Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

A third-level gold-level knight.

A third-level great magician.

is being ravaged unilaterally.

The one who ravaged them was a weak and beautiful nun in black and white uniform.

The contrast was so huge that it was hard to believe.

How could her slender arms bend the heavy knight's sword to thirty degrees with one punch, and kick out the hole in the magic barrier of a third-level mage.

There are no fancy elements, just an explosion of physical power.

Although there is also a system of prayer in the Holy Church... her power does not belong to any of them.

It is neither fighting spirit, nor spells, nor prayers. All current power systems do not match it, so there is only one explanation.

"The principles of heroic spirits."

Elise murmured.

She had seen it once before, and it dates back a long time ago, because she accidentally met a robber who was cleaning the border with heroic spirits, and the principles of heroic spirits used by the other party were not within the scope of her knowledge.

The Principle of Heroic Spirits is a type of mystery, but it is far beyond the mystery of a single attribute.

Most mysteries only have one effect, but the principle of heroic spirits is growth-prone. It will have different effects at different times, and may even manifest killing moves such as "heroic spirit weapons" and "noble phantoms".

If Jeanne were a heroic spirit, the scene in front of her would be well explained.

She can easily throw the Golden Knight into the sky, and then wait for the opponent to fall down while adding a volley.

The extremely violent fighting style could not leave even a white mark on her white little fist.

The white-gold light intertwined with her nun's uniform, weaving gorgeous and bright patterns.

The 'earth roar' released by the evil mage's roar could not destroy her defense.

The rock, reinforced and strengthened by multiple magics, was as fragile as tofu in her hands.

This is the top magic of three combinations!

Viper finally realized what kind of monster he was facing, but it was too late to escape.

He was hit head-on by a fist. The slender and white fist penetrated the magic barrier and hit him very clearly on the bridge of his eyebrows and nose. His nose was broken and blood flowed. Tears shot out from under his eyeballs, and his entire skull was greeted by A high-frequency shock.

The evil mage is not a knight. When he breaks through the defense with one punch, he has lost all mobility.

Reluctantly, Jeanne added another kick, hitting the side of the Viper's face. The Viper flew out in a spin for dozens of meters. Half of its body was hung on the billboard in the middle of the street. It could only survive at most half a breath.

The Golden Knight was more resistant to being beaten, but the Vulture had no intention of fighting anymore. Looking at the seven or eight fist marks on his epee, his mind, which was dominated by madness, had to wake up a little.

The nun sat on the pile of stones with a sword and a golden horse, spitting out a mouthful of high-temperature white mist.

Even if she were to sit down instead of a corpse at this time, chewing the flesh and blood in his hands, there would be nothing inappropriate.

The Saint is supposed to be more terrifying than the Demon King, otherwise how can she defeat the Demon King?

The murderous group that says Amen is more frightening than the devil from hell.

Someone should repay Jeanne's anger. If the sword of the Golden Knight hadn't slashed her into a berserk state, perhaps today's evil mage would have died a little better.

Her holy appearance is her title of saint, but why does such a saint not stay within the Holy Church, but is sent to the academy to cultivate her character?

This already illustrates her character flaws.

Paranoid, naughty, irritable... and violent with red eyes at the sight of blood.

All kinds of characters that contradict her appearance make her far different from the position of a saint. Apart from this face, there is nothing else about her that looks like a saint. Even her body is as hot as a devil's.

The place she is suitable for is the Judgment Hall. When she goes there, any Judgment Army who meets her will have to bend down and give Yan Zun a "big sister" greeting to her.

Today, I met an evil mage and immediately lifted the seal. All the self-cultivation in the past six months was fed to the husky, and a murderous god was released that made the demons from hell tremble in fear.

The Golden Knights lost their will to fight and retreated again and again.

When he was ready to retire, there was sudden applause.

"Yes, very good... You are worthy of your holy appearance. Your Excellency, the Holy Lady of the Holy Church, your strength and your beauty will make people splash with blood when they see you."

Applause sounded from behind.

Elise turned around and saw only a few of her roommates and a group of passers-by walking unconsciously to the middle of the street and forming a queue.

