I became Joan of Arc, walking on the continent of Terra

But even though he hesitated in his heart, he didn't leave them there, but turned around and led them towards the camp.

"Boss, they are here."

He walked to a tent and talked inside, but did not take any further action, just waiting there for the next order from his boss.

"I didn't expect the guests to come, let them in!"

Not long after, a deep voice came from inside.It was a somewhat crappy Ursas language, and I presumably learned it while fleeing from Ursas, and at most it was just for daily communication.

"You two go in, I'll be waiting for you outside."

Hearing the words inside, the patriot said to Joan of Arc and Tallulah.The two nodded slightly, and then entered the tent.

The layout inside the tent is also very simple. The biggest decoration around here is a map, and the rest are just some things that are needed on weekdays.

And there was a wooden table in the room, facing them, and a person wearing a strange armor was seen head-on.

The other party seemed to be a strong man, who could fill this armor to the brim, and presumably was the kind of guy who was strong enough to kill a tumor beast with a single punch.

And that Sarkaz was also taken aback when he saw the person coming.He didn't expect that the so-called leader of Bozhuo Kasti turned out to be a young girl who didn't look too old.

"You two are welcome to meet us. I am the captain of this mercenary team. You can call me Muyan."

Chapter 330 Kazdel's Current Situation

"Mudstone?"

Joan still remembered that there was such a character in her memory, the former Sarkaz mercenary, Sarkaz who had very powerful Originium skills and wore heavy armor.

She still remembered that this mud rock was a relatively thin woman?Wearing such a heavy armor, she really couldn't see it at all.

How did she do it?Originally, according to her figure, it was more than enough to fit two of her at once in this heavy-looking armor.

Because of this, although Joan of Arc looked at the leader calmly, she was also very curious about this leader's appearance, especially since she already knew the specific situation of the other party.

But Muyan didn't see how abnormal Joan of Arc was. Now she was concentrating on talking to Tallulah, and she didn't doubt that Joan of Arc recognized her at all.

And she didn't think that Jeanne could recognize herself in disguise. She had been hiding for so many years and hadn't been discovered, so she was very confident in her ability to hide.

"Mr. Bodrocaster, why don't I find you a table to sit at?"

Sarkaz outside looked at the Patriot standing there and tried to get him a chair.But the problem is that the Patriots are too tall, and their chairs or benches may break him.

But maybe even a table can't handle the weight of this Wendigo?Anyway, Joan of Arc also visited him, and the chair in his tent was just a solid wooden pier.

"Don't be so troublesome, I'll just stand here for a while. You don't need to be so nervous, just treat me like an ordinary Sarkaz."

When the Patriot looked at the man in front of him, Sarkaz, who was obviously nervous, said.

He didn't expect that even though he had been away from his hometown for so many years, someone in Kazdel still remembered him.He thought that his past had been reduced to ashes in the flames of war.

"The ordinary Sarkaz back then? It's really hard to realize your idea, old man."

That Sakaz looked at Sakaz who was so much taller than him in front of him, shook his head and said.To be clear, he is tall in Sarkaz, but he is like a small animal in front of him.

Not only that, but he could also feel how terrifying this old gentleman was.The aura that unintentionally exudes has a feeling of crushing him.

"What's the situation with Kazdel now? How far has the war between those two progressed?"

This is the fundamental reason why the Patriot came here specifically. He wanted to ask these Sarkaz about Kazdel's situation, and by the way, frighten the guy who wants to make small moves.

How could he not have imagined that among these people there must be a guy with a ulterior motive?Those who don't want to cooperate with them are much more likely to engage in small tricks.

But now it seems that the effect of his coming here is even beyond his imagination.When those Sarkaz saw him standing here, they just wanted to watch him not far away.

"What else? Those two have already dragged Kazdel into the mud pit. Now, there are only a few mobile cities left in the whole country."

When the patriot asked him about Kazdel's current situation, Sarkaz couldn't help complaining to the old man, complaining about the tragedy he saw.

