The Divine Power of Comprehensive Comics

"It's just what you think. Your Joan of Arc has been resurrected a long time ago. If she really affirmed you, shouldn't she have shown up to see you long ago? It seems that you have already Being ruthlessly abandoned~"

"..."

Caster's eyes stared at Xia Qing and began to move wildly without aim. The magic book in his hand was opened directly at this moment.

Those groups of strange monsters kept appearing and rushing toward Xia Qing and Cu Chulainn!

"Master, please be careful!"

Cu Chulainn waved his hand and shot the flying monster directly in half!

However, no matter how you kill them, the monsters that will appear endlessly will continue to regenerate. The piles of corpses are mixed with the flying organs, rubbed and crushed, forming a chaos that is more terrifying than hell.

The smell of the monster's organs, which is more pungent than putrid smell, is as thick as mist. The air filled with this smell is no different from the poisonous miasma. If a living human being inhales it, his lungs will probably corrode and die.

Even Xia Qing could only cover her mouth and nose at this moment, controlling the Platinum Star to blast the swarming monsters into pieces, passing through the messy and flying minced meat, and arriving at a place where the air was relatively better.

"Lancer, that's enough, use your full strength!"

Cu Chulainn looked at Caster after hearing this, and a contemptuous smile began to appear on his face.

"Yes, Master!!"

Then, Lancer rushed into the swarm of monsters without hesitation!

"bring it on!!"

With superb martial arts and swift speed, Cu Chulainn has now made full use of his combat power that far exceeds that of Caster without hiding it!

In one leap, he passed through the passage mixed with blood, wind and flesh, as fast as a broken bamboo. When his toes touched the ground again, he was less than ten steps away from Caster, and there was no barrier in between.

"Die! Caster!"

"What----!?"

Chapter 38 At this moment, we hold high the banner of ‘salvation’! (First update)

The monsters turned away because of their master's crisis, and all stretched out their tentacles to attack Lancer's back!

But Lancer didn't look back. The scarlet spear spun like a windmill and cut down the pursuing minions while approaching Caster sideways.

Caught up!

Unfortunately, it was just a hair's breadth away from a sure kill. The spear's blow only slightly cut the surface of the spear tip, without damaging any vital parts.

"Take the move!!"

The red spear was thrust out with a low roar, and what the tip of the spear touched was not Caster's thin body, but the cover of the magic book in the opponent's hand.

For Caster, who relied entirely on the powerful power of the grimoire to summon monsters, this was like a decisive blow from a general.

Boom——————!

The sound like waves crashing against the rocks rang out all around.

The endless alien monsters on the ground liquefied in an instant. The monsters originally created from the flesh and blood of the sacrifices once again turned into blood and scattered.

The moment the magic supply of the "Luoyan City Teaching Book" was cut off, they lost the power to be embodied in the body.

In the hands of Caster, who was striding back, the magic book immediately activated its magic furnace skill and quickly regenerated the damaged cover.

Although the power of the Noble Phantasm itself is not destroyed, the magic that has been canceled once is irreversible, and even if the summoning technique has to be repeated again.

There was no way Lancer would give him that kind of time.

“You guy…bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard!!!”

In a desperate situation, Caster's expression was twisted to the point where he rolled his eyes, foaming at the mouth and getting angry.

Lancer brushed it off with his natural smile.

"Hmph~ How about it? Are you surprised by my attack like this? Caster."

"..."

Caster's expression became lunar. He could feel that his magic power was gradually dwindling, and he must be running out of time to stay in the real world.

Even if Lancer doesn't attack him, he can't avoid the ending of exiting.

"Jane...Jane...No one can stop me from saving you!!"

Caster's voice became hoarse, and those bulging eyes seemed to have an unknown power in the deep sea, which could make Xia Qing feel dizzy when she saw those eyes.

"Fuck! Lancer, stop talking nonsense to him and just kill him!"

"yes!"

Xia Qing turned away and stopped looking at Caster. After the monsters and corpses around him disappeared, and the sea breeze blew, the miasma here had almost dissipated.

Therefore, Xia Qing directly made the Platinum Star appear in the west, and ran towards Caster while preparing a defensive posture for battle.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn, you all go to hell!!"

As Caster, who had fallen into madness, roared at the top of his lungs, the magic book in his hand began to glow with a strange purple light, and a magic circle appeared on the ground at Caster's feet, from which bright red magic circles continued to spew out. The blood began to gather into the magic book.

"That is……!?"

Xia Qing's expression hardened, and then he frowned.

"To be able to repair the magic book in such a short period of time, could it be that it was connected to another area through a magic circle in advance?"

And to have such a large supply of blood means that Caster has sacrificed all those captured in the magic workshop...

At this moment, a cold voice came from the corner of the street on the other side.

"It's exactly as expected. This kind of magic power fluctuation is Caster."

Xia Qing looked towards the direction where the voice came from. Walking out of the corner of the street was a petite girl with skin as good as snow and shoulder-length golden hair. Her green eyes looked at Xia Qing and It swept over Lancer's body, and finally placed it on Caster's body with anger.

"Welcome, Saint. It's a great honor to see you again."

Caster bowed to her with a smile, and the anger in Saber's pupils burned even more intensely.

"You evil monster!"

With her sense of perception, she could naturally detect what the blood drawn by Caster when he activated the magic formation represented.

"I'm sorry, Joan of Arc, but you are not the guest of honor at tonight's banquet."