I became Joan of Arc, walking on the continent of Terra

That's the gods!Although it is no longer an era when individual combat power can run amok, if the former gods and people can be trained in large numbers, it will also greatly improve the national strength of Ursus.

Just like Kazdel, why does that country that has been shattered several times still receive the attention and vigilance of the nations of Terra?Isn't it also because they have powerful Sarkaz with their own inheritance?

It's a pity that he doesn't know if there are griffins in this world, or if there are any living griffins that can stimulate those guys.

He still remembered that the griffins used to be able to step on the air and walk in the air. At that time, they were the few existences in Terra that could occupy air superiority, but such spells had disappeared thousands of years ago.

At present, the most powerful griffin in Ursus, that is, General Herag, cannot do this.He could use the wind to make himself faster and crush the enemies in front of him with speed.

Kosche continued to talk to himself alone, anyway, Tallulah didn't bother with him now, and as Favna returned to a human body, Tallulah also felt the feeling in her body gradually disappear.

But when the flames gradually dissipated, she suddenly thought that her clothes seemed to be fireproof, and she didn't know what happened to her bowl of noodles now!

Then Tallulah regained her sense of the body, and what followed was a good news and a bad news. The news was that her clothes had indeed been burned during the release of the spell just now.

And the good news is that not all clothes are destroyed by the flames.Under the high temperature, the dark red clothes that Joan gave her were no different from usual.

Although this is not the first time she has felt the magic of this dress, but when she saw herself standing in the snow in this dark red dress with bare feet, she still lamented how amazing it was .

"What are you still thinking about, put on your clothes quickly! It's so cold, you don't have to worry about catching a cold!"

While she was thinking wildly, Joan took a suit of clothes from Favna, and it was still on the guy standing there motionless.

Fortunately, I was still worried that she would burn all the clothes because of the flames. Who knew that this guy would stand there and start thinking wildly. Does she not know the cold at all?

Tallulah really didn't feel the cold, and now her surroundings were filled with a kind of high temperature, a kind of high temperature that could burn the respiratory tract even if she breathed.

But Tallulah didn't feel the slightest discomfort when she breathed, and she didn't notice any other places, but her ability to withstand high temperatures seemed to be much stronger than before!

Joan of Arc's eyes at this time said that this dragon has grown old, and if it can't be done, she will change to another one and continue to raise it.

And what about Tallulah?At this time, she seemed to have come back to her senses, and hurriedly changed into the clothes and shoes that Joan threw over with embarrassment, and then Zhou went to chat with Joan as if nothing had happened.

"The battle is over?" After thinking for a while, he asked a reality that could be seen with the naked eye.

"It's better not to say this, can't you see it? It's not really because of the high temperature, is this stupid head stupid?"

Joan patted Tallulah's head, showing an expression that my dragon's IQ had dropped again.

"No, it's just that I can't accept that you solved it so quickly. I doubt why we fought for so long before."

Tallula looked at the battlefield blackened by the flames, and she didn't know if she was joking or speaking from her heart.

"You are also very powerful! How many people in Ursas dare to fight against such an army? Even without my help, you are famous!"

Joan patted Tallulah on the shoulder, and looked at everyone on the third-year battlefield at this time, they were able to retrieve the shells that were blown away by Favna, which is amazing.

"By the way, do you feel that you have changed? According to the Patriot, you should have a very big change now, but I can't see it at all."

Joan of Arc thought of what the Patriot had said before, pinched her chin and interspersed with this guy around Tallulah, it didn't change at all!Even grabbing the tail is almost the same as before.

"Of course there are changes! But how can the body change? It's just that something in the body has awakened, but if the body changes, isn't it scary?"

As Tallulah spoke, she also began to try to use her Originium skills, but in the next second a flame shot up to a height of more than two meters, and even Tallulah, the user, was taken aback.

"I...so good that I burned my eyebrows off! How could it be so fierce! I used this level of spells before, just to light a flame!"

Seeing the burning flames in her palm, Tallulah, as the master, couldn't believe everything in front of her eyes.

Are you already this powerful?

Chapter 670 Tallulah has evolved! Please rename her!

"Wow, it seems that your firepower is much stronger than before!" Joan was also surprised when she saw the flames suddenly bursting out of Tallulah's palm. She didn't expect that this guy just fell asleep, and he was already so angry. incredible.

