There are burly monsters with bare brains raging on the street, gravel and flames are everywhere, the girl screams and runs away, but the monsters behind are chasing after her.

She ran too fast, and accidentally tripped over the gravel on the ground. Before she could cry out in pain, she subconsciously closed her eyes tightly, thinking that the sharp pain that she thought did not come.

"Miss, are you all right?"

Gentle male voice.

The girl cautiously opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eyes was a flying, snow-white flag.

Then there was the man who looked at him with a smile. The man had a strange headdress on his head, a silver armor on his body, a sword on his waist, and a flag in his hand.

She seems to have seen this person somewhere.

correct!It's at the Hero Sports Festival! !

"Jeanne?" she called tentatively.

Joan was a little surprised that she could call out her own name, and then smiled reassuringly at her.

He turned his head and looked aside, his expression became serious: "Miss, it's dangerous here, I'm sorry I can't protect you, please pay attention to your own safety, go to other heroes for help or leave here to another safe place .”

Only then did the girl realize that the monster just now had been pushed aside by Joan of Arc, and now she was standing up staggeringly, roaring and rushing over, and then was blocked by Joan of Arc with a banner.

"Miss, please move quickly...!"

"I know I know!"

But when she saw the monster, fear welled up in her heart, and her feet were so weak that she couldn't use any strength.

She was about to cry.

Joan of Arc was obviously also aware of her strangeness, and couldn't help feeling a little headache.

He had also heard about this monster from Yuan Zezhen, and when he saw the exposed brain of this monster, he knew it was the same monster as [Brainless] who attacked Yuan Zezhen's classmates.

In fact, the reason for his headache is not that he can't win. As a heroic spirit, he can't beat a monster. It's just a joke, but the current situation is that he wants to protect the girl behind him, and he also knows that he is regarded as a Hara Ze really has a personality.

A trainee hero who has not yet obtained a license uses his personality to hurt others without the instruction of his guardian. Even if this other person is a villain, he still violates the rules and will be punished.

Yuan Zezhen asked them to come out to save people, Joan of Arc did not want Yuan Zezhen to be punished for his actions.

So now he can only fight with his brain, resisting but paying attention to the strength of his strikes.

No, it's better to say that he is at a disadvantage under the current situation.

"This is really... amazing power."

Joan of Arc increased the strength of the block again, and her arms trembled slightly due to the confrontation of strength.

His muscle strength level is B, which is not low, but the strength of his brain is really too great. If it is just pure strength, he really can't compare.

A berserker like Hercules might have the upper hand.

Nao Wu's regenerative ability is very strong, even if his limbs are cut off, they can grow back immediately. If Joan of Arc wants to subdue him, the only way he can take is to deprive Nao Wu of his ability to act.

This is obviously difficult, after all, this kind of monster cannot be bound by a few ropes when it is ordered.

Nao Wu screamed and continued to increase his strength. The girl watched Joan of Arc being forced back gradually by it, and the soles of her shoes rubbed against the ground to make a harsh sound.

Just when the girl thought that Joan of Arc was about to be unable to resist, he suddenly stopped backing, as if his strength had suddenly increased, and he threw Nao Wu away with a single force.

Maybe it was because of the surrounding fire, the girl felt that for a moment, Joan of Arc's blond hair turned white.

No, this is not an illusion.

The silver armor turned black as if it had been dyed with the color of the night, and the iris flower on the holy banner turned into an evil black dragon.

Joan's blue eyes closed, and when they opened again, they turned into malicious golden eyes.

"The Great Sage is troublesome, worrying about so many things." There was disgust in his tone.

The girl stared at him blankly, completely wondering why he had turned into another person in such a short period of time.

Even though they look the same and sound the same, there are obvious differences.

At least, there was always a gentle smile on Jeanne's face, not this disgusted expression.

"If it wasn't for the master's order, I wouldn't have saved anyone." Joan of Arc turned her head and glanced at the girl, and then looked at Nao Wu who stood up again after being knocked into the air not far away.

Rather, please let him participate in such a grand event if possible.

He prefers destruction to salvation.

"Restraints? Uniforms? You don't need that kind of thing at all." Joan of Arc looked at Nao Wu who was attacking her and went up to her, holding a flag in her right hand and instantly beheading Nao Wu like cutting tofu.

No, it wasn't cut off completely, only in half.

"Tsk, the skin is still a bit thick."

Nao Wu received this kind of injury that is fatal to ordinary people, but it seemed to have no effect at all. During the movement, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Give me an honest death!!" Jeanne waved her left hand upwards, and flames were attached to Naowu's body.

That was not an ordinary flame, the flame was black and red, making people feel no warmth at all when looking at it, instead they shuddered.

"Won't it increase my workload if such a big fireball is running around?"

Joan drew out the pitch-black sword, her golden eyes were full of malice.

"The road ahead of you has already been blocked!!"

The pitch-black sword pointed forward sharply, and several similar pitch-black spikes that appeared above Nao Wu instantly fell down, nailing it firmly to the ground.

