This second dimension is too immortal

"Zhao Si? Zhao Si? Are you okay?"

"...Joan of Arc?"

The dead silent battlefield scene slowly disappeared from Zhao Si's sight, and his pupils regained focus. Zhao Si looked at Joan of Arc in front of him and said uncertainly.

"Yes, it's me. Um, are you okay?" Joan of Arc continued to ask.

"..."

Hearing this, Zhao Si opened his mouth, and suddenly, he noticed his outstretched right hand and the huge sand pit that fanned outward in the direction of his right hand.

Suddenly, his consciousness completely returned to clear, and he understood his situation.

"I'm fine, sorry. I just thought of something and couldn't help but get lost in thought." Zhao Si rubbed his brows and said apologetically.

For some reason, those scenes suddenly appeared in Zhao Si's mind, and he couldn't help but immerse himself deeply in them.

Finally, when the red figure waved the golden spear at him, he instinctively reacted with a counterattack.

So what are those images all about?

He was thinking with some doubts in his mind. In fact, when he saw the red figure, he already had the answer in his mind, but it still couldn't explain why he saw such a picture.

"Is this...really alright? Are you too tired? Otherwise, I'll guard the first half of the night, and you can rest for a while."

On the other hand, Joan of Arc didn't know what Zhao Si was thinking. She just thought that Zhao Si was absent from work because he was too tired.

You know, five days have passed since they started traveling together, and during these five days, the two of them have hardly had any rest.

There was nothing they could do about it. After all, Zhao Si had been killing people all the way and had already entered a very deep area. Although there were not many illusory creatures left around, their number was not something the two of them could deal with. If they wanted to leave, they could only be vigilant at all times and move forward little by little in the direction they came from.

Five days of sleepless nights while maintaining a high level of mental tension would have been too much for an ordinary person to bear. Although both of them were heroic spirits, heroic spirits are not immune to fatigue, and they were exhausted after five days.

"No, I'm fine, you continue to sleep." Hearing this, Zhao Si shook his head and said.

To be honest, compared to Zhao Si, Joan of Arc should be more tired along the way. After all, because of his soul, Zhao Si could not exert much strength at all. Ninety percent of the unexpected situations encountered along the way were handled by Joan of Arc.

This was the reason why he initially proposed taking turns to keep watch, and that was why he let Joan of Arc rest first while he kept watch.

What Zhao Si didn't expect was that he encountered such a situation just when he had a chance to relax a little.

"Well... okay, but if you really feel sleepy, then wake me up." Hearing this, Joan of Arc hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.

She really felt very tired. She was awakened from a deep sleep. After confirming that everything was fine, an even deeper feeling of tiredness surged into her heart.

Lying on her side on the sand dune, Joan of Arc soon fell into a deep sleep.

Taking his eyes off Joan of Arc, Zhao Si sat down with his back against the sand dune and looked up at the stars in the sky.

From a physical perspective, five days of sleepless nights did bring Zhao Si a sense of physical fatigue. After all, it was a body that was obtained accidentally, and it was good enough that he could hold on to this extent.

However, on the spiritual level, Zhao Si has not felt the slightest bit of fatigue until now.

He could clearly feel that the changes in his soul were becoming weaker and weaker. The reason why he was able to unconsciously punch out such a big hole before meant that the time for him to fully recover his strength was not far away.

What kind of changes will occur?

Zhao Si didn't know, but this didn't stop him from eagerly hoping to recover his strength.

Because not long ago, he successfully got good news from the system - the world coordinates where Sha Tiao Aige is currently located have been found!

Chapter 624 Recovery

"Um..."

Under the sand dunes, the woman sleeping on her side uttered a word in her sleep, then slowly opened her eyes.

"Hmm... is it daybreak?"

Joan of Arc sat up slowly and rubbed her eyes. She looked ahead in a daze. The darkness had faded away and the day was now bright.

"...Wait a minute! Is it daybreak?!"

Joan of Arc stared blankly at everything in front of her, then suddenly came to her senses and realized that she had slept until dawn?!

Didn’t Zhao Si wake himself up?

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc noticed that she had a white robe on her body.

"These are his clothes..."

After traveling together for so long, Joan of Arc naturally recognized at a glance that these were Zhao Si's clothes. It was obvious that Zhao Si not only did not call her to get up in the second half of the night, but instead put his clothes on her.

"Where did he go?"

Joan of Arc stood up with some doubts and looked around, but she did not find Zhao Si, only found traces left by him.

"Did you discover anything?"

Looking at the footprints on the yellow sand, it is not difficult to see from the traces that have not yet been buried by the wind and sand that the time Zhao Si left was not long after she woke up.

Do you want to go over and take a look?

Joan of Arc was a little hesitant. After thinking about it, she finally decided to wait for a while. If Zhao Si had not returned after a while, she would follow the footprints he left behind to take a look.

Returning to the original sand dunes, Joan of Arc waited quietly.

The good news was that not long after, she saw a figure from afar walking back from the direction Zhao Si left.

Joan of Arc raised her hand and waved towards Zhao Si. However, the next second, what she didn't expect was that Zhao Si, who was originally some distance away from her, suddenly disappeared from the distance, and then appeared in front of her the next moment.

"You're awake, good morning."

I saw Zhao Si holding something that looked like fruit in his hand and greeting Joan of Arc.

"Uh...you...just now...could it be that..."

With her mouth slightly open, Joan of Arc looked at Zhao Si in surprise.

"Well, I have almost recovered, just this morning." Zhao Si replied with a smile, knowing very well what Joan of Arc wanted to ask.

Just when the first ray of light appeared in this world, Zhao Si's soul completely ended the changes that lasted for five days. Now he has recovered his original strength.

