"Jeanne, why do you call me Jeanne? Aren't I called the first number?"

"The first name is just a pronoun, that's the name of an object. And you're a human being, so call you by your name, and Jeanne is the name I gave you. ”

"Jeanne, God doesn't forbid you to call me that, so you can call me Jeanne. ”

……

"Sister, father, what are these?"

"Do you really remember what I said casually before?"

"Tell me. ”

"Father, the person who provided you with half of the genetic factors, and sister, who has half of the genetic factors like you. ”

"What about the other half?"

"That's Mother. Half father, half mother, and then you, Jeanne. ”

……

"Why are you so attached to God?"

"God gave me everything. ”

“…… Hehe. ”

"Why are you laughing?"

"No why, just trying to laugh. ”

……

The golden holy light that destroyed everything expanded by dozens of meters, but it just stopped in front of Sykes. Sykes looked at the little girl who was fighting with Tong Jianjun and smiled a little wryly.

It should have just expanded so far, after all, for the sake of the so-called God's will, she can fight with her real father, or with the intention of killing the other party, how can she deliberately restrain her power because she has spoken to herself for a few minutes every day. After all, if you expand a little more, you can touch that person and, of course, yourself......

Parry, constantly parry. It's not that there is no chance to fight back, but that they are unwilling to fight back. The kind of call that comes from the depths of the blood makes people unable to do it at all.

The little girl in front of her is likely to be the culprit of her previous coma, that is, she may be her daughter.

"What about your mother?"

The little girl did not answer, and the holy flag in her hand was still waving with great power.

Tong Jianjun tried, but the power of fraud could not be applied to this little girl. On the other hand, the little girl's previous ability to act on Li Shi was also ineffective against herself.

Is it really the same origin?

"That, in fact, I may be your father, we don't need to fight like this!" Tong Jianjun took the time to say on the way to be flown out by a flag.

The little girl still didn't change her attitude.

"Seventy percent, and thirty percent can cancel each other out?" the red-robed man touched his chin, "but what if the weights on both sides of the scale were changed again?"

In the underground laboratory, the cultivation chambers of the other 1118 test subjects were lit up with complex lines, and at the same time, the same bright lines appeared on the body of the first number.

Invisible threads, intertwined between Hatsu and her sisters, form a vast network.

"Sisters?" muttered Hatsura.

Inheritance, unreasonable inheritance, inheritance like plunder.

Tong Jianjun once again felt the pain like a split soul, as if there were countless pairs of little hands grasping his body, wanting to take everything from him.

However, not only that, the red-robed man 'Chao' also shouted to Tong Jianjun through the intact broadcast.

"Do you feel the call of affection, the affection of the blood, is being demanded from you, my dear lordship, and give the power to your daughters!"

When Tong Jianjun was tossed in pain, the first number did not stop.

Poof—

The sharp tip of the spear penetrated Tong Jianjun's body, revealing a bloody edge behind his back. The white banner was stained red with blood until it was thick and black.

The torn soul finally found an outlet, and violently poured out of the hole in his chest, and rushed into the body of the first one along the blood-drenched holy flag.

"Don't worry, you just need to familiarize yourself with your power as soon as possible and take everything from your father. ”

Sykes's voice suddenly sounded in the mind of the first horn. What poured into one's body was the power of God. The person in front of him is a demon who has stolen the power of God, and he is also his father.

To be honest, Tong Jianjun doesn't quite understand what it's like to be a father. Even with Oda Hitomi, with a mirage and a haze, he has always lacked this sense of substance.

What is the feeling of being a husband when a wife is pregnant, what is the feeling of being a father when a child is born, and what kind of mood should a child feel when he grows up?

Tong Jianjun didn't know.

But he still remembered the joy that rushed out of his heart before he fell into a coma that day, the irrepressible joy.

It's just fun.

Therefore, when facing children, fathers should always have a happy feeling.

Even at this moment, when the child held the holy flag and stabbed him in the chest, Tong Jianjun did not take the initiative to wave the big knife in his hand towards the little girl in front of him.

"By the way, I haven't named you yet. Tong Jianjun suddenly said with a smile.

"I have a name. The little girl said earnestly, "Sykes says my name is Jeanne. ”

"Jeanne, cough ......" Tong Jianjun spat out a mouthful of blood, "I don't really like this name, it sounds too ordinary, not domineering enough." I think that a girl like you who shines with holy light must have the name of a saint like Joan of Arc. ”

Poof—

Sensing that she had completely extracted the power of the gods, the little girl pulled back her holy flag.

"Ahem. Tong Jianjun covered his chest with his hands, but he couldn't stop the blood from flowing out, "Tell the one named Sykes, you are my daughter, so it is my right to name you." Well, God-given rights! That's why you're called Joan of Arc, not Jeanne!"

In fact, now, Tong Jianjun's mind is still thinking about some things that are out of tune. For example, what resurrected himself infinitely was the power of deception, and now it seems that it has all been sucked away, can he still be resurrected?

"Am I really going to die?" Tong Jianjun said to himself. Relying too much on the power of deception gave him an immortal arrogance in his heart, and he had no fear of death.

Even now, it seems that the power of fraud has been lost, and there is not much tension. Death, death, and getting used to it, and there's nothing to be afraid of.

"You won't die! The world of the dimension, how can it be so easy to die!"

Tong Jianjun only felt that he was being picked up by a person, and the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of rosemary.

"Bayonetta?!, how is it here?"

"I felt the breath of Joan of Arc from afar, and when I rushed over to take a look, I found that you didn't even resist being killed. Bayonetta said angrily, "I just wanted to you that day, and you rebelled against me for one night!"

"This, it can't be compared. Tong Jianjun said embarrassedly, "And I'm dying, don't care about these details." ”

"Who said you were going to die, with me, it's hard for you to die!"