Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

After more than a hundred years of vicissitudes, things are neither people nor people.

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In the void of silence and eternity, an inexplicable presence whispers.

In front of a round mirror, many scenes of God Creation Realm are reflected.

Whispers speak in a language only they can understand.

"Holy Holy Mountain can't sit still, this time dispatched eight main gods."

"Is it only the main god? Are those... still silent?"

"It's really... no scruples at all, or do they have already reached a deal with that adult?"

"If so, these eight creatures are really pitiful..."

"Now there are only seven left..."

"The power of faith... It's a ridiculous power. It seems that they also understand that the power that is too troublesome has an end."

"In this way...you can take down the Creation God Realm with only the Gnaw..."

"After devouring that period of history in the time history book, He should also transform. It is just right to use this world as nourishment."

"That person is here, will there be any accidents?"

"Everything is within the expectations of that adult, and that person can't change anything. He... came late."

"It's just a pity that that thing..."

Chapter 610 Three Reunions

The demonic crow, born of carrion, danced under the cover of the dark night, across the silent night sky, and a pair of dark eyes reflected the little fire in the city below.

In the holy city, Henry Zhang helped Lancelot up. He had too many questions to ask, but in the end he was speechless.

In his memory, Lancelot was a knight with outstanding talent. He sat on the position of the Holy Knight Commander of the Empire at a young age. Even if the original Western Continental cultivation system does not allow him to live forever, he can live for nearly a thousand years.

But now Lancelot looked like a dying old man, older than the Pope he had seen before.

Lancelot's behavior made everyone present let down their guard. In any case, the knight commander they admired could not be controlled by the Protestants.

Against the backdrop of the fire, someone saw the eyes of the knight commander just now, it was so pious, respectful, and full of hope.

"Where's Jeanne?"

Henry Zhang asked straightforwardly.

Lancelot said respectfully, "Master Xuan Sheng, please wait a moment."

As he said that, he looked at Kantel sternly again, meaning why he didn't do what he ordered just now?

Only then did Kantel come back to his senses, passed through the crowd, and personally went to the location where Lady Saint was to inform.

Zhang Xuansheng was a little puzzled when he saw this scene. The riots in the city just now were not small, and Joan of Arc was not a mortal. I heard that during the time when he went to the real spirit world, his strength also rose steadily, and he had the strength of almost a fairy.

How could it be possible for a user of this powerful prophecy not to notice the changes in the city and not to sense his arrival?

As if seeing Zhang Xuansheng's confusion, Lancelot stretched out his hand, released his fighting spirit, and said, "Master Xuansheng, this world cannot recover."

Henry Zhang looked at Lancelot's vindictiveness. For ordinary people in the holy city, Lancelot's vindictiveness was already extremely powerful and unattainable.

But Zhang Xuansheng knew that this was only equivalent to the intensity fluctuations of the Spiritual Silence Realm, and it was far from Lancelot's previous strength. Back then, the opponent was able to fight against Xianjun, but now he has fallen into the Mortal Realm.

He somewhat understood that in this land abandoned by the gods, there was no spiritual power to absorb, so it was natural to lose as much as you squandered.

When the mainland just crossed over, there may still be a lot of spiritual stone reserves. At that time, the Pope who "cultivated both magic and martial arts" might have led the army to fight a huge struggle.

But when the reserve of spirit stones is used up, they can only be defeated gradually.

Henry Zhang tried to get something from the storage room. He had plenty of spirit stones, but he found that the 24-hour Rubik's Cube's confinement restrictions did not leave any gaps.

After a while, the crowd separated consciously, and the troops knelt down on one knee to salute.

Goodbye is so unpretentious, without the pomp and light that Henry Zhang is familiar with, even the people don't look so familiar.

The somewhat familiar face was reflected in the faint light of the fire, the eyes under the long eyelashes seemed to contain autumn water, and Henry Zhang's own face was reflected in the light blue pupils like lakes.

It's just that the blond hair that used to be as dazzling as the summer sun has now become as white as Ling Dong.

"... Xuansheng..."

Jeanne spoke dryly.

Henry Zhang sat in front of the fire without getting up, just nodded and said: "It's me."

Everyone present was afraid to speak, as if the scene of the reunion of old friends had a deep sense of ritual.

Joan of Arc walked slowly, and walked to Henry Zhang's side, and Lancelot ran away early with eyes.

Joan of Arc ignored the dust on the stone platform, and the light blue dress slowly faded away, like flowers blooming in the dark night, and she and Henry Zhang reached out to caress each other's cheeks.

"You are still as handsome as ever..."

Henry Zhang and Joan of Arc looked at each other without speaking.

"But I'm old..."

Jeanne sighed.

Henry Zhang looked at this somewhat old face, but he had some hallucinations, and time seemed to have stood still.

He recalled the scene of him sitting in that restraint chair a long time ago, looking at the girl through the glass.

At that time, the girl was calm on the surface, but her eyes were shy, and he was calm on the surface, but he was also a little bit excited inside.

In the experiment report, he wrote that he didn't feel much, but he felt that it would be good to do this kind of experiment a few more times.

What was written in the girl's report?he does not know.

It's just that he didn't understand at that time, the faint sense of expectation in a long boring and peaceful life gave him a lot of seasoning in life.

Looking forward to the next experiment with the other party, looking forward to... when will I be able to leave here, and have a good chat in an environment without the supervision of researchers...

