My Heroic Life

She has watched Roland fight. Although Roland is not weak, her fighting style should be based on her brain and changeable attacks. She has never seen this kind of crushing operation.

"Don't think I have always used other people's abilities to fight. In fact, I also have two brushes myself. If I use them to protect you, I will use my own abilities to be more comfortable."

The boy turned his head and smiled at Nero, but he couldn't help but scream in his heart.

In fact, it was not that Roland didn't want to use the skills of the Greek heroes, but the detonation at the beginning of the wedding, so that the blood bottles he had collected during this time had become fly ash with his body.

In terms of blood samples, even Roland doesn't have any excess inventory. After all, it doesn't matter if the blood is drawn. It's a bit too much to ask someone for spare blood. Is it really a blood supply station?

So what Roland used this time was his own power, which was also one of the [Pure] powers.

Roland's ability to tolerate is very strong, it can carry the ability of many heroes, but it is not without erosion.

If Roland used the sample to treat himself as white paper, then he now treats himself as a white dye, dyeing everything he touches with his color.

And the ability that has just been activated is similar to the seal of a treasure.

"Encircle them while now, where is Hercules?"

"Still chasing the two Britons."

"Tsk, if you have Hercules, you don't need to worry about it, get them done first!"

When Roland was communicating with Nero, Jason was not idle either. Under his command, the Greek spirits and guards had recovered from the shock of the plane entering the venue at the beginning, and they swarmed with weapons.

The first thing that arrived is naturally the arrow rain of the Greek archers. Now that the guests are almost running, the heroes no longer need to suppress their firepower. Within a second, Atalante, Chiron, and Arte Mis and Urie Allie opened fully from all directions, and hundreds of arrows fell like rain in an instant.

Faced with this powerful long-range strike ability, the faces of everyone behind Joan changed drastically. Behind Drake appeared a cannon sweeping arrows, Edmund dodged back and forth with high speed, Beowulf and Zieg flew back to back, their weapons dancing. Airtight, as for Astorfo...

He had nothing to do, he was screaming cutely while scurrying all over the floor, making the guards who had killed him hesitate for a while.

"Hey, these guys are trickier than expected, Joan, what shall we do?"

"The black hair in front, is that Roland?"

The question between Drake and Beowulf made Jeanne's silver teeth clenched. After thinking for a while, she looked at Roland on the high platform, preparing to make the last attempt.

"Your Excellency Roland, I, I am Joan of Arc, the current chairman of the European Union Government. Although you may not believe it, please listen to me. In fact, your memory is missing now. You had a deep connection with our country before and suddenly Missing, we have been working hard to find you after you disappeared, so..."

"Okay, enough."

The anxious Joan hadn't summed up the cause of the matter in words, and the boy on the high platform had already called to stop. Joan raised his head and faced Roland's cold face and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes.

"Maybe you have many reasons, and maybe your reasons are indeed reasonable, but what I want to say is that today is my wedding. You think it is logical to take away me, who is not a criminal, on this day and at this time. ? And on the other hand, how do you know that I am amnesia?"

"No, this is..."

You lost your memory last time.

Joan shook, her lips trembled a little, and she never dreamed that she would have a day in line with Roland. This was far from the reunion she imagined.

The majestic presiding judge is now just like any ordinary girl. She looks a little trembling in the anger of the person she likes. She knows that now she must say something that can attract his attention. That set of Mandarin is now useless.

"I, I am your former lover! This time I want to take you home, so, so..."

"..."

Joan gritted her teeth and directly clarified the relationship between the two. Roland's pale golden eyes widened slightly when she heard the words. For a while, she seemed a little unsure of what to do, but these only existed for a moment.

"...Sorry, I don't remember you now, nor can I verify the truth of your words, and the woman who suddenly appeared like you is not the first one, so..."

Roland turned his head to look at the blond youth in the venue with a complicated face, and said loudly:

"Jason, don't kill them."

"Tsk, can you stop increasing the difficulty? They don't seem to be able to deal with it, my uncle, try their best."

The blond youth had a troublesome expression on his face, while Joan of Arc was in mixed mood when Roland gave the order.

Roland’s "I don’t remember you" was like a knowing blow, causing Joan of Arc to burst into tears in her eyes for an instant. She was sad but helpless. The loss of the holy relic cross made her concerned about Roland. Completely fell into a disadvantage.

But on the other hand, the "not the first" in Roland's mouth made her a little confused. Altria and the others have not come yet, is it Malda?

Joan didn't want to understand this question, but she knew it was not the point. Now she has no evidence, no soul fragments, and she suddenly rushed in as a villain.

But so what?

The dragon witch bit her lower lip, the sadness in her heart intertwined with the anger that had been deceived, and her magic power was soaring like an explosion.

"Since you are already a bad person, let it be bad to the end."

Jeanne stared at the long-haired boy and gave the only order to Drake and others behind him.

"Tie him back!"

The conflict between the European heroes and the Greek heroes began, and on the high platform, Roland, who saw Joan of Arc and others being blocked, also set his sights on Nero again.

"The next step is the last step."

The man looked at the private room at the front of the church, where the end of the entire wedding ceremony, where the two would sign the marriage certificate, record the marriage in writing, and then receive the blessing.

"Umm, are you finally here? Then let's go!"

Nero looked ahead with a lot of emotions. As the saying goes, lateness changes. Nero knew the truth of this sentence during this wedding. She grabbed Roland's hand and ran over first, just like a contestant entering the finals. .

Pope Peter looked at the couple who ran away, and suddenly felt a deep sense of disharmony in his heart. He seemed to have forgotten something, but what was it?

The old man frowned and thought, until he saw Joan rushing here under pressure and it suddenly became clear.

By the way, there seem to be two saints in Europe, one is fighting here, and the other...

"Not good! Your Majesty!"

Chapter 107 Bullying the honest, right?

In the stone room about fifty square meters, Marda prayed quietly in front of the cross. Behind her was a standing signing table on which was placed the marriage certificate in duplicate.

That was the marriage certificate between Roland and Nero, and this was the last stop of the wedding in the church, the place where the marriage certificate was signed and the place of blessing.

At that time, according to the nature of the gift of "extreme blessings", the European Union immediately found the new Pope Marda of the Holy See, and hoped that Marda could cooperate with Joan of Arc to surprise the wedding of Roman Emperor Nero. Mar Da Xinran agreed, and the outside world began to use it as a gimmick.

Although the hype was very successful, in fact, Marda did not disclose the specific process to the outside world, so Nero and others did not know how Marda would appear on the stage. Now that Joan of Arc has jumped back, Nero even thinks Marda Da received the news in advance and did not show up.

As for Malda herself, for reasons of faith, she did not bring any communication equipment or entourage in this stone room of the Holy See. Although there was indeed a lot of disturbance outside before, Malda has always been Did not come out.

Because Rome had already informed her that the wedding might not go well, and there were some people like Joan of Arc outside, she, the clergyman responsible for blessing, decided to stick to her post after thinking about it, at least until no one came to call her. Planning to run around.

Then the saint praying silently spent every minute of the wait until a couple of newcomers broke into here.