Just by waving the weapon, the smoke created by Lin Qi was dispersed by Black Jeanne d’Arc and others, and it had almost no effect.

But when they looked at the position of Lin Qi and the other two, they fell silent.

In just a blink of an eye, the two had run who knows how far away, and from a distance, only two small black dots were left.

Among them, perhaps only Martha, who is now in the Rider world, has a chance to catch up with them?

“Strange, judging from their appearance, they don’t seem to be very fast, how can they run so fast…”

Vlad III looked confused.

“You have time to wonder about this, why didn’t you stop them just now?”

Black Joan of Arc looked at Vlad III coldly.

“Even if you say so, we didn’t know they could run so fast…”

“Shut up! You just said you didn’t know and it’s over? What’s the point of having you!”

“This……”

The remaining three servants watched the scene with great interest, without any intention of interrupting.

“Rider! There’s no way they can keep up the speed they just went. You’re the fastest, so go and catch up with them and let us know their location.”

After scolding Vlad III, Black Joan of Arc turned her attention to Martha who was standing beside her.

“……Yes.”

Martha was silent for a moment, then she took the evil dragon Tarasque that she had subdued and ran towards the direction where Lin Qi and the others had left.

“It should be enough with Rider watching over there. As for us… go back! Bring Jill and Fafner with you. The next time we meet, I will make sure they die without a burial place!”

Black Jeanne’s gaze seemed so cold that it might freeze.

–split line–

So fast! Really so fast! At this speed, even a rider who is known for his speed and the number of Noble Phantasms would have a hard time catching up, right?

Joan of Arc marveled secretly at the rapidly receding scenery around her.

Joan of Arc could sense that she and Lin Qi seemed to have entered a special state. Time was stretched in this state, and the perception of the outside world became blurred. Although she had only taken one step, the effect presented was that she had run more than ten steps.

Feel like shrinking the distance?

After realizing this, Joan of Arc gave up excessive self-action and ran along with Lin Qi’s strength and pace.

As expected, the speed of the two increased slightly.

This is the special ability that Lin Qi possesses.

When the thought of wanting to escape or run faster appears in his mind, Lin Qi’s movements will speed up, and the speed seems to be proportional to the intensity of the thought. At the fastest time, Lin Qi himself can hardly describe it.

In normal times, Lin Qi usually uses self-suggestion such as “run faster” to use this ability. Although the speed is not fast enough to constitute a foul, it is controllable.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Lin Qi finally stopped panting.

“We should have reached this point. They won’t be able to catch up with us for a while…”

Looking back, Lin Qi said a little tiredly.

“are you OK?”

Joan of Arc, who noticed that Lin Qi’s condition was declining, said worriedly.

“This is the first time I use this trick with others. Apart from being a little more tired than running alone, everything else is fine.”

Lin Qi adjusted his breathing.

“Let’s go. There’s no time to rest now. The next time Black Jeanne finds us, it won’t be so easy for us to escape. We have to find Siegfried quickly.”

After saying this, Lin Qi’s breathing almost stabilized.

“Now is not the time to be brave. You are the last hope of mankind. You must adjust your condition.”

Jeanne shook her head.

“Let’s walk for a few minutes and rest. As you said, they won’t be able to catch up with us for a while.”

“……All right.”

Zhende held Lin Qi’s hand and walked on the road in the ruined village.

But after walking for only a dozen seconds, the two discovered something was wrong.

It was very quiet, or rather, unreasonably quiet.

“what……”

A low, unconscious murmur came from an unknown direction, accompanied by abnormal footsteps.

Letting go of his hand, Lin Qi took out the black key, and Joan of Arc also summoned the flag again, looking around vigilantly.

Obviously, the place that Lin Qi randomly found to stay was also a place of trouble.

Looking in the direction of the voice, the two saw the identity of the person coming.

“This is… a living corpse?!”

The rotting bodies, abnormal walking posture, and cloudy eyes all prove their identities.

“With this number… I’m afraid everyone in this village has been transformed into zombies.”

Having said that, Lin Qi was silent for a moment.

Lin Qi has actually seen a lot of corpses during this period of time. He also has some understanding of the concept of zombies from games and animations, but when he really saw a corpse rushing towards him like a wild beast that smelled something.

But I couldn’t help but feel a creepy feeling.

Her fingers drew runes in the air again, and Joan of Arc walked forward silently with the flag in her hand.

The zombies were at best a means that could be accomplished by an ordinary magician. They were on the same level as the skeleton soldiers, or even inferior to them. They were cleaned up by the two of them in a short while.

Joan of Arc praying for the villagers.

Lin Qi hugged his chest and fell into thought involuntarily while watching Joan of Arc’s actions.

Although turning people into zombies is indeed annoying, it does not look like the work of Black Joan of Arc. After all, how can this be as efficient as burning them directly with fire?

So there must be some anti-hero or magician behind this… Most likely it’s caster or ass…

“Watch your back!”

When Lin Qi was daydreaming, Joan of Arc’s scream suddenly reached his ears.

Suddenly feeling a chill on his back, Lin Qi did not have time to hesitate and immediately used his second special ability.

Get out of the way!

The sharp claws pierced Lin Qi’s chest, but there was no blood and flesh splattering as the attacker had expected.

Instead, it was as if it passed through a projection, and the claw and the arm passed through together without touching anything.

The attacker obviously had not expected this situation, and a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes behind the half skull mask.