"I didn't expect it either. I obviously didn't want to use such a powerful spell, but it's so powerful... If I used to want to use this kind of spell, it would never be so easy..."

While talking, Tallulah was also attracted by the changes in her body, where she tried to use the spells she was good at and tested her changes.

As a result, her spells have been terribly strengthened, and her physical fitness seems to have improved a lot, but these things can only be tried slowly in the future.

But it's not without bad things. The bad thing is that the accuracy of Tallulah's own spells has been greatly reduced due to the great increase in power.

But... this kind of thing doesn't seem to be a bad thing to some extent.

"It's normal. Like Favna, you can't control your own flames to that degree. I feel that for Drake, it is a waste to rely on the degree of control to fight."

Jeanne felt that this guy seemed to be walking astray. Why do you, a fire dragon, pursue the refinement of spells?Using violence to destroy those things directly is not much better than your refinement spell?

"There seems to be nothing wrong with what you said... I have to think about this kind of thing." Tallula heard what Joan said, and felt that what the other party said was reasonable.

But how to do it, I have to wait for her to think about it after she goes back.

"Talulah, Joan of Arc! We seem to have found something here! Why don't you two come over and see how to use this thing?"

While Joan of Arc and Tallulah were discussing the future development trend of spells, an Ursus warrior ran up to the two of them, as if he had discovered something interesting.

The two looked at each other, then followed the guy to the place where they found the thing.

What caught the eyes of the two was a dark object. Looking at this object, Joan felt that it should be made of expensive metal. It was amazing that it was not burned into a puddle of molten iron by Favna's breath.

"When we found this thing, it was held in the arms of a few coke-like guys. This place plus those guys... We feel that this should not be a simple thing, so we will find you to deal with it."

These soldiers surrounded the two of Joan of Arc, looking at this thing curiously, as if they really wanted to know what it was.

"Dangdangdang——" Jeanne knocked on the metal casing, because the whole thing turned black after being burned by the flames, and she couldn't see anything, and she couldn't figure out what it was.

"Are you stupid! This is a safe! What's the use of you knocking on the safe here!" Tallulah, who had sharper eyes, saw what it was, and looked at her silly friend with disgust.

"I'm curious about the metal, can I still see that this is a safe?" Joan of Arc said stubbornly, but at that moment just now she really didn't see that it was a safe.

By the way, why can this person be sure that this thing is actually a safe?This thing doesn't look like a safe at all, does it?

What Tallulah won't tell her is that the reason why she can recognize this thing as a safe is because Kosiche's family also had this kind of thing back then, and it seems that this kind of safe is rare except for Ursas.

"Since you are so powerful, then you open it!" Joan of Arc handed the box to Tallulah, and the other side felt cold sweat dripping down her forehead when she heard these words.

How could she pick the lock? Isn't that embarrassing!

"No, no, I'll do it!" Joan of Arc took the box in her hand, looked at this thing that she didn't understand at all, and left everything to her intuition.

After three times, five times and two times, the door of the safe was knocked.A gadget inside was revealed, a communicator that should be used to communicate with the people above them.

"Go and have a look at other places first, let's study this thing!" Seeing this thing, Tallulah's face suddenly changed, and then she sent the others away.

Seeing that Tallulah's complexion was not good, everyone also left here to do their own things wisely.

Tallulah knew very well who was on the other side of the communicator, but she didn't know if it was correct for her to talk to them at this time. After taking a few deep breaths, she saw Joan who was fiddling with the safe.

"What are you still looking for?" Seeing that Joan of Arc was about to put her head into a small box, Tallulah couldn't laugh out loud, and endured it for a long time before she could say a complete sentence.

"I always feel that this thing is not so simple, such a powerful safe, just hold such a thing? And the weight is not right... You get things first, I just listen!"

Joan continued to focus on the device, Tallulah looked at this guy, and stopped caring about her, but turned on the communicator, and then fell silent.

The person on the opposite side also didn't speak after connecting. The two sides seemed to be competing to see who would speak first. The surrounding air was a bit quiet, leaving only the sound of Joan violently dismantling the safe.

"Heir of Kosiche, I didn't expect that we would communicate in this way for the first time." About 3 minutes later, a voice suppressing anger appeared on the communicator.

And his words directly made Tallulah's eyes become fierce. She looked at the communicator as if she saw the idiot behind the communicator.

Even Joan who dismantled the safe was stunned. Is this guy so brave?Stepping directly into Tallulah's minefield?

