In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

Joan of Arc was ready to summon a shadow servant again. The shadow servant she summoned after exhausting all her strategies was not strong enough and might not even be able to take down a single shot from Xiang Yu. But Joan of Arc could no longer care about that and just used whatever skills she could.

"Don't even think about it!"

With a crisp cry, an arrow pierced the air and hit Jeanne's sword stuck in the ground, shattering it. Only one shadow servant was summoned, and it looked like a silhouette. The one summoned was Jill.

"Don't even think about turning the tables while I'm here. For your big brother, you should leave today."

Chloe held the bow and arrow majestically. Her recovered body could only shoot one arrow, but that did not stop Chloe from making threats. If you have the guts, Joan of Arc, you can jump over Xiang Yu and hit me.

"Damn it!"

Her armor was almost completely destroyed, her magic and physical strength were exhausted, and the only weapon she had left was the last broken sword in her hand, but Joan of Arc still stood on the battlefield, just as she said, fighting to the last moment.

"Orientals."

Joan of Arc suddenly called out to Ouyang Falcon, and Xiang Yu also stopped.

"Tell me your name. You and your people ruined Jill's plan and defeated me, but I don't know your name yet."

"Ouyang Falcon, if you want a more formal name, you can also call me **Falcon."

Ouyang Xuan said both of his names.

"Ou and Zhang, how come you Orientals have the same messed up names as the Romans?"

Joan of Arc said disdainfully, perhaps because of her low level of education, she did not quite understand the naming rules of the Romans and the mainland.

"My name is Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc d'Arc. Remember, I'm not that stupid white saint who wants to save the country. I'm a witch who wants to destroy France and kill the false god! I fought to the very end. Even if I die, I'd rather die at the stake like that white guy."

"so……"

Jeanne laughed wildly, full of vigor and vigor. "This is the roar of my soul, forged by hatred! Roar! My rage!"

Joan of Arc squeezed out the last of her magic power, and even the fact that her spiritual base had begun to break did not hinder her movements.

"Lord..."

Xiang Yu looked at Ouyang Xuan. Everyone else wanted Xiang Yu to attack directly and give Joan of Arc a sneak attack and a final blow while she was charging her treasure, but Ouyang Xuan gave Xiang Yu a serious nod.

"I will raise mountains with my strength and cover the world with my spirit. I will demonstrate my martial arts here! My strength can raise mountains and my spirit can cover the world!"

The second green magic wave collided with the red magic fire, and the huge energy swept across the entire battlefield. Hei Honghong stood in front of Ouyang Sun, blocking the sweeping gale for him and Chloe. Lulutia used a shield to block the impact of the gale in front of herself and Kallen. Yu Ji and Ying Zheng were fine even when facing the gale head-on.

This collision was not as intense and long-lasting as the first one. After the two Noble Phantasms came into contact, they only stalemated for a few seconds before Xiang Yu's Noble Phantasm shattered Joan of Arc's Noble Phantasm with overwhelming advantage. During this process, Xiang Yu did not get more magic power from Ying Zheng. He wanted to defeat Joan of Arc with a fairer battle.

When the smoke cleared, Xiang Yu and Joan of Arc were still standing on the battlefield. Xiang Yu stood with a gun in his hand, looking majestic like a god of war, while Joan of Arc knelt on one knee with her body collapsed. The golden spirit's exit effect had spread all over her body, but her originally violent and ostentatious black armor had faded and turned into a soft and holy white armor, and her gray-silver hair was dyed gold.

Joan of Arc used to be filled with violence and arrogance, but now she is surrounded by a gentle and warm temperament. The violent magic power like a raging fire has been extinguished and turned into a warm and flickering bonfire by the hearth. The battle is over. Joan of Arc has changed from the witch who destroyed the country to the white moonlight that Gilles will never forget, the savior of France, Joan of Arc.

"Thank you, travelers from the East, for stopping me."

Joan of Arc raised her head and smiled kindly and gently.

"If it weren't for you, not only this city, but France, the Apennines, and Germany would have suffered a great disaster. Please allow me to pay you my highest respect and thank you for stopping me. During this crisis, I could only watch helplessly from within my body like a bystander, unable to do anything. I truly feel ashamed of God's great love."

"Are you the real Joan of Arc? Joan of Arc."

Ouyang Sun came forward.

Chloe and Hei Honghong were still looking at Joan of Arc warily. Xiang Yu was already being pulled by Yu Ji's neck, jumping around to celebrate another victory of the great King of Chu.

"The term 'saint' is really an exaggeration. I have always felt that I was just doing what I should do, because it was all guided by the Lord's will."

Hearing the title of saint, Joan of Arc felt a little embarrassed.

