In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"You are not in the right state!"

Joan of Arc, who recovered a bit of physical strength, quickly jumped down and floated beside the man, only feeling that the aura on the man's body had shrunk to a weak state.

"Of course not, this is the price." Rosen struggled to stand up, and with a 'crack' sound, he became the first person to smoke in the void.

Before fighting the black shadow, he communicated with Gu Dazi in exchange for the power he used to have, but after blasting the 'pillar', this power has been exhausted.

This time was not like the battle in the northern border of Rome. Although he was not killed, but now he didn't even have the ability to open the sea of ​​consciousness. He just felt exhausted and dying, and even opening his eyes was a luxury.

Just like the last time it caused great damage to the body, this time the main target is the spirit.

The green light flashing across the man's body was the only source of light. Joan of Arc couldn't figure out what the price was, but said firmly: "You can't give up! Otherwise, everything will be over!"

"I know, I'm not one of those French weaklings in the Hundred Years' War." Rosen laughed at himself and grabbed the saint's arm armor.

"What are you doing?!" Joan frowned.

"I'll use your hand as a crutch." Rosen smiled, pointing to the void with his other hand, "Go in this direction, keep going and never look back."

"Okay, but how far do we have to go?"

Rosen flicked the cigarette butt, let sparks float in the void, and replied indifferently: "A moment, or eternity!"

Only with magic power can we move forward. The magic power of this pair of suffering brothers and sisters has been reduced to a critical point. It is said that they are moving forward, but in fact they are moving forward centimeter by centimeter. Time is useless here. The feeling of moving forward in silence is enough to make People go crazy.

The man on the shoulder has already fallen into a semi-comatose state, and he almost doesn't even have the strength to speak. From a rational judgment, he should be left now, and let him fend for himself in the void.

It's a pity that Joan of Arc is a saint. She would rather die than abandon her teammates and hope. She just prayed for the protection of the Lord over and over again, and moved forward in one direction.

"Father, I praise you. You are a merciful God. You will not break the bruised reed, and you will not quench the dying lamp. Father, I thank you. You can understand my weakness. All burdens, you accept me as I am..."

Maybe it was a day, maybe a month, or maybe a year. The saint had already recited the Bible countless times. The Lord did not show her the way forward, but this kind of never-ending journey is about to exhaust people's patience. null.

When the tough steel melted, Joan just swayed her legs numbly, not knowing if she was looking in the right direction. When she was in a trance, Rosen suddenly opened her eyes.

"Go this way!"

"Ah?" The sudden voice in the silence startled Joan of Arc, she quickly turned her head to look, only to see that the man's face was still full of exhaustion, but those dark eyes were terrifyingly bright.

The voice of her companion suddenly gave her strength, the saint nodded heavily, and walked in the direction of Rosen's finger.

I don't know how long it took, but when the man on the shoulder was drowsy again, Joan finally saw a glimmer of light ahead.

'Subspace? '

This idea popped up in her mind, but she quickened her pace, and now she can't care so much!Even if it's full of enemies, it's better than dying alone in the void!

Squeezing the magic power made Joan's speed faster and faster, and finally rushed to the front of the subspace, only then did she see that the entrance of the subspace turned out to be a wooden door that was concealed.

The wooden door is unadorned, neither old nor artistic like the Louvre, just like those used in ordinary homes, with a few rays of light coming through the cracks in the door, and there are strange crackling noises inside .

Gollum.

The always brave and fearless Lady Saint swallowed her saliva, her heart beating wildly for no reason, as if there was an ancient monster living behind the door.It's a pity that the long-term torture made her consciousness not so clear, and she opened the door tremblingly.

The light suddenly became bigger, and Joan of Arc who was standing at the door also widened her eyes, as if she had seen a hallucination.

The inside was messy, with a big bed with the quilt lifted in the middle, all kinds of rubbish on the surrounding floor, and a computer desk on one side of the room, a red-haired girl was looking at the screen at the desk, listening to When the door rang, he turned to stare at himself.

"Lord... Am I losing my mind?" The saint seemed to have been exhausted. She could allow herself to die, but she must not go crazy like she is now, but when she was confessing, the 'phantom' suddenly spoke.

"Ah, I forgot to close the door just now." The red-haired girl scratched her head and walked towards this side step by step. After seeing the face of the person at the door, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Yo, it's Ruler." , It's been a long time, it reminds me of the feeling of being posed by you last time."

"Ruler? Who are you!?" Joan pushed Rosen away and put her hand on the hilt of the sword. The red-haired girl was puzzled, but the evil aura made her feel uncomfortable.

Extremely evil!Even the black shadow who just fought is nothing in front of her!But before he could draw out the long sword, his neck was strangled, and then his head hurt, and he didn't know anything.

"It's really three days without fighting, go to the house to expose the tiles!" The girl strangled Joan's neck with one hand and slammed it against the door frame. After knocking the opponent out, she clapped her hands as if she hadn't done anything.

She looked down and saw the man sitting on the top staring at her, and her evil smile became deeper: "Rosen, I didn't expect you to come too."

Luo Sen was not afraid, he just looked at the girl silently, and replied after a few seconds: "It's the first time we meet, Gu Dazi, do you want me to come in and sit down?"

...............

A few minutes later, the messy room was tidied up, and the garbage was thrown out of the door by Gu Dazi. Of course, it didn't matter which void walker was hit on the head by the instant noodle bucket.

Rosen sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, propped his head on one hand and looked at the red-haired girl. This was the first time the two sides had faced each other. In the past, Rosen could only receive messages from notes, but——

This guy was as unkempt as he had imagined. He was wearing a white shirt, his red hair was tied into a ponytail, and he exuded a chaotic and evil aura.

The strongest and most evil person, from knocking Joan of Arc unconscious with one hand, it can be seen that this Gudazi is playing computer over there, and he doesn't seem to care about the men in the room at all.

At any rate, he recovered a little strength, and after thinking for a while, Rosen finally spoke:

"Gudazi, let's skip introducing each other, you should have been watching me here for a long time."

"It's okay, I'm an old acquaintance for a long time, and I have worked hard for you for so many years! But, I am your creditor now~ Please pay 1026 Saint Quartz!" Gu Dazi turned around and put Hands spread out, this is the price of borrowing strength.

"I remember that the transaction said 1000!" Rosen's face was ashen, and it didn't take long for him to change his mind.

"The entrance fee is 26, otherwise you think you can sit here?"

"You are extorting!"

"No, I'm trying to reason with you!" The girl said casually, but her hands clacked, which was very convincing.

Maliciousness rushed towards her face, Zhu's breath was nothing in front of her, and Rosen took a deep breath, this guy really convinced people with reasoning.