With a loud sound, centered on her neck, Joan of Arc was frozen into an ice sculpture on all sides.

Then the brunette girl came again, and her fist was hit at Joan of Arc again...... The joint venture of these two men is indeed perfect, one after the other, without giving Joan of Arc any respite, if this punch hits, Joan of Arc will definitely die.

Ka!

At this moment, Huang Zheng in mid-air snapped his fingers lightly, and opened his mouth to read: "Gou ......"

Suddenly, a flame ignited from Joan of Arc's forehead.

On the city wall, Yunkong Pavilion's gaze continued to stop on Joan of Arc's body, seeing that Joan of Arc was almost powerless to fight back under the attack of two clever girls, even he was surprised, but this ultimate boss at a cost of 100,000 yuan, how could it be so weak?

He couldn't help but check the player token from scratch, wanting to check if he had seen a few more zeros.

However, there is no change in the 100,000 game point commendation, and on the pomp, Joan of Arc is still pressed and beaten by two Karakuri girls, since this is the case...... Then just kill it!

Yunkong Pavilion thinks that he is not a passing villain, he will not give the enemy a chance to develop, since the current Joan of Arc is still very weak, then of course it is to kill early, therefore, the original simple attack instantly led to a killing move, which is why there is a rainstorm of attack by two clever girls.

But the final killing move of the two stopped before a flame of fire.

It was a very small, tiny flame, only as thick as a finger, and it flickered from Joan of Arc's forehead, excreting the ice, and it didn't look violent, as if the wind would extinguish the fire, but whether it was the two clever girls or the Yunkong Pavilion standing on the city wall, they all felt like they were facing a great enemy...... The two Karakuri maidens, in particular, had almost retired at the first moment, their eyes fixed on the flame on Joan of Arc's head, filling their hearts.

"I see! I see...... "Feeling the trembling beam brought by the flame, it was finally clear to the Cloud Sky Pavilion that it was not Joan of Arc that cost 100,000 yuan, but the inheritance behind Joan of Arc, "I didn't expect that it was really a character who continued to originate, which was really unexpected, but if I could take that wisp of flame for myself, the price would probably exceed 100,000 game points." ”

Thinking of this, Yunkong Pavilion fell into a momentary hesitation.

On the other hand, Joan of Arc now feels that she is standing in the middle of a boundless sea, no, it should be a sea of fire to be exact. She looked down at herself, and found that there was indeed no wisp on her body, and the flames burned from the new to her feet, but surprisingly, she did not feel the slightest pain, but a trace of warmth and comfort.

...... here?

When Joan of Arc's heart was in doubt, a figure slowly appeared in front of her, "Welcome to the Sea of Origin. ”

"Lord!"

found that Huang Zheng in front of Joan of Arc was covered with **, and there was no little Dingding, but at this time, Joan of Arc had no new ideas, just surprised why he came to such a place.

The souls of the two are compatible, Huang Zheng can naturally feel her thoughts, and said with a smile: "Since my death, the soul has continuously existed in the origin, in the inner world, what you have seen is just a projection, and through my investigation of the experience, similar projections have been found several times in the past experience, but I don't know it...... For example, when Solomon listened to the commandment, when Shakyamuni realized the way, when the Lord was born......"

Joan of Arc's eyes widened suddenly, although she was just a village girl, it did not mean that she was ignorant, she had heard of such big figures as Solomon and Shakyamuni, as for Yahweh...... It was the greatest figure engraved in the church of their village of Dongremi, her Lord!

But......

Could it be that he has recognized the wrong person in a row?

"You guessed it right, I'm not Jesus, in fact, the first time we met that day, the old man I scared away was Jesus."

"And who are you?" Joan of Arc instinctively asked, although she already knew that she had recognized the wrong person, but she did not swing her faith, because her soul has been bound to Huang Zheng, this kind of faith from the soul is far more unshakable than the belief in herself.

"Me? I am the one who ended the age and the one who created the age, and you don't need to remember anything else, because soon you will understand everything...... Come here. Huang Zheng beckoned to the girl.

Joan of Arc hesitated slightly, not because of disobedience or anything like that, but because she finally realized that she was wearing nothing now, and she didn't dare to have too cordial contact with Huang Zheng, but looking at the indifferent smile on Huang Zheng's face, she finally or gradually drifted over.

Huang Zheng stroked the girl's smooth and delicate skin, held her in his arms, and said, "It turns out that I am not expected to interfere in your affairs, and I plan to hold this step before the last era, but since I have discovered the power outside the world, and the soul compatibility of you and me has reached the request of the foundation, it is time to do this." ”

"What's the matter?" Joan of Arc asked weakly.

"The Moment of Consecration!"