"You are already a saint, Miss Joan of Arc, for being able to hear the Lord's guidance."

Kallen said.

“Oh, is that so?”

Although Joan of Arc was canonized as a saint, due to her cultural level of burning books and burying scholars during her lifetime, she actually did not know much about the details of the church. Otherwise, she would not have been framed by the British and burned at the stake.

"Joan of Arc, no, my Joan of Arc! Don't, don't leave me again. We, we must take revenge together, revenge on France that abandoned you!"

Shadow Servant originally had no independent consciousness. When the witch's Black Jeanne left, the soul of the Heroic Spirit in the body ran out, and Jill's soul and the Shadow Servant's body were combined again, temporarily recovering him. However, the summoning of Black Jeanne was not thorough, and Jill's Shadow Servant's body was incomplete, and his legs were still in nothingness.

"Joan of Arc, come back! Do not return to Valhalla. That is not your home. The real world is your paradise. Let us complete our revenge together. Let the flames of France bear witness to your resurrection."

"Jill..."

Looking at Gilles, who looked like a skeleton crawling towards her on the ground and was completely different from the elegant knight in her memory, Joan of Arc felt heartbroken and blamed herself.

"Gill, I don't hate France, I love it."

116

Chapter 116 Singularity F.

"Gill, I don't hate France, I love it."

Joan of Arc's words were like a knife stabbing into Gilles' heart. His dark crawling movements stopped there. He was stunned, his lips trembling violently but he couldn't utter a word.

"Joan of Arc... you don't hate France... you don't... hate us... who are incompetent... and can only watch you die at the stake...?"

"This is my destiny. I don't hate anyone or anything."

Joan of Arc's gradually collapsing body was very weak. Kneeling on one knee was already her limit. It was even more difficult for her to stand up and get closer to Jill. Her body was swaying and she was about to fall when a hand grabbed her.

"You have helped me again, traveler from the East."

"I just told you my name."

Ouyang Jun helped Joan of Arc up. This action made Chloe and Hei Honghong anxious. Ouyang Jun's own health was not very good, but he still helped others.

"Sorry, sorry, because at that time my subjective consciousness was still similar to that of a bystander, and I don't remember your oriental name very well...ah."

Joan of Arc's face was full of embarrassment. Compared with her previous crazy look, she now looked like a typical French country girl.

"Ouyang Falcon, remember this."

"Well, Ouyang...Falcon."

When Joan of Arc read this name, she stared at Ouyang Xuan in a daze, as if she didn't know Ouyang Xuan as a person, but knew this name.

"what happened?"

"Ah, it's okay, nothing happened."

Joan of Arc quickly covered up the past, although it was useless and all she did was act. At the end, Joan of Arc cautiously asked, "Mr. Falcon, how old is your child this year?"

Joan of Arc mistook Ouyang Xuan's name for Europa and called him by the name she thought was her surname.

"Children? I don't have any children yet."

Ouyang Xuan didn't expect that Joan of Arc would ask this question.

"You don't have any children yet. Are you younger? Oh, I should ask."

Joan of Arc finally added in a way that made things even more obvious, saying that there was really nothing wrong.

Joan of Arc was supported and brought to Jill. She half-knelt down and looked at Jill lovingly.

"Jill, you did something extreme and inappropriate, right? To revive me."

"Joan of Arc...me."

Gil lowered his head in shame. When Joan of Arc wanted to touch his hand, Gil immediately shook it off. How could these hands stained with the blood of children be touched by the saint? He should go to hell. It was a mistake for him to appear in Valhalla. His only destination should be the burning hell.

"Go and atone your sins, Jill."

"Do I...do I still have a chance to atone for my sins?"

"Yes, after we have atonement for our sins, we will go together to accept the Lord's judgment."

Joan of Arc had a resolute expression.

"No, I am the guilty one. I am the one who did evil to resurrect you. You are not guilty. You are not guilty! You are holy, you are glorious, and you are not guilty!"

"Jill..."

Joan of Arc's tone became serious and heavy. "This is your sin and mine. I will atone for it with you."

"No, no, no, it's all my fault. It's me, it's me who has tarnished the glory of the Saint. It's me, it's me, ah ah ah!"

He realized that Joan of Arc, who should have been pure and spotless, had killed hundreds of children in order to resurrect her because of his extremely foolish plan. This act was like ink, leaving an indelible stain on Joan of Arc's pure and sacred achievements. Because of his foolish behavior, when people sang the praises of the saint's achievements, the stain would be more conspicuous than the black spot in the middle of the sun.

