eagle spread its wings and flew high into the sky, drilling out of the rotating magic array.
"Quick! Get up! "
"Okay … okay!"
Under Rozen's urging, Jeanne didn't care so much and quickly rode on the eagle's back.
Of course, Rozen also went to the eagle's back.
"Rush out!"
Under Rozen's command, the eagle made a sharp cry and flew out of the hall.
Almost at the same time, deep in the ground, a scream sounded like a devil.
"Burn!"
A scorching flame spewed out from the ground and rushed straight to the ground, burning the rock layer red.
The Demonic Ants were burned to ashes in the flame, and they didn't even have time to scream.
Jeanne Alter appeared from the flame and returned to the hall with a gloomy face.
"There are so many rats today."
Jeanne Alter said, but she didn't chase after them.
Because …
"Please leave it to me, Jeanne Alter."
Caster appeared next to Jeanne Alter with a grimoire in his hand. Just like he was there from the beginning, he sincerely advised Jeanne Alter.
"Whether it's an immature saint or a human who came out of nowhere, you don't need to worry too much."
Caster said with a smile that seemed to be understanding but was quite dark.
"I will help you solve all the annoying enemies, even if the opponent is a god."
When Jeanne Alter heard that sentence, her face looked a little better.
"Then I'll leave it to you." Jeanne Alter completely trusted the magician, and she said slowly: "You won't let me down, right?"
In this regard, Caster answered without hesitation.
"Of course."
This was something that had never changed in the past or in the present.
"As long as it's your command."
Caster exaggeratedly bowed.
"That's good."
Jeanne Alter nodded and let her voice resound clearly in the room.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
"My most trusted marshal, general, and friend."
"Jill Alter? Alter? Rei? "
Hearing this, Caster, Gill Alter? Rei laughed.
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