Master of Ninja World

"You don't seem to believe it?" Wuchen raised his eyelids slightly and asked, "Can't I do this kind of thing."

"Not this..."

Joan shook her white jade fingers, and smiled bitterly: "It's not that I don't believe it, but I feel a little inexplicable. You have no reason to resurrect me? And I was killed by you before."

"Correct, although you are indeed not my opponent, but at the time...it was just your voluntary death in my hands." Wuchen responded: "I don't rarely take advantage of this."

"So resurrecting me now is to make up for the guilt in my heart?" Joan's beautiful eyes blinked with the stars, very surprised.

"It's also right for you to understand this way...it means something in this respect." Wuchen nodded slowly, her deep eyes glowing.

"Aren't you afraid that I will be your enemy again? After all, I am a ruler. It is my responsibility to maintain the rules of the Holy Grail War."

Joan said faintly, and immediately touched her white face, feeling the warmth of her body, she still felt dreamlike in her heart.

Resurrected from the dead...not to mention human beings, even things that gods can't do, just like this, it works in oneself.

For Wuchen, it's just a small matter at your fingertips.

"I'm sorry, the Holy Grail War has developed to this point and it's over. That kid Zig may wish. As a ruler, you have fulfilled the obligations of this Holy Grail War... It's right to be resurrected. You will be rewarded for this outstanding task."

"By the way, there is one more thing you don't seem to get used to. Now you...have bid farewell to the body of the heroic spirit, the temperature and blood flowing in the body, should you be able to feel it?" Wuchen squinted and enjoyed The cool night breeze.

"Indeed... you are really good."

I moved my muscles and bones a bit, and the cells all over my body seemed to open up, and the cool breeze swept across every skin of my body, making it extremely comfortable.

Joan's admiration for Wuchen went even further.

"There is one thing, you can't deny it, I am the one who resurrected you. Now this life belongs to me, and everything in the past has disappeared." Wuchen's eyes opened, condensed.

"You fellow, there is no good thing for me to resurrect me!"

Joan cast a blank glance at the dust, with a dumbfounded expression on her face.

"But..."

Immediately afterwards, her words changed, and her tone was free and easy like she had never had before, "What you said is true, the grace of dripping water will be repaid a hundredfold, let alone the grace of reconstruction, in the future... this one Life is yours."

After talking, Joan laughed, the bright smile raised on the delicate face, as warm as the sun, and as clear as running water.

Even for an old monster like Wuchen, there was a moment of loss of consciousness, and he agreed too quickly.

"Why... you don't believe me?" Jeanne asked with her arms on hips, "My old lady never lied!"

"Uh...?!"

Wuchen heard that the first two are big, this change is too big, before he was a gentle church saint, in a blink of an eye... my mother?!

"Couldn't it be the time of resurrection, there was insanity, right?" Wuchen whispered.

"Puff!"

After hearing this, Joan smiled happily, and said with a smile: "You are insane. You are not only doubting me, but also questioning your own abilities."

"That's not impossible, people have fumbled, horses have fumbled... Maybe something accident happened when you were resurrected this time." As he said, Wuchen also smiled.

"in fact..."

Jeanne of Arc's red/moist lips/child pursed slightly, her eyes were confused, her tone was with a touch of complexity and emotion that she had never had before, and she said: "This Holy Grail War has made me understand a lot... Haven't been in contact."

"In this world... there are always places where the sun cannot shine, and naturally there are dark corners where the Lord’s light cannot be scattered. I used to be too naive, always thinking about saving everyone from despair, and always saving the world. As one's own responsibility, everyone knows that suffering is a setback that a person must experience when growing up. Only after experiencing real hardship, a person will become stronger and go further, just like a flower that has not experienced a storm can never withstand the destruction. "

"Sometimes... helping others is not necessarily a good thing, but it will stifle the other person's idea of ​​overcoming suffering and make them more dependent on me."

"Unexpectedly talkative."

Wuchen couldn't help but raised his thumbs up, and said: "For whatever reason, it seems that you already have an idea in your mind, so in the future, the past will be cleared and it will be like a normal person alive.

"I think so too." Joan nodded vigorously. "Human life has always been beautiful!"

"It may not be very beautiful for the time being, you still want to be my sword." Wuchen said softly, and then explained Ziegsch's wish.

"Does this happen?"

Hearing that all the powerful heroic spirits of the red and black sides had resurrected, Joan couldn't help covering her mouth in surprise.

Each of the resurrected heroic spirits possesses extremely powerful combat effectiveness.

"But even the Holy Grail can't kill you, this makes me even more shocked."

Joan looked deeply at Wuchen, this guy was beyond the realm of knowledge.

Even if Wuchen is defined as a god, to some extent, it can be regarded as insulting him, because he possesses the magical ability that even a god cannot do.

"I don't think it matters. Just say goodbye to this world."

Wu Chen said freely, Joan was extremely depressed, this guy's heart is so big, he was scared to pee when he was replaced by others.