my beauty world

Chapter 402 The despicable and shameless person with black heart

As a large number of old blacks fell to the ground, the square at the front gate of the Louvre suddenly became much quieter, but Joan of Arc did not intend to stop at all. She jumped from the top of the glass pyramid and hit the ground with a bang.

With a sword in one hand and a flag in the other, he walked towards the crowded place.

On the ground, there were a large number of black corpses, with blood and brains flowing out.

Joan's disgust was written on her face, and her cold voice was full of killing and decisiveness: "Dirty heretics, get out of France, this is not your country!"

But what responded to her was only killing, chaos and madness.

The old blacks attacked everywhere like crazy, killing and setting fire, and even killing each other.

In the eyes of Joan of Arc, the defender of France from the Middle Ages, these black people are not human at all. What they say can make the white leftists in France rage: "Dirty monster, go back to hell!"

The powerful perception was activated, sensing every old black within sight, the holy sword Durandar was raised above his head, and the cold voice was cadenced, and he uttered the holy spell: "In the name of the heavenly father, judge the evil!"

In a large area nearby, countless black people suddenly stopped moving, touched their throats one by one, and frantically tore them apart, as if a gallows had been put on their necks. They opened their mouths and gasped desperately, but they couldn't take a breath of air.

Even the air hates them!

In a blink of an eye, a large group of black people fell down again.

Near the Louvre, the crazy Kuroshio is empty!
Joan's sharp eyes turned to the Champs Elysees.

There, the evil black current is still raging, and may break the French embankment at any time.

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Roof of the Comédie Française.

The strike turned from a parade to a riot, and most of the spectators hid in the building.

Ilsa looked into the distance and said, "It's a bit unexpected. I didn't expect her to hate black people so much."

Ronan replied softly: "In her time, black people had no status. What black people believe in now is precisely the heathen who was the sworn enemy of her time."

"It's just a corner of France," Ilsa said.

Ronan was thinking about other things, and asked: "With Joan's extreme performance, if she sees the real side of France, especially the 19th, 20th and 93rd districts, how will she react?"

Based on Joan's performance just now, Ilsa substituted herself and said, "The faith may collapse."

Ronan nodded slightly: "The flames of the British are burning, something neither the Knights of the Round Table nor Arthur can do..."

Could it be that the French killed themselves before the enemy hit Paris?
Ilsa said: "It really is France!"

The raven in the sky warned at this time, and Ronan said, "The cobras are about to be dispatched."

Ilsa untied the windbreaker she was wearing, and the clothes fell to the ground, revealing the dark red dragon skin battle clothes inside.

With the Dragonscale Shield on his left arm and the King's Sword on his right hand, he was ready to attack.

Ronan shook the magic carpet away with his hands, jumped on it with Ilsa, and controlled the magic carpet to fly into the sky.

Condescending, ready to shoot at any time.

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Sophie rushed out from the door of the glass pyramid, just in time to see Joan make her second shot.

In her eyes, countless old black corpses lay densely packed on the ground, as pitiful as slaughtered lambs.

"Why? Why!" Sophie seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be questioning: "Saint, why did you do this? Black lives matter!"

But Joan of Arc seemed to have never heard of it, and when the sword was retracted, there was a large black corpse on the ground.

Sophie was in a trance for a while, unable to believe everything in front of her eyes.

Potionist Asterix followed from behind, Sophie grabbed him and said, "Stop the saint, this is a massacre!"

Asterix just glanced at it and said, "The saint is angry, I can't help it!"

He looked at the old black corpses all over the place: "Pagans, if you die, you die."

Sophie turned her head and stared at him: "They are French too!"

Asterix didn't speak or do anything.

The current Saintess is comparable to when she was besieged by the British and the Knights of the Round Table, she only had enemies in her eyes.

Enemies, of course all must be killed!
The Holy Maiden fears nothing but treason!

Because the Lord is with her!
Sophie spread her legs and ran over there, shouting as she ran, "Saint, stop quickly! Stop!"

boom--

Sophie flew out sideways!

The sonic boom sounded!
A shock wave visible to the naked eye knocked Sophie into the air and hit the small triumphal arch in the square. The reduced version of the triumphal arch immediately collapsed in half.

