This is My Heroic Path

An Zhiyu nodded: "The injury has basically recovered."

Joan of Arc looked back at An Zhiyu for a few moments, staring at the shoulder on his original hand for a moment, and then she felt relieved and put him down.

It wasn't until his feet were on the ground that An Zhiyu felt a lot more at ease. He took a few glances at the girl in front of him.

He really resembled Lily, if it wasn't for the huge difference in milk volume, he probably wouldn't have recognized her.

Thinking of what Joan of Arc asked him earlier, An Zhiyu couldn't help asking: "Do you know me?"

Joan nodded lightly, "I've been waiting for your arrival, Bailong."

An Zhiyu: "?"

"You know me...?" An Zhiyu asked suspiciously.

"Of course, all of this is the Lord's revelation." Joan of Arc rarely showed a trace of excitement, "The Lord told me that I will find the savior in this forest."

"Simply put, did you dream about me?" An Zhiyu asked.

"……how do you know?"

"That's all I can think of. It can't be that the Lord you said personally came and told you." An Zhiyu said casually.

Although he said it so easily, An Zhiyu was actually very confused at the moment.

Is this a dream?

If it was a dream, it would be too real.

But if it wasn't a dream, why would he appear in such a place now?

Also, in the dream at that time, his shoulder was indeed injured by a sneak attack, and after that, in reality, he also found the wound in the same place.

It can't be Odin's fault, right?

He should not have such a strong ability.

"What do you want from me?" An Zhiyu asked.

Joan of Arc showed a look of embarrassment, and she was about to speak, when suddenly there was a roar of a giant dragon in the distance.

"Oops, we have been discovered, we must leave here as soon as possible!" Joan's expression changed, and she drew her sword.

But before they could evacuate, the shadow of the dragon had already shrouded them.

"What is this?" An Zhiyu looked up at the giant dragon descending in front of them, with a puzzled look on his face.

"The dragon that man summoned!"

Joan of Arc showed a dignified expression, and stepped forward, "You support from the rear, and run away if necessary."

"Okay!" An Zhiyu nodded, touched his waist and back, only to find that all the weapons were gone.

"Since it's a dream, can't we make some weapons in the dream?" An Zhiyu muttered.

The roar of the dragon was heard in the distance, An Zhiyu looked up, Joan of Arc had already pierced the dragon's body with the sword, and the bright red blood splattered out, the tingling sensation made the dragon roar angrily.

Hmm... Since there are no weapons, let's use runes.

An Zhiyu raised his hand, and several icicles blasted towards the dragon.

The ice cone didn't cause any damage to the dragon, but it made the dragon angry. It shook its wings and rushed towards An Zhiyu regardless of Joan's attack.

"Oops!" Joan was startled, turned around and rushed towards An Zhiyu, but at this moment, this huge dragon had already pounced in front of An Zhiyu.

If it was in the past, An Zhiyu would probably have activated the combat power overload mode to fight the dragon to the death, but now he is still a little confused, because he is not sure whether this is a dream or not.

So, he didn't kill, but just raised his finger normally, and an ice wall appeared in front of him, the giant dragon smashed the ice wall, and was about to pounce in front of An Zhiyu, who was about to go to the side He hid, but at this moment, the giant dragon's eyes just happened to be staring at An Zhiyu.

Immediately afterwards, its forward speed suddenly stagnated, and its attack also stopped in the middle.

"Roar!" Then, it roared uneasily around An Zhiyu like a cat with frayed fur.

Joan hesitated for a moment, looking at this delicate scene with some doubts.

It was supposed to be a fierce battle, but it turned out like this?

It seems to be afraid of me...?

An Zhiyu looked at the giant dragon suspiciously, and took a tentative step forward.

The dragon stepped back immediately, then roared again.

This time An Zhiyu finally confirmed his guess, and he took another step forward.

"Oh~~" Then, he tried to imitate the voice of the dragon.

The giant dragon took another half step back amidst the harmless roar, and finally, it waved its wings, turned around and flew away.

It should be said that it is indeed a dream, things can happen without a fight.

Looking up at the giant dragon flying into the distance, An Zhiyu couldn't help but let out a sigh in his heart.

But now is not the time to be in a daze. The giant dragon made such a big commotion. If there are enemy troops in the forest, they must have been discovered and must leave as soon as possible.

Before he figured out whether this was a dream, An Zhiyu felt that he could never be hurt any more.

So, he quickly withdrew his thoughts, turned around and said, "Miss Jeanne, shall we get out of here first?"