At the beginning, unlimited skill tree!

This feeling is not false...

There is no distinction between strong and weak.

The Saint protects the world, but Heizhen only wants to protect the Master.

The radiant light (will) that even a true saint cannot take away.

Wrap yourself and the enemy in flames, and the center of the battlefield will be crackling with fire.

Heizhen waved his flag and sword, fiercely and powerfully responding to every attack that was like an earthquake.

Bang, boom~! !

The sound of the collision was like thunder exploding on the ground.

The scene in front of me is like returning to the age of gods...

A scene where a human hero fights with a legendary monster.

Full of the most primitive and bloody brutal fighting.

No defense, using attack instead of defense, like a berserker,

All he can think about is killing the opponent, and all he can see is fighting for the lethal parts of his opponent's body.

People looked at the two bloody figures,

Or rather...

What's more, Hei Zhen's figure is constantly stained with blood due to the forceful collision.

Even though she was at an absolute disadvantage in the battle, she still stood stubbornly and had no idea of ​​​​escape: "Ah ha ha ha ha!

Absolutely, never let you go!

I know exactly what you think!

Because you are me!

Hate, hate, everything is so hateful!

Days that feel as painful as pouring scalding hot oil into your stomach!

No matter how you kill, you can't vent this feeling!

Even if you kill the person involved, it will not help! "

Bang, bang! ~! Bang bang!

Every time Hei Zhen screamed with all his strength, he waved the sword and the flag in his hand to collide with the sharp claws of the vicious beast.

The Noble Phantasm and sharp claws in the air seemed to be able to rub sparks and flashes of steel.

That powerful and heavy attack that keeps getting heavier,

It seems to symbolize the strong emotions that are constantly rising in the two people's hearts!

It's called hatred... it's more of the unspeakable depression and resentment that needs to be vented.

Suddenly——

The Wolf King's sharp claws broke through Hei Zhen's defense and made a deep cut on his body.

Hei Zhen's body was trembling, but the feeling of having to say something made her still gritted her teeth and continued: "So in the end, we can only annihilate everything!

And believe that as long as you do this, this upsetting feeling will disappear! "

Huh~! Bang! ! Sonorous! Weapons clash!

Hei Zhen: “But it’s very regrettable~!

This is something that can never be vented in a lifetime! "

Bang~bang~! Keep fighting!

Hei Zhen: "Even until death! Even until death, I will not be able to vent this hatred!

We are beings living out of hatred. "

That was a hoarse roar!

Constantly stimulating two hearts full of hatred, the Wolf King's attack speed became faster and more brutal.

Bright red flashed across Heizhen's retinas twice quickly,

The witch tortures both parties from the soul, but she is still singing!

People look at Kurosada like this...! ~!

She...she has never said this in front of others...

He never showed any weakness in his heart.

But until then, people vaguely understood that the name and hatred inherited from Joan of Arc were actually just fakes...

From the moment she was born until now, this woman has lived in a world of confusion and suffering every day.

Obviously he is still just a child at his actual age.

According to the year it took Chaldea to save mankind,

Heizhen was no more than three years old from birth.

However, she became an adult in advance, an adult living in false hatred.

There is no relatively happy childhood, but constant choices on a painful path.

People looked at that figure with distress...

This is a collision and fight between two souls whose bodies and minds are riddled with holes.

suddenly——

People feel that maybe it would be better to let Hei Zhen vent his anger once and for all.

And after venting...

‘This woman, fate still owes her a happy and complete life. ’ People can’t help but feel pity in their hearts.

Hei Zhen: "Accelerate and chip away until you lose it."

They are all killing machines that only consume lives.

And you have no companions here.

Nor your beloved wife. "

The sparks surrounded by flames are like moths flying across the air in a beautiful and tragic scene.

And Hei Zhen, who had made all the declarations, suddenly showed a smile that was truly joyful from the bottom of her heart.

"So, let me kill you, Wolf King."

Probably... there is nothing more gratifying than giving relief to people who share the same problem.

Heizhen is not unilaterally expressing her inner weakness, but rather showing the courage and determination to face the future and face the truth.

That awe-inspiring burning fighting spirit...

Even the dark night seems to be burning like a white hole.

In people’s shocked eyes——!

The figure opened its eyes wide and let out a final cry: "The only way is to dream in vain and die,

This is the salvation of our Avengers! "

Bang~! boom! ! !

With a strike of the sword, a burst of fire shot up from the ground into the sky, and the flame explosion instantly swept through Wolf King Rob's body.

Hei Zhen's sudden and fierce blow,

... People's blood was gushing out when they saw it, and an equally tense heart was in their throats.

Such a powerful explosion and the power it displayed gave people hope.

But the next moment, poof! !

The wolf king bit Hei Zhen's body and drew a piece of blood.

The air suddenly became silent...

People stared with eyes wide open in disbelief and trembling,

‘Really… so… strong? ’

That was enough to kill ordinary people.

Everyone’s heart suddenly cooled down.

Black Jeanne: “Ah… it’s a fatal injury.

It pierced the soul core (heart) directly.”

Wolf King Rob continued to roar!

Black Jeanne was trembling all over, but still unwilling to fall down, or was it the trembling of excitement and anger?

“You can’t laugh. Only hatred, only hatred.

At least you should learn to enjoy the joy of revenge, you stupid dog!” She scolded loudly.

Like a senior, she was patiently guiding the younger generation, and a ferocious smile appeared on her face.

…Everyone was speechless.

They saw that the golden particles of spirits that were transformed when the heroic spirits left the stage and dissipated had begun to emerge from Black Jeanne’s body.

Sadness surged in people's hearts...

Even the wolf king Hessen Robert fell into a brief silence in the face of such an unexpected rebuke: "————."

Hei Zhen: "...Ah, I see, that's how it is.

Then there is really no time to enjoy it..."

Suddenly——in response to Hei Zhen, there was a finishing blow as if he was angry and a fierce bite.

More blood splattered!

Hei Zhen: "Woo!"

Everyone: !!!

Fuck——!! At this moment, people's mentality exploded, and they wanted to rush up to help the figure immediately, even if they could just stop the wolf king a little and relieve her pain!

But——

'It's obviously going to dissipate, can't you just leave honestly? Don't provoke it with words. Jeanne! '

People felt sorry and couldn't bear to see her suffer such torture.

However, there is one thing that most people forget and ignore.

Even though it was a fake, Black Jeanne and Jeanne had the same legend, and naturally inherited similar treasures.

That was the song of the red lotus that ignited from the inside at the cost of self-destruction!

Chapter 67 Finally feeling the same as ‘her’! Blooming from the inside!

Black Jeanne: “Ah… Even so, even so it’s still a pity.

It seems I still have to keep you imprisoned here for a while.

——【Roar, my anger】!”

Accompanied by the release words of the treasure,

Boom~!!!

The raging flames instantly spread across the clouds, dyeing the night red into pieces of fire clouds.

Countless spears like piercing a forest pierced through the wolf king Rob!

In this all-out attack, Black Jeanne finally injured the wolf king once.

Black Jean gritted her teeth and shouted: “It’s not the same as usual…