"Ah, sure enough, as long as it is meat, it will smell fragrant after being roasted, hahahahaha!"

Jeanne laughed out loud.

No matter how strong the regeneration ability of the brain is, it is useless when the whole body is charred.

"However," he looked at the coke on the ground, and his expression turned to disgust, "after all, it's just garbage, and it will stink in the end."

The girl behind him had already lost her ability to speak, and just stared at him blankly.

Just as Joan was about to leave, she turned around and found her.

She flinched almost like a conditioned reflex. Unlike the previous person who made people feel at peace, the person in front of her almost just stared at him, as if staring into the abyss.

"Ah? Why, are you still there?"

Jeanne let out another "tsk".

"troublesome."

Before he had time to do anything, a male voice came from not far away.

"Hey! It's dangerous here, don't evacuate quickly!"

Joan looked towards the source of the sound again, and a man covered in flames was walking towards this side.

His eyes widened suddenly.

This man, he remembered as if he was from this world, the No.2 hero Andeva?

No matter where he ranks, anyway, he is born to hate this kind of righteous partner, and the hero is the same.

"You..." Andeva's words stopped when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, with a little disbelief in his eyes.

The flames on the corpse hadn't been extinguished yet. Although it had been scorched black, it could still be seen from the shape that it was Naowu.

"It's just in time," Joan's tone did not fluctuate, and he pointed to the girl behind him, "You can figure it out."

"And that pile of trash."

Andeva looked at Joan of Arc, he recognized this face, but he didn't know this person.

He also watched the Xiongying Sports Festival, and he was sitting in the audience. The amazing exhibition game was very impressive.

Among them, the integrity of Joan of Arc and Arthur is still fresh in the memory of many professional heroes. That kind of temperament is not something ordinary people can have.

That's why Joan of Arc's appearance in front of Andeva is surprising.

"...that boy's personality." Andeva said, "Are you Joan of Arc?"

"Yes, and no." Joan of Arc smiled at him, but it gave off a completely different feeling from the blond Joan of Arc.

"I am the obsession, desire, and hatred that the great sage gave up."

The other side, which could never be summoned originally, uses the black mud of the Holy Grail as a medium, and the spirit foundations are fused with each other, and can appear in the world.

"Really, what am I going to explain to you..."

Totally unnecessary.

Joan turned around and was about to leave, but Andva said, "Are you fulfilling that boy's order? In that case, it would be regarded as using your personality to hurt someone without authorization!"

Joan of Arc turned and left after a pause, then turned her head: "Ah, yes, there seems to be such a rule."

"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous." He laughed happily again, "Do you actually call this monster a 'human'? Hahahahahaha!"

The next moment his laughter stopped, and his words were mocking: "Use your brain, hero, there are no surveillance cameras here, 'Jean of Arc' can't use fire."

On the contrary, there is a professional hero known for his fire here, and the brains on the ground will only be considered to be wiped out by Andwa.

"This credit is on you, don't thank me."

After Joan finished speaking, she turned into a spirit and disappeared in place.

Andeva didn't have any means to prevent him from disappearing, so he could only turn his gaze to the girl aside and take her to a safe place first.

... Hara Zezhen.

The name came to his mind.

With such a personality, the summoned servant, Joan of Arc just now, doesn't look like a hero at all, but looks like a villain.

On the other side, Joan of Arc met Arthur not far away in her spirit form.

He showed his figure behind Arthur: "I said, how long will this kind of thing last? I want to go back."

Arthur had turned his back to him, and immediately recognized that it was Joan of Arc's voice, but the tone was wrong. If he was familiar with Joan of Arc, he would never say such a thing.

He turned his head and looked, with surprise on his face.

"Ruler...? No, your current rank..."

He found that Joan's rank had changed from ruler to avenger.

"Huh?" Joan of Arc was originally upset because of the astonishment on Arthur's face, but then she reacted and said with a mocking smile: "What, is it still in the 'deep' level?"

"It's also very good. It's better not to come out forever. Although His Royal Highness Prince Sunshine also makes me sick to my stomach, but you are the one who makes me sick the most."

Same with him.

It's all about giving up what belongs to you in order to become someone else's ideal figure.

Ambition, hatred, lust...the right to pursue what one desires.

"What are you talking about, are you Joan of Arc?" Arthur looked worried, "How did you become like this??"

"Boring." Joan glanced at him and was about to leave, but just as she turned around, Arthur's cold voice came from behind.

"Don't trouble the master."

There was obvious disgust in Joan's eyes, and she let out a "tss".

"Tell you not to come out and you will come out, are you really against me?

The King of Knights is jet-black with red-striped armor.There was no wave in those golden eyes that were exactly the same as his, and there was no ups and downs in the tone: "Don't trouble the master."

He repeated it again, ignoring the sting in Joan's words.

Jeanne: "..."

He really hated this cold-blooded man the most.

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