Chapter 1327. The flag raised high, my Lord is here!
"I understand, Lord."
Joan of Arc clasped her hands together, said in a pious tone, and then paid attention to where she was now.
It can be seen that this is a street, but it is deserted at the moment, leaving only the sound of the cold wind and the faint roar from the distance.
She jumped onto a house and followed the sound of the roar.
I saw a tide of countless mutated beasts, like black waves, coming overwhelmingly, sweeping through the city with destructive power.
The defenses on the edge of the city were breached by the surging beast tide in an instant.
The mutated creatures roared, their figures looming under the dim sky, their sharp claws and fangs flashing with cold light.
On the streets, people ran in panic.
The cries of children, the screams of women and the shouts of men intertwined together to form a thrilling scene of escape.
"Run! Run!" A man waved his arms and shouted loudly, trying to keep the crowd around him calm. "Don't panic, run to higher ground!"
A woman hugged her child tightly and burst into tears:
"Can someone come and save us?"
"What is the difference between this world and hell? Lord, please open your eyes and look at us."
The roars of mutated creatures are getting closer and closer, as if they are right next to my ears.
"Boom..."
Under the heavy footsteps, even the earth trembled, and people clearly felt the approach of the breath of death.
At this moment, bursts of wailing could be heard from the central square of the city.
A group of mutated creatures have broken through the defense line and are frantically biting the humans in the crowd. The blood instantly dyed the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
"Help!" A young woman screamed. Her dress was stained red with blood. She struggled to escape, but the claws of a mutated creature had already grabbed her ankle.
A man next to him saw this and rushed forward desperately to try to save the woman.
He waved the iron rod in his hand and hit the mutated creature hard; however, his power was so insignificant to the mutated creature.
The mutated creature just shook its head and threw him away.
The man fell heavily to the ground, blood flowed from his mouth, and he struggled to stand up; however, at this moment, another mutated creature rushed up and stabbed his chest with its sharp fangs.
At this moment, a ray of golden light fell from the sky, followed by a spear that shot through the air and penetrated the mutated beast that was about to bite him with lightning speed.
The man opened his eyes in shock and saw a figure blocking him.
It was a female warrior in armor, holding a spear and looking heroic; her face was gentle and elegant, and her eyes shone with determination, as if she would not flinch no matter what difficulties and dangers she faced.
But now, he only saw compassion in her eyes.
What is she feeling sorry for?
Are you feeling pity for them?
who is she?
Under the man's gaze, she took a deep breath and said in a loud and firm voice:
"Fighters in this country, this is a time of crisis. Please give your back to the other party now, not only to prevent the invasion of beasts, but also to open up a way forward for us. My real name is Zhen.
Virtue, in the name of the Lord, becomes your solid shield!"
Joan of Arc stood in the center of the battlefield, her figure looking solemn and sacred against the golden armor; she took a deep breath and closed her eyes tightly, as if praying to the Lord.
Then, she raised her spear high and shouted loudly: "My Lord is here!"
In an instant, the spear in her hand turned into a flag and she thrust it into the ground. A dazzling golden light bloomed from her body. The light was so strong that it surged like a tide and quickly spread around, covering the entire battlefield.
in it.
The terrifying energy turned into a solid barrier, completely isolating mutant creatures from humans.
Under such a scene, countless people were shocked by this power and looked up at Joan of Arc, their eyes filled with awe and gratitude.
Joan of Arc stood quietly in the center of the battlefield, her long golden hair fluttering in the golden light. Her face was firm and sacred, as if she had truly become the guardian of mankind, guarding this land and mankind with her power.
hope.
"Wait, who did she just say she was?"
"Joan of Arc?!"
At this moment, someone suddenly noticed something was wrong, and then looked at Joan of Arc in disbelief.
The name Joan of Arc represents not only a historical figure, but also a belief.
When the Gallic chickens were facing life and death, Joan of Arc stood up and helped them survive the most difficult years and move towards victory.
