I am a master, I have the final say

"Die...Eternally frozen!"

Titicaca...

With a crisp sound, with her neck as the center, Joan was frozen into an ice sculpture.

Then the black-haired girl came again, and her fist struck again at Joan... The cooperation of the two was perfect, one after the other, without giving Joan any time to breathe. If this punch hits, Joan Certainly death.

Ka!

At this moment, Bai Cheng in mid-air snapped his fingers lightly and opened his mouth and said: "Gou..."

In an instant, a flame ignited from Joan's forehead.

318 The Girl Will Be Holy...

On the city wall, Yunkong Pavilion’s gaze stayed on Jean d’Arc, seeing that Jeanne could hardly fight back under the attack of the two clever young girls. Even he was surprised. This was worth one hundred thousand. The ultimate boss, how could it be so weak?

He even couldn't help but check the player token again, wanting to check if he had read a few more zeros.

However, the reward of 100,000 game points has not changed. In the scene, Joan is still being beaten by two clever girls. In that case... just kill it!

Yunkong Pavilion thinks he is not a qualified villain. He will not give the enemy a chance to grow and breathe. Since the current Joan of Arc is still very weak, of course he was killed as soon as possible, so the original tentative attack instantly turned into The ultimate move, only then has two clever young girls rainstorm-like offensive.

But the final killer move of the two stopped before a flame.

It was a tiny and tiny flame, only as thin as a finger. It flickered from Joan of Arc's forehead and seeped out of the ice. It didn't look violent, as if it would go out when the wind blows. However, whether it was two clever girls Still standing at the Yunkong Pavilion on the city wall, there is a feeling of being close to an enemy...especially the two clever girls, they almost immediately stepped out, their eyes fixed on the strands on Jean's head. The flame is full of vigilance.

"That's it! That's it..." Feeling the trembling brought by the flame, Yunkong Pavilion finally understood that it is not Jeanne that is worth 100,000 yuan, but the inheritance behind Jeanne. "Unexpectedly, it is connected The character of the root cause, this is really surprising, but if I can take that ray of flame as my own, its value may be more than 100,000 game points."

Thinking of this, Yunkong Pavilion fell into a brief hesitation.

On the other hand, at this moment, Joan felt that he was standing in an endless sea, no, it should be a sea of ​​flames to be correct.She lowered her head to look at herself, and found that there were no strands on her body, and the flame burned from her head to her feet, but surprisingly, she did not feel the slightest pain, but a warm and comfortable feeling.

here is……?

Just as there was a question in Joan's heart, a figure slowly appeared before her eyes, "Welcome to the sea of ​​roots."

"the Lord!"

Baicheng, who appeared in front of Joan of Arc, was also naked, and there was no little Tintin, but at this moment, Joan had no strange thoughts, but was surprised at why he came to such a place.

The two souls are in agreement, Baicheng can naturally feel her thoughts, and smiled: "Since I died, my soul has always existed in the root. In the outside world, what you see is nothing but one. Projection, and through my observations of history, similar projections have appeared several times in previous history, but they did not have my consciousness... For example, when Solomon listened to the destiny, when Sakyamuni realized the Great Way, When the Lord was born..."

Joan's eyes widened suddenly. Although she was just a village girl, it did not mean that she was ignorant. She had heard of such big people as Solomon and Sakyamuni. As for the Lord... it is even more engraved. The greatest person in their church in Donremi is her lord!

however……

Could it be that I have always admitted the wrong person?

"You are right. I am not Jesus. In fact, when we first met that day, the old man who was scared away by me was the real Jesus."

"Then you are?" Jeanne asked instinctively. Although she knew she had admitted wrong, she did not shake her belief, because her soul was bound to Baicheng. This kind of belief from the soul is far away. Far more unshakable than the faith itself.

"I? I'm the one who ended the era, and also the one who created the era. As for the others, you don't need to remember, because soon you will know everything...come here." Baicheng beckoned to the girl.

Joan hesitated a little, not because she was resisting, but she finally realized that she was wearing nothing at the moment and did not dare to have too close contact with Baicheng, but looking at the indifferent smile on Baicheng's face, she After all, it drifted over slowly.

Baicheng stroked the girl’s smooth and delicate skin, held her in his arms, and said, “I didn’t intend to interfere with your affairs. I plan to do this step before the last era. But now that there is a power outside the world, you My soul fit has also reached the basic requirements, then it is time to do this."

