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Chapter two hundred and seventy third sick

"Just because you don't know, it doesn't mean that such news can be hidden from us beings. What that Lord has done in the past has caused dissatisfaction among many beings, and there are even many enemies of the gods. Now, He wants to revive

Returning is not an easy thing."

"So, now that you know the news, as a saint, what are you going to do?"

Kagutsuchi had a spring-like smile on his face, but he said very terrifying content.

"Your Majesty Kagutsuchi, can you say it again?"

When she saw the fire god of the island country, Jeanne had a bad premonition in her heart, and after the other party finished speaking, the premonition turned into reality. The battle with Hei Zhen, and even the protection of the Kingdom of France were temporarily blocked by her.

Forget it. Under the armor, there is only horror in my heart.

If it were the Son who came, neither the Messiah nor the angels from heaven would let her lose her sense of proportion like this.

But that is the Lord! The God who is believed in, the great God who created all things in the world in seven days. It is a huge thing that he can come back to the world after being conceived by humans. And what exactly happened during this?

"Yes, I will say it again. Your Lord, the all-knowing, all-powerful, supreme and only god, will be conceived by the chosen girl and come back to the world. However, what he did before was too excessive, and it may be because he has too many followers.

.I don’t know exactly what your Western gods are thinking, but they don’t want that one to wake up like this.”

"And what I know so far is that the one from the desert country opened the door to hell and released a powerful vampire from it."

He shrugged and said, "That's all I know. If there's more, it's not something I need to worry about."

'Annoying attitude.'

Jeanne complained in her heart, but she still forced out a smile and nodded to Kagutsuchi.

No matter what kind of thoughts the other party holds, it is already a great help to be able to provide her with the information and wake her up in time.

The other party's words made her realize that the current world was not the one where the magic power was constantly weakening and almost drying up. The mystery could only be maintained by hiding and shrinking the number of insiders. If compared to the world they were in before,

If you are an old man who has passed your prime and is strolling towards death, the world is like a babbling baby. Although it is mysterious and weak, it has infinite potential to look forward to.

Joan of Arc had great doubts about the information provided by Kagutsuchi and the true identity of the Lord, but this did not prevent her from being determined to intercept the brewing danger.

"host...."

When Jeanne gradually made up her mind from shock and confusion, Heizhen beside her became a little confused.

.....

Hei Zhen is considered a heroic spirit, but he is not considered one.

In the past, Black Jean was a pseudo-heroic spirit created by Gildray using Jeanne d'Arc's body and the Holy Grail. But now, through the hands of that man, she changed the records in the Throne of Heroes, removed the pseudo-characters, and became from the inside out.

A true heroic spirit.

But the essence of resentment will not change. Compared with normal heroic spirits, Heizhen's emotional deficit is undoubtedly very serious.

The external manifestation is that except for revenge against the Kingdom of France, which once betrayed her, she has no goals and no interest, and she is too lazy to think about it. Anyway, there is Gildray. Although now he has become very ugly and his character is distorted.

It's uncomfortable, but it's still Jill who takes care of herself.

If something happens to God, Joan of Arc, as a saint, will definitely leave the Kingdom of France and go to rescue him.

She may take away other heroic spirit companions, but most of them will go alone. However, the Kingdom of France, which has lost one of its absolute combat power, cannot stop her revenge at all.

But why do you have the idea in your heart that you want to go and see it too?

Moreover, her thoughts became more and more intense, and her body's subconscious movements of preparing to leave frightened her.

There was a long silence, waiting for Kagutsuchi to leave, and for Jeanne to return to the defense line anxiously. Heo Jean turned his head and glanced at the excited Gildre, and said, "Gill, let's go too."

"Joan of Arc?" Gildre, who was wearing a black and purple robe and holding a leather code, giggled, and his expression suddenly stiffened, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Why should we give up such a good opportunity?

"When the Lord comes and evil gathers, there should be many friends who claim to be righteous. The confrontation between justice and evil? Hahaha, it's not bad to go to a show. Maybe there will be good results."

"Hehehe... Yes, it would be nice to witness how the evil faith is broken. It's just a pity that the fake Joan of Arc's departure is the easiest time to complete her revenge."

"But it's boring. Only when their hopes are trampled under my feet, and watching their home and myself being incinerated to ashes in the flames can I feel happy!" Hei Zhen said, frowning slightly: "Jill, shut up.

Mouth, your laughter is too harsh!"

"Yes!" Gildre had a frightening and sinister smile on his face, his bloodshot eyes glanced at the soldiers hiding behind the defense line, and he reluctantly licked the corners of his mouth.

"Let's go, I don't want to leave with that annoying woman!"

Along with the sound of wind, Hei Zhen's faint voice floated.

Fumbling for the leather codex in his hand, Gildre glanced at the black knight beside him, with a disgusting smile on his face, and walked away happily.

.......

Hogwarts, Head of House.

A spatial vortex slowly opened in the center of the room. The sudden strong wind carried all kinds of reports and parchments on the table and flew randomly in the air. The old man with a white beard sitting on the chair had a dissatisfied look on his face.

He looked at the figure coming out of the whirlpool.

The two looked at each other across the table, big eyes facing small eyes, surrounded by papers flying in the sky.

suddenly,

An emerald green light lit up.

"Avada Kedavra, cut out the heart and bones!"

"I...Izanagi" Kagutsuchi showed the magatama Sharingan on his arm without thinking and activated the forbidden technique Izanagi.

The next moment, two rays of light hit him one after another. The light and shadow changed for a while like a stone thrown into sleep, making a circle of ripples and then disappearing. At the same time, the Sharingan transplanted on Kagutsuchi's arm

, the pupils of his eyes also turned pale, and the upper and lower eyelids were tightly closed together.

Patting his chest with lingering fear, Kagutsuchi glared fiercely at the old man in front of him, who looked kind-hearted but was actually a haggard man.
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