In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

And the sailboat that appeared at this time was so sudden, just like the ancestors in the "Bible" met Moses to divide the sea, so inspiring. Joan immediately retracted her long sword and put her hands together in front of her chest:

"Lord, thank You for giving me a way to live."

"Hey, I gave you the way of life! I said it earlier, everything is in my plan!" Seeing that Joan's condition was getting worse, Rosen reminded him aloud.

"This is also the Lord's instruction!" Joan of Arc was determined, only faith should not be profaned.In fact, she was also a little upset, because she was also deceived. This man had already arranged everything, but last night he was talking nonsense about a decisive battle on land.

"Well, whoever you want to thank." Rosen shrugged, walked forward to the sailboat, turned his head and saw Joan standing still, frowning slowly: "Hurry up and run for your life, you want to go to the belly of the monster Pray?"

"Oh." Joan of Arc came back to her senses, ignoring the evil aura on the sailboat, and hurriedly ran to the beach.

The black tide-like monsters finally rushed to the top of the mountain, but unfortunately their hunting target has already sailed to the deep sea, so they can only use a burst of magic bullets to see them off.A few minutes later, five giant dragons also flew from the sky. This time, the giant dragons were much more careful and kept observing at a height of [-] meters.

The magic power of the three heroic spirits fluctuates!Two of them are surprisingly powerful!None of the giant dragons who left a pile of corpses just now dared to attack and could only monitor from high altitude.

"It's safe, the Dragon Witch won't be able to assemble a strong force in a short time." Rosen stood on the deck and looked at the black spots in the sky, and decided not to care about them, anyway, these guys are already dead dragons.

"Rosen, you owe me a big favor!" A sloppy man walked over quickly, whispering in his mouth, "Made, the British bastards got me out of bed in the middle of the night, and then flew me to the plane Throwing it to the island of Malta, only I can come so fast in this world!"

"Okay, I owe you." Rosen reached out his hand to stop the other party from complaining, with a serious face, "Blackbeard, I will help you no matter what happens in the future."

"Is it okay to kill people?"

"Of course, I said it was anything." Rosen nodded solemnly.

"Hey, that's what you said." Edward Teach laughed out loud. He knew how precious this promise was, because the man in front of him really did what he said!

As a pirate, he must pay attention to profit in everything, and this trip is obviously very profitable, and he even feels happy, so he looked at the werewolf and Joan of Arc.

"Rosen, it's fine if you abduct a saint. What's the matter with this werewolf? If it's an experimental subject, lock it up. I have a ready-made cage."

"It's called Wag, and it's a surrendering monster."

"What? Now monsters can even do high-end operations like surrender??" Blackbeard stared wide-eyed, ignoring the saint who kept coughing lightly.

He is a lolicon, and he has no interest in Joan of Arc's big|big boobs.

"So it is of great research value." Rosen's indifferent words made the werewolf shudder, but the topic quickly changed, "Don't talk about this monster, when will the person I asked you to notify arrive?"

"Reinforcements?" Blackbeard smiled, pointing to the sky, "Look, isn't it coming?"

A black spot appeared in the sky above a kilometer, which was a military helicopter, and the group of giant dragons also noticed it, flapping their wings and fleeing quickly, as if there were natural enemies in the plane.

Before they could run far, a smaller black dot rushed out of the helicopter and galloped in the air with magic power. A few seconds later, flames and ice blocks bloomed in the sky, like fireworks in festivals. The dragon ran fast except for two ends. , and the rest were all fried into minced meat.

The rain of blood mixed with the stumps of the body fell, dyeing the surface of the sea blood red. Rosen made a painful expression, as if it was a pity that the material was wasted in vain.

"Lord Rosen~~~~ I'm late!"

There was a sweet and greasy cry, and the figure in the air just now fell into the boat, and the huge inertia pressed the hull into the sea, and the deck was flooded with sea water.

The distressed black beard didn't dare to reprimand, so he could only turn his face away, not looking at the pink-haired girl who was rushing towards Rosen.

"My lord, are you injured, are you injured?"

Luo Sen only felt the fragrance was tangy, and her soft and delicate body had already fallen into his arms. Yuzao groped every inch of her body, and finally couldn't help it when she began to take off the clothes.

"Enough, those mindless monsters can't hurt me."

"Yes, yes, Lord Rosen is the strongest! These trash Mikos will be wiped out in one go!" Tamazamo clapped her hands happily, and said with a charming smile, "Then how did you feel about this trip to Africa?"

"Home away from home." A certain chief looked very calm, paused, pointed to the side and said, "Tamamo, let me introduce, this is the French Saint Joan of Arc, and the trembling one over there is a surrendering wild dog."

The werewolf was not looked down upon by Yuzao, because of the relationship of absolute trust, even if Rosen caught the world's black hands in front of him, he would not be surprised, but this saint...

Well, the milk volume of the scumbag!

The hidden hostility made Joan inexplicable, she had no concept of 'love' at all, and could not understand where this hostility came from, so she could only suppress her unhappiness, stretched out her right hand and said:

"Fortunately, if there is such a powerful heroic spirit as you, Rosen and I would not be so embarrassed."

Embarrassed? !

The fox's eyes immediately changed, first he shook hands with the other party with a smile, and then said: "It seems that you and your lord have spent an unforgettable time~~~~~"

'Unforgettable time? ? '

Joan was a little dazed, and then a lot of pictures flashed in her mind.

Encounters in the subspace, devastating attacks, trekking in the void, escape routes in a weak state, and the indifferent image of a man who is always in control...

"Yes! It was indeed an unforgettable time! Rosen and I have become companions who can depend on each other for life and death!" The saint said firmly, interdependence and mutual encouragement, nothing in the world is more memorable than these.

"Oh, you really make people angry~~~~" Yuzao, who can see through the soul, knew at a glance that Joan of Arc was not lying, and her fox eyes glanced at the man.

Master Rosen is good at everything, but he is too good. These women rushed forward desperately, but before she could fight back, the conversation was interrupted.

"Okay, you don't talk on the same channel at all, Blackbeard, the room on your ship is still clean." Rosen really didn't know what these two people had to talk about. If it's love, it's better to separate them quickly.

"Bah, Queen Anne is my uncle's treasure! Isn't this nonsense?" Blackbeard is like a human being, who doesn't know what Rosen is thinking, and immediately arranges like a master:

"Werewolf, go live at the bottom of the boat, others come with me, sleep peacefully tonight, with me here, no one can sneak attack!"

Of course, Wager had no choice, and the two women looked at Rosen, saw him nodding, and followed the Pirate King to the cabin, but Yuzao, who was walking in the front, frowned slightly, thinking in his heart:

'There are more and more opponents, it seems that we must strike first while the idiot emperor is away! '

The appearance of the Queen Anne is like a wooden shipwreck hundreds of years ago, but after turning into a heroic treasure, this old antique has also changed a lot.Not only are there hundreds of low-level spirits, but they can also dive, fly, and land, and the more heroic spirits they carry, the more powerful they are. Basically, they are like mobile fortresses.