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

"Hey, you bubble teapot! Who else's assassination was achieved by relying on all Wushuang's enemies! What Hassan taught you is wrong. If the people in Syracuse know about it, they will probably laugh their teeth out." gone."

The kingslayer frantically vomited the innumerable flaws in Joan's words in her heart, but she still knew what was important, so she didn't speak and continued walking inside with Joan.

Looking at the speed that the soldiers knocked out by Joan of Arc and the Kingslayer couldn't catch up with the flattery along the way, Lyudmila felt that all the years of hard training had been practiced on Luper.

Does this strong, fast, fierce fighting woman with strange abilities and beautiful appearance really exist in this world?Are you not dreaming?

Joan of Arc could easily knock out all the enemies she encountered along the way without harming their lives. Lyudmila's eyes were opened to this method.

"It's here, you can see the person you want to see when you go in. I'm here to give you the wind, and you speed up."

Joan of Arc brought Lyudmila to a door, where the enemies who destroyed everything Lyudmila lived in, and the people outside who could not tell when they would come to patrol.

"Alright then, be careful."

Lyudmila, who was full of anger, didn't continue to talk nonsense with Jeanne, and rushed into the room directly. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Sergey sitting there, looking at something.

The sound of her breaking in startled Sergei in the room, the book in his hand and the cup beside him fell directly on the carpet, and the coffee in the cup stained the clean carpet with shadows.

"It's you again, you... who the hell are you! Who sent you to silence me? How did you get here from being surrounded by those people?"

Sergey, who was sitting there, was taken aback by Lyudmila who suddenly barged in. He vaguely remembered that it was such a person who was assassinated last time, and she came back after only a few days?

"Who am I? Who do you think I am? Back then, you betrayed our whole family in exchange for this status, have you forgotten everything now?"

After all, Lyudmila kicked Sergey's stomach. The severe pain made Sergey open his mouth wide and wanted to scream out, but the Kingslayer held his mouth shut to prevent him from making a sound.

Sergey struggled in pain due to the blow to his abdomen, only to see that his already painful face was flushed and his veins were bulging, but he was locked up by the kingslayer expressionlessly with a lot of strength, there was no way to do it Can let him break free.

Lyudmila just looked at the enemy writhing in pain in her hand, but she didn't feel the joy of getting revenge for her revenge, and now she wanted to know the truth of the matter even more.

After seeing that his struggling strength gradually weakened, Lyudmila directly threw him to the ground hard, which made Sergey unable to straighten up for a long time.

Joan of Arc just leaned against the door frame outside the door and listened to the movement inside, and the movement inside could be heard clearly here.

On the other side, a group of soldiers with sharper ears were going to come over to check on the situation, but they were beaten unconscious by Joan before they showed their heads.

"I hope Lyudmila can hurry up, otherwise I guess I'm going to dawdle, and I'm going to get rid of all the soldiers around here."

Joan of Arc looked at the soldiers in front of her who had been knocked unconscious by her, and whispered to herself while hiding these unconscious soldiers in an inconspicuous place.

"The person who said such things to me in such a tone is definitely not a professional killer. You...you are Ilya's daughter, Lyudmila?"

Sergey, who was still guessing the real identity of the Kingslayer, suddenly saw Lyudmila's red hair inherited from her father. This was a fact he had never dared to face.

For the happiness of his family and to protect his children, he betrayed his friend, and finally made his friend's family ruined. He thought that Ilya's family was dead.

Lyudmila heard his words and knew that the other party remembered who she was, so she stepped on his finger, crushed it several times, and said angrily:

"You have no right to mention my father's name, traitor! Now tell me everything you know, or don't blame me for turning this house into a haunted house."

Sergey knelt on the ground and didn't dare to make a sound. He just kept apologizing to Lyudmila. The sweat on his forehead dripped like rain. After hearing Lyudmila's words, he said quickly:

"I...I'll tell you everything I know. You let Misha go. I only have this relative. She doesn't know anything, and she didn't participate in this matter at all..."

"Stop talking nonsense, speak quickly!"

As he spoke, Lyudmila stomped on his finger again.If it wasn't for knowing the truth of the matter, I would never let this guy live in front of me for such a long time.

"Back then Chernobog wanted a certain result of our research, but we still decided to seal that research result. So...they used their children on me in order to deal with your father, just Misha and Alex. Make threats, so..."

"So you leaked my father's whereabouts, causing my family members to die here?"

Before he finished speaking, Lyudmila said what he wanted to say next.Before he could explain, there was a burst of punching and kicking, so that Sergey could only defend passively.