"Cazdale is now full of wars. There is basically no peaceful place except the capital. Except for the wasteland, there are ruins of the city."

This Sarkaz seems to be nearly forty years old, which is not young in the Sarkaz mercenary world, and even most Sarkaz mercenaries will not live to this age.

As he was older, he naturally remembered the scene of Kazdel when he was still at peace, so he hated his homeland that was now at war so much.

"You don't know that the corpses piled up in the slums of Wangduli are almost exceeding the city wall."

This is not some bad joke, this is the real situation in Kazdel now, if civilians can't become mercenaries, there is a high probability that the only way left is to starve to death.

Perhaps Her Highness Teresia's side will be different. Anyway, there are no farmers farming on Teresia's side. Except for mercenaries, there are only hard workers in the factory.

Where do you get the food from?Someone will deliver it, someone will deliver it.

Those who don't want Sarkaz to continue to maintain peace are very close to Theresis who started the war, and are willing to provide food and industrial raw materials at a relatively low price.

"call……"

After the patriot heard this description, he didn't speak for a long time.He just stood there silently, his eyes looking in the direction where Kazdel was.

When he left there, the war hadn't happened yet. Compared with the place in his memory, Kazdel is really no different from hell.

But all of this has nothing to do with him. His current hometown is Ursus, not Kazdel, and he has no reason to interfere with it now.

The reason why he came here to ask was just to know what happened in his former hometown and how the current situation has evolved.

"If you can provide us with the necessary supplies and don't object to the existence of Sarkaz in your team, I have no reason to refuse."

After learning about their situation and thinking for a while, Muyan also felt that it was not a bad thing for them to cooperate with each other.

Especially when hearing that the other party can provide medicine to stabilize ore disease.The teammates around her are basically not infected with ore disease. It would be a good thing if they could live longer.

"However, there are some things I need to say first. We are not opposed to helping you deal with the enemy. However, if you plan to use me and my men as cheap consumables, we will directly cancel the cooperation and leave."

When talking to Tallula these words, Muyan also looked directly at the two people in front of him through his thick mask, observing their reaction to this matter.

Sarkaz warriors have never been afraid of war.The reason why they gave up everything and fled from Kazdel was because they didn't want to be used as pawns by those in power.

That kind of death is meaningless, and no one cares about consumables that can be replaced at will, just like people don't use sympathy for them.

"Please don't worry, if I do that, you don't need to object, and the friends around me will see me in that state."

In this regard, Tallulah also gave her promise.When she said these words, she looked at each other very seriously.

Seeing this scene, Muyan also nodded.Now she has believed the other party's promise for the time being, as for other changes, let's wait until the time comes.

"That's fine, let's carry out the next action. This is our future manager, right? Let's go, the two of us go out and draw a few strokes."

While speaking, Mu Yan also looked at Joan of Arc next to her.She observed this woman who was younger than herself, wondering if she should put some water in for a while?

She is also worried that if she fights with all her strength, she will not hurt the opponent.When it comes to fighting, she can't take care of those worries, she can't guarantee that she can withdraw her strength in time.

"I still think we don't need to fight, right? After all, there is no conflict between the two of us, so it wouldn't be good if something really happened then?"

Tallulah wasn't worried about Joan of Arc. When she heard that Muyan planned to draw with Joan of Arc, she was worried about Muyan who seemed stronger at the first time.

She knew how terrifying Joan of Arc's fighting power was. To be honest, she was not sure of taking down Joan of Arc out of ten, and she might even be killed by her.

If she defeats her here, how will she come down from power?Besides, Joan of Arc is so sincere, it wouldn't be good if she really hurt someone.

"Personally, I don't like fighting, but you can't convince those brothers outside me. If you don't fight, those people who know how strong you are are not willing to listen to your orders."

Saying that, Mu Yan took out his sledgehammer from behind.This thing has been hiding behind her, blocked by herself.

