Dark Soul Moon

After time-traveling, he became a poor prisoner.

But by coincidence, his job turned out to be to raise all kinds of exotic animals.

In the eyes of others, these strange beasts are all brutal beasts.

But in Li Fei's eyes, they are just a group of bigger cats.

A brand-new and pleasant cat-pulling journey will start from here.

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A dangerous look flashed in Joan's eyes.

Even at this point, wouldn't the Catholic Church give up hunting her down?

The lightning gun in his hand "Zi La" sounded.

"Heretic, you are not dead yet."

The leading angel's tone was a little surprised.

Although they could no longer sense the breath of the Lord, the angels did not panic at all.

It was obvious that the Lord had accomplished his purpose and left.

As for the heathen, it looks as if the Lord has left them on purpose to send judgment on their behalf.

As agents of the Lord's will, the angels are more than willing to serve the Lord and judge this heretic.

They flapped their wings, and the Feather of Light fell off from their wings, aiming at Joan of Arc and Gilderrey and others behind him.

"Go to hell and repent, heretic."

Under the control of the angels, Guangyu made a whistling sound and flew towards the people below.

"Humph."

Joan of Arc held a military flag condensed by light, and stood in front of Gilderrey and the others.

"Flag, protect my compatriots!"

A dignified female voice sounded.

Rays of light bloomed from the military flag, and the complicated magic circle unfolded from under the feet, forming an enchantment.

Gildre looked at the figure in front of him, the dazzling light forced him to close his eyes.

However, the scene of the girl standing in front of him was forever engraved in his mind.

Light Feather hit the barrier, but there was no ripple at all, as if the barrier had never been attacked.

"It's my turn, angels."

When the barrier was canceled, Joan of Arc was revealed unharmed.

She held the military flag in one hand and the Thunder Spear in the other.

The hand holding the lightning gun was raised, and then Joan's eyes locked on an angel.

Then, she threw the lightning gun in her hand.

Joan of Arc can now use miracles directly without using a spell-casting catalyst, and the power of miracles is determined by her beliefs.

The thick spear of sunlight flashed through the air and shot directly through an angel.

The pierced wound was scorched black.

The angel who was hit flapped its wings feebly a few times, then fell to the ground, its body turned into a spot of light and disappeared.

The powerful Sun Lance killed him with a single blow.

The eyes of the angels were a little shocked, and then they immediately dispersed their formation.

With the advantage of flying, the angels began to fly irregularly, trying to avoid Joan's lock.

At the same time, they also began to fight back.

Some of the angels condensed the sword of holy light and approached Joan of Arc.

Another group of angels controlled the light feathers and shot at Joan of Arc.

Facing the attacking angel, Joan did not dodge or evade.

She inserted the flag into the ground, and the magic circle unfolded from where it was inserted.

The phantom military flag fluttered up and down, strengthening Joan of Arc.

And Joan of Arc condensed a knight sword formed by lightning.

The miracle [Thunderbolt Sword] was originally a miracle used to enchant weapons, but under Joan's control, the Thunderbolt Sword became a weapon that could be attacked directly.

"..."

After receiving a heavy strike from an angel with one hand, Joan lowered her body and resisted the enemy's attack. At the same time, the lightning sword in her other hand followed her intuition and stabbed the angel backhand from a strange angle.

The crackling lightning sword directly pierced the angel's wings, and the violent lightning began to destroy his wings wantonly.

"Aha!"