The Missionary of the Second Dimension

The white-haired woman in front of her is definitely not as simple as a joke.

The direct killing intent made people breathless.

It seems that, as she said, she is an evil ghost struggling in the abyss of pain all day long.

"It makes me sad to compare my house to an abyss of hell." Zhai Nan looked at the confrontation between Joan of Arc and Janet below, showing a helpless wry smile.

"It hasn't reached that point yet, so master don't be too discouraged." Artoria comforted her.

"Didn't others tell you that you don't really understand people's hearts?" Zhai Nan felt that the blow was even greater, and you really know how to comfort people.

"But having said that, wouldn't the master go down and stop the two of them? If it continues, they will definitely fight directly."

Regardless of Janet's performance, Joan of Arc's anger has always been at its peak. The killing intent and malice made Arturia even want to take up a weapon.

However, before Zhai Nan could respond, Joan of Arc yelled towards the palace: "If you dare to attack, I will find a chance to poke your eyeballs every day from now on!"

Well, this time it seems that Joan of Arc is determined to have a fight with Janet.

"Mr. Zhai Nan..."

Janet noticed Zhai Nan who was beckoning to her helplessly, and knew that this time her Lord God would not be able to help her either.

In other words, Zhai Nan didn't intend to stop the two of them.

Friction is bound to arise between Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc.

When they met for the first time, Joan of Arc held back her temper and did not teach Janet a lesson, probably because the other party was just an ordinary person.

"Ha! I can endure until now, thanks to Zhai Nan's good intentions! Giving you strength for free, it's really hard work for you!"

Black Joan looked at Zhai Nan and Artoria with a smile.

"Otherwise, why do you think I would just watch you kissing!"

"Uh..."

"..."

The secret that was going to be hidden in her heart for a lifetime was directly exposed, and a faint blush appeared on Janet's face.

"There is also that stupid king who taught you swordsmanship, but I...but I have endured it until now!"

"So when you accepted the power that night, I came here and waited. Because I know, you will come here again foolishly."

The corner of Black Joan's mouth could not help but draw a curve.

"You probably think that I must do this for no reason, and it's boring, right?"

"But it's a pity, I've been very happy during the few days when you weren't here. I have so many happy friends, so many that I can't hold them with two hands!"

The right hand tightly wrapped in black armor stretched out to a bishop's neck, and the huge force instantly lifted him above his head.

Although it is such a small figure, it can explode with power that can shake mountains.

When Joan of Arc appeared in front of them at first, the white hair and golden pupils immediately attracted the attention of the bishops. After Joan of Arc showed supernatural power, they immediately sent guards to arrest her.

But the result can be imagined, how can ordinary people compare with Joan of Arc who has almost infinite magic power?

After the bishops paid a heavy price, Joan of Arc arrested all those who stood at the top of France, and used her own method to vent her resentment.

Didn't kill the bishops, but left the deepest fear, the method of Black Joan can indeed do it.

It's just that Zhai Nan expressed surprise at being able to see them alive. When they met, Joan of Arc stabbed them to death with a single shot, and then strung together to show the public is the most likely result.

"Their howls are the most beautiful music in the world!"

Joan of Arc listened to the faint cry for help from the bishop she pinched, and the smile on her face became brighter: "The weak just follow the path of the weak, while the strong just blindly oppress the weak. "

"The feeling of snatching hope from a wailing crowd is exhilarating!"

"You...what is your reason for doing this?"

Janet clenched her fists and looked at Joan of Arc who was wantonly on the high platform, and asked.

"Because I am you! The remnant of Joan of Arc, the avenger born from the shadow of the saint! I thought you would become a little wiser in this era, and the people and the country don't need to be saved, but you still do it Already!"

"The feeling of being burned to death by the people you protect, do you want to experience it again?!"

"You are me?" Janet was confused.

But when she first met Black Joan, she did feel a sense of intimacy.

"That's right, I am you, and you are also me. You who were born in the dark and grew up in the light really make people hate you!"

"So, I, who still have the idea of ​​wanting to protect France, let me end it myself!"

The voice fell.

Accompanied by the sound of kicking the ground resounding in this space, the figure of Joan of Arc flew towards Janet like lightning. .

Chapter 24 No matter what, you're still me

"Bam—!"

Before Janet could react, the figure of Joan of Arc had already landed in front of her. The lightning speed made it impossible to avoid. The pitch-black arm cut through the air and landed heavily on Janet's chest. on the breech.

It seemed to be a icy cold light, completely different from the British enemy Janet met the night before.