Sophie spat out a mouthful of blood.

Asterix is ​​huddled up behind a replica Victory sculpture!
Looking up at the Louvre, there are more than 20 people standing on the tower, most of them are wearing helmets and holding weird firearms. Every time they shoot, they will shoot a large shock wave.

Sophie shrank behind the small triumphal arch, not daring to show her face again.

There was severe pain in the chest, abdomen and ribs. There must have been a rib fracture just now.

On the top of the Louvre Tower, a bald doctor wearing a helmet pointed to the flying iris flag and said, "Queen of the Snake, the target is there!"

The snake queen in emerald green leather said: "Very good, we join hands to deal with her! I can smell the freshness of her blood!"

The bald doctor was afraid that the snake queen would make outrageous scenes of attracting men before the battle, so he specially said, "For the Holy Return!"

The fluttering golden braids of the Queen of the Snake stopped suddenly, and her dissolute expression was straightened, and she replied seriously: "For the Holy Return!"

The bald doctor ordered: "Vlad, lead the team to deal with the people from the Security Bureau!"

While speaking, the snake queen jumped down from the roof of the building. The person was in the air, with his legs together. After landing, his lower body was like a snake, and he swam away quickly.

The bald doctor's cloak opened, like the wings of a bat, leading him to glide all the way.

The two went straight to Joan of Arc!
Joan of Arc, who was cleaning up the stinking black heretics, suddenly turned around and said coldly, "Vampire!"

The snake queen swam away quickly, and on her gorgeous face, she opened a bloody mouth, spraying out a ball of milky white liquid!
Joan dodged it, the liquid fell on a bus, corroded white smoke rose, and the bus shattered into a pile of iron slag in the blink of an eye!
In the sky, the bald doctor who was gliding shot out two discs from his wrists and inserted them into the ground in front of Joan of Arc. A low and piercing sound wave sounded, and the surviving non-black people fell to the ground one by one with their heads in their arms, with blood dripping from their ears, nose and mouth. , convulsed and died.

Joan of Arc bent her legs slightly, and the figure soared into the sky like an arrow from the string, and Durandal shone with golden light, slashing from bottom to top!
The bald doctor spread out his illusory bat wings behind him, wrapping them in front of him.

The sword light collided with the bat wing, and the bat wing collapsed immediately.

The bald doctor flew upside down and hit the wall of the side building of the Louvre, falling to the ground with countless cracks and rubble!

A blood arrow shot in front of Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc waved the flag with her left hand, and the bloody arrow was deflected.

The person turned around in the air, with the flagpole of the iris flag hanging on his head and feet, like a lance, stabbing at the back of the snake!

The Snake Queen raised her hand, and a forked lightning flew out, colliding with Joan of Arc!
Joan landed upside down, Durandal pointed to the sky, and silently said: "Holy Light!"

The sun gathered on the edge of the sword, and Durandal's golden light shone!

"I have nothing to fear, because the Lord is with me!" Chanting the prayer silently, Joan was full of fighting spirit!
Durandal ignited a golden flame, like the blade of heaven!
Joan of Arc went forward bravely and rushed to the queen of the snake!
The powerful perception ability allowed her to capture the enemy on the left at the same time, and when the flagpole was lifted, a grid flew into the sky.

The Queen of the Snake put her five fingers together, opened them suddenly, and spit out the language of the abyss demon: "Blood is boiling!"

Joan of Arc suddenly slowed down as if she had been hit hard.

At this moment, the heartbeat speeded up more than ten times, and the blood rushed in the body!
Thousands of corpses exploded in the surroundings, and a large amount of blood flew up, flying and turning under the control of the queen of the snake, like a tornado composed of blood-red blades, enveloping Joan of Arc.

The violent heartbeat and boiling blood made Joan's movements slow down considerably!
The white robe on Joan's body was torn torn by the bloody wind, and the ordinary linen cloth couldn't resist such an attack!

But the girl's body, like cast iron, stands firm in the bloody wind!
It's just that the fragile position of the nostrils, the capillaries burst, and undetectable bloodshots floated out.

