I have nothing to fear

The decisive battle between the red-haired magician and the black vengeful witch attracted many viewers.

The sky arena, which was already very crowded with passengers, became even more crowded.

Because Fujimaru Tachika is the Master that Joan of Arc [Alter] cares about, she was pulled into the auditorium in advance by this powerful woman in black armor, and blatantly opened a back door for him so that he could sit in a suitable place. View from position.

"Hmph, I just want you to know my strength better. Don't overthink it, master!"

Joan of Arc [Alter] pushed him on the seat and turned his head away like stealing a bell.

Fujimaru Tachika was sitting on the seat, and raised her head to see her expression after hearing this.But from his angle, he could only see her long, light golden wavy hair of excellent quality, and her tall and straight back when she left.

Fujimaru Tatsuka was stunned for a while, then smiled.

"Well, I look forward to your performance, Jeanne."

The perception of the heroic spirit is several times that of a normal human being, so Fujimaru Tachika clearly saw the figure of the dragon witch in the distance obviously stiffen, she turned her head suddenly, with a fierce attitude Impatiently said: "Got it!"

Because she was too far away, Fujimaru Tachika didn't see the blush on her face.

Just like the fire cloud that appeared when the sun just came out, or when the sun was about to set in the evening, it was very conspicuous on her fair face.

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The black vengeful witch beautifully swung the cursed flag that she held in her hand, which had become her exclusive symbol in the sky arena, and caught it.Then, she held up the flag with one hand, pointed at Hisoka with the sharp point of the gun point on the front of the flag, and started provocation before the opening very rarely.

"My hatred, my resentment, let you taste it."

She said very seriously, staring straight at Hisoka with her sharp golden eyes, the danger hidden in her eyes cannot be underestimated.

——The guy who dares to hurt my master, it is not a pity to send him to hell to die ten thousand times!

"I can't wait~&Ah~~It really smells like a delicious fruit!&"

Hisoka, who was bathed in Joan of Arc's manic murderous aura, became even more excited. He began to twitch nervously a few times, and his long and narrow gray-blue eyes began to move uncontrollably, eventually turning into glazed gold.

Only when Hisoka is extremely excited, his eyes will turn golden.

This also shows how strong his interest in Joan of Arc [Alter] is.

Regarding his situation, the vengeful Dragon Witch just glanced at him contemptuously, tapped the flag in her hand on the ground, and then turned back to look at the young master who was sitting in the packed auditorium.

Fujimaru Tatsuka waved at her.

The dark vengeful ghost who appeared at an unknown time sat next to him, folded his arms and raised his jaw towards her.

She sneered with an unknown meaning, and when she turned back to look at Hisoka, her whole body had become very dangerous.

In an instant, the field was filled with murderous aura.

—she is serious.

——It was the first time she wanted to kill someone so much.

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The referee finally belatedly called the start.

As soon as the words fell, Hisoka and Joan [Alter] on both sides disappeared in an instant, leaving only the airflow generated when they left, spinning in place.

Their figures are hard to see with the naked eye, and they can only rely on the sound of continuous impacting metal to judge the number of their attacks.

But soon, the number of metal impacts became faster and faster, and even the referee couldn't understand their situation.

Fujimaru Tachika squinted his eyes to see clearly what was going on inside, and found in despair that he couldn't see their attacks clearly at all.So the young boy master could only look helplessly at the dark vengeful ghost beside him.

Hiding in the shadow of the cave king's dark green hat, the golden eyes belonging to the jet-black vengeful ghost watched the battle very seriously. Feeling the sight of his master next to him, he replied helplessly:

"Jeanne Alter is hitting Hisoka."

Yes.

Press and beat.

Joan of Arc [Alter]'s muscular strength and agility are both extremely powerful A, with great strength and fast speed, which is very tricky.

What's more, she still has her employment skills and her retention skills.

As an Avenger, she tends to accumulate hatred and resentment, which makes her attacks on the enemy more fierce and brutal when she is attacked.

The [Forgetting Correction] (A) unique to her being an Avenger makes her hatred never dissipate.Even after she knew there were better things than hate.She will always burn her fire with the highest malice.

There is also [Self-Recovery (Magic Power)] (A+), so that her magical power will continue to flow out until her revenge ends.Let her not face the lack of mana in battle, her attack will not decrease at all, and her energy will not decrease at all.She wouldn't let her go before the enemy lay down.

