One Hundred and Eighty-Seven Break! Break! Break!

During her lifetime, in order to track down the man who lied to her, Qing Ji abandoned her human body, turned into a big snake, and finally turned into a dragon, and burned her beloved man to death with the dragon's breath of flames.

Therefore, even if the ability value is very low, as a servant with dragon attributes, Qing Ji can still breathe out the dragon's breath of flames and wield amazing attack power.

But the real strength of Qing Ji still lies not in this place, but in her treasure.

It was a treasure that could restore Qing Ji to the body of a dragon for a short time, turn into a flaming serpent, and burn the enemy to nothing.

Because this Noble Phantasm is only effective for Kiyohime, it is of the same type as Elizabeth's Noble Phantasm, and it is only a Noble Phantasm for humans.

However, its grade is ex grade, which is higher than the highest grade a grade, and it is outside the specification.

And how terrible will Qing Ji become after using this treasure?

The answer will be revealed in the next second.

"Roar!"

When the dragon chant sounded, the air in the camp became scorching hot.

A dragon formed of pale flames appeared in the camp, roaring to the sky.

That is not the evil dragon with wings and limbs that I have been seeing these days, but the oriental dragon that has no feet or wings, but can ride clouds and fog, and wander in mid-air.

The dragon formed of pure flame just looked down at Tarasque.

"Roar!"

Before Tarasque could react, Yan Long let out a low growl, and swam out suddenly, swimming to Tarasque's side.

"Boom——!"

The roar resounded through the sky.

The flaming serpent spit out the dragon's breath of flames, enveloping Tarasque.

Tarasque, who was being ravaged by the magic sound, couldn't even react. He directly endured the astonishingly powerful scorching dragon's breath, and let out a near-death cry in the dragon's breath.

"Woo...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"

The saint riding on Tarasque was also wrapped in flames, and her whole body was burned, causing screams of pain to resound throughout.

It didn't take long for the Yanlong to disperse, and Qing Ji appeared from the flames, and fell from the midair like a fairy, dancing the sleeves of the kimono, and standing on the ground in a circle.

"call…"

Slowly letting out a sigh of relief, Qing Ji returned to her human form, with only a little flame rising and falling on her body.

"Boom..."

Immediately afterwards, a heavy muffled sound appeared.

It was the sound caused by the charred Tarrasque falling to the ground.

Mirtha knelt on one knee in front of the fallen Tarasque, her figure precarious.

However, the madness in his eyes dissipated quite a bit in this instant.

"Nice job..."

Martha opened a pair of clear eyes, glanced at Qing Ji, and then at Luo Zhen who was providing magic power behind her, finally a smile appeared on her face.

Immediately, Mirtha closed her eyes as if she was exhausted, and her whole body began to glow, causing the Tarasque behind her to emit light.

One person and one dragon just like light particles dissipated in the air.

Enemy Rider, destroy.

"Success...success!"

Mash, who was entangled with Dion, looked happy.

"Very good…"

Joan of Arc, who was engaged in an offensive and defensive battle with Atalanta, also breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Dion and Atalanta, one ignored them after a glance, while the other only knew about crazy attacks.

This is the disadvantage brought about by madness, there is no team spirit at all, once the battle starts, it is all only yourself, and it will not pay attention to the sacrifice of teammates.

Of course, leaving Atalanta aside, Dion at least understood.

"After losing Rider, it is impossible to defeat the enemy here."

Dion still retains this level of judgment.

At this time, Elizabeth and Qing Ji started to quarrel.

"Let me explain in advance that even without you, I can still kill that dragon. You can take the last blow, but it's just a concession from me who is generous and tolerant.

Just to let you show your face on stage a little bit. "

"Oh, oh, oh, aristocrats who only know that they are brave are really ugly, so ugly."

The two girls quarreled like no one else because of such a thing.

"okay!"

Only then did Luo Zhen regain consciousness from the magic sound pouring into his head just now, and while standing up pale, he roared at Elizabeth and Qing Ji.

"If you continue to quarrel, you will be dismissed! Hurry up and deal with the enemy!"

It seems that Luo Zhen's anger has risen to a certain extent when he was hit by Chi Yu just now.

"It's just... just a puppy! How dare you order me!"

Elizabeth was very resentful, but she stopped quarreling.

"Yes! Master!"

Qing Ji blushed and nodded her head, looking extremely obedient.

The two riders turned to this side, targeting Dion and Atalanta.

The next thing to do is simple.

"Break down one by one, first solve the archer, and then kill the saber!"

Luo Zhen's voice announced the ending that Dion and Atalanta will usher in next.

That is the problem of being solved first and being solved later.

"Ah ah ah ah ah…!"

Not realizing that she was the next target at all, Atalanta just frantically shot a whirlwind of arrows at Joan of Arc, letting the arrows fly out like a streamer.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!"

Joan of Arc still carried out the defense, and did not lose her composure because of the hard-won victory. The incoming arrows flew one by one with the holy flag in her hand, restraining Atalanta.

At this time, Elizabeth and Qing Ji caught up.

"The next one to take the head is me!"

The microphone-like magic gun in Elizabeth's hand turned into black lightning, and while Atalanta was chasing Joan of Arc crazily, she approached from behind Atalanta and stabbed out.

"I also want to be praised by the Master!"

Qing Ji stood on the spot, but the fan in her hand fanned out the flames, turning the flames into clumps and darting towards Atalanta.

"...!?"

Only then did Atalanta seem to have recovered a little bit of sobriety. Under the pressure of the sense of crisis, she no longer pursued frantically, but was about to withdraw and retreat.

However…

"Don't even think about succeeding!"

Joan of Arc, who had been carrying out the defense all the time, suddenly took a step forward, like a shadow, and rushed to the front of Atalanta.

"Boom!"

Amidst the muffled sound, the holy banner in Joan's hand hit Atalanta's body heavily, creating a strong wind.

Atalanta, who was completely unprepared for being hit, snorted and backed away.

Behind it, the pitch-black magic spear pierced.

"Puchi!"

The sharp spear pierced through Atalanta's body, causing a stream of blood to leak out from his chest.

"Uh... ah ah ah...?"

Atalanta's eyes widened, and the voice came out intermittently.

Immediately afterwards, lumps of flames also burst forth.

"Boom!"

The moment the explosion sounded, the clump of flames exploded on Atalanta's body, turned into explosive flames, and swallowed it.

Atalanta was burned in the flames just like that, just staring blankly, the madness on her face gradually disappeared.

In the end, the Greek heroine also turned into light particles in the flames and disappeared.

Enemy archer, destroyed.

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