She didn't believe that this nobleman didn't know that Tallulah didn't like Kosche. How could a person who killed Kosche accept this title?

Even if the relationship between Tallulah and the other party has eased to a certain extent now, at least they will not explode when they meet.

"If you are trying to provoke me, I don't think we have anything to talk about. I can't lose my sense of proportion because of a person who has been dead for many years!"

Saying that, Tallulah blinked at Joan of Arc, and then planned to hang up the communication.

"Please calm down, I'm sorry for my outspokenness. Then I should call you... Ms. Tallulah, right?" The person opposite couldn't sit still and apologized quickly.

But on the other side of the communicator, the nobleman also showed a look of foolishness.

It seems that the little girl adopted by Kosiche has no idea of ​​the specific situation until now, and she is still a fool who has been kept in the dark...

Well done Cosche!If the time is right, not only will they have a powerful organization that can be used as a scapegoat, but they will also be able to gain quite a strong combat power!

"We admit our failure in this operation, so we will give you some compensation in exchange for your promise not to attack our territory. At the same time, we will secretly help you in some cases, how about it?"

Thinking of the fact that the aristocrats here are very thorough, perhaps this is also related to the fact that the other party already regards Tallulah and the Integration Movement as their own possessions.

For such an already solid organization, they don't have many ways to fight.Although the strength of the soldiers is relatively average, but why does the opponent have Wang Bo in his hand?

"Oh?" Tallulah raised her eyebrows and didn't answer immediately, she just hung up and threw it aside, completely ignoring the communicator that was about to jump up.

Anyway, the person who is most anxious about this matter is definitely not myself. If these guys don't talk to each other for a day, then they don't sleep for a day.

Who knows if a group of unidentified flying creatures will pass by the sky above their territory when they are sitting in Meng at night.What followed was an indiscriminate bombardment?

Seeing Tallulah hang up the communicator over there, he was also a little anxious. He was really afraid that those unknown creatures would destroy him one day. After all, everyone has no experience in air defense!

Here, under the instructions of others, he first stabilized Tallulah and his party, no matter what the price was, anyway, as long as Kosiche started to act, these things could still be paid back!

And Joan of Arc here finally opened the thick safe with terrible brute force, and something that looked like a bank card or a check fell out of it, something like a book, and a letter!

One, a letter written to them by those Ursus officers before.

Chapter 670 The Suicide Note on the Fourth, the Unspeakable Darkness of Nobles

"If this letter reappears in this world, then I must have been wiped out of this world by you in some way? Enemies of the integration movement?"

"Let me introduce myself. I am the supreme commander of this operation, Zac Ivan. Congratulations, the supreme leader of this army has now been killed."

"Although this sentence may not be useful, I still want to tell you that you don't need to be sad for my death, because I am not a good person..."

You are not a good person, why did you write this sentence!Joan of Arc and Tallulah couldn't help complaining when they read the letter, but neither of them said this from the bottom of their hearts.

The two of them just looked at each other with complicated eyes.They didn't know what kind of mood this guy was carrying to leave such a suicide note before the war.

"I'm not kidding, I don't think I can even be called a human being. I don't remember how many innocent Ursus citizens died at my hands, and those we turned into infected people over the years Humans, we don't deserve to be forgiven."

"At this point, I don't want to think about why I'm like this anymore. But I'm going to write everything I've been through so far, and I'm going to do the same for those guys All of my evil deeds are left here, if you can find them, I hope these things will be useful to you..."

"Look quickly, where is the black material he said? It's windy here, don't let a gust of wind blow those things away!"

Seeing this, Talula hurriedly rummaged through the pile of little things, wanting to see what kind of black material was there. She wanted to know how dark these guys would be?

But apart from the ledger, Tallulah didn't find anything else that could be called a record of crimes. Could it be that the thing has disappeared?

"You, you are frizzy when you do things. How can you be a good leader like this..."

Joan of Arc sat there calmly rubbing Tallulah's head, sighed, took out a few from the pile of valuable-looking red gold bars, and broke them into two with a forceful snap.

Inside, there was something that looked like a microfilm, and a data storage card, which should have been secretly recorded by this guy when he was talking with those nobles.

"I didn't expect this guy... to do a good thing before he died." Tallulah looked at the pile of things. If these things can be given to someone who plans to deal with those nobles, it must be very useful.