Chapter 330 Battle

Hearing what Muyan had said, these two people had no reason to refuse.Looking at the mudstone that walked out first, Joan of Arc and Tallulah also looked at each other.

Joan had no choice but to shrug her shoulders, and then left the tent, planning to find an open place to compete with the mudstone.

Joan still remembered that Mudstone held some kind of ancient spell handed down by Sarkaz.And since I had that bizarre dream, I am very interested in this ancient thing.

"Pay attention! We are here to cooperate, try to put in as much strength as possible!"

Tallulah was really worried about Joan of Arc, mainly because the strength of the opponent's punch that could kill a bear was too scary, and not many people would have guessed that this person with thin arms and legs had such great strength.

And it just so happens that the other party is a mercenary, that is to say, there may be unforeseen situations in the battle between the two of them. Don't make friends, but become enemies.

"Boss is going to fight someone again, how long do you think the other party can last?"

Not long after, all the members of the Sarkaz team gathered on an open ground. Everyone looked at the very thin Joan of Arc, and communicated with each other.

"I feel that I should be able to pass two moves, right? After all, it is a good hand sent by the other party. But do you really have the strength to swing a weapon when you are so thin? My arms are almost as thick as her calves."

Everyone looked at Joan of Arc, obviously not optimistic about the opponent's combat power.But they didn't say anything, maybe he was someone who looked ordinary but whose strength was beyond imagination?

The reason why they thought this was because there was no panic in Joan's eyes.It felt as if the victory of this battle was already in her hands.

As mercenaries, they will not judge people by their appearance too much.Because although appearance can explain some things, it can also be misleading.

"Okay, do you need to prepare anything? Seeing that you don't have a weapon, we can look for it here to see if there is any suitable one. But it is very difficult to find a hammer that is of the same quality as this hammer."

Mu Yan looked at Joan who was empty-handed in front of him, and said the same thing to him.

She didn't want to defeat an unarmed opponent with a weapon by herself. Even if she won, it wouldn't sound too nice when she said it.

"No, I'm ready."

When speaking, Joan clasped her hands in front of her chest, and then the dots of light gathered together again, and finally condensed into a flag, but the top of the flag had sharp spikes shining with cold light.

Mudrock could also tell that this was not so much a flag as a spear disguised as a flag, but how did this thing appear?

All this happened so fast that Muyan froze in place.She just saw a flash of light, and then the half-flag, half-gun weapon appeared in the opponent's hand.

"Here is my weapon, let's get started."

After saying this, Joan's eyes also became sharper, and those pale golden eyes stared at the other party. At this moment, it was as if an extremely terrifying giant beast had awakened.

An inexplicable sense of oppression fell on the mud rock, and the thoughts in her heart of planning to put some water were erased at the moment of this sense of oppression.

She had to take it seriously, the man in front of her was indeed a formidable enemy.Maybe if I don't pay attention, the possibility of letting the other party overturn is relatively high.

"Then come!"

While speaking, a faint black film suddenly appeared around the mud rock, as if a big bubble wrapped the tall mud rock inside.

What Muyan is best at is all kinds of Originium techniques related to rocks.The same is true of her family, and even other Sarkaz will call them children of earth and stone.

And the film in front of her is the defense condensed by her force of mobilizing the soil, which can guarantee that no matter which direction the opponent's attack comes from, she can block it.

Don't look at this thing as it looks like a soap bubble that just needs a little poking to burst.To break through this layer of protection, it will take some effort.

After the protective cover was condensed, Mu Yan looked at Joan of Arc, waiting for the moment when the opponent attacked him.

Compared with the defense he was proud of, Muyan knew that his speed was a shortcoming, especially when he was wearing such a heavy armor, his movements were naturally inferior to the seemingly light Joan of Arc.

So she chose to wait for the opponent to attack, as long as the opponent started to approach, her own counterattack could start.

At the same time, the black airflow created by the spell entangled the hammer in her hand, waiting for the moment when the enemy came.