Their expressions were stiff, and they tried to speak but were unable to do so. There was a red thread on their necks.

Even she herself was no exception. The silk thread was wrapped around her neck. Although she could still move, she could not get rid of it. She felt faintly suffocated.

Standing in the center of the crowd was an evil mage holding a doll. He was wearing a suit and had two heads on his shoulders. It was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.

The head on the left shed tears and said regretfully: "But there are always some things in this world that cannot be solved by force."

The head on the right said with a ferocious expression: "You'd better give up resistance. If anything happens, half the street will be buried with you. Or do you want me to kill two people first to show you?"

Elise looked at the three roommates who could not move, with a trace of anxiety in her eyes.

She had never seen this kind of magic before. It was probably created by an evil mage. It could control the movements of the human body, so it would only take a finger to kill ordinary people.

This is most likely a composite magic of the psychic system and the control system.

Most psychic mages are very dangerous, just like ordinary people think of unhealthy ideas such as hypnotism when talking about "psychiatrists".

In the industry, most psychic mages are resisted and feared.

Although mind mages do not have the ability to turn decay into magic, mind mages of the same level are always the most difficult opponents. Their grasp and manipulation of psychology make this group of people always appear to be on the edge of crime. A sense of danger.

In fact, mind mages are more likely to be contaminated, fifteen percent more likely to be contaminated and corrupted than other mages.

The reason is simple: those who are good at water will drown in water.

High self-esteem is also a characteristic of psychic mages. Most of them think too highly of themselves and look down on others too much.

Psychic mages are even more dangerous because they have no boundaries and can use tricks as dirty as frog piss.

Just like now, simple and straightforward hostage-taking.

The evil mage smiled: "Don't act rashly, Your Excellency Saint, otherwise people will really die."

He flicked his fingers, and then a blood streak appeared on everyone's neck.

Including himself.

"You may be able to kill me quickly, but I promise that when I die, everyone will be buried with me."

The golden flame in Jeanne's eyes was not extinguished, but there was a hint of calmness and solemnity.

She saw the blood marks on Elise's neck.

The golden knight covered the wound and walked to the side of the evil mage, sneering: "She doesn't dare to take action anymore."

The evil mage of the mind sighed with emotion: "This is the contradiction of human beings. People who claim to be righteous will always have many constraints. They clearly know that if you don't stop me, everyone will die, but you just can't make up your mind easily, right?"

"This demonic blood-stained ritual is advancing every minute. Once completed, everyone will become a sacrifice, and it will attract demons from hell and bring huge disasters to the surrounding areas."

"It's like weighing the lives of a hundred people against ten people. A person who is calm enough can easily make a choice to abandon those ten people."

He stared at Jeanne with a mocking expression.

"Too bad it's not that easy, is it?"

"You don't want your friend to die. This selfishness affects your judgment."

Jeanne didn't answer, clenching her fists.

The evil psychic mage glanced around and his smile became even wilder.

The arrangement he made was actually more complicated.

Jeanne must consider the consequences.

If she takes action rashly and causes the hostages to be killed... she will also be held responsible.

There are one hundred hostages, even if you rescue ninety-nine, as long as one person dies, someone will use this to denounce and stir up public opinion.

The clever thing about this evil mage is that he didn't take everyone hostage. He captured half and released the other half, so that another group of spectators became the best witnesses.

They will definitely watch how the Saint makes judgments. Whether she is indecisive or decisive... the judgments of this group of people will make a difference.

Some people wished that Jeanna would quickly kill this evil mage to save themselves from danger.

Some people have relatives and friends in the crowd, and they definitely don't want Jeana to act rashly.

The positions are different and the thinking is also different.

This is the labeled trolley problem.

He would continue to put pressure on the other party: "You don't have much time, Your Majesty the Saint."

"At this time you must make a choice, either be noble to the end or give up resistance."

The light in Jeanna's eyes kept flickering, and she said in a low voice: "What exactly do you want to do?"

The evil mage of the mind grinned: "What else can I do? I want to see beautiful scenes, I want to see the crowds bleeding like rivers, I want to see a little more craziness in this boring world!"