A golden light glowed on Joan's white skin, and a pair of golden wings suddenly spread out on her back, and Durandal stabbed forward slowly and heavily in her hand!
This is Heaven's Blade!

With the power of the Lord of Light!
The sword light pierced through the tornado!

With a bang, the blood burst!

Immediately, a thick cloud of blood gathered in the sky!
Thousands of black blood condensed in the air, absorbed moisture, and spread rapidly, covering a radius of several kilometers.

It was not the Queen of Snakes who controlled the blood cloud, but Joan of Arc!

Centered on the Champs-Elysées, the [-]st arrondissement of Paris remains in turmoil.

The old blacks are still burning, killing and looting!

Joan of Arc did not forget Paris, did not forget these heretics, and did not forget the belief in protecting France!

The flagpole in her hand thumped heavily, and there was a muffled bang, which seemed to spread throughout Paris.

The blood rain poured down, but it was like blood arrows one after another, tearing the air, penetrating the black body, and penetrating into the vitals.

Countless old blacks fell in the rain of blood!
This is Joan's belief and her determination to protect France!

In this rain of blood, the long tongue with a forked tip popped out and retracted, and almost undetectable blood streaks penetrated into the bloody mouth.

The snake queen's eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils, her body swelled rapidly, and her golden braids turned into king cobras, which fell off the ground and crawled towards Joan of Arc!

Its legs were completely glued together, and suddenly elongated, turning into a real snake tail.

The head has a long crown, which rapidly expands into the head of a king cobra.

Joan swung her sword, and all the king cobras that crawled over were smashed into minced meat.

The snake queen spat out a long snake letter, and a human voice came out from the snake hissing sound: "Holy Lord, Holy Lord, save me..."

On the other side, the bald doctor raised his cloak, his boots were blowing air, and he was about to go to the rescue.

With a bang, a bottle was thrown nearby, hitting the stone slab and shattering.

Originally, the distance was far away, but the weird smell made the bald doctor immediately hold his breath.

A thick layer of ice quickly formed on the ground, as well as on him!
The jets on Dr. Bald's feet are frozen!

Potionist Asterix took out the second bottle of potion, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, then the man rushed over like a speeding F1 car, and slammed into the bald doctor with a bang!
The bald doctor flew upside down against the ground, the ice on his body touched the blood on the ground, the blood continued to freeze, and the slippery ground led him towards the Champs Elysees.

Asterix made a clever move, turned around and ran behind the statue of the goddess of victory, but lost his previous speed.

That potion, the effect comes quickly and goes away quickly!

Hiding behind the cornerstone of the statue, Asterix peeked out to see that the men from the Security Service were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the enemy.

At the same time, the snake queen turned into a huge king cobra with a thick waist, and asked Lilith for help: "Holy Lord, Holy Lord, respond to your most loyal believer..."

The fleur-de-lis flag in Joan's left hand carved complex angelic runes in the air, and spit out the spell again: "Revenge of the Kingdom of Heaven!"

The trace of blood swallowed by the Queen of the Snake radiated a myriad of holy lights in her body!

This holy light penetrated all the internal organs of the queen snake, illuminating the snake skin from the inside out, turning it into a huge golden king cobra!

Lilith didn't respond, and the snake queen couldn't move, she just hissed: "How could it be! How could it be..."

Holding the sword in one hand and the flag in the other, Joan said coldly, "A brainless monster from the abyss, dares to devour even the blood essence bestowed on me by the Lord of Light!"

She never thought of herself as a saint, just a mediocre woman who heard the sigh of God!

But never complacent.

Because I accepted the blessing of Michael, the Lord of Light!

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The magic carpet floating in the sky is like a black dot at this moment.

Ronan and Ilsa are condescending and can see clearly.

Joan's hatred and disgust for the blacks who attacked Paris went deep into her bones!

Even in the face of the snake queen's attack, still don't forget to clean up the black tide!
"The snake queen is over." Ilsa stared down: "Joan is stronger than we expected."

Ronan nodded: "The Queen of the Snake doesn't have a good brain."

He didn't have the strength to crush, and he had problems with his head, so he was naturally crushed.

