The Dragon That Devours the World

Chapter 71: The disappearing future

"Poor woman, you still don't understand why you have fallen into this situation."

   The hair that fills the field of vision is like billions of poisonous snakes, and the dark purple lips seem to be mocking, and there are deep babbles between opening and closing.

  In the line of sight, the lips curled up.

   The sneer lips became more and more weird, and finally turned into a smirk.

   "Since you trust Charlie so much, I will show you the true face of that king!"

  In an instant, the numerous pictures and sounds poured into Jeanna's mind...

  ……

   "That woman..."

   There was a glorious palace in his mind. A man wearing a short hat was standing in front of a man sitting on the throne, saying something humbly.

However, what the man wearing a short hat spoke was not French, but English, so Na could only barely understand a rough idea. The man talked a lot, frolicking, and occasionally inducing, as if trying to persuade her. The man on the throne before him.

   The person on the throne seemed to be still hesitating. He held his hand on the throne, stroking it a little hesitantly, sometimes quietly clenching into a fist, and sometimes unwinding, as if two fierce emotions were fighting in his mind.

   Finally, the person above the throne spoke...

   "Then..."

   That is a familiar voice, a little unconfident, this is due to his unfortunate experience. In the past, Jeanna, the owner of that voice, had always been regarded as her own king, but now, that voice said the last thing that should have been said.

   "Compiègne."

  ……

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Amidst the crowds, a heart-piercing female voice suddenly sounded from the burning torture frame. The figure faintly visible in the flame seemed to be struggling in pain, but the smoke hurt his throat. The voice became like the scream of an inhuman monster.

   Many people listened to the voice, and their faces showed horror.

  In this age when the mystery has not yet receded, it is full of all kinds of superstitions. As a well-known saint, what will be the consequences of burning her to death? No one knew, some people even took a few steps back instinctively.

   "Don't be afraid! It's just the witch being purified by the flame."

   Seeing this scene, a pastor hurriedly yelled at the voice, and after hearing this voice, the crowd who had been retreating scared by inhuman screams stabilized and did not continue to retreat.

In the flames, the woman who was designated as a witch by the priest was already completely burned by the fire, and there were burn marks everywhere on her body, but even so, she did not die, as if some inexplicable power was supporting her. .

   The unrecognizable "person" opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

   "……"

   However, his throat had already been burned by the hot smoke and air, and he couldn't speak at all, only a weird roar.

   She is not stupid. She has never lost a defeat after dozens of battles. The banner in her hand points to victory, but there are some things, even she herself is deliberately avoiding, and she doesn't want to think about it.

  Why didn't you send an army to her when you sent her to the south of France? Why can the Burgundians know her march and surround her inexplicably? Why did the soldiers close the city gate "because of fear" when she fought desperately to break the soldiers? Why did Charlie have no intention of saving her after she was captured?

  All kinds of accidents, are they really just accidents?

   Everything... It's just that she doesn't want to think about it, she doesn't dare to think about it.

   She paid so much for France, but how did France repay her?

  The king...the generals...the marshals...the French people...

   "……"

   The "person" who was burned beyond recognition opened his mouth wide, but even though he tried his best, there was only a weak roar in his throat, his heart was full of anger and sorrow, and he couldn't say anything at this moment.

at this time……

   There was a gentle touch on his cheeks, and he raised his head, but only saw a pair of pupils...what kind of pupils, like a black hole that swallows everything, even light cannot escape, so that there is no reflection phenomenon at all.

  Anger, despair, sadness, resentment, dissatisfaction, jealousy...

All the negative emotions flooded my heart, the feeling even surpassed the body being burned by the flames at this moment, but my heart was obviously full of betrayed anger and despair, but when I saw those pupils, all the negative emotions were All turned into an inexplicable sense of peace, as if only seeing those pupils would be enough.

   "Jean..."

In the sight, accompanied by the deep voice, the owner of the pupil gently stroked her cheek, its hand was unusually gentle, as if it was treating some rare treasure, there was only darkness and no other pupil, it was totally unrecognizable." People" seem to see the peace and pity in those pupils.

   "Are you angry?"

In   's line of sight, only the dark purple lips could be seen opening and closing.

   This is the third inquiry from the pupil master. It has already inquired about Jeanna three times, once in the prison, once tied to the stake, and now it is again. The first two times Jeanna said she was not angry, but now...

"I……"

   said again in a hoarse voice, but she didn't know what to answer.

   "Janna, if your kindness only brings you misfortune, then abandon your kindness."