"No, I really have no intention of killing your father..."

At this moment, Sergey's explanation seemed so feeble, how could he not know what Ilya's fate would be?He just didn't want to admit that he killed him.

Joan of Arc outside looked blankly at the soldiers in the whole room in front of him. These guys who were knocked out by Joan of Arc fell to the ground in disorder, like some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

Joan was still carrying a few unconscious guys on her shoulders. At this moment, she was thinking, how many soldiers are there in this house?Wouldn't it be better to just throw them out the window yourself?

Listening to the voice of Lyudmila beating Sergei violently inside, Joan couldn't help but suspect that if she came here alone today, maybe the situation of the two of them might have a two-level reversal?

"Who are you? Hurry up and stay away from my father!"

At this time, Joan of Arc heard a girl's voice from inside, and watched secretly from the door, only to see a white-haired Ursus girl holding a crossbow, looking at Lyudmila with a full face of wariness.

"Misha, hurry back to me! It's none of your business here! But don't come out if anything happens here!"

Enduring the severe pain, Sergey yelled at his daughter with all his strength.

On the other side, the smoke from the Kingslayer's mouth began to fill.

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Misha is also completely unclear about what happened now, but she knows that her father is facing danger now, so she has no choice but to pretend to be confused and pretend nothing happened.

But the moment she raised the crossbow, she saw smoke covering the whole room, Misha couldn't see anything clearly now, she could only raise the crossbow and look around with full vigilance.

But the next moment, she suddenly felt a whirlwind, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground under Lyudmila's attack.Lyudmila controlled her in an instant, with a knife across her neck, sticking tightly to her skin.

"Don't do it! This matter has nothing to do with Misha! If you want revenge, just come at me!"

Sergey lay on the ground in pain. He wanted to get up to protect his daughter, but there was nothing he could do in this situation.Even now he can't even stand up.

Thinking about it, how could Sergei and Misha, who were almost imprisoned here, be the opponents of Lyudmila, who had worked so hard to practice for so many years in order to avenge them?If so, it would be too ironic.

"I remember you have a son, right? Why did your daughter come out to protect you? Could it be that she is planning to sneak attack me in the dark?"

Lyudmila looked at the subdued Misha and asked Sergey curiously.She hasn't forgotten Misha's twin brother, what's his name?It seems to be named Alex, right?

"Alex...Alex became an infected person before, and everyone except me and Misha became an infected person...They were sent to the mine long ago."

Sergey showed a painful expression. He betrayed his companion just for Alex, but in the end he had nothing to protect, only his daughter escaped by hiding.

Although the current Sergey didn't see Lyudmila's eyes, it must be a pair of eyes full of contempt and ridicule, right?

It was obvious that he had betrayed his companions in exchange for his son's safety, but he didn't expect to be sent to the mining area the next moment, and Sergey himself couldn't figure out what he was protecting.

"However, Lyudmila, I still beg you to let Misha go! I was the one who betrayed your father, and I was the one who caused the death of all the staff of the research institute. Just let any hatred be directed at me!"

Hearing Sergey's words, Lyudmila took the one stuck to Misha's neck.But her eyes revealed a tangled expression, and it took a while before Misha was pushed out the door.

In fact, Lyudmila really wanted to kill Sergey and Misha here just now.The devil in her heart called hatred has been whispering in her ear, approving of her approach.

But at the moment when the blade was about to cut through Misha's throat, Lyudmila recalled the eyes that Joan of Arc had looked at her before, the kind of eyes that could make her feel the burning of hatred with just one glance.

Even if there is no mirror here, Lyudmila also believes that the expression in her eyes now is the same as that of Joan of Arc, which is almost crazy hatred.

But she still remembered Joan's words, she couldn't vent her anger here without any scruples, she couldn't let hatred distort her soul, she couldn't turn into that monster called Kingslayer...

Lyudmila raised the knife, and just when Misha breathed a sigh of relief, she kicked it flying with all her strength, only to hear the sound of the body colliding with the furniture.

"Don't worry, I didn't kill her. Although I can't make her pass out for half a day, I can still do it in ten minutes."

Lyudmila walked up to Sergey, still holding the knife in his hand.This also relieved Sergey who was kneeling on the ground. Now he is ready to face death, but he is still worried about how Misha will live in the future.

"Let me ask you, what kind of cooperation between Kelsey and you can allow you to find a way to help her escape from this city? Who did she betray so that you didn't want her?"

Lyudmila's sharp blade rests on Sergei's neck, severing his throat if he says a word wrong.But Sergey who asked this question didn't know how to answer.