"What's the matter?" Jeanne asked weakly.

"The moment of canonization!"

"Hon... Canonization?" Jeanne's eyes widened suddenly. Although the soldiers usually call her a saint, but at best, it is just a respectable name, no different from the messenger of the gods. , But now, she knew that the canonization that Baicheng said was definitely canonization in another sense.

"How is it possible! A village girl like me..."

"Nothing is impossible. Solomon, Sakyamuni, and even Jehovah, they were originally mortals, but they realized great wisdom only because they accepted the inheritance of fire. Solomon's achievement is slightly worse, because he did not give up Ordinary desires, such as Sakyamuni, Avalokitesvara, and Jehovah have reached the realm of enlightenment, so that they are ranked as new gods...At this moment, you not only get the inheritance of fire, but your soul also comes with me to this sea of ​​roots. Your starting point is much higher than theirs. I said that if you can canonize, you can canonize!"

"Now, close your eyes and accept the inheritance of the fire, the fire will tell you everything."

Baicheng's tough attitude made Joan of Arc unable to speak any rebuttals, and slowly closed her eyes, and then she felt something warm on her lips...

"Hmm!" Joan was so scared that she almost opened her eyes. If she feels right, this should be kissing?I actually kissed the Lord, what a...

Baicheng felt the spirit of Joan of Arc violently fluctuating, and said to her in his heart: "This is a ritual for the inheritance of fire, although there are other methods, but relatively speaking, it is the easiest and most direct. After all, there is nothing more than the blend of souls. More impressive...Come on, try to relax and accept everything from me, and then you can become a true saint."

Although it is only a soul body, for Joan of Arc, it is no different from a real physical body. It is so close that she cannot be more intimately contacted. Even with Baicheng's advice, she cannot calm down in a short time. On the contrary, She even felt a hot urge in her body, a certain instinctive desire made her body tremble slightly.

Just when Joan wanted to suppress that impulse, Bai Cheng's voice rang in his mind again.

"It doesn't matter. Desire is also a part of life. Although after you lose your desire, you may have a great realization and eventually achieve something like Jehovah's. But personally, I want you to be like Solomon... Desire and belief in the Supreme Source, so accept it."

"I... I know."

At this moment, with the constant impact of that instinct, even her consciousness became a little fuzzy, and she almost lost her own opinion. Baicheng did whatever she said, so she completely let go of herself and let her desire Constantly impacting her soul... She felt countless hands touching her body, and felt countless flames exploding in her body, there was pain and happiness, and then...

At the moment when consciousness was about to be annihilated, a visible flame ignited in the depths of her soul. In an instant, her eyes looked through time and space to the infinitely distant mythical age, disintegrating from the white city, The fire began to merge into the root, and all the history flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern. At the same time, her consciousness gradually became sober.

At this time, Joan finally understood what the phrase "flame will tell you all" meant.

Finally, the girl opened her eyes, and the sky was familiar to her.

Click!

The ice surface covering the surface of Joan's body was shattered in an instant. She lightly felt her body. The broken bones in her abdomen seemed to have recovered. The cold chill did not bring any side effects to her. There are... two young girls not far away, staring at them eagerly.

"It turns out that only this time has passed."

Joan murmured, in the Sea of ​​Roots, her consciousness and soul were sinking into the desire for virtue. She thought that a long time had passed, but she did not expect that in reality, it was only a moment.

That being the case, it is time to fight back!

Joan took a deep breath and forcibly stabilized her body in mid-air, then the flagpole in her hand moved to the ground with a pole, and with this reaction force, she took the initiative to kill the two clever girls.

"Kill her!" At the same time, Yunkong Pavilion also issued orders to the clever girls.

The three of them fought together in an instant.

...

As the battle started again, Joan of Arc’s cavalry team had escaped hundreds of meters under her cover, but when they looked back, they found that their saint was trapped by the enemy, and they immediately killed desperately. Came back.

On the city wall, Your Excellency Yunkong ordered: "Open the city gate and attack, don't let those cavalry get in the way!"

As a result, the gate of the resident's city opened wide, and a cavalry squad of 1,000 men bypassed the battlefield of Joan of Arc and slew towards the three hundred cavalry behind.

At about the same time, the third cavalry team appeared on the edge of the battlefield, led by a thin-faced man, and the team's flag was engraved with the icon of the French royal family.