Two Hundred and Three, There Is a Price to Be Paid for Underestimating People
Group combat is the specialty of the Akabane clan.
To put it bluntly, the "Puppet Art" of the Akabane clan is the crystallization of the knowledge of manipulating puppets in techniques, tactics, academics, and so on.
The reason why Luo Zhen paid so much attention to the practice of "Puppet Art" at the beginning was because the techniques and tactics that had been developed for thousands of years were too useful.
Perhaps, when manipulating a puppet, there is no way to fully express its true meaning and profound meaning, but every time there is one more object to be manipulated, there will be more and more formations, tactics that can be used, and strategies that can be implemented. Combined with the skills of the magician at each stage, the effect it produces is not as simple as one plus one.
Luo Zhen, as an existence called "child prodigy" in the Akabane clan, since he is said to be comparable to Akabane Tenquan, who is called "Tiantong", then he knows how well he has mastered the "puppet technique".
If it wasn't for the profoundness of the
Now, the effect is on display.
Simultaneously using the servants of the two cavalry, Luo Zhen used his skills, abilities and brains to the extreme, showing the combat effectiveness of the two cavalry, which was completely different from the passive situation when he attacked Orleans two days ago.
Luo Zhen just wanted to tell everyone present.
"The tiger is not powerful, do you really think I don't exist?"
Because it is a human relationship, in this singularity, Luo Zhen was ignored by a group of sharp-edged servants one after another, and was not regarded as a threat.
Especially Black Joan, never looked at Luo Zhen from the beginning to the end. Even if Luo Zhen plotted against Fafnir, this witch still only had Joan in her eyes, not even Matthew, let alone Luo Zhen.
Even the lunatic Caster seems to regard Luo Zhen as an existence that can be rounded and flattened at will.
That being the case, Luo Zhen taught the two servants with brain problems separately.
"There is a price to be paid for underestimating people."
Luo Zhen sent the magic power into Joan of Arc and Matthew's body again.
In return, it was a voice full of hatred.
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In the vast audience hall, the unprecedentedly violent magic power surged up and turned into the karmic fire of hell, spreading like an explosion.
The temperature in the air suddenly rose exponentially, turning the flames into a sea of flames, sweeping the entire hall.
"Have you liberated the treasure?"
Luo Zhen was not surprised, and ordered almost without hesitation.
"defense!"
As soon as the words fell, Matthew and Joan of Arc rushed from one left and one right respectively, and landed in front of Luo Zhen.
Magic power also emerged from these two girls.
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Mash knocked the shield on the ground, causing patterns to flash on the surface of the shield, turning it into a protective barrier, which unfolded while spinning.
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Joan of Arc raised the holy flag in her hand high, let the flag loosen from the flag, fluttered up, and burst into bright brilliance.
The protective barrier and the protective light appeared in front of Luo Zhen respectively, turning into the most solid defense, firmly protecting the group of three people.
The blazing karmic fire rushed over immediately, like a red avalanche, engulfing the area where the three of them were.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
"Ha ah ah ah ah!"
Both Matthew and Joan of Arc shouted loudly, supported the defense, and resisted the engulfing fire of karma.
"Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn!"
Black Joan's voice full of hatred also continuously vented to the entire sea of flames, causing the magic power to skyrocket.
The blazing fire of karma immediately expanded again as if it had been fueled, becoming even hotter.
"Well…!"
"Woo...!"
At the same time, Matthew and Joan showed struggling expressions on their faces, as if they couldn't hold on.
Standing behind the two, Luo Zhen, who was protected by the two, was extremely calm.
"Are you going to kill us like this?"
With the power of the
Just like King Arthur in Fuyuki City's singularity, the terrifying holy sword in his hand can be connected infinitely, and it is conceivable what kind of horror it can bring.
The same goes for Joan of Arc.
Maintaining the continuous movement of the Noble Phantasm like this is nothing to her who has obtained the power of the
On the other hand, once the magic power is exhausted, it can only be buried in the sea of fire.
"My anger...! My hatred...! My resentment...! How can you eliminate it!"
Black Joan stood in the middle of the sea of flames, her face was full of hatred, and her eyes were full of dark emotions, making her roar towards this side.
"My revenge will never end until the whole of France, the whole era, and the whole world are burned up!"
"Absolutely not!"
"So, burn it for me!"
Black Joan frantically squandered her magic power, turning the karmic flames of hell into magma in a magma pool, not only turning red, but also continuously invading the only barrier that supported here under the beating of wave after wave.
Gradually, the space was distorted by the heat.
Gradually, the floor, walls, and ceiling of the entire audience hall seemed to have melted, dripping slurry while turning red.
"senior…!"
"Master...!"
Matthew and Joan groaned at the same time.
That was an almost unbearable performance.
"Use the command spell quickly! Luo Zhen!"
Even Roman in Chaldea screamed like this, and an owl flew by very anxiously.
As Roman said, if you use the command spell, there is still a way to break through this crisis.
However, Luo Zhen didn't intend to use Command Seals.
With only one stroke of Command Seal left, Luo Zhen is going to save it for the second danger.
Moreover, even without using Command Seals, Luo Zhen can survive the immediate crisis.
the reason is simple…
"If you only have hatred in your eyes, it's easy to overlook a lot of things, idiot."
Under Rozena's sympathetic whispers, Black Joan didn't notice at all.
Behind him, a stone that was burnt red and as sharp as an awl floated up, and the thought power that wrapped his whole body was twisted into a blade shape, turning into a sharp blade of thought power.
In the next second, the blade of thought power exploded.
He was unprepared and only focused on using the treasure, attracting heavy flames, trying to burn Luo Zhen and his party to the back of Black Joan, and shot straight away.
"Puchi!"
The sound of tearing silk resounded.
The stone awl that was burnt red and blessed with
"Varied…!?"
Joan of Arc's pupils shrank to the size of a needle point.
"this…!?"
In the sea of flames, Matthew and Joan of Arc who were struggling to support were also shocked.
Even Rozen was startled.
because…
"Whoa...!"
With a large amount of blood spurting from his mouth, the madman holding the magic book slowly fell down.
On his body, a blood hole was extremely dazzling.
"Jill...!"
Black Joan finally exclaimed.
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