He pointed at Jeanne and laughed maniacally: "I also want to see your beautiful face stained with blood and be criticized by thousands of people!"

The two heads laughed loudly at the same time, which was completely a late-stage symptom of the contamination of the sins of hell into the brain.

Jeanne narrowed her eyes.

The evil mind mage said: "Are you thinking that this person is really a lunatic - but what if I told you that three years ago, I was still a normal person with a perfect family, a loving wife and well-behaved children? "

"Guess, why did I choose this path?"

"Because the world is crazy... powerful people can hurt people arbitrarily. My wife was hit and died on the roadside by a drunken madman. I wanted to seek justice for her, but the court ignored her."

"Simply because...my wife is not protected by the Racial Administration Act and the Charter of Human Rights because she is a rare subhuman."

"I received threatening letters, was tricked and slandered by the other party, my reputation was ruined, my child was accidentally killed by accident, my family wealth was squandered, and finally my family was ruined."

"I knew then that there was nothing fair in this world."

"So I took off the amnesty certificate, drank the contaminated blood, grabbed the power from hell, and regained my life!"

"That's when I realized that I can still bear it!"

"When I killed those bastards and they were crying and asking for mercy and forgiveness, I felt... so happy."

The evil mage showed a confused expression.

Elysee spoke with difficulty: "Since you have...succeeded in revenge, why are you still..."

"It's just like what students say, innocent, cute, and innocent... but you know nothing about this world." The evil mind mage narrowed his eyes and said very calmly: "Do you think there is only one thing that happened here today? It's happening in many places, not just one place, not just one place, not just a group of us."

"Since we have decided to make a big fuss, of course we must carry it out to the end."

"A lot of people will die, but so what?"

"I am not for justice, and there is no justice in this world."

"I would rather be a monster than be bullied again!"

"From now on, I will be the blade and ravage this damn world!"

He was an avenger in the past, and when revenge was over, he began to enjoy violence.

Maybe at first they were still killing criminals, those scumbags who trampled on laws and morals, but gradually, their claws were extended to ordinary people.

After the conflict between guilt and pleasure, he chose the latter and became more and more addicted to violence, so he degenerated into an evil mage and embraced the sins of hell.

Jeanne's comment on this is...

"It's commonplace, we're used to it... there are more than a few evil mages in the trial chamber who have the same mental journey as you."

She said coldly: "But no matter what happened in the past, degenerates like you are not worthy of sympathy."

"The only mercy I can give you is equal death!"

The mind mage showed a cruel and crazy smile.

"Can you do it? Your Majesty the Saint... If you want to claim to be righteous, then trample on the corpses of these people and kill me!"

"Justice must be experienced through iron and blood, not just talk!"

"Do you dare? Do you have the consciousness to kill hundreds of people?"

"Can you ignore the pleading and expectations in the eyes of this group of people!"

The question was louder than the other one, and the mind mage's madness spread to his eyeballs, which were bloodshot and scarlet.

"You can't do it. If you do it, what's the difference between you and me!"

"They are all madmen who trample on other people's lives! What kind of saint are you!"

There is no such thing as perfect justice in this world!

If there is justice, then show up and show it to me!

The evil mage sneered mockingly.

The stronger his provocation, the greater the pressure on Jeanne.

Maybe the story told by the evil spiritual mage is not true, but this kind of moral dilemma is difficult for even a saint to bear.

Not to mention, Jeanne, who bears the title of saint, cannot be wrong.

If she is wrong, the Holy Church will face a huge image crisis.

This may be a conspiracy to tear apart the image of the holy church.

But for Jeanne, everything is not so complicated.

The reason for her wavering and hesitation was actually very simple, just like what the other party said.

Simply because her friend's safety clouded her judgment.

In the past, she could twist off the evil mage's head and lift his Heavenly Spirit Cap without changing her expression, but now she has selfish motives.

Elysee was the first friend in her life.

The first time is always heavy.

In the infinite entanglement and collision of thoughts, Jeanne was separated from her divinity. Humanity restrained her fists and anger, allowing her to break away from heaven and get closer to the world.

She couldn't solve the trolley problem.

But it's actually not that difficult.

"Can't solve the problem."

"Then we'll solve the problem."