The low and magical voice sounded again, and coldness came from the flame-burned cheeks. The owner of the pupil held Jeanna's face with his hands, and the pupils in front of him became closer to him. The distance that was close at hand, Ling Zhenna can even clearly see any detail in those pupils...

   That is completely black.

   The pure black that swallows all the brilliance, greatness, darkness, and depravity, since even the light can't escape, what can perceive the pure black?

   evil? Sin? Far from being so superficial.

   The things in front of me are also gods, there are good gods, and there is no evil **** for evil? The good is trying to save the wicked people who are obsessed with it. Isn't the evil trying to save the stubborn good people?

  Good people who are obsessed with incomprehension, evil is not a sin, but just loving yourself. If goodness brings you only bruises, then follow the guidance of evil...

  , the whispering voice said so.

   "Janna, do you love France?"

   The woman's consciousness gradually blurred in the pure black sight, and she couldn't even hear the words of the pupil's owner, but she instinctively said according to the will surging in her heart.

"Love."

   muttered, not knowing that the invisible darkness was slowly infiltrating her body.

   "Then, let your anger turn into flames and burn those who betray you... Kings, generals, and the people of France, they have all betrayed you, but I will not abandon you."

   In the ear, the magical whispered voice slowly said, like a lover's whisper.

"Janna, trust me, as Ramses did, as Alexander did, as Caesar did, as Charlemagne did, as King Arthur did. ... Just as many kings have done, trust me, and I will give you the power to avenge those people."

   "That Charlie shouldn't be the king of France. What people need is you, the girl of Orleans who can be invincible, and you who have received the apocalypse. You will become the queen of France."

That voice rang in Jeana’s ears. The body that had been burnt to the ground was remodeled step by step. The owner of the voice has infinite power. Even with the promise that the gods and demons must not interfere in the world, it can always find a lot. The loopholes, do some tricks.

   There have been many kings who have seen the master of the voice, and have been able to establish the feat of immortality, and at this moment, this Orleans girl has also received such an honor.

   She will become the queen of France after she comes out of the torture, because one of the two powers that dominate the entire world has already made such a decision.

   This world is a chessboard, and humans are chess pieces. Gods and demons sit on both sides of the chessboard to determine the fate of mankind. Just like this girl, she was selected by the gods, and at the same time selected by the demon, whether it was for thousands of years or ten thousand years, it was always the same.

   The erosion of the girl is being completed step by step. When the erosion is complete, it will be the time when the girl becomes a newly born queen.

   But in the face of this erosion, the girl who had already lost consciousness moved her fingers, she instinctively hesitated, and she seemed to be unwilling in her heart.

   "Why hesitate, you must be a far better king than Charlie."

   In the ear, that whispered.

   "But this...what is the difference between me and the king?"

   The girl who had already lost consciousness could not answer, only an undetectable thought emerged, which was caught by the whispering master.

   Once, the King of England angrily declared war with the King for his own inheritance rights. That's why a girl walked out of the country to carry the banner for the suffering French people. But if you try to seize the throne for your own anger, what is the point of what the girl did in the past?

   "It doesn't make sense."

   The voice master who has entered the girl's body also feels all the memories of the girl over the past ten years ~ www.readwn.com~ all the emotions, but the voice master who feels all this just made such an evaluation.

   The girl was silent, and her consciousness was completely lost. She was unable to wake up. The one who was about to wake up would be a French queen who was based on her and possessed all her memories, but had a completely different personality. It's like re-splicing broken porcelain into another thing. Although the raw materials are the same, they are already completely different.

   And just as the owner of the sound is feeling the girl’s life carefully to re-splice a new soul, the owner of the sound suddenly discovered something in the girl’s memory, something that was deliberately hidden...

   "Impossible!"

   After realizing this, the owner of the voice almost exclaimed.

  ……

In the underwater temple, the silent waiter stands beside the empty throne. She is the daughter most favored by demons. The dead souls who have followed the demons since the last universe. Because the body is already dead, naturally there is no desire in the heart, only Pure worship and worship.

  The demon went to the fire and harvested the fruits that she had cultivated for a long time, while she was stationed here, but when the demon cried out in exclamation, she suddenly opened her eyes.

The pure white pupils are full of stunnedness. As Noen, she naturally has the power to penetrate fate. The fog of time does not exist for her, and the gods and demons who are limited by the gambling game cannot see like her future.

   However, just now she saw a scene she had never seen before.

  The future...disappeared.

   is like an interrupted river, the long rushing river breaks in the front and falls into the bottomless abyss.

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