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As if they had felt the arrival of death, all the courage, hope and hatred of the revolutionaries reached their limit at this moment. They stumbled to the ground, opened their eyes wide in horror, and looked at the light of death that bloomed in front of them with unwillingness.

However, under the scarlet light.

A girl's figure arrived first.

Everyone saw a floating flag.

"My God is here!"

Joan of Arc inserted the flag flying in his hand straight into the ground, clasped his hands tightly, and made a gesture of prayer. At this moment, the golden light was lit up, and even covered with scarlet light in an instant. The fierce collision between the two was not as earth-shaking as everyone imagined.

But silently.

The red light representing death and destruction dissipates before your eyes like snow melts, while the golden light symbolizing hope and protection covers the entire world.

Everyone is bathed in this golden light.

They felt their peaceful and peaceful hearts, their sense of being guarded, and their existence standing in front of all of them under the flying flag.

god.

Everyone couldn't help but kneel down and lay on the land sheltered by God, just like a wronged child returning to his mother's arms, crying loudly.

Even included generals of the Revolutionary Army.

Including Bartley.

This is the power that Joan of Arc now shows when using her original power.

At this moment.

Seleu, who was watching not far away, seemed to be shocked.

She had seen the hatred in Heizhen's eyes that seemed to devour the world, but at this moment, this was the care that she wanted to protect everyone like a god.

She seemed to understand suddenly.

Giving all the love to the person you should love, and giving all the hatred to the person you should hate is the lifestyle that Joan of Arc showed her.

It should also be the most suitable lifestyle for her.

Asdes, who felt all this up close, was also shocked.

What shocked her was this power.

"It easily blocked the attack of the Supreme Emperor's Tool and protected such a huge land." Esdes stared at Joan of Arc tightly, his throat feeling dry for the first time in history. "So, are you the most powerful person?"

She really didn't expect it.

The one who fought with her was not the most powerful person, but the one who was truly powerful was an existence that she ignored from beginning to end.

Artoria: "???"

"Do you think I'm weak?" she couldn't help but say, "I can't ignore it if I do this, so let you see, one tenth of my true strength."

"It's better to use one fifty." Joan of Arc interrupted at this time, "Don't be willful. If one tenth of the time, the imperial capital might be destroyed by you. One fifty is enough. We only need to defeat the most powerful enemies and let the revolutionary army know what to do."

As I spoke, the golden light had slowly dissipated.

The frustrated little emperor did not seem to intend to give up.

The red light condenses again.

However, people are no longer afraid, because the emotions left by the golden light remain in their hearts.

Everyone looked up at the slowly rising figure.

"Then it's one fifty." Artoria seemed to be eager to fly, and raised the sword in her hand in front of the red light, "Look at it carefully, Asdes, this is the power that symbolizes my king, and it is also victory and glory, Exalibur!"

As if to show everyone the power that is truly condensed from themselves, Artoria, like Joan of Arc, did not choose the skills that were opened from the jar, but chose his own treasure.

The sword that condensed the power of faith and oath gathered in her hand formed a lightsword that penetrated the heaven and earth, and then waved it fiercely towards the imperial instrument in front of her with shouts.

The light of the lightsaber confronts the scarlet light head-on.

The power of the Emperor's Gu could not even be achieved for a moment of stalemate.

Completely one-sided melting.

After the light released by the lightsaber ended, the thick clouds in the sky were divided into two by the sword, and the sunlight shone down from the sword marks and shone across the entire imperial capital.

Everyone sees it clearly.

The entire upper body of the supreme imperial instrument, which symbolized the power of the empire and the glory of thousands of years, had completely melted away and collapsed with the imperial palace.

it's over.

Everyone was bathed in the sun, looking dazed.

They looked at each other and patted each other on their shoulders, as if they finally recovered.

They won!

Some people wanted to cheer, but they quickly suppressed themselves. Everyone looked at the two girls standing in front with admiration.

No, two gods.

From beginning to end, they did not fight any battle, and neither the Aesdes or the Supreme Emperor's sudden appearance behind them were far from what they could win.

This should have been a battle filled with despair and death.

That should have been.

but!

The gods have come.

All can ensure that in the biography decades and hundreds of years later, people will say that two gods from heaven led people to destroy the evil empire and save the world.

They might erect statues of gods in various parts of the empire.

Establish a church.

Pray for God's mercy and blessing.

Just thinking about it this way is so beautiful that people want to cry.

Artoria slowly landed in mid-air, looked at the Yezhe people approaching here, and then looked at the astonished Aesdes, who seemed to be stunned, as if she wanted to laugh, but for the sake of the king's majesty, she still held it in her arms.

"How?" she asked, "my king's pledge to victory."

What else can Esdes say?

Is this one-fifty-one-fifty-power?

Even she was a little dazed at this time.

It seemed as if she had recalled the time when she came to the imperial capital alone and for the first time she had seen the power and magic of the imperial envoy.

That is a force beyond imagination.

Asdes was extremely sure, and then his eyes became furious.

"Are you God? No, the existence of this power is God. How can we have such power?"

For Esdes, pursuing battle and pursuing strength is her instinct and her wish.

Najeta, who came, heard this sentence.

He pursed his lips and sighed.

"You are still the same."

However, Esdes just glanced at her and immediately turned his head and looked at Artoria again.

There was no defeated man in her eyes.

"You will know when it's over," replied Artoria, "I said that what separates us is not strength or belief, but the world."