"So that's how it is..." Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc nodded, then looked at the fruit in Zhao Si's arms, her eyes again filled with inquiry.

“These fruits…”

"We are almost out of this desert." Zhao Si said, placing the fruits in front of Joan of Arc.

This world unexpectedly has many types of landforms, including plains, forests, deserts, etc. Zhao Si and Joan of Arc have walked through the plains and forests in these five days, and are now about to reach the end of the desert.

"Just now, I discovered some phantoms... well, in your words, those dark shadows. They didn't notice us, but passed by us."

"But just in case, I followed them. I originally planned to kill those illusions, but unexpectedly, I got an unexpected gain." Zhao Si said, glancing at Joan of Arc who was listening to his narration carefully.

"Perhaps, we will soon be able to return to the front line you mentioned before, built by you heroic spirits."

"Huh? You mean!" Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc looked at Zhao Si with some surprise.

The two people's original plan, in addition to looking for Jeanne's companions, was to find a way back.

As for where to return to, of course, in this world, it is not just Joan of Arc and her companions who are fighting against illusions.

Through Jeanne's description, Zhao Si could roughly imagine the situation in the Type-Moon world. Regarding the illusion, perhaps the Type-Moon world was really like Gensokyo, with an independent world specifically used to fight against illusionary creatures.

The main force against the imaginary creatures are naturally the heroic spirits that have existed throughout history and are engraved on the Throne of Heroes.

Joan of Arc had previously told Zhao Si that after the heroic spirits realized that the illusions could not be completely destroyed or killed, they established a line of defense at the entrance to the Type-Moon world to resist the invasion of the illusions.

Just now, Zhao Si followed those illusions and found the defense line that Joan of Arc mentioned.

"Just 10 kilometers away from here is a mountainous area, right?" Zhao Si said.

"That's right, the front line is built on the mountains. I didn't expect you to really find it!" Joan of Arc said excitedly.

At first, she got separated from her companions, and then followed Zhao Si for a long distance. She could no longer find the route back to the front line, and could only rely on her general impression to grope forward with Zhao Si.

Fortunately, she was always walking on the relatively correct route and finally found the way back.

"We found traces of your companions nearby before. I think they have already returned to the front line." Zhao Si said.

"Well, since the front line is not far from here, they should have gone back." Joan of Arc nodded.

The two did not find Joan of Arc's companions along the way, but only found some traces of battle and what seemed to be marks left for Joan of Arc.

"Then let's go without further ado. You should have rested enough, right? Do you want to eat something? Although you are a heroic spirit, you should feel hungry, right?" Zhao Si said as he picked up an apple and handed it to Joan of Arc.

Speaking of which, after five days of communication, Zhao Si discovered that although Joan of Arc was a heroic spirit, she was surprisingly no different from a living person.

According to Joan of Arc, although their resistance in all aspects has been improved to a level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve, they still have the same hunger, fatigue and other conditions as humans.

If we must say something, instead of calling them heroic spirits, it would be better to say that they have been given new life when they stepped into this world, and can continue to use the powerful power they had as heroic spirits.

It is precisely because of this that, considering that Joan of Arc has not eaten for five consecutive days, even if she has built up some resistance, she should be starving now.

"Ah... well, okay..."

Hearing this, Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, took the apple from Zhao Si's hand and took a bite.

"....Zhao Si, will you stay after we return to the front line?" Joan of Arc asked Zhao Si while eating in small bites, as if she had thought of something.

"No, if I were still the same as before and had not recovered my strength, maybe I would choose to stay with you for a few days, but now, I have important things to do." Zhao Si said.

"That's it..."

Hearing this, Joan of Arc nodded without being surprised, but she felt a little regretful.

"Okay, let's go."

Soon, after Zhao Si temporarily filled his stomach with the fruits he brought back, Joan of Arc said to Zhao Si.

Zhao Si nodded, then took Joan of Arc towards the front line.

Chapter 625 Separation

"goo"

In front of a low bush, there was a pitch-black beast covered in heavy armor, looking like a tiger. It was crouching on the ground, sniffing the air with its nose alertly.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, there was a sound and a whip hit the ground next to the beast.

"What are you doing? Come here quickly." An impatient voice sounded, and a man slowly walked up from behind the beast.

"Roar...."

Hearing the sound, the beast immediately retreated to the side, and then kept looking at the bushes where it had stopped before, as if reminding the man.

"Hmm? What's the problem?"

Coming to the beast, the man rubbed the beast's huge head with one hand while looking at the bushes.

"Is there something in there?" the man asked.

"Gu..." The beast let out a low growl from its throat and nodded its head.

"I see. Then..."

"boom!!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the man stretched out his hand, and the next moment, raging flames burst out from his palm, devouring the bush and everything around it.

Looking at the blazing fire, the man had a wanton smile on his face, but it didn't take long for the expression on his face to turn cold.

Turning to look at the beast, the man's words became cold: "Where is the thing you were talking about?"

"Ow..."

Ignoring the man's words, the beast continued to crouch low, staring into the flames as a threatening roar escaped from its throat.

"Asshole, are you kidding me? You're really asking for..."

Seeing that the beast ignored him, the man suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart. He ignored the beast's rapid roar and was just about to step forward to teach the beast a lesson. However, the next moment, two figures suddenly rushed out from the sea of ​​flowers and headed straight for the man and the beast.

"puff..."

“Ahh!! Ugh…”

The snow-white sword blade instantly pierced through the man's body. The man had just time to let out a scream when a big hand twisted his neck the next moment, and he was completely dead.

"Roar..."

"Oh!"

Seeing this, the beast was about to roar to the sky in warning, but before it could raise its voice, a flagpole suddenly hit its chin and sent it flying into the air.

At the same time, a silver light flashed, and the flying sword blade directly pierced the beast's head, killing it completely.