Root Dragon

Before that, Jeanne, who rushed to the Great Saint Cup earlier than the others, encountered the greatest irony in history.

"Oh oh oh oh! Saintess Joan, welcome to my stage!"

In the environment where Joan was, Shakespeare whispered weirdly.

Jan of Arc looked at the changing scenes around him, not only frowned.

"This is...My hometown, Dongremy." Jeanne looked at the clothes that turned into a village girl's clothes, and looked towards the small village not far away.

"Jeanna!?" A gentle female voice came.

Jan turned her head and looked towards the sound source.

"Mother!" Joan was a little surprised. She didn't expect this environment to have such a realistic simulation.

"Why...why would you be called Demoness and be burned to death!! Why! Jeanna!"

Jan of Arc's mother crawled on the ground crying bitterly with both hands Holding on to Joan tightly.

"Follow me back to the village, Jeanna, don't care about other people anymore." Jeanne's mother begged.

But Joan did not pay attention to his mother, not because Joan was not filial, but because what he saw was just the environment created by Red Caster Shakespeare that's all.

"Caster of the red side, are you satisfied in this way." Jeanne moved towards the air said calmly. .

Then Shakespeare's voice sounded in the air.

“Where and where, the drama has just begun. Let’s start the second act!”

When Shakespeare’s voice fell, Jeanne found that two curtains appeared before her eyes, like The curtain on the opening and closing stage is the same, opening in one.

When the curtain opened, the foreground of Joan's eyes changed again.

Jan of Arc stood on a high ground, holding the holy flag in his hand, directing the French soldiers behind him to rush towards the British enemy.

For a time, the entire battlefield was covered with blood, and a lot of lives passed continuously.

Also, some of the enemy soldiers begged for mercy, but they were killed.

In an instant, Joan was full of dead bodies.

"It's so full of blood, Your Highness Saintess." Shakespeare's voice sounded in the air.

However, Joan of Arc did not produce much Spiritual Fluctuation.

"It's useless to show me anything."

Jan of Arc then raised his hand and took a look.

"Since the hands of those who follow me are dirty, then my hands are also dirty. I never felt fear about it."

Suddenly, like The scene of the corpse fraud was normal, and a gorgeously dressed corpse suddenly started, but that face was Shakespeare's.

He looked at Joan and asked him: "Then, let me ask you as the agent of Charles VII."

Then a corpse next to Joan. It also lifts the head suddenly, needless to say, another Shakespeare's face.

"You stepped forward and rushed to the battlefield. Let the blood stain your hands and win France."

Then many corpses around him raised their heads, Xiang Zhen De asked.

"Yet you were burned at the end."

"What a sorrow is this."

"In my opinion, this is— —"

"Betrayal!"

"Tragedy!"

"Desperate!"

"Even so, do you still believe in the Lord? Do you still think fighting is meaningful?"

However, Joan still ignored these and replied calmly: "Of course!"

"My death is me A fate that has never been escaped."

Then Joan raised the holy banner in his hand and said: "Since I raised this banner, I have lost the right to die peacefully in my hometown."

Shakespeare was not disappointed that Joan was not affected at all.

A certain corpse snapped its fingers in between, and the picture changed here.

Jan of Arc watched as she was wearing a prison uniform, her hands were handcuffed, the rope was connected to the lock, and she was led forward by a Knight on a horse.

In this way, how can Joan not know which environment she is in now?

"It's really nasty, Caster." Jeanne sarcastically said to Shakespeare.

"no no no, it's not you who burned this time, Lord Saintess." Knight, who was riding in front of him, turned his head and looked at Joan.

Sure enough, it was Shakespeare's face as expected.

Shakespeare pointed forward, and Jeanne looked in the direction he pointed.

"!!!" Jeanne's pupils shrank slightly, some of them looked incredible.

"Soderlake!!"

Yes, it is the childhood sweethearts of Joan of Arc, the French salvation general Soderlake, that is Wu Ming, who was to be burnt in this illusion.

I saw Wu Ming blindly tied to the pillar with iron chains, and the flames around his body were burning.

Jan ran over in a hurry, but was caught by the rope in her hand when she was still a certain distance away from Wu Ming.

"Why! Why didn't I burn it!" Jeanne hurriedly asked a priest standing under the execution stage.

The priest turned his head, looked at Joan with a face of Shakespeare, took out his own Treasure Item, and replied to Joan: "The fantasy constructed by my Treasure Item is all your memory. In other words, the death of General Soderlake is all yours, Saintess Joan!!"

Shakespeare's last words were utterly condemned, making Joan of Arc start to panic.

"No...no, how could..." Joan couldn't help but think of the scene of Soderlake rushing towards him with wounds all over his body during the execution, holding himself burned to death together.

"...Is it really me..."

And Shakespeare said like an abductor: "Yes, that's right! It's all you His fault!"

At this moment, an extremely terrifying magic power struck here in Shakespeare's perception.

Because this magic power is so terrifying, even Jeanne, who is in the illusion, is aware of it.

The illusion that Joan was in was like a mirror shattered, bursting instantly.

"What! My Treasure Item was..."

Outside, Shakespeare and Joan of Arc were still standing there.

On the other side of the hall, a piece of the originally gorgeous hall was suddenly missing, exposing the vast sky.

"This magic...It's Soderlake!" Jeanne said.

At this moment, away from Shakespeare’s Treasure Item "The moment of opening has come, where there should be thunderous applause (FirstFolio)" The illusion of Joan of Arc is no longer deceived by Shakespeare’s rhetoric.

Compared, at this moment, the opponent has lost the Treasure Item bonus.

Afterwards, half of the air fortress was missing-Hanging Gardens of Babylon (Hanging Gardens of Babylon) had completely lost the ability to float.

Although the central area has been damaged a bit, this bit will not help the floating garden that has lost half of it in the air.

The reason why the sky garden can be lifted off is because of the inverted magic inside it.

Whether it is water or plants, they will flow and grow in the opposite direction.

Water will flow from top to bottom, and plants will stay from bottom to top.

At this moment, in the central area with the Great Saint Cup, a large amount of water began to fly to the sky, looking towards the ground after leaving the magic range of the sky garden.

Not only the water flows, but a large number of broken buildings begin to fall to the ground, and only half of the sky garden is on the verge of collapse, slowly falling toward the ground.

Faster and faster, faster and faster, until it fell into the forest below, with vibrations and sounds like an earthquake, and a large amount of smoke rose into the sky for a long time.