My Heroic Life

It is a sweet curse for ghosts like a cake. Ghost lanterns are the relics of powerful ghosts after their death. Now dozens of power condensates are lying on the shore. All ghosts in the lake of the dead are here. Under the temptation, he hesitated for a moment, and then immediately began to swarm out in the same direction.

There is no way. Ghosts are the supremacy of strength these days. Ghosts prefer to absorb the same kind. In order to survive and die, they can only work hard to improve their strength. Dozens of ghost lanterns are quickly surrounded and absorbed by groups of ghosts. On the other side of the lake where she hadn't noticed, the blond saint was ready for everything.

Layers of blessings applied by Malda covered her body with a faint light. According to the last information from the exploration team, she found the area where the magic power fluctuates most, and then closed her eyes and knelt on the ground, clasping her fists to the Lord. Exploring miracles with humanity.

As time passed by, the lights gradually diminished under the entanglement of dozens of ghost lanterns on the other side of the lake, and Joan finally opened her eyes, and the magic power of the large number of ghosts attracted by the ghost lanterns diminished. Under the mystery of the lake, the blond saint finally found a clue under the full stimulus of her skills.

Her face was awe-inspiring, and her aqua-blue eyes were full of determination and determination. Under the package of simulated fish lung magic and layers of blessings, the blond girl plunged into the cursed lake.

With her long and compliant hair floating in the water, Joan of Arc wandered like a mermaid. She followed the intermittent revelation and dived all the way, with a flag untied from the flagpole and a long slender silver chain around her waist.

In the dark lake that seemed to be bottomless, the radiant saint began to search. There was no visual or auditory assistance. The exploration in the water only relied on the indelible belief. Jeanne knew that in the Zong Now that the priest of the conjoined body may appear, she must succeed once.

Once the Inquisition Team is discovered, in the Forest of the Nine Realms, where the consortium has an absolute advantage, even the best inquisitor will die in nine deaths. Joan and Marda may be able to escape with their powerful strength, but they cannot. Bear the cost of mission failure.

No one knows better than the two saints who are in the Holy See and lead the army in the trial court of the coalition government, how severe the situation of the coalition government is today.

For decades, countries that were united to fight for the future of mankind have been separated from their morals in comfort. The chaebols and powerful people of all countries have begun to resist the allocation of resources by the coalition government, especially as a unified military institution as a symbol of the countries' abandoning their struggle. , Has reached the point where the armaments are tight. This is also the reason why the saint wanted to move away before seeing the iron tree.

At this sensitive moment, the body of Saint Laurent, the dual founder of the European Union and the Tribunal, must not fall into the hands of the Union. At that time, the domestic conspirators and the enemy countries should cooperate with each other, and the European Union is likely to split.

The heavy responsibility rests on her shoulders, and Joan releases the magic power in her body to wrap her body. Under the water pressure, she truly transforms into a swimming fish, but the water pressure can be isolated, but the curse in the water is pervasive. The middle faded away as if washed away, and the cold that could freeze the soul penetrated deep into his bones. For a moment, Joan's expression was shaken with pain, but then she dived more firmly.

Above the lake, Malda was holding her arms with an eager face. The infinitely extending magic chain was still being pulled into the water, which represented that Joan was still in action. She turned her head and asked Rogers.

"How long can ghosts last with lanterns?"

"About two minutes."

The tall man has an ugly face, and the blond saint has been diving for nearly five minutes. No matter how much blessing, even the heroic spirit with the top magic skills, it should almost reach the limit, right?

"Why don't you pull it up?"

"......hold on."

After a short hesitation, Malda chose to trust her companion. At the same time, 400 meters below the surface of the water, the blond saint stopped diving.

The reason is not far away from the end of the enlightenment, near the target of this trip, that huge monster.

Although it is impossible to see the whole picture, with the glimmer of blessing, Joan still saw the human body-sized ghost claws, huge skulls like houses, and the body extended to the bottom of the lake. The introduction of a powerful monster passed by. Her mind-a cluster of ghosts devouring each other, the big ghost.

It was a huge monster assembled by countless ghosts, and it was the ultimate form of ghost monsters, and now the place where the revelation points is in its arms.

The blond saint could no longer feel the body at this time, too much curse made her body numb, and in the dim consciousness, she seemed to see the mural in the papal palace a few days ago.