The Queen of the Snake should know that Joan of Arc is a knight, and wanted to use magic to deal with Joan of Arc, but she didn't expect that Joan of Arc was proficient in holy arts.

Joan of Arc doesn't seem to consume much, but the death of the Queen of Snake is also meaningful, at least Ronan has an understanding of Joan of Arc.

Ronan said to Ilsa: "Go and deal with the snake demon's Red Guard and the French Security Bureau first, and try to capture a few higher-ranking people alive."

Ilsa nodded and asked, "Jeanne?"

Ronan said, "I thought of a countermeasure."

Seeing the golden light shooting from the snake queen, Ronan said, "Let's go down!"

After using Joan of Arc to deal with the snake with all her strength, the magic carpet rushed towards the Louvre. Near the Napoleon Square, Ilsa took a few steps to run up, jumped up, and jumped to the roof of the Louvre where the snake demon warriors gathered.

Ronan put away the magic carpet and landed next to the statue of Napoleon. The demonized obsidian core in his hand landed on the statue of Napoleon!
The statue of Napoleon was completely blackened, opened his eyes, broke free from the base, and after Ronan charged his soul, he threw out the command knife in his hand!

Not far away, a snake demon warrior with his back to this side had a knife in his back!

The puppet Napoleon strode over, drew out his command knife, and ran towards another snake demon warrior!
boom--

There was an explosion, the golden light shot into the sky, and the queen of the snake exploded into countless pieces of meat!

In Ronan's spiritual vision, a strange golden and red soul floated up.

The soul is fighting against the suction of the soul gate, trying to get into the ground!

In another vision, a dark door seems to appear!

Ronan grabbed the soul from the air, and the strange soul flew over!

"Soul Fragment of Abyss Demon +5!"

Ronan felt a majestic and restless spiritual power entering his body, instantly giving him the slightest thought of wanton killing.

But his powerful mental power immediately suppressed it.

The spiritual power brought by this abyssal demon soul was finally assimilated by him and became his own power.

The black door that appeared faintly disappeared.

Joan ignored the tattered clothes and naked body, and stared at Ronan.

Although the perception ability could only see a dark hall before, but now the person is in front of her eyes, Joan of Arc recognized that this was the target she had tracked before: "You are Ronan."

The tone is flat and without waves.

"It's me, I have no malice." Ronan wanted to use his three-inch tongue to Joan of Arc: "The cobra is my enemy, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Joan of Arc on the opposite side had turned into a golden light and shot towards him. Durandal pierced Ronan's chest!
This female general, who once ruled the battlefields of Britain and France in the Middle Ages, has never lacked courage and killing, just like killing tens of thousands of old blacks, as long as she is identified as the enemy of France, there is no nonsense, and she will never show mercy!
A keel sword appeared in Ronan's hand, he did not dodge, dodge or retreat, and went up to meet it head-on!
The dark red sword glow collided with the golden sword light, and suddenly exploded!

Then, the keel sword collided with Durandal's blade!
boom--

The dark red and golden shock waves surged outward, and the asphalt road continued to shatter, with a radius of tens of meters, and the ground continued to collapse.

Ronan and Joan of Arc each took two steps back.

The latter's battle flag is buzzing!
Ronan exerted strength on his legs and jumped more than 20 meters away in one step.

Transparent ripples in the air flew past the side of the throat!
Judge evil!

While dodging, Ronan had already concentrated his energy and looked straight at Joan!
Predation!

Joan of Arc felt the attack in her mind, and her movements suddenly slowed down.

Ronan charged forward, and it would be best if he could directly deal with Joan of Arc.

His left hand was pitch black, blacker than a black hole, just like his heart!

Light of Destruction!

At the moment when the black light was about to appear, a golden mask suddenly lit up on the slow-moving Joan of Arc.

This is the Holy Shield!

The rumored ability of Michael!
At the same time, Durandal in Joan's hand pierced Ronan's heart!
The Light of Destruction shines on the Holy Shield, and both are annihilated simultaneously.

Joan was unscathed.

Ronan was also prepared, he blocked with the Dragon Bone Sword, and punched out with the Punch of Sanction with his left hand!
Joan of Arc crossed the iris flag, and an invisible force hit the flagpole!
There was another bang, and the two of them flew back.