Now, the Gallic chickens are once again facing a life and death crisis. Could it be that Joan of Arc comes again to lead them to solve this crisis?
They doubted, they questioned, and they didn't want to believe it. However, when their eyes saw the flag symbolizing the Lord in each other's hands, the doubts in their eyes began to dissipate.
Although the flag was flying on the battlefield, it was as clean as new, as if there was a magical power protecting it. The flag was embroidered with sacred patterns, which were particularly eye-catching in the golden light, as if it really carried the will of the Lord.
Then, their eyes unconsciously turned to Joan of Arc's face.
What kind of face is that?
Compassion, gentleness, tenacity... Such a face gradually coincides with the legendary Joan of Arc in their hearts.
At this moment, the doubts in their hearts completely disappeared.
They believed that the person standing in front of them was the legendary Joan of Arc; her appearance was a miracle given to them by the Lord, allowing them to see hope of survival in this era of spiritual recovery.
People began to get excited. When they looked at Joan of Arc, their eyes were full of trust and enthusiasm. When they looked at the group of mutated creatures, they no longer looked fearful or frightened.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Perhaps in terms of strength, there is still a gap between them and these mutant creatures, but with Joan of Arc here, they will undoubtedly win this battle.
A firm light flashed in someone's eyes. He raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, take your weapons! The saint is with us, for the saint and for the Lord, charge!"
This cry was like wildfire, quickly igniting the passion and fighting spirit of the survivors.
They responded one after another, picking up anything that could be used as weapons from around them, and letting out loud shouts.
The tired bodies seemed to be re-infused with strength at this moment, their eyes became firm and sharp, and then they rushed towards the ferocious mutant creatures like crazy.
"The Holy Lady is with us!"
They chanted, and their voices gathered into a powerful force that echoed over the battlefield.
There was obviously an absolute disparity in strength, but at this moment, the group of mutated creatures actually felt fear; but without giving them time to react, the survivors went crazy and started hunting them.
Injured? Bleeding? Pain?
At this moment, they only see the group of mutated creatures, and any pain or injury will not make them frown even a little.
"Roar!"
The situation of the scene was reversed at this moment, and the human city that was about to be destroyed ushered in a new life at this moment.
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In the chat group.
The richest man in the lighthouse: "Speaking of which, group leader, it's time for you to upload a copy of the memory of the moon world, right?"
The richest man in the lighthouse: "You have spoken about this world more than once before."
The richest man in Lighthouse: "After attracting our curiosity, he said that it was a pity that there were no people from Xingyue World in the chat group, otherwise he would upload a copy of the memory. No matter how we requested, it would not be uploaded."
The richest man in Lighthouse: "Now that Joan of Arc has joined the group, you should upload it too."
Tony Stark said to Su Yunqing in the chat group.
Su Yunqing had mentioned in the chat group more than once before that he had mentioned some settings such as the Moon World, Heroic Spirits, Noble Phantasms, and the history of human civilization, but they were only rough outlines, and no specific information was given.
After arousing their curiosity, they refused to upload it on the grounds that no one from the Xingyue World had joined the chat group yet; now that Joan of Arc has joined the chat group, she should upload it too.
Ordinary group leader: "Well, you really have to upload it."
Ordinary group leader: "But in the case of Jeanne d'Arc, there is more than one story line, and the main storyline does not unfold with Jeanne d'Arc as the protagonist."
Ordinary group leader: "So I'm hesitating which one to upload."
Ordinary group leader: "How about I just upload a few seasons of F/Z, and you can learn more about it."
The memory copy must be uploaded, but which one to upload is a question.
After all, there are too many story lines, and now she is not sure which story line Joan of Arc belongs to.
However, considering that Joan of Arc has now gone to Bai Xuan's world, there is no need to upload other timelines. It is better to upload the plots of the F/Z seasons so that they can have a more detailed understanding of the Xingyue world.