The man in the mural leads a thousand troops with righteousness, and his brave and fearless face seems to be vividly visible. He saved half of Europe at the cost of his life, but after his death he invaded the lake of death with countless grievances for decades.

And now, his body is there, being consumed day and night as food for that huge ghost.

The injustice and righteous anger were uncontrollable in her heart, and the blonde girl suddenly felt something in her heart.

Heroes shouldn't be like this.

The blonde mermaid didn't flinch anymore, hurriedly approaching the ghost's embrace, moving forward.

And as she progressed, an unprecedented chill came to her, and a faint white light was emitted from the vicinity of the Great Ghost, and the curse spilled from it into the lake, and was sucked in by its huge skull to form a cycle.

Is it lake water or ice that wraps the body?To be honest, Joan no longer knew.

She just drove her own will to direct her body to move. If she didn't see her arm still moving under the light of blessing, she would suspect that she was dead.

The numbness spread all over the body, and the magic resistance gradually weakened. Under the dual action of Heim's underworld and the curse in the lake, the irresistible cold began to march toward the soul. When the soul freezes, the superior hero will also die.

But even so, the cold body can hardly extinguish the burning determination.

The huge ghost aggregate was motionless like a deep sleep, and under the blessing light, Joan looked into its arms, it was something like a rock.

Then the movement of the saint stopped for a moment.

This doesn't look like a corpse in any way?

She was puzzled, just about to see what happened, she immediately felt a chill explode in her heart.

The chill came from the top of the head, and two red lights the size of a human head lit up in the darkness. Those were the eyes of the big ghost filled with killing intent.

not good!

Joan was alert for an instant. She did not retreat but moved forward, swiftly stepping into the water like a fish, pulling out a track in the water only to hit the rock-like object, and the great ghost was completely awakened by the human who was surrounded by its disgusting breath. Screams of horror convulsing spirits.

"what--------"

The piercing screams passed from the water to the shore, and passed into the ears of the people and ghost groups by the lake through different media.

"What's going on! What sound?"

"Wait, look at the lake, the ghost group is back!"

"Impossible, I should be able to hold the lantern for at least one minute!"

"Master Malda?"

The panicked judges looked at the blue-haired saint, only to find that Marda was already holding the scepter with a bright light, attracting nearly half of the ghost's attention.

"She's still moving, wait a minute, let's hold these ghosts!"

Rogers immediately drew his sword when he heard the words, and the magicians in the team also released magic bullets to anger the ghosts. For a time, more and more ghosts turned their directions and rushed to the trial court team on the shore.

On the lakeshore, humans and ghosts began a full-scale conflict, and under the water, Joan had already touched the rock-like object, but she had no time to take a closer look, and the warning signs had sounded under the influence of skills.

She raised her head, looking into the angry and crazy ghost. Her blood-red eyes were filled with hatred for the living. The twisted and spliced ​​body of countless skeletal spirits exudes white light. It completely awakened and swung out of humanity. The body-sized ghost bone claws will permanently freeze the living in front of their chest.

The claws of the spirit body that emitted a pale white light approached, reflecting the girl’s complexion like a corpse in a coffin. Between this line of life and death, the blond saint took out the golden iris pattern from her waist and burned the rest. Not much magic power called the guardian light toward the Lord and Humanity.

My Lord is here!

The saint raised the banner, but her pale face was filled with holiness and unyielding. The light and warmth came to the depths of the kingdom of the dead at her call. The holy enchantment resisted the infinite curse and the power of the great ghost. hit.

However, although the enemy’s attack was blocked, the freezing of the soul had reached its limit. The effect of lifting the weak body of the treasure only lasted for a moment. The saint immersed in the cursed water was once again chilled, and Joan's consciousness became hazy. I had a hunch that I was about to fall into a coma, I was afraid I could not swim up.

The dimly-conscious saint turned around and exhausted her last magic power to activate the chain around her waist.

The magic chain trembles and leaves the saint’s waist in the magic power. It senses the target in front of it. It immediately multiplies and divides into dozens of segments. The snake-like chain entangles from all directions and wraps the rock-like objects. The remaining chain wandered for a while, finally reaching for the target attachment-like Joan.

Ugh?

The saint who had not had time to grasp the chain widened her eyes, and at the same time, above the lake, the members of the court squad shouted.

"It's on! The chain is activated!"