Ronan was retreating, his hands were moving.

The power of the soul is concentrated in the left hand, and the explosive fireball is stimulated and released from the hand.

A light and shadow palm grabbed it in the air, pinching and bursting the fireball!
The impact of light and fire made the two retreat further.

Joan of Arc has the blessing of the Lord of Light, is extremely powerful, and has led and participated in several large-scale battles. She has rich experience in battle and knows that she will encounter a strong enemy today.

This person is stronger than that stinking abyss monster!

Joan of Arc's fleur-de-lis flag automatically landed on her back, and she jumped up with two steps to run up. Suddenly, a pair of golden wings spread out behind her, and she held Durandal tightly with both hands, launching the knight's beheading!

Ronan rushed up like a cannonball and shot at Joan of Arc. After a short charge, he also launched a beheading with the Dragon Bone Sword!

This is a collision of pure power and power!
Rumble!
Two powerful extraordinary human beings collided with weapons, and the air seemed to explode!
The shock wave of the collision surged in all directions, and all the glass products on both sides of the street exploded first, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Within a radius of hundreds of meters, all kinds of green trees and vegetation fell to the ground as if they had been hit by a typhoon.

More than a dozen street light poles made harsh creaking noises, some fell down with their fixed chassis, and some broke directly from it!
In the nearby buildings, the stone walls cracked and cracked...

Two figures, a man and a woman, flew in two completely opposite directions like armor-piercing bullets fired by a cannon!

Joan slammed into the marble wall of the French Comédie-Français, shattering the wall. The wall collapsed unabated, broke a stone stand, and collapsed a lounge embedded in the thickest Marble main pillars.

Ronan, on the other hand, was no better.

Fly upside down into the Napoleon Square and hit the glass pyramid!
The force was so great that all the high-strength glass of the pyramid shattered, and a shower of glass rained down!

The person hit the alloy steel frame again, and the alloy steel deformed, causing the pyramidal steel frame to tilt toward the Louvre!
Ronan fell into the main hall of the Louvre, smashing the inverted pyramid, breaking a colonnade, and falling on the marble floor, creating a huge pit!
Despite the voodoo stand-in doll, with a strong body, there was still a sharp pain.

Ronan wiped the corners of his mouth, and with his strong body recovery ability, he quickly repaired the insignificant minor injuries on his body.

On the platform on the second floor, Gerald, the director of the security bureau, saw Ronan and was about to call the agents of the security bureau to fire. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak!
Behind him, a chain of shadow energy strangled his throat.

Evelyn stepped out of the shadows, and stabbed Gerald's kidney with the black matte dagger.

The other hand pulled the shadow chain of the garrote, and Gerald died silently.

The dragon bone sword in Ronan's hand shattered.

The sword made by Jess cannot stop the Holy Sword Durandal after all.

The fragments of the keel fell, Ronan grabbed it and threw it out!

Amid the sound of breaking wind, one after another French Security Service agents were pierced by bone fragments through their chest, throat, and head, and died on the spot!
A red halo flew towards the gate of the soul!

Ronan nodded at Evelyn, took out the Falling Cherry Axe, and ran outside. After a few steps, he jumped up and jumped out of the pyramid!
The glassless pyramid has been making an unpleasant sound of metal snapping.

At this moment, he couldn't hold on anymore, and the bang crashed in front of the main gate of the main palace of the Louvre.

In the half-down French Comedy Theater, someone jumped out high and onto the roof of the Comedy Theater.

On the fleur-de-lis flag carried by Joan of Arc, golden holy light shone down, her wounds healed, and she returned to her peak state.

Ronan knew very well that he met an absolutely formidable opponent today!

Good at close combat, proficient in spells, fast recovery, high fighting spirit...

How does Ronan think, how does he feel that this woman is somewhat similar to him.

Looks like there are no obvious shortcomings.

But is there really no short board?

Ronan's eyes fell on the corpses of countless black people!

Compared to Joan of Arc's brilliance, he is that despicable and shameless person with a black heart!
(End of this chapter)