She was originally a life form born from personal wishes and fantasies.Because it was born from a wish, it retains its great power.Her own skill [Bubble Dream] (A) will further increase her attack significantly.

So she is very strong, unmatched.

Just as she said when she was fighting Jidou, "This hatred cannot be appeased easily."

Just as she said to Hisoka this time, "My hatred, my resentment, let you taste it."

She's Avenger, she's an Avenger.

The only thing that can extinguish her anger is the death of the other party, and - the words of her Master.

The sound of "bump" was the sound of Hisoka smashing his face to the ground.

And above him——Joan of Arc [Alter], who was still in the air for a very short time, was like the judge of life and death in the legendary underworld at this moment, and made a heavy stroke in Hisoka's life.

"go to hell."

She raised her lower jaw, and said to Hisoka who just got up in front of her.

At that moment, the black vengeful witch looked like King Yama appeared in hell.

"All evil gathers here."

She drew the fallen Saint Catherine's sword from her waist.

The blade of this sword that symbolizes ominousness and darkness began to surround the purple flame of resentment.

At the same time, a strange pattern of flames began to appear on the ground under her feet.

Flames as dazzling as the sun burned around her, climbed up her body, and surrounded her.

"This is the roar of my soul tempered by hatred—"

Her voice was extremely cold, with chilling coldness and indifference.

The flames around her began to spread, and she pointed her dark sword at the red-haired magician.

"Roar! La Grondement DuHaine!"

As her words fell, her fire of vengeance struck Hisoka in the direction she pointed with the momentum like the roar of a dragon!

Like a volcanic eruption, like a lava eruption!

The flames transformed from the name of the Avenger, the resentment of oneself and the surroundings into magical power are so scorching hot!

In an instant, the field was full of flames.

The referee on the field lost his soul in an instant because he could not bear the burning of the fire of resentment!

But this is not the end, the real torture has not yet begun.

Accompanied by flames as hot as lava and terrifying as the sun, many black sharp weapons similar to guns stabbed towards Hisoka from the flames.

They stab at Joan [Alter] with his loathing of the world, of everything.

It's like torture.

This is her treasure.

[Roar!My Wrath (A+)] (LaGrondementDuHaine), an extremely terrifying anti-army treasure.

Joan of Arc (Alter) looked down at Hisoka, whose life and death were unknown, and her whole body was pitch-black. She raised her long white legs and stepped hard on the clown's back.

The ground between the clown's body burst into spider web-like cracks.

The black revenge witch stood on the field like a queen, and swept towards the auditorium with her pair of extremely dazzling golden eyes.

There was no sound in the auditorium, and everyone was shocked by her powerful strength.

——She is truly strong.

Fujimaru Tachika stood up first, followed by the Cave King beside him.

Joan of Arc [Alter] left the ring with a clear understanding.

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Standing in the corridor waiting for his family's revenge witch, Fujimaru Tateka watched the battles in other arenas on the fluorescent screen in the corridor boredly.

The dark vengeful ghost following him seemed to notice something and looked towards a dark corner of the shadow.

After a moment, he looked away.

"Ah, here we come!"

Fujimaru Tatsuka saw Joan of Arc [Alter] walking out from a group of people who separated on their own.

"Let's go, master."

"it is good!"

Fujimaru Tachika and Joan [Alter] took a few steps forward and then turned to look at the Cave King.

"What's the matter, Edmund?"

The young boy's Master asked puzzledly.

The pitch-black vengeful ghost shook his head and replied, "It's nothing."

After they left for a while, a person walked out of the dark corner that was noticed by the Cave King.

He was a blond youth with a baby face.

"Oh, I was discovered. Obviously I used 'absolute'..."

He said so with a smile.

Immediately, his emerald green eyes froze, and the intimacy just disappeared in an instant.

——The existence that can easily detect that he used "absolute".This is difficult even for the leader.

——The man in the dark green cloak is by no means an easy-going lamp.

He saw the boy whom the Iron Banner Witch cherished.

I also understood that man's protection of that boy.

If that boy wasn't there, maybe that man would have attacked directly?

The smile on his lips widened.

What kind of existence is a young man who can control these two strong men?

He is very curious.

The author has something to say:

Fighting is really hard to write orz

Thanks to Mengmeng Gudazi for the two mines and the young one here

I love you all!

By the way, please collect!

If there is no one, I will ask orz next time