Joan of Arc's ability from the heart core is the ability to naturally switch between organisms and inorganic matter, which can be born naturally from the body, as a variety of weapons in the machine, and can also be emitted as a firearm, so that life becomes an existence that cannot be clearly defined between machinery and body.

And the Taiyu Heart Core also gives Joan of Arc a choice, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to break the heart core fragments, she will always be just an energy supply in the engine, and once Joan of Arc chooses to accept the power of God, she will be reborn.

The horror of the Taiyu Heart Core is not how powerful and transcendent its power is, but through the ability to foresee the future, it can see through the hearts of every chess piece.

It had foreseen Joan of Arc's betrayal in various ways, but he believed that once Joan of Arc chose to fully accept the powers she had given her, she would become her true guardian.

Because no one can give up the desire for life and destroy the black man 01 that Hufta is proud of, Joan of Arc has nothing to be happy about, and the red sea that overturned the river is just like her mood.

She looked at her palm and was silent for a long time, just a rhythmic contraction, that fleshy touch, the contraction of real muscles and skin, all of which had forgotten such feelings.

Joan of Arc didn't want to admit it, but the Tai Yu Heart Core had really affected her state of mind, because the Tai Yu Heart Core gave her a true heart.

The beating heart is so likeable.

"Do you like yourself like this?" Kun, who had been sitting on a bench next to him, stepped forward and put his coat on Joan of Arc's shoulders.

"Don't cover my body, it's been a long time since I've seen them as they are." Joan of Arc didn't care about any shame, she showed off her body on the smooth glazed pavement that had been fired by the attack—a well-proportioned, toned body without a trace of fat, and it was so beautiful.

"You used to tell me that you were mechanical, emotionless, and loyal, but now that God has given you everything you desire most, you should understand who really cares about you, right?" Kun elaborated gently, and the gesture was not tactful at all.

"I don't know if I really care, but the feeling of being able to breathe is so fucking cool! I don't understand, why do so many people like to abandon their physical bodies and pursue mechanical strengthening? What could be happier than being alive? Joan of Arc sighed and turned away, "Let's go, we still have work to attend to, and we've killed one, and fifty-nine, and it's so annoying to let them run around the city." ”

"You don't need to bother, Loria has already arranged everything, let's go back, there is more important work going on." After Kun finished speaking, he had already walked in the direction of the research institute, and the research on human ionization must be watched by a special person.

At this time, the city of Sydney has begun to be in a melee, many black men are alone, and the tasks they perform include destroying hospitals, military facilities, major transportation and scientific research institutions, etc.

They walked in groups of twos or on their own, and became the supreme group of guerrillas in the huge city, each of them carrying a powerful armed force, and in order to complete the mission, they could even use tactical nuclear bombs to carry out targeted explosions.

This raid is of great significance to Hufta, because it is the strongest military technology of the Black Gold Group that plays in the front row, representing the advantage of the arms race for at least the next 10 years, and it must not be defeated.

For example, a group of four black men used to attack a military base climbed through the towering electric shock wall from two directions and entered the interior, and they continued to split into high explosives and scattered all corners of the base.

However, when one of the black men opened the door of the hangar, he saw a pair of red eyes inside. In the military base, which should not be a single person, countless mutant angels suddenly rushed out, and they frantically pounced on the Black Hero team, tearing their vinyl skin with fangs and claws, and began the most murderous melee combat.

On the huge display screen of the command center, one after another black heroes began to be attacked by angels, these monsters that had only attacked the command center at the beginning, but now they are engulfing the existence of black heroes with an ant-like numerical advantage.

No matter how good the Black Warrior Combat Mech is, in this kind of melee with too many enemies to count, all the display of ability becomes a display of mobile escape ability.

The Black Heroes are retreating frantically, so much so that they run whenever they see the road, but the results are not ideal.

There is a Black Man who tries to use a tactical nuclear bomb to self-detonate an attack, but as soon as he opens the missile embarrassment on the palm of his hand, it will be sprayed with a highly corrosive slime, which will penetrate into the mechanical body and be melted away immediately.

These newborn angels are a little smaller than when they attacked the command center, but their movements and reactions are more flexible, and they cooperate tacitly, looking at the calculations on the screen, the number of these so-called angels has actually appeared to be marked 5,000......

The concept of 5,000 is that 5,000 people have lost their human form and become the existence of this beast. Loria has created the most cohesive defenses with bacteria, and the entire Sanctuary has become a purgatory for outside attackers.

The battle of Longinus, the first encounter, was like being broken by the enemy's spear.

It was only 30 minutes after the Black Heroes troops landed, and all the pictures on the display screen in front of them turned into snowflakes.

Hufta didn't have to think about it to know that all the orders placed in front of him had become paper for wiping his buttocks, and there was no way to carry them out anymore.

"Okay, it's back to the starting line, thank you all for your hard work this day, let's rest first." Hufta hadn't slept all night, and after giving the order to rest, he turned and walked towards the exit.

Ilian then left the command center and walked to Hufta's side.

"Chief Hofta, what are you going to do next?" Illian fears that Hufta's spirit will be frustrated, and she has no intention of fighting.

"Take a bath, eat, sleep, watch a movie, that's probably it?" Hufta yawned and hugged the back of his head, seemingly as if the first wave of losses had not caused him much of a psychological burden.

"Won't resting like this affect morale?" Ilian was surprised.

"Morale? This kind of thing is far less important than rest, and it is always more popular to let the soldiers rest than to send them to their deaths. Since there is no good way, stopping is the best option. Hufta smiled.

"How long will it take for this war to break through the defenses of Sydney City?" Elion worried.

"Actually, I don't know, it depends on the will of God, the staff officers will continue to discuss the plan, the war will inevitably be prolonged, this is a war to kill God, and it is inevitable that it will be long." Hufta was not in a hurry.

"If you need any help from the federal government, please feel free to ask, and here I am also your subordinate." Iliann put herself in the right place.

"Actually, you've done better than any other president, and you don't have to put so much pressure on yourself. There are really few things you do about war, just be a spectator and watch quietly. If you really want to do something? I wish you could pull that guy down from the sky, he's better than any plan. Hufta smiled and pointed to the top of his head.