"Sealed ...... Canonization? Joan of Arc's eyes widened suddenly, although usually those warriors often called her Holy Maiden, but it was at most a respectful title, no different from the envoys of the gods, but now, she knew that the canonization that Huang Zheng said was definitely another kind of canonization.

"How about! A village girl like me......"

"Nothing is impossible, Solomon, Shakyamuni and even Yahweh, they were originally just mortals, and it was only because of the inheritance of the fire that they realized the great skill. Solomon's accomplishments were slightly worse because he did not abandon earthly hopes, but reached the level of enlightenment of people like Shakyamuni, Avalokiteshvara, and Yahweh, and became one of the new gods...... And now, not only have you obtained the inheritance of the fire, but your soul has also come to this Sea of Origin with me, and your starting point is far higher than theirs, and I say that if you can be canonized, you can be canonized! ”

"Now, close your eyes and bear the inheritance of the fire, and the flame will report everything back to you."

Huang Zheng's hardened attitude made Joan of Arc unable to say anything to argue, and slowly closed her eyes, and then she sensed something warm on her lips......

"Hmm!" Joan of Arc was so frightened that she almost spread her eyes, if she thought it was right, this was supposed to be a kiss? I did kiss the Lord, how ......

Huang Zheng felt the energy of Joan of Arc's violent turbulence, and said to her in his heart: "This is the ceremony of the inheritance of the fire, although there are other methods, but relatively speaking, this is the most convenient and straightforward, and nothing is more profound than the fusion of the soul...... Come on, try to take it easy, bear all that I have, and then you will be able to become a saint. ”

Although it is only a soul body, but for Joan of Arc, this is no different from a real body, so cordial that it will not be more cordial, even with Huang Zheng's advice, it can't make her calm down in a short time, on the contrary, she even senses that there is a hot impulse in her body, and some instinctive hope makes her body tremble slightly.

When Joan of Arc wanted to suppress that impulse, Huang Zheng's voice sounded in his head again.

"It doesn't matter, hope is also a part of life, and although you will have the ultimate enlightenment and achieve something like Jehovah, I am more hopeful that you will be like Solomon, as far as I am concerned...... At the same time, there is the hope of mortals and the belief in the Supreme Source, so bear it. ”

"I ...... I see. ”

Now Joan of Arc, with the constant impact of that instinct, even the understanding has become a little blurred, and she almost failed her own idea, she will do whatever Huang Zheng says, so she completely spreads out her self and lets that hope continue to impact her soul...... She sensed countless hands caressing her body, and she felt countless flames exploding in her body, pain and happiness, and then ......

At the moment when her knowledge was about to be lost, a visible flame ignited in the depths of her soul, and in an instant, her eyes looked through the period to the infinite mythical era, from the collapse of Huang Zheng and the integration of the fire into the origin, all the experiences flashed in front of her as quickly as a marquee, and at the same time, her understanding gradually recovered.

At this time, Joan of Arc finally made it clear what the use of the phrase "Flame will report everything to you".

Finally, the girl opened her eyes, and the familiar sky came into view.

Click!

The ice covering the upper layer of Joan of Arc's body shattered in an instant, and she felt her body slightly, the broken bones in her abdomen seemed to have recovered, and the cold chill did not bring her the slightest side use, yes...... The two girls not far away were staring at them attentively.

"It turns out that it's only been so much time."

Joan of Arc muttered that in the Sea of Origin, the knowledge and soul were obsessed with the hope of betrayal, which made her think that the time had passed for a long time, but in reality, it was really only a moment.

In that case, it's time to fight back!

Joan of Arc took a deep breath, forcibly stabilized herself in mid-air, and then the flagpole in her hand slammed into the ground, and with this reaction force, she took the initiative to kill the two Karakuri girls.

"Kill her!" At the same time, the Cloud Sky Pavilion also issued an order to the Karakuri girls.

The three of them fought in an instant.

Tired...... Oh negligence, it should be Gil de Ray to be correct!

Devoted to the French royal family, Guildrey was one of the most famous generals of his time, not only for his bravery, but also for his thoughtfulness, and he was appointed Marshal of France as a senior commander of the army, intervening and directing the war against the British.

It can be said that in the French military department, there are few generals with a higher status than him.

Of course, this does not mean that Guildrey is a military hawk above 10,000 people under one person in France, in fact, in medieval Europe, military power was continuously controlled by the royal family and aristocracy, and even if any marshal was about the highest commander of the battlefield, in the end he was just a wage earner...... In the official history, after Joan of Arc's death, it was Guildley who really led the French to defeat the British army, but even with such a hard work, he was only the lowest-ranking baron in the rugged titles of the princess, which shows how the royal family and the nobility were centralized in medieval Europe.