Jill completely collapsed. He felt that he was the one who had tarnished the saint's name the most. He was the stain on the saint. There was only one way to wash away this stain. That was to atone for his sins. He had to atone for his sins in hell, in the human world, in the distorted history, and in the world of blank paper.

"I am wrong, I am guilty, Saint."

"Joan of Arc, may I ask you a favor?"

Gilles burst into tears of pain and humbly begged for Joan of Arc's forgiveness.

"Do you want me to kill you, Jill?"

"Please let me be killed by the Saint as the first step to atonement."

Joan of Arc did not agree to Gil immediately, but looked at Ouyang Xuan. Gil was his prisoner of war, and he should be the one to sentence Gil. After Ouyang Xuan nodded silently, Joan of Arc stood up and drew out the sword from the scabbard at her waist. This was the sword she got back after she turned back into the form of a saint. The original one had been broken by Chloe.

"Gildred, in the name of the Lord, I will bring down divine punishment upon you. Will you confess your sin and accept the punishment?"

"I plead guilty."

The Shadow Servant's body was already on the verge of collapse, like a broken house that would collapse with a kick. The moment Jeanne's sword pierced Gilles' body, the man who had been in pain since Jeanne's death retreated with a smile.

Joan of Arc has also reached her limit. Her body has become translucent and the sword in her hand has disappeared. That little bit of magic power is not enough to maintain it.

"Ms. Karen, thank you for teaching me the spell of judgment."

"It is my honor to help you, Miss Jeanne."

Kallen humbly returned the greeting.

The chant before killing Jill was a spell used in the church to execute heretics and heinous criminals. Because it was developed after Joan of Arc's death, Joan of Arc did not know about this spell, and it was Kallen who taught her on the spot.

"It's time for me to go."

Finally, Jeanne apologized to Ouyang Falcon and his group and said, "I am also responsible for this crisis. If you need me in the future, please don't hesitate to call me. No matter the time or distance, I will respond to your call."

"This is not your responsibility. You take all the blame on yourself. You are not a saint, you are just a pushover."

Ouyang Xuan didn't think that Joan of Arc should not be held responsible for this matter, as she was already dead at that time.

"Ahahaha, Mr. Hayabusa is worthy of being the one who saved him at Singularity F. Even the words he said are the same."

"F? Who did I save?"

"That's information that can't be made public yet."

"As a saint, shouldn't you refrain from lying?"

"I've already said I'm not a saint. That title is too heavy..."

Joan of Arc left her last words in this world when her body completely dissipated. However, she did not return to Valhalla. In another world, she had new tasks and work.

At this point, the witch crisis in Vienna has completely ended. The casualties of the Teutonic Knights are still being counted, and the property losses are astronomical. This place is on the Danube River in Vienna, one of the places with the highest housing prices, but with the help of the local Teutonic Knights and allies from the East, this crisis was safely overcome.

The heavy dark clouds dispersed, and the sky of Vienna finally appeared again. The evening sunlight was like gold pouring down on this tragic battlefield.

"Master Ou, please go back to the hotel and rest. It's too late for you to leave now. So many things have happened today. The runway at Vienna Airport was damaged in the aftermath of Master Yu Ji's explosion. However, if Master Ou wants to take our Deutsche Bahn, that's not impossible."

"The rest of the battlefield cleanup work will be handed over to the Teutonic Knights and the Church. You should all get some rest. There may be a celebration banquet tonight or tomorrow night. If Lord Ou hasn't left yet, please be sure to come."

"at last."

Kallen placed her hands on her knees and bowed deeply to Ouyang Falcon and his group. "On behalf of the Church and the Teutonic Knights, I, Kallen Aldessia, would like to express my gratitude for your great assistance."

After the battle, when Ouyang Jun took out his cell phone, he found that it had broken down at some point. He had no choice but to borrow a phone from a member of the Teutonic Knights who had arrived to report to Yang Nai that he was safe. This was Ouyang Jun's habit. Although Yang Nai seemed very relaxed on the other end of the phone, Ouyang Jun could also tell that Yang Nai was still a little nervous.

Even if he had sufficient knowledge and understanding of Ouyang Xuan's strength, how could he not be worried when his lover went out to do a job where he might die?

"Ouyang, come back soon, let's go out for a good meal together. Love you."

"Hey, hey, hey, Moshimoshi, Ouyang Sang, where's your answer?"

Under the constant urging of Yang Nai on the other end of the phone, Ouyang Sun said: "I love you, Yang Nai."

"hey-hey."

-

In Antarctica, a building shrouded in a blizzard stands out. When the whole world falls into silence, only here can one hear extremely faint sounds of human activity. Here are the only dozens of humans left in the world, two heroic spirits, and a girl who has gained the power of a heroic spirit.

"Um……"