Lin Qi’s reaction was quick. After confirming that someone was attacking him, he immediately activated the rune he had engraved on the black key.

The black key that had been separated from Lin Qi’s palm at some point began to glow with a blue and white light, and the several runes on it were shining brightly.

explosion!

Accompanied by a loud bang, a violent explosion enveloped Lin Qi and the attacker.

Under Joan of Arc’s desperate gaze, a black shadow emerged from the dust produced by the explosion.

The fantasy hero named The Phantom of the Opera looked gloomily at his clothes which were torn by the explosion, as well as his arm which was the most seriously injured and bleeding.

Even though he was a heroic spirit, he could not have imagined that Lin Qi, a mere master, would use such a fighting style.

The light of Rune flickered with hazy colors in the dust, and several fireballs suddenly shot out from it, targeting the Phantom of the Opera.

The Phantom of the Opera’s agility level was not low. After sensing the attack, he dodged Lin Qi’s fireball with two jumps.

“Ahem…I’m fine.”

Lin Qi was seen half squatting on the ground in the smoke and dust, with two strange glowing symbols in front of him.

Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran in front of Lin Qi, looking at The Phantom of the Opera vigilantly.

This guy’s breath blocking level is quite high. If Joan of Arc, who no longer has the job skills of the Judge, had not used her Revelation skill just now, she would have had no way of detecting this old coin.

Fortunately, both of them reacted quickly, and Lin Qi had a trick up his sleeve, otherwise the finale would have come to an end early.

“I finally understand why everyone hates assassin…”

Lin Qi, who escaped death, felt his pounding heartbeat and looked coldly at the Phantom of the Opera in front of him.

“After all, Breath Blocking is an Assassin’s job skill. If you don’t use it properly, you’ll be at a disadvantage.”

The Phantom of the Opera shook off the blood beads on his arm and smiled faintly.

Lin Qi didn’t say anything.

Sometimes this is the worst thing. There are too many servants in the entire fgo, not including some that have historical prototypes but have not been produced. In addition, most of the servants have low practical value, so Lin Qi doesn’t even know who this unpopular servant in front of him is, and what abilities and treasures he has.

But Jeanne d’Arc and Lin Qi both have a consensus – they cannot let him use his treasure.

The battle between Servants is basically a competition between Noble Phantasms. Since Jeanne’s spiritual base is in a half-crippled state, her Noble Phantasm is also half-crippled, and she has a high probability of not being able to gain an advantage in the Noble Phantasm competition.

What’s more, there are always some treasures that are extremely strange, and even powerful heroic spirits may suffer setbacks.

Without any nonsense, Lin Qi slid his fingers and continued to draw talismans in the air.

Joan of Arc took the lead and fought with the Phantom of the Opera while covering for Lin Qi.

The Phantom of the Opera is just a fantasy hero, and his background is in modern times. Even if his panel is good, he doesn’t have any powerful skills. Moreover, his skill of debuffing the enemy has no effect on Joan of Arc.

Apart from this, he didn’t even have a decent weapon and could only attack with his claws that were as hard as steel.

With the blessing of Revelation, even though Jeanne d’Arc is not a servant known for her combat skills, she is still able to fight against The Phantom of the Opera.

Lin Qi concentrated intently on carving a combination of runes that could greatly strengthen Joan of Arc, paying only a little attention to the battlefield between the two of them.

Lin Qi did not hide it, and both of the people who were fighting noticed it.

The Phantom of the Opera just had a problem with his brain, but he was not really stupid. After seeing Lin Qi’s actions, he found an opportunity to throw two darts at Lin Qi.

Want to interrupt the spell.

Get out of the way!

Lin Qi gave himself a psychological hint, but his body did not move. Two darts passed through Lin Qi’s body and stuck diagonally on the ground.

“Tsk!”

The Phantom of the Opera looked at this scene unhappily, and the next second he started fighting again with Joan of Arc who was rushing towards him fiercely.

This is Lin Qi’s second special ability. After giving himself the hint to “get away”, his body will become ethereal as if escaping into another dimension. Any attack will pass through Lin Qi’s body without causing any harm.

After using psychological suggestion, the blur can be maintained for up to 5 seconds. Just like the first special ability, the stronger the thought, the longer it can be maintained.

long.

It is also the ability used when launching the self-destruction tactic with Kurodai at singularity f.

As Lin Qi made his last stroke, the rune in front of him turned into a white light and disappeared, and was replaced by a white light appearing on Joan of Arc’s body.

The tense battlefield was finally broken. With a powerful attack from the strengthened Joan of Arc, The Phantom of the Opera was knocked back several steps. The cloth of the flag cut through the air, making a whistling sound, while also blocking The Phantom of the Opera’s vision.

As the flag flew away, several fireballs shot out from behind it and attacked the Phantom of the Opera’s position.

“boom!”

The explosion caused flames to splash everywhere, and the Phantom of the Opera escaped from the flames in a panic.

You have to use a treasure…

The Phantom of the Opera thought with a grim expression.

“Don’t think about it!”

Joan of Arc noticed his thoughts and chased after him without saying a word.

But the Phantom of the Opera is an assassin after all. In addition to his job skills, his speed cannot be underestimated. Joan of Arc was unable to catch up with him even when he was fighting and retreating.

“Sing, sing…”

The Phantom of the Opera had a smug smile on his face, and while fighting and retreating, he gathered his magic power and began to activate his treasure.