Although this world is the history of the White Moon, which is very different from the official history, it has not played any fresh tricks in this regard, otherwise, a general as nervous as Guildley would not have carried such an order that was almost equivalent to death, and brought a thousand horses to fight for this British garrison.

However, it was precisely because of the small number of soldiers and horses he brought with him that he was able to get here in the fastest time, and if he had made such a long detour according to the normal rate of queue progress, it would have to be at least three days later.

When he first arrived on the battlefield, the battle situation in front of him made Guildley a little confused, and with his half-year experience of the army's general instructions, he really couldn't understand how to fight like this...... The coach and the general go head-to-head, the horse team and the horse team fight together, this is not a game of chess!

Of course, he had a resume of half a year's general instructions for the army, or he could quickly judge that the blonde girl with twisted braids waving the flag against one enemy was the tool he needed to join forces with Joan of Arc this time, and the small number of three hundred horses, although wearing the armor of the British, was undoubtedly French.

Although he still couldn't understand how holy those two young girls who fought with Joan of Arc, they could shoot the ice and snow in the sky with a casual swing, and they could turn the world upside down with a casual punch, if the British army was full of such figures, where could they have the slightest hope of victory in France? But he did not prejudice his analysis of the battlefield.

"Sure enough, after breaking off for the soldiers under his subordinates, what a noble sentiment this is!" After judging the battle situation, Guildley suddenly admired it, this idea, whether it is a nobleman or a general, the superiors love their lives very much, not to mention the soldiers below, they don't even dare to take some risks, he is not for one or two unilateral, but for all people.

But Joan of Arc, for the sake of his own team of 300 horses, really resisted the attack of the enemy's two tiger generals alone with the dignity of the commander, fighting on the front line, which was not something that he knew could do unilaterally.

"When she goes into battle, she is the first to fight, and when she retreats, she is exactly the same as the legend, and probably, only a person like her is capable of saving the French ......" Guildley looked at the battlefield with adoring eyes, and then raised the long sword in his hand and shouted, "Gentlemen, charge with me!" ”

"Oh!!"

Guildrey is worthy of being the general with the highest prestige on the French side, even in such a dangerous battle situation, following his order, the soldiers did not complain at all, and fought hard to kill.

The Yunkong Pavilion located on the city wall naturally saw this horse team that came out from the side, and his heart was immediately annoyed, but just when he planned to order the adjutant to lead the troops to meet him, he found that the side door of the station was wide open, and a queue had rushed out like lightning, and the person at the head had a red hair like flames.

"Tristan ......"

Yunkong Pavilion was stunned for a moment, and then showed a relaxed smile.

He naturally knew that the man who led the enemy's new force was Guildley, and he would never despise this figure who had left a greasy mark in the 100-year battle between England and France, but Tristan, as one of the Knights of the Round Table, was no good opponent...... In terms of military ability, Guildley is superior, but in terms of unilateral combat power, how can human beings roughly compare to the heroic spirits!

With Tristan's white soldiers intercepting, the Cloud Sky Pavilion has completely put his mind at ease, and his attention will be concentrated on the battlefield directly in front of the city gate next time, the battle between Joan of Arc and the two Karakuri girls.

After Joan of Arc obtained the inheritance of the fire, she was matched with the tempering of time and space, and she had already received the body of a saint, and her physical strength alone had reached the highest level of fierceness, and this was only the beginning stage, coupled with the care of divine power, the two clever girls could no longer wait to hit her as hard as before.

But it will be difficult for Joan of Arc to win, because although she is vacant on the defensive end, she is not very strong on the offensive end, and her two opponents are completely fierce, and they are still not of an order of magnitude.

Not to mention Joan of Arc, even if they are as strong as Shakyamuni and Yahweh, they did not immediately ascend to the position of new gods after obtaining the inheritance of the fire, but after countless years of cultivation and comprehension, they finally attained the Great Way.

Joan of Arc's environment is much better than theirs, the inheritance obtained by other people is just the fire scattered between heaven and earth, after the washing of time, it is no longer as pure and huge as the beginning, and the Huang Zheng projected by the fire is just a phantom, without knowing and soulless, and even unable to exchange and touch, all of which can only be comprehended by themselves. However, the fire obtained by Joan of Arc was spread by Huang Zheng himself, and what he inherited was the purest skill and knowledge, which was enough to shape the body of a saint in an instant.

However, if you want to make progress with this, you won't.

And the reason why Huang Zheng chose to be a bystander is to let her get used to this kind of skill as soon as possible, precisely because her starting point is too high, so she needs to practice more in actual combat, and only her actual combat ability allows her skills to get the fastest promotion.

