Chapter 643： : Joan of Arc Deteriorating

Xiao Nan took the talisman and was about to behead this tentacle monster on the spot.

"Please wait a minute." Shencrahuozhi hurriedly stopped her, "I still have a companion inside, so I can't just attack."

"Companion?" Xiao Nan frowned.

A companion came to participate in the event?

"She is the hero of this world, but not as an event participant, but as an arbiter dispatched by the gods of this world..." Kamikazuhoori briefly explained the identity of Joan.

Her attitude is quite determined.

In any case, she couldn't ignore Joan.

Xiao Nan was thinking.

A heroic spirit who hasn't opened a can seems to have no harm in saving it, but if this heroic spirit is qualified to open a can, he will undoubtedly stand on the side of the opponent after being rescued. Wouldn't it be an enemy?

"But if you just consume it like that, the people inside are equally dangerous." Uchiha Itachi suddenly said, "It's better to dismember with all your strengths, and use each method to make the space as stable as possible, better than nothing."

"Yes." Xiao Nan also made a decision. She squinted her eyes and looked at Shen Li Huo Zhi, and said in a deep voice, "This is the will of an adult, are you really going to stop me?"

Shencrahuozhi was silent.

Joan hasn't opened the can, and it is indeed dangerous to continue like this.

Even now, it’s still unknown.

Can I just fight it?

"I understand."

Shencrahuoori is not a person looking forward and backward, looking at the appearance of the few people in front of him, I am afraid that there is no way to deal with the chaotic space inside the monster.

Then you can only gamble.

Swear to the power of this body, this time, I will use this power to rescue Joan.

The Seven Days and Seven Nights in the hands of Shencra Huozhi erected in front of him, and her firm face was reflected on the knife body, and her eyes bloomed with mysterious light.

Shijin·Shang!

Suddenly, countless small shikigami of different shapes emerged from the void, each showing their magical powers, and they swooped at the huge tentacle monster, biting, burning, and splitting, and quickly melted this with various means. Huge body.

Xiaonan and Itachi Uchiha were surprised secretly.

They didn't realize where these shikigami came from. Although they didn't seem to be very strong individually, the number, the strange posture, and the fascinating ability, even they, should not be underestimated.

Kamikazuhoori couldn't take care of that much.

Instead of letting the rest of the people do their hands roughly, she might as well dismember them.

She took a slow breath, her eyes were brilliant, the long knife in her hand cut tens of thousands in an instant, and it was so fast that even the air could not react, but the whole space seemed to be still, and then crashed. broken.

Minami and Uchiha Itachi's pupils contracted again.

Absolutely purple rare level skills!

And it is very powerful, slicing out tens of thousands of knives in one breath, overlapping each other, no matter how you defend, there will always be weak points, and interactions cannot resist at all.

Can't go wrong, this is a nirvana!

Among them, Uchiha Itachi is better, and Xiaonan’s eyes are a little uncertain. This move is too restrained. If it is on the stage of destiny, it is even sufficient to clean up the entire stage of destiny before the talisman is activated. Torn all the talisman she arranged in an instant.

fortunately.

Now that she knows this hole card, it is not a hole card. She still has a chance to think about countermeasures, which is better than encountering it suddenly on the stage of fate.

Xiao Nan felt more and more that the talisman and hole cards in her own hand were too few, far from enough.

anyway.

She must win this holy grail war!

At this time, the slashing attack of the Godcracking Fireweave has also taken effect. All of the monster's tentacles have been cut off. Starting from the skin, it continues to be dismembered inward, and the wreckage turns into black dust. Can't ring anymore.

Then came Jill's angry roar.

But the space began to be distorted, and the roaring sound became chaotic and harsh after passing through the distorted space.

The inner Joan only feels that there is endless space squeezing, rotating, and pulling her body. Tosaka Tosaka next to her has long been missing, and the treasure has become dilapidated during continuous high-load use. Unstoppable.

What awaits her is not being exiled by space.

It was completely torn apart by the turbulence of space.

Is it over?

As if the power of the evil **** still remained in her consciousness, it disturbed her thoughts, so that she could no longer listen to the voice of the Lord, or even make a complete prayer.

The most important thing is that she clearly knows the emotions that are emerging in her heart at this moment.

——Not reconciled.

Clearly I want to touch that wish, I am about to be able to seize my own destiny again, and be able to continue to survive with infinite possibilities like in my childhood.

But how could she not be reconciled.

Everything is her own choice. She has never had any resentment or reluctance, but now, this resentment, this resentment, and this resentment are so clear.

Is this the power of Cthulhu?

There was a smile on Joan's face, which was different from the past gentleness, and there was a certain sad irony in this smile.

Jill... really got the power specially used to deal with her.

Joan no longer used his hands holding the flag, allowing herself to be torn constantly like clothes in a washing machine.

She gave up praying and struggling. At this moment, she no longer gave herself to the Lord, but to fate.

She didn't even notice it herself.

Her eyes were supposed to be lavender, but she didn't know when she appeared a touch of pale gold, like a burning fire.

"Jane--!"

The sudden roar seemed to interrupt Joan's chaotic thinking, she opened her eyes hard, and from the black whirlpool, it was Gil's face with confusion and funny.

"No, you can't leave me, Joan!" Jill seemed to cry There was an unabashed desire in the big protruding eyes, which was possession and blasphemy, and he grasped with force After Joan's flagpole was lifted, the veins flared up on her dry palm, and she kept exerting force, as if she wanted to pull Joan out of the distorted and collapsed space.

"Jill..."

Looking at this ugly old friend, Joan suddenly narrowed his eyes and revealed a wicked smile.

Then she let go of the flagpole.

"No--!" Jill screamed heartbreakingly.

"This is revenge."

Joan said the last words silently. At this moment, a hint of revenge indeed emerged in her heart. However, Jill's wailing and painful face disappeared from her eyes in an instant, and she seemed to be in an endless twist. In the world, the space is distorted, the body is distorted, and the light is distorted.

She was constantly being pulled in such a distorted world.

The magical armor just cracked like this.

However, she suddenly struggled.