"Director Kelsey? I didn't have any deal with her at all! She disappeared before the purge came. I don't know if she had a private deal, but the possibility is very small. People searched all over the city for her."

Sergey told the truth nervously, he didn't know what Lyudmila was planning.Is it to test whether he is lying, or is it that she firmly believes that Kelsey is also a traitor?

But after hearing his narration, Lyudmila also said that what he and Kelsey said corresponded, and Kelsey had a high probability of not lying.

If this was the case, Kelsey really sent him to Syracuse back then, but why didn't he have any impression of it at that time?

"You are still sensible, and you didn't make up some lies to fool me."

Hearing her say this, Sergey on the ground also breathed a sigh of relief.Unexpectedly, he really made the right bet, Lyudmila was indeed fishing with the information she already knew.

If she had planned to tell lies just now to fool the past, she would have rushed in immediately to deal with Misha, and then killed herself.Fortunately, I told the truth and saved my daughter's life.

At this time, Lyudmila shone a light on the room, and it was the soldiers on guard outside who were rushing towards the house.

For such a long time, the soldiers inside did not even pass a word, which aroused suspicion from the outside. After repeated communication with the people inside to no avail, they rushed towards the house.

The order they got was not only to supervise the researcher Sergey, but also to make him shut up forever when he was about to escape or someone met secretly.

Lyudmila, who saw this scene, knew that there was no longer any delay. She had to deal with the matter here and evacuate as soon as possible, or they would be surrounded in a short time.

At this time, Lyudmila raised the sharp knife in her hand, and the knife could cut Sergey's throat with just a single swipe, and there was absolutely no possibility of him surviving.

All I saw was her arm falling heavily, a flash of cold light, followed by a burst of screams, the sound was so loud that even the soldiers outside could hear it clearly.

They immediately understood that it was not Sergei who wanted to escape, but that a killer sneaked in to assassinate him.So they rushed to the house at high speed, and they must not let him die in the hands of others.

If it was because of their negligence in vigilance that they died, and the killer escaped from the house smoothly, then the higher-ups would definitely not let them go so easily.

But when they broke into Sergey's room and raised the crossbow, they found it was too late.Lying in the mess was Sergey, who was lying in a pool of blood and didn't know his life or death. The killer had disappeared.

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The first thing the soldiers who broke in saw was Sergey, who was lying on the ground without knowing his life or death, while Misha was still in a coma.

Observing carefully, Sergey has several piercing injuries caused by sharp blades all over his body, but he can also be seen breathing very lightly, like a flame in a storm.

This group of people started to save people in a hurry. Fortunately, the doctors in the team were not bad, and they really forcibly pulled Sergey's life that was about to be extinguished from the gate of hell.

"Where did the people in tm's room go? Why can't even find a dead body! You want to pretend to be dead after poking out such a big basket?"

The several managers in the room couldn't help cursing secretly when they saw that they hadn't seen a soldier in charge of the room for so long, they would report a dereliction of duty sooner or later...

"Boss, why don't you come and take a look with us! We found the people from the indoor team. It's just...they have some..."

Several people looked at the guy who didn't know how to describe it in front of them, and motioned him to lead the way without caring what the soldier said.

When he reached the door, the scene inside really opened his eyes.I only saw a large number of soldiers piled up together in disorder, and the guards in the whole house were all dead or alive.

"It can be confirmed that everyone here is in a coma state, and no one lost their lives because of what happened today. But they have to recuperate well, all of them are comatose due to heavy blows, and some of them have slight fractures... "

Several officers looked at the 'corpse' in this room for a long time and did not speak.What can they say now?It can only be said that the intruders are kind and don't like to kill at will.

Otherwise, here is not a room full of unconscious soldiers, but a room full of dead bodies!How hard is it to kill a bunch of unconscious soldiers?That's something that can be solved easily.

"Report to your superiors, this is no longer an area we can intervene in."

After a moment of silence, several captains gave a unified answer.This is their most useless action, who is the other party, they have not even touched a single hair...

At the same time, Joan of Arc, who has done all this, is taking Lyudmila away from this land of right and wrong.At this moment, Lyudmila was held by Joan's waist with a look of lovelessness.

It's like a wolf cub who wants to go out to play is bitten by the wolf mother on the back of the neck, and there is no way to escape from here.Still, she broke her vow and boarded the Joan of Arc express train again.

Now she is enjoying the treatment that the Silver Spear Pegasus does not have, and at the moment Joan of Arc is sprinting away from here at an extremely fast speed, she can't wait to transform herself into a streamlined body.