Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

When the flames converged to a certain point, Karna let go of the longbow in his hand!

No arrows were shot, what Karna shot was a blazing light!

The range of light is where the sun can shine, and the endless torrent of light burst out loudly, sweeping half of the city in a fan-shaped posture, the earth was lifted up, the air was crushed, the flames burned matter and space, and the light pierced Piercing someone's body is a blow that cannot be avoided, because no matter who it is, they must be bathed in the sun!

Facing the torrent of light that destroyed the city and the country, the holy girl stood in front of the country wearing armor and fluttering the holy relic cloth, just like when she was a seventeen-year-old soldier!

She held her head high, listening to the whispers of God, exuding a holy radiance, so bright that even the sun could suppress it!

Flags fluttering, bloody battle on the battlefield!

The holy girl raised the French flag high in her hand. The flag was so small in front of the torrent of light, but the huge force that crushed the world could not break the flagpole!

It seemed to hear the sound of galloping horses, and the roar of the shouting of thousands of troops! Those are the great warriors who once gathered under the banner of Saint Maiden, fighting to the end for the honor of France!

They followed the holy flag closely, and no one could beat them wherever they went!

"Go ahead!"

The holy girl didn't order, she just said this as a matter of course, but her subordinates, like following the most holy angel, followed her fanatically. They believe that this saint will bring the most beautiful brilliance to the world!

because--

My God - here it is! ! !

With a solemn face, he planted the holy flag in his hand on the ground under his feet, and turned the land of this different world into the motherland France. In front of Joan of Arc, no one can invade this country one step!

The treasure of the country hit the guardian of the country!

This is the collision between the will of the saint to protect the country and the will of the gods!

The torrent of light is like a hurricane of sand and dust, setting off huge waves with a height of 100 meters, sweeping the entire city in it!

The reinforced concrete was melted by the sun's rays, molten iron covered the entire earth like magma, countless steel and gravel flew, and the whole city fell into a catastrophe!

"Pfft!"

The sundries in the air are like the dust of the universe, piercing through everything with powerful kinetic energy, even if he used magic for himself in advance, Liangyi Luo was also broken by the power of the treasure liberated, and his protection was broken!

Several steel bars and sharp gravel hit his body, piercing his chest and lungs, leaving blood and water from his mouth, his nostrils were almost unable to breathe.

But Liangyiluo stretched out his hand calmly, pulled out the sharp thing on his body, without even frowning, just looked at the most beautiful moment of that holy girl happily!

"I order in the name of Master, Joan of Arc to release your strongest treasure!"

"I order in the name of Master, Joan of Arc, you must survive!"

A series of orders were issued, and the Command Seals in his hand decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, but compared with that saint, these things were like gravel, making people dismissive!

"Prince of Rome, Holy Maiden of France! Take this final blow from Karna!"

In the brilliance of the sun, Karna, who had a calm personality, couldn't resist the trembling of his body, and laughed loudly.

Raising the spear in his hand high, the golden armor that has been integrated with him appeared, and then the golden armor was poured into the spear like a golden liquid. This was a blow that completely abandoned defense. Erna's last and strongest attack!

A light gun capable of defeating gods with just one blow!

The golden thunder fell from the sky and gathered on the tip of the strange spear, the torrent of light shrank, and the whole earth fell into darkness.

Because at this moment, all the sun's light was absorbed by the spear and turned into a sacred thing that distorts cause and effect!

"Sun wheel, obey death!!"

Hoarse his own voice, Karna's final roar!

Pour all your life into it, pour all your honor into it, that is the gun of light created to kill gods!

The spear that came out of his hand flew at the speed of light!

This is a Noble Phantasm of EX rank!

"Hmph! Holy girl, let me take this blow. If you can make the emperor of the Roman Empire take the initiative to attack, if you still can't win, I can't get around you!"

The king of Rome walked gracefully, using the primordial fire in his hand as a majestic baton, like a conductor of fruit art, playing the most beautiful song in the world...

She wants to show her art in front of the world again!

"Build it again, Yu Zhihuitian! Open it again, Golden Theater!"

Another performance at the Golden Opera House of the Roman Empire.

Heaven and earth shattered——

The spear of light is as powerful as a bamboo, piercing through the glory of the king of Rome with a destructive force!

The golden theater prevented the assassination of the gun of light. If Joan of Arc could not kill Karna in a short time, the final outcome must be the serious injury or death of the King of Rome!

With the will of the emperor, give the comrades the greatest trust, and the bet in it is your own life! This is the King of Rome's appreciation to the Red Lotus Saintess!

The saint closed her eyes, and what appeared in her mind was the raging fire before death.

The saint who was tied to the cross was burned by the flames that licked everything. The girl in red lotus made her last prayer to God and listened to God's last words.

If you die, you will definitely be able to go to heaven!

The cries of the people of France, the cries of the people of England, everything, are shedding tears for the passing of the saint.

That was the most tragic and beautiful scene in the girl's life.

It's just that the holy girl didn't have the slightest bit of resentment, she accepted her fate like this, it was the fate she knew when she put on the battle robe at the age of seventeen!

The last scene manifested from the heart, the cross burning with the fire of red lotus, turned into the long sword in Joan's hand.

Enduring the scorching heat of the red lotus, burning away all sins, and pulling out the sword of the red lotus, make the final charge!

Lord, commit yourself to—

This is the last prayer, a dying poem.

The saint, wrapped in the fire of the red lotus, crossed the barriers of space and time, and in the name of Joan of Arc, stabbed her into the chest of the sun god!

La.Pucelle (Saint of Red Lotus)!

Karna's body was burned by the karmic fire on the crystallized sword. It was a holy flame, and it was a crime that no one except the saint could endure!

Only one step away, the spear of light pierced into the body of the King of Rome, but this step became eternity.

"Failed……"