The richest man in Lighthouse: "The main line, that's fine."
The richest man in Lighthouse: "Anyway, I just want to see some new memory copies."
Tony Stark didn't care anyway.
After all, the storyline of Joan of Arc, no matter how much it is revised, will not be too different from history; it is better to read something new.
The richest man in the lighthouse: "Speaking of this...@I want to be a Pokémon master, your World Quartz Convention should have started, right?"
As Tony Stark was talking, he suddenly remembered that before the crisis in Ash's world Arceus, this guy was going to start the Quartz Conference in seven days.
So much time has passed now. According to the flow rate of his world's timeline, it should have started by now, right?
I want to be a Pokémon Master: "No, it's over."
I want to be a Pokémon Master: "And it's been a month since the Quartz Convention ended."
When Xiaozhi saw Tony's words, he shook his head and said.
The Quartz Conference has ended long ago.
He has now traveled to the Hoenn region.
The richest man in Lighthouse: "..."
The richest man in Lighthouse: "You should have said this earlier."
Tony Stark said helplessly.
He also wanted to see how Pikachu and Charizard, who had cultivated three-color Haki and consumed Devil Fruit, reduced their dimensions to defeat other trainers and win the championship at the Quartz Conference.
I didn't expect it to end so soon.
Although he had this idea when he asked this question, after all, the timeline of Xiaozhi's world cannot be measured by common sense, so he still had a glimmer of hope, but he didn't expect it to end.
I want to become a Pokémon master: "But none of you asked me."
Xiaozhi scratched his head.
I want to become a Pokémon master: "And the Quartz Tournament was already a bit easy for me at that time. Basically, Pikachu defeated all the opponents by himself."
I want to be a Pokémon master: "I don't even have much command."
I want to become a Pokémon master: "So I'm not very excited, so I didn't share it with you."
If it was a close match, after winning the championship, he would definitely share the joy with them, but in the key quartz competition, his victory was too easy.
Charizard and Pikachu basically had no chance to make a move, and occasionally they lost interest because their opponents were too weak, so Pikachu took the field later.
Even without much command, Pikachu defeated his opponent.
So even if he won the battle, he was not at all excited.
I want to become a Pokémon master: "Actually, after winning the championship, I felt a little complicated."
I want to become a Pokémon master: "Although I am happy to win the championship, I am more disappointed."
I want to become a Pokémon master: "I feel like this kind of battle is not what I want."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ordinary group leader: "The feeling of being alone and seeking defeat, I understand this feeling."
Ordinary group leader: "It would be nice to be beaten."
Xiaozhi felt that others were not familiar with him. How could the people in their chat group not be familiar with him?
It's just that I won too easily and didn't enjoy the fun of fighting, so I felt lonely in my heart. No one could compete with me.
The same was true for Boros back then, it would have been fine if he had been beaten by Saitama.
Ordinary group leader: "Where are you now?"
Ordinary group leader: "Those at the Quartz Conference are just novice villages. Dodo, Sirona and the others are not dead. You can definitely find them."
Ordinary group leader: "Regardless of how far away there are, there aren't a few kings or champions in any region. Why don't we just go directly to them for a Pokémon battle?"
Ordinary group leader: "Even if the king and champion are no longer your opponent in the future, you can still challenge the mythical beast."
Ordinary group leaders: "Hou-oh, Mewtwo, Kyurem, Rayquaza, and even a clone of Arceus."
Ordinary group leader: "It's too early to lament your invincibility, young man."
Xiaozhi's current strength is at best a king.
Although he defeated Kona, Kona did not use all of his main force at that time. There were other kings and champion trainers above him.
He can definitely challenge them, but unless there is a necessary reason, they will generally not refuse.
As for the conferences held in the novice villages in various regions, just treat them as refreshing newbie dungeons, adding some honors to yourself, and declaring your identity as the "Big Devil". After you win the championship, you don't need to participate anymore.