Henry Zhang stretched out his hand, trying to lift Joan of Arc's bangs that covered the wrinkles, but was avoided by the other party, and his hand froze for a moment.

"I won't say that you are still as beautiful as before, but I will let you go back to the past."

Henry Zhang withdrew his hand, got up and said.

Based on his current experience, he probably understands the reason why Joan of Arc and Lancelot are aging so quickly. Without the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish them, and to consume them in battle from time to time, they can only force the vitality in their bodies in the end.

These problems are not difficult to solve, as long as you have spiritual power, you just need to wait until tomorrow when his seal is released.

It was a very simple matter, but he felt inexplicably irritable, as if there was a fire burning in his heart.

"Do you know why everyone calls me Saintess?"

Jeanne opened her mouth, but did not continue the topic just now.

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head. He knew what Joan of Arc was talking about. In the past, in the Western Continent, everyone called Joan of Arc as "His Royal Highness"

"Because the Kingdom of God has already perished, he has no face to be called His Majesty for not protecting the people well, and I am naturally not worthy."

Joan looked at the "Holy City" in the darkness, but it was actually just a tidied ruin.

"He is a respectable old man, and you are worthy of the position of saint."

Henry Zhang thought of the strong old man who led himself to fight Mebis with a somewhat "rogue" method, and felt a little emotional.

"I won't say you're late, but you shouldn't be here."

Joan of Arc paused and said, "...the evil gods here... the devils, cannot be solved by luck. I have seen three gods fall with my own eyes, and they are stronger than any existence I have ever seen... and they can't be solved by luck. Including the expansion pack of Nine Heavens OL that you created."

Speaking of Jiuxiao OL, Joan of Arc showed a smile for the first time today. It seems that she also tried to play in it later, and got a good experience.

"Remember that time you were going to pray for salvation?"

Zhang Xuansheng was talking about the time when the huge hole opened again in Jiuxiao.

Joan of course remembered, nodded and said: "They are much stronger than that big lizard."

"I was only at the pinnacle of good fortune back then, so I cut it off."

Henry Zhang said indifferently, then looked at the sky where the battle broke out before with cold eyes and said: "I am not going to play with them by luck this time."

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Chapter 610

Joan of Arc looked at Zhang Xuansheng, and after a few seconds, she suddenly laughed.

"You haven't changed at all."

"You too."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the gap between them disappeared in an instant.

"Tell me about your current situation, how many people are there?"

Henry Zhang entered the topic.

"Are you talking about the holy city? With your cultivation level, you still have to ask me?"

Joan of Arc wondered, under the divine sense, everyone in the holy city should have nothing to hide.

Henry Zhang smiled awkwardly and said: "The way to come here was clouded, the things in our place are a bit difficult to deal with."

Joan of Arc suddenly realized that "our place" naturally refers to the foundation.

Henry Zhang's luck is outrageous, but if it is their "hometown", those unreasonable rule-like containments may indeed work for him.

"So, you came all the way here just to be a signboard?"

Jeanne sneered.

Zhang Xuansheng: ...

He couldn't find a word of rebuttal at this time.

"Tomorrow it will be lifted, and it is right to assume that the other party has given me benefits."

Henry Zhang did not force himself to save face. Although the 24-hour Rubik's Cube was miraculous, after several hours of groping for the characteristics of this seal, he really saw some tricks.

He felt that some of the rules were worthy of reference. Combined with the foundation of his own secret method of the god-sealed door, he might be able to improve to a higher level in the future.

The two were chatting, it seemed that this was not the holy city in ruins, but the continent that was once shrouded in glory.

Time seems to have become quiet, and I can't bear to flow this moment.

The other people present just waited quietly, not even looking up, it was their inner respect.

But at such a rare moment of joyful reunion, a piercing piercing sound sounded, making everyone look up.

Just like the one launched by the Saint Guard of Kantel before, a rocket soared into the sky, but the tiny flame made people nervous.

Zhang Xuansheng looked around, and the temporary built city wall was lit up like a prairie fire, and all the torches on the city wall were ignited in a few breaths.

This is a great waste of resources now, but the knights defending the city still do this, which means that there is a huge threat coming.

"Lancelot, summon all knights to defend the city!"

Joan of Arc made an instant judgment and ordered, her expression was serious, but her eyes were calm, which made Henry Zhang feel a little bit emotional, and he really had a bit of a "general style".

But now is not the time for him to appreciate the growth of Joan of Arc. This is the stronghold of the rebel army, and there are Lancelot and Joan of Arc in command. Ordinary Protestants would not dare to suffer bad luck in this place.

Joan of Arc lit up with a faint brilliance, jumped up, and arrived at the top of the city in an instant, while Henry Zhang trotted along with Lancelot.

When passing by many knights, although they didn't speak, their eyes always looked a little weird.

The man who was proclaimed as a god by Marcie, the Holy Knight Commander Lancelot bowed again, and had a good chat with the Holy Maiden didn't seem to be very fast when he ran.

Yes, Henry Zhang can’t even keep up with Lancelot, who is slightly aroused in fighting spirit now.

It made him feel for the first time how inconvenient he is without cultivation, and how weak he is as a mortal.

"boom--"

On the way to run, he saw the flames shooting up to the sky outside the city, the intermittent flashing of the Holy Light, and the shouts of killing soaring into the sky.

It appears that the encounter has already begun.

After he struggled to climb to the top of the city, he saw the scene outside the city.