League of Legends in Multiverse Chapter 738

Hellfire fell from the heavens. The raging flames unleashed by Black Jeanne d'Arc were not merely burning fiercely themselves—they transformed every trace of evil magical energy they touched into fuel, igniting it further. To Servants, this ominous fire that converted any magical energy it encountered into fuel was hundreds, even thousands of times more dangerous than ordinary flames.

A stream of blazing fire became an enraged dragon that descended from the sky, separating Lianye's group from the Mad Enhancement Servants.

Rather than saying that the flames had surrounded Lianye's group's escape route, intending to execute them all by "burning at the stake," it would be more accurate to say that even the Mad Enhancement Servants would struggle to escape this bizarre evil fire unharmed—this was completely indiscriminate AOE!

Scared now?! When I, Black Jeanne d'Arc, go crazy, I even hit my own side!

"Withdraw. Once we Mad Enhancement Servants are tainted by this fire, the raging flames cannot be extinguished unless we sever one of our own arms."

Vlad III put away his Magic Spear and retreated, staying far away from Black Jeanne d'Arc's raging flames. As the oldest vampire, he was the very embodiment and representative of evil magical energy. If even a spark touched him, it would likely use his body as fuel and burn him to ashes.

"Damn it, what the hell is this 960?!"

The scorching flames were equally agonizing for Elizabeth Báthory. Anyone aligned with Chaos and Evil could not possibly be unafraid of these bizarre raging flames.

It possessed a destructive range capable of targeting armies and even cities, while also carrying terrifying destructive power no less than an anti-unit Noble Phantasm. By Servant standards, wasn't that a little too imba? "Just what the hell is Black Jeanne d'Arc's Noble Phantasm?"

Lianye replied, making