It's true that Joan of Arc won't be on the rise, but now she can ride a rocket and abandon the world.

But then again, back to ......

"These two unilateral puppets are really strong, driven by the Philosopher's Stone, the energy is almost inexhaustible, there are strange freezing abilities and Honkai abilities, it seems to be self-reliant outside the Philosopher's Stone, isn't this eating a Devil Fruit?"

Huang Zheng crossed Erlang's legs, sitting in the air and investigating the battle on both sides, although the system blocked him with a lot of information about the player, but the puppet does not belong to the player, with his vision or can more accurately judge the essence of these two puppets, and in his opinion, the skills of these two puppets are almost no less than the mad Hercules.

"And what the hell, isn't this Iluri and Day and Night?!"

Huang Zheng didn't know how the player got these two real figures, and because of the enhancement of a few unique things, their skills were far stronger than the main body, the only regret was that their self-awareness was too weak, which made them never reach the point of reason, and could only stop at the threshold of madness.

But such skills are the most suitable for Joan of Arc to practice, with their offensive power it is difficult to cause fatal trauma to Joan of Arc, but at the same time it can bring great pressure to Joan of Arc and help stimulate stamina.

"Kill, ah, ah...... Save our holy woman! ”

On the battlefield, the shouts of the horse team pierced the clouds and cracked the stones.

It was a team of 300 horses led by Joan of Arc, it turned out that after Joan of Arc personally cut them off, they had already run out of the battlefield, but when they found that their holy daughter was still on the battlefield, they immediately killed and returned, and at this time they were already trapped in the enemy's trap, and Guildley's new force was also intercepted by Tristan, unable to hold a rescue in real time.

Although they have Joan of Arc's BUFF, there is a huge difference in numbers, and they don't have the slightest advantage in battle.

Yunkong Pavilion thought that they were blocking and wanted to get rid of it, but Huang Zheng thought that this group of horses had caused a burden.

"Alas, so he said that the peasant soldiers......

Huang Zheng sighed helplessly, he didn't look down on the peasant soldiers, but this kind of queue that only relied on blood to fight really couldn't become too big a day, when the backbone of Joan of Arc was lost, they could no longer connect with a calm mentality, and it was difficult to connect with the foundation of the formation, they could only see the things in front of them, and then they were swaying with blood.

And the most nervous thing is that it is a useless move.

If it is an army on the right track, obeying Joan of Arc's order to retreat to the limits of peace, Joan of Arc has no worries, and under her own care, she wants to go or it is very easy.

And now, with the continuous deaths of the horse team, Joan of Arc's emotions have also been affected, and he can no longer fight with confidence.

"It's a good time!"

Yunkong Pavilion is a good player, he continued to watch Joan of Arc's movements, and immediately noticed that Joan of Arc's energy was not consolidated, and his heart was overjoyed, and he quickly sent a queue to surround and kill Joan of Arc's men, and he also jumped off the city wall...... This will make him aware of Joan of Arc's strength, and if he adds himself, he has the pride to kill Joan of Arc completely with the power of the three of them.

The battle suddenly became intolerable, and Joan of Arc's heart became more and more anxious.

"Alas, there's no way, let's change people."

At this moment, Huang Zheng's voice sounded in Joan of Arc's ears, and the next moment she felt that her understanding was suppressed, and sure enough, she gradually lost control of her body, and at the same time, she could clearly feel that an incomparably strong soul was injected into her body......

"Honkai Vajra Force!"

The black-haired Karakuri girl noticed that her opponent's movements suddenly became rigid, and immediately struck a palm directly into Joan of Arc's skull, and even the space was cracked under this blow.

However, Joan of Arc only glanced at her lightly, and his left hand bypassed her attack in an inconceivable trajectory, and his five fingers were clasped on her skill, and he said with a smile: "Okay, okay, let's go sleep first." ”

Crash!

The next moment, the black-haired girl was swept away, and her body slammed into the city wall a hundred meters away.

Rumble!!!

The violent impact sound, even the heavy city wall seemed to be swaying gently, and the British soldiers guarding the city wall looked down, only to find that the black-haired girl had already sunk half of her body into the city wall, and then these soldiers looked at each other again, and they could vaguely see that the eyes of their companions showed a look of fear.

They were shocked by the growth of Joan of Arc, just with a wave of their hands, they threw people out of a hundred meters and fell into the city wall, how appalling is the woman called Joan of Arc, is such a skill really human? At the same time, they were also shocked by the strength of the black girl's body, if it was someone else, such a strong impact would have already gone to the soup, but this girl didn't even shed blood, just as strong as a human being.

By analogy...... Will their walls still hold on?