Creation: I Am Azathoth

On the streets of pasta country.

A forcibly "borrowed" car was speeding on the road, driving to the extreme speed.

The tires rubbed against the ground rapidly, and even produced a burnt smell of rubber heating.

The girl in the driver's seat has purple hair with a shawl, and she is wearing a rather simple costume of a holy battle nun.

Red close-fitting stockings outline the slender legs.

On the side was her weapon, a sharp sword in the shape of a field cross.

Her name is Martha.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat was another girl, she was wearing the armor of a medieval paladin.

There are some chains on the body, and the medieval French flag is tightly held in the hand.

The waist-length golden hair is very beautiful.

Her name is Joan of Arc.

In the memory of the two girls, they are human heroes awakened with the Lord's resurrection.

At present, we need to rush to St. Petersburg to guard the birth of the Messiah.

Joan of Arc watched the scenery fly by outside the car window, felt the car's crazy bumps, and couldn't help but said with some worry:

"Martha, is this speed really okay`°?"

Martha, who was driving, was very excited, like a little girl who got a new toy, and replied:

"Don't worry, Joan of Arc. My riding skills are MAX, and any mount can be easily controlled!"

"And for the safety of the Holy Mother, we should rush there as well."

Hearing that it was for the safety of the Virgin, Joan could not refute or ask Mirtha to drive slower.

Joan could only silently clenched the flag gun in her hand, ready to provide protection in the moment when the car exploded or rolled over.

She didn't want to die in a car accident before seeing the Virgin.

It's also really strange, they both exist in history, but their development directions are different, but they can provide complementarity.

It's like it was set up in advance.

Joan of Arc knows nothing about modern machinery, but Mirtha can see at a glance that "car" is a mount that can be used.

At this time, Joan suddenly saw a black shadow flying across the sky.

It was a huge pitch-black figure with a pair of broken wings.

It looks like a western dragon, but exudes a chaotic and evil atmosphere.

This is a fallen evil dragon!

Unlike Hebrew, the first giant dragon in this world, this evil dragon is only about 10 meters in size.

Joan of Arc held the banner spear tightly, aimed at the evil dragon in the sky and threw it suddenly.

A streak of incandescent light shot suddenly into the sky from the top of the car.

"Puff!"

The banner spear pierced the evil dragon's body, causing blood and minced meat to spill from the evil dragon's body.

The angry evil dragon noticed the speeding car on the ground, and waved its giant claws to make three scarlet claw marks.

But Martha's MAX driving technology made it impossible for the evil dragon to hit the target.

Joan recalled the thrown weapon, gripped the flag gun tightly, and threw it at the dragon again.

Roar!"

Being hit by two sacred attributes, the evil dragon let out a roar, flapping its tattered wings and swooping down.

Joan of Arc stepped on the car seat, jumped up suddenly, and (Wang Hao Zhao) inserted the flag gun into the mouth of the evil dragon in the air.

Unleash holy magic.

"Bang!"

Like a balloon exploding, a large amount of minced meat and blood spilled.

The entire evil dragon fell, and under the erosion of the power of the holy light, the whole body was burning with flames.

"call!"

Joan of Arc, who caught the flag gun, let out a breath without changing her face. When she landed, she was just caught by a car and sat behind the driver's seat.

Martha in the driver's seat gave a thumbs up and continued racing. .