The wind and sand of the wasteland suddenly changed direction, and a courtyard that was not supposed to exist appeared in the blurred vision. An ancient forest of thorns sprawled out from beneath the courtyard, and a variety of puppet soldiers were born. The courtyard itself is a fusion of several war-type assault techniques, and is protected by multiple gravity images. I have to say that some of the dull methods are a bit surprising.

The Casters sensed that Joan of Arc was free to move through space, but they couldn't. So they simply forcibly attached the power of Joan of Arc or a certain breath to the courtyard, and thus succeeded in opening up the world of mental imagery in the courtyard. Of course, these mental worlds can't affect the outside, but they are enough to be the guardians of the courtyard.

The realm of the Forest of Thorns is spreading rapidly, and the number of puppets is proliferating. Although the individual stats of these puppets are pitifully low, even hundreds or thousands of them may not be able to kill an enemy. But as an obstacle to support the enemy, it is just right, and the Heroic Spirit can also kill some unintentional guys on the side. Rao is so, Joan of Arc's Heroic Soul Attrition is still in an unacceptable range.

The enemy's abilities are too strange and changeable.

The result of this is probably that Joan of Arc will be consumed alive by these puppets.

"It's not optimistic. "Although I am not trusted by the Calamity Spirit, I am probably still familiar with some of the basic characteristics of the Calamity. But I don't know what the reason is, in the disaster system, her luck has always been in a moderate level, and it will not lead to some more tragic situations because of the continuous negative luck of the disaster system. In other words, she doesn't have to think too much about some unlucky ending that is too extreme.

Merely...... Death may be inevitable.

After the spread of the Thorn Forest, there was a problem with the perception of all the other party. The hazy mist of the Thorn Forest has a distinctly confusing effect, and of course it is poisonous! When the first victim appears, the puppets apparently begin to prepare for the dispersal of the fog or the antidote technique. It's just that it's too sweet, how can this level of technique be able to guard against those miscellaneous things. As for the fools who burned down the Thorn Forest, or were ready to smash down the courtyard, they tossed around.

The next thing is, wait for the other.

Joan of Arc gets a not-so-detailed understanding from the calamity, and the description is very confusing and even contradictory. This shows that Calamity's understanding of the other is actually very one-sided, so Joan of Arc only refers to some.

The same can be used as a reference for information:

First, the other cannot be destroyed.

Second, the other cannot communicate.

Thirdly, the other cannot leave hell.

Fourth, the other will chase all sinners who have been banished to hell, kill them, put them on the altar and randomly resurrect them to another place in hell, and then continue this never-ending chase.

"It seems that you can't be caught at the altar by others. "It's troublesome to randomly resurrect to another place in hell, so let's wait for the master to resurrect himself.

The other huge figure was still in the distance, but with a few earth-shattering steps, it had already arrived in front of the courtyard. The huge body, the courtyard is as small as a teacup, ridiculous, and can be grasped at will. The other huge hand grabbed the courtyard at once, and the sound of the outer wall crumbling was incessant. However, because of the multi-gravity image of the world, it seems that it can be ......

Boom!

The courtyard was shattered by the other, and several Heroic Spirits were immediately sent back to Valhalla. The Forest of Thorns withered most of a sudden, and the puppet soldiers disappeared a lot. Joan of Arc was a little shocked by this unreasonable arrogance and strength, this is not an existence she can delay at all!

A loud voice resounded through the wasteland, and the other's distorted and strange "eyes" noticed Joan of Arc. Joan of Arc suddenly felt like she was in an ice cellar, as if she had been targeted by some incredible existence. Immediately afterward, a warm current relieved the suffocating sensation, and Joan of Arc's stiff body drove Joan of Arc to make a choice.

"Lord, commit yourself to this, let me have the courage to face it!" Joan of Arc burned with inexplicable flames all over his body, and the Flame Sword appeared in his hand.

The other ignored the small flame, and a huge hand slapped it directly! Joan of Arc's tiny body, the other couldn't even grasp it in his hand. Because Joan of Arc is so small compared to the other.

"My god is here!" Joan of Arc planted a flag on the ground, and this banner that was taller than Joan of Arc actually withstood the slap of others!

At such a close distance, Joan of Arc could see the other palm clearly. It was a twisted thing made up of countless twisted faces and bodies, and from this, it should be these things all over the body!

The flag creaked unbearably, and it will take some time for Joan of Arc to accumulate!

"Hold on!" Joan of Arc gritted her teeth as the twisted faces approached. Some of the indiscriminate grasping arms seemed to be as terrible as trying to pull Jane into the chaos.

"God, please give me ......"

[I'll give it!]

A strange voice sounded in Joan of Arc's heart.

[Stupid, have you forgotten who you are now!]

"Who are you?" Jeanne d'Arc was surprised.

[I am you]

"Me?"

[Come to think of it!] The abilities you should have as a calamity humanoid form!]

To be honest, Joan of Arc instinctively resisted using these calamity abilities ...... be honest. At critical moments, Joan of Arc also somewhat ignores these forces.

Have you forgotten the despair of being deceived and falling into the Jedi?] With these words, Joan of Arc suddenly recalled the numb despair after being deceived by the Demon King. The sudden constriction of pupils meant that Joan of Arc had never forgotten that memory.