In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

The roar came from the sky, but the speed of escape was faster, and the giant dragon turned into a black spot in the sky within a few seconds of sprinting.

The giant dragon came and went quickly, the only difference was that it left behind a large piece of dragon corpse, and the stench was enough to make people vomit.

Arash lowered the longbow that he had been raising all the time, and it was meaningless to shoot at such a distance. He nodded slightly to Rosen, and turned into particles that filled the sky gracefully.

"Ah, she left, but I underestimated this witch. She is so decisive, she is a character." Rosen clapped his hands, while making up the knife, he pulled out the dragon's teeth. Glancing at Joan who was frozen in place.

"What? Are you still reluctant to part with her?"

"No, I was wondering how you did it." Joan of Arc's eyes wandered, and the man who originally thought he was powerful became unfathomable.

Fighting away the Dragon Witch by himself, even if the latter did not bring the entire army, it was still a great battle, which the French Heroic Spirits had not done for many years.

She remembered the last time she and ten heroic spirits ambush each other, but after two fell, she watched the witch escape.

"Don't ask, this is the basic operation." Rosen replied lightly, but it's a pity that there are not enough slots, otherwise the three heroic spirits will come out together, and Hei Zhen will not want to run away.

Mystery is power, and it will always make others confused about how many cards you have, so Rosen didn't have any silly explanations. He invited the trembling werewolf in the distance, and smiled pointedly:

"Wag, you did a good job this time, but remember, when I don't let you escape, just stay where you are!"

"My lord, don't dare!"

The three-meter-long werewolf hurriedly knelt down. With its gray-white hair, it looked like a husky. It was scared out of its wits. At first, it thought that this human was relying on armor to fight fiercely, but now it seems that it was a big mistake!

Head-on combat can suppress Lord 'Angry', and he can summon heroic spirits at will, great man, absolutely great man!

The cunning of the werewolf also distinguishes between objects. When it encounters Rosen who can crush itself with one hand, it can only kneel on the ground, holding the opponent's boots and licking them like discovering treasures.

Seeing the barbed tongue licking his boots, Rosen didn't stop it. Any race has its own traditions, so just lick it if you like.

The young man standing proudly, the giant werewolf curled up at his feet and licking his boots, looked like a villain no matter what, Joan of Arc frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but was stopped by Rosen.

"Let's go to the beach first, and we'll talk about it later."

They were not out of danger yet, so they were not in a hurry to talk nonsense, so the two of them quickly set off on the road.

Heizhen came thousands of miles, unscrupulously releasing the dragon's power along the way, under such deterrence, not to mention ordinary animals, even weaker monsters ran cleanly, no miscellaneous soldiers stopped them, and the speed of the people advancing with all their strength was very fast. quick.

Before noon, the smell of sea water was getting stronger and stronger, and after climbing over a dirt bag, it was the coast.

"This is..." Joan of Arc was almost paralyzed standing on the hillside, and there was not a single boat on the beach, only the many sundries in the water showed that boats had existed before.

"Obviously, the Witch destroyed the boat while retreating." Rosen put his hands in his pockets, a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"Then what should we do now!?" Joan lost her composure, trapped at the seaside and had to wait for death, who knows how many monsters are coming here.

That Dragon Witch is not joking, next time she will definitely not be a few dozen, but a terrifying army enough to fill the sky!

And the werewolf was even more unbearable, trembling there again. After all, it was once the head of the clan, and trembling after surrendering to Rosen had become normal.

"Don't worry, I have a plan."

"What preparatory plan? Don't talk about retreating, our retreat must have been blocked!" After all, Joan of Arc is also a general, and she still has this bit of military common sense. According to the mobility of the dragon, she has already notified the reinforcements.

"As I said, there is a plan! If the Dragon Witch dares to come back, she doesn't have to leave!" Rosen replied decisively.

Joan of Arc remained silent. She had been acting like a turtle shell since she saw a man, as if she hadn't been too strong yet, she subconsciously closed her mouth when she was reprimanded.

The waves remained the same, and the sun was gradually scorching hot. After half an hour, the ground began to tremble slightly. I don't know how many monsters were running desperately.

It is impossible to cross the sea!On the way, you will meet the giant dragon army. After being roasted, you throw them into the sea to feed the fish. The more hopeless you are, the more determined the saint is, and she meditates on the Bible in her heart:

"Lord, you are the father of all things, you are the guide of lost lambs, please point me to the right path here, so that I can enter heaven."

sonorous—

With the sharp sword out of its sheath, Joan of Arc suddenly turned around and shouted:

"It's enough to escape all the way! Rosen, you go! I'll create a chance!"

Leave the hope of life to your companions, fight until the last moment and then inspire [Red Lotus Saintess] to entrust her body to the Supreme Lord. This spirit of sacrifice is worthy of the name of a saint.

Even the werewolves, infected by such overwhelming kindness, bowed their backs in salute to her.

"What are you thinking about? When did I let you go to the queen?" Rosen glanced at Joan of Arc who was glowing with gold, and black question marks filled his head.

"Then you want everyone to die here together? Well, I didn't expect you to be a great warrior!"

Is this saintess capable of making up her mind......

Rosen didn't want to die, but he didn't want to talk nonsense either. He just stretched out his hand and pointed at the sea——

"Don't talk, just see for yourself."

Joan turned her head to look, her purple eyes slowly widening.

I saw the sea was rough, and a wooden sailboat emerged from the sea like a submarine!

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The shaking on the ground became more and more intense. Tens of thousands of monsters would come rushing in only ten minutes. The feeling of being trapped on the coast was desperate enough. In this Africa, even the king of heroes would be consumed into dried meat.