I Summoned a Heroic Spirit in the Game and It Came True

In the faraway capital of France.

Countless high-level officials are holding the most urgent meetings.

Your Excellency slapped the table and roared: "This is definitely a conspiracy, a conspiracy to subvert our country's war. I propose that she should be identified as a traitor and war must be declared!"

"Yes, the dead cannot be resurrected. This is purely a farce. We must show the world our invincible French army."

His Excellency the Vice President also said sharply.

The meeting quickly reached a ruling, and they decided to send troops.

Even if the other party is really a witch, it is impossible to survive the attack of the modern army!

General Swick was ordered to conquer the rebellion.

Sitting on the plane, he looked down at the great rivers and mountains below and said with a sneer, "We have an army of one million and are invincible in the world."

"Your Excellency, the news from the front line, the defenders of Lyon have surrendered to that devil!" The assistant reminded with a solemn expression, and showed him a live news.

[The bewitching witch captures Leon! 】

In the news, that terrifying devil unexpectedly made all the cities along the route surrender instantly without firing a single shot.

"..."

Sveck was silent for a while, "It doesn't matter, the Lyon defenders are just a bunch of trash. We are the only country in the world that has a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, and we also have an extremely powerful stealth aircraft, there is no way we can fail!"

Hundreds of thousands of troops are displayed in the south of Orleans.

This can be called the largest war in France in the [-]st century.

The key is that the place of this war is the homeland, and all "enemy troops" are also compatriots.

It is destined to be impossible to use powerful weapons to bombard indiscriminately.

After waiting for a long time.

Sveck saw the crowd from afar.

Hundreds of thousands of people spontaneously followed each other, forming a parade that exceeded the largest scale.

however.

Under his horrified gaze, the other party walked towards the huge army alone without a person.

The girl's long silver hair fluttered behind her, scanning all the soldiers: "Soldiers, shoot me! Shoot your saint!"

she crazy? ? ?

Swick couldn't believe it.

The most correct choice for the other party should be to use hundreds of thousands of followers to force him to move out of the way.

But now, the other party appeared alone in the open space, which meant that he could order her to be shot!

"General, what should we do?" The assistant was also confused.

At this time, there was a call from Paris——

[Shot warning!Let it give up resistance! 】

Swick fell into the most difficult inner struggle.

He already figured it out, Chi Guoguo's conspiracy at this time.

The other party claimed to be Joan of Arc and gave up any resistance.

The French had already burned Joan to death, and they had already felt guilty about the saint.

Once he shoots, he will definitely be regarded as an executioner by countless French people and set on the pillar of shame!

However, letting the opponent walk over without firing a shot would definitely deal a huge blow to the power of him and the legion, causing hundreds of thousands of followers to fall into a carnival.

"Oh god, damn it, fuck, fuck's son of a bitch, why are you fucking forcing me?"

Under the orders from the rear and the threat of the girl in front of him, Sveck burst out with obscenities in an instant.

However, the girl walked steadily step by step, not caring about hundreds of tanks and tens of thousands of guns pointing at her.

Even though he was alone, the soldiers felt extremely heavy pressure.

The girl is like a high emperor, looking down on everyone present!

The girl's voice echoed in everyone's ears: "You fools of France, only I can lead you to glory!"

Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Your Majesty is about to enter her most loyal Paris!

"It really has supernatural abilities!"

Swick narrowed his eyes.

The other party did not use any technological equipment, but the voice was accurately transmitted to everyone.

He has no way of knowing how strong the opponent's combat power is.

But he knows one thing—

He shot, and he will be the chief culprit for the scolding and scolding of countless French people!

Clang!

Under the astonishing power of the opponent, some soldiers dropped their weapons and chose to surrender.

Whoa!

Numerous soldiers followed suit and raised their hands.

This is not surrender.

Instead, pay the most solemn French military salute to this saint!

Joan was a little disappointed.

Possessing the holy flag presented by that person makes her resistant to any weapon bombing.

As a result, this group of people did not dare to shoot!

Bunch of scumbags!

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" Swick sighed.

"I want to lead France to glory!"

Joan looked at each other with an expression of looking at garbage, "You are too weak, you are clearly boasting that you have an invincible army, but you have been treated like a dog by the Lighthouse Kingdom! Idiots! Cowards! Scum!"

"..."

Swick was stunned for a moment. As a dignified general, he was pointed at his nose and scolded!

But, God, why is the heart beating wildly?

next moment.

The opponent waved the holy flag, and the bright light spread in all directions in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, it covers a radius of several kilometers.

If you look at it from the outside, it looks like a protective shield emitting light, protecting everyone inside.

A miracle is coming!

Sveck's eyes widened, and he finally understood how powerful the other party was.

It turned out that the opponent alone was equivalent to an army with nuclear missiles!

The opponent's aggressive voice spread throughout the battlefield:

"I am Joan of Arc, the heroic spirit who has returned from history, and I will surely lead France to a great revival! Gentlemen, follow me!"

Everyone cheered.

The originally tense battlefield turned into a joyous sea of ​​celebration in an instant.

Hundreds of thousands of people cheered and headed to the capital a hundred kilometers away.

And the official French news——

【Your Excellency the Holy Maiden is about to enter her most loyal Paris! 】

"This is the end?"

Wei Gong in front of the computer stared blankly.

In just three days, the opponent actually conquered the whole of France.

No cost!

Heroic Spirit is obviously stronger than he expected.

Wei Gong was not able to visit the scene in person, but watching the reactions of the people present, he could realize that the other party definitely used some kind of spiritual coercion similar to [Longwei].

He closed the webpage, opened the Dimension Home game platform, and clicked on the game "Saint of Despair".

[You have already cleared the game, do you want to spend 10 gold coins for 1 minute to continue the game? 】

Wei Gong clicked to continue the game, wanting to see what follow-up actions.

I cleared the game before and got a dice and 98 gold coins, enough to last for 9 minutes.

Equivalent to three times the durability of Ultraman!

then.

He saw his game character appear in a magnificent palace.

In the empty palace, there was only one girl.

Various expressions such as shock, surprise, and disgust appeared on the other party's face, with mixed feelings.

"Are you here?" the girl asked.