Selling Jars Starting From Hokage World

This place itself is like an unknown shadow corner of a bright city.

There is almost no light. When an ordinary person walks in here, he even needs cautious and solemn groping to move forward.

But for Chen Mo and Jeanne, it is naturally clear as day.

Jan of Arc has smelled the smell of blood, which made her quicken her pace, quietly and quickly shuttled through the alleys, while Chen Mo is still walking neither slow nor hurried , But weirdly stayed by Jeane’s side, follow closely.

Finally, we have reached the place with the strongest bloody smell.

This is a small courtyard with an independent villa. The lighting bulbs that should have existed at the door have all been broken.

Jan of Arc slowed down.

The beautiful face is very serious, and his eyes are filled with fierce anger.

For Joan, who has been involved in the war on battlefield for two full years, he can be identified with no difficulty. There are at least dozens of corpses in this room. With a young child, her anger is burning.

However, I still force myself to remain calm.

After she glanced at Chen Mo, she tried to hide her aura and moved closer.

There are faint sounds like fine lines coming out from inside.

“It’s so wonderful, this is simply a work of art! Worthy-of is a caster.”

“Ryunosuke, sure enough, you can understand that humans feel fear A numb species, but if you first give hope, the split second from hope to despair is the most wonderful fear. If Spiritual God really exists, you will definitely feel angry about it.” The other is equally intoxicated. sound.

It seems that he has faintly understood the meaning of these two people’s words, and then recalling the tragic situation at the scene before, Jeanne can no longer wait.

“End here!” She waved the flag and made a breakthrough from the front with a thud.

As shown in the entry, it is an extremely tragic scene.

Blood and broken limbs everywhere, countless squirming tentacles crawling on the corpse, making terrifying sounds. The initiator of all this, like a demon-like hero, is even playing with one Head full of fear.

This can no longer be called the undead of the dead hero.

It should be called Vicious Spirit.

But at this moment.

The head in Vicious Spirit’s hand fell to the ground because of the weakness of his fingers. His big raised eyes trembling looked at the girl who broke in, seemingly full of incredible joy.

He took a step forward.

I stumbled and fell in front of Joan, with a smile on his face as if he had seen a family separated from life and death.

He humbled his hands out and shouted in a trembling voice: “His Royal Highness Saintess, is this true? I have one day to see you again, ah, Did Spiritual God finally hear my wish? I have been looking forward to your resurrection, and I have been waiting for the day to see you again, this moment, this moment! My wish has come true!”

Jan of Arc heard the man’s words, slightly opened wide.

She has thought about various scenes after the meeting, but Dudu did not expect this.

Since she is called His Royal Highness Saintess, that is the person who knows her.

Jan couldn’t help but look carefully at the servants in front of him.

Wearing an ancient style robe with bloodshot red lines on it, the face is thin, with the big raised eyes, and the expression of crying and laughing, it looks like a temperamental at a glance The dangerous character.

But.

Jan of Arc is still vaguely recognized from the outline of the facial features.

“Jill…is that you, Jill?” She seemed to be a little unbelievable.

“wu wu wu.” Jill’s tears flowed from the crash-bang in his big eyes, and he cried hysterically, “There will be another day when I can hear you calling my name, even if I die at this moment. No regrets!”

“…”

Jan of Arc slightly opened her mouth, feeling the strong smell of blood in the air, as if she wanted to say Something, but nothing can be said.

She is not ignorant of history.

I was regarded as the Demoness burned to death, the comrade-in-arms who once fought together, Gil de Ray, although he was on the throne of the marshal by virtue of his military exploits, he was still obsessed with black magic and even killed him. Hundreds of youngsters, there is no doubt that Jill in front of them is the incarnation of the devil, his tragic destiny that is intimately related to him.

Hold the long spear hands slightly hard.

“Jill.” Joan made her voice as calm as possible, “We are all people from the past. At this moment, as servants, we gather here because of the Holy Grail War. Without Saintess and the Marshal, I Its a ruler and youre a caster. Its just for this reason. However, what you have done has violated the rules of the Holy Grail War.”

Although I saw my former comrades and friends, Joan of Arc It cannot be reminiscent of the old, nor can it be renewed.

Even if Jill becomes so responsible, even if Jill is so gazed to meet him again.

However, he cannot continue like this.

Jan of Arc is guilty in her heart, but she is determined to bear the sin of betraying her companion, so she never thinks that she is Saintess, just a dull person, let her body be touched for her own wish Sinners full of blood that’s all.

So–

Jan of Arc slightly raised the long spear in her hand.

“Please don’t say that! Your Highness Saintess.” Jill lifts the head, the bloodshot both eyes still seem to be filled with some kind of joy to be wild with joy, “It doesn’t matter anymore, Holy Grail War has long been indifferent! I have found a better Spiritual God, a Spiritual God better than the Lord you believe in! It is the great He who made me realize my wish and let me see you again! So, stop talking about rules and casters. The so-called Holy Grail and even the so-called Spiritual God can no longer shackle us at all, Your Highness Saintess, there is only your most loyal servant here!”

This When Jill was not at all, that kind of crazy expression was more of the intoxication of being immersed in a better future.

He returned to His Royal Highness Saintess again.

I once again returned to the days when I could see His Royal Highness Saintess.

For him, everything else is not important anymore.

“Jill, you…”

Jan of Arc took a deep breath in the strong smell of blood, seeming to want to remind herself of battlefield At the time, let yourself become indifferent and let yourself no longer hesitate.

Isnt it already decided.

Kill some people to save more people.

Isn’t this hopeless thought what she believed and was doing before she was alive?

And just when Joan was ready to do it directly.

Chen Mo’s voice suddenly came.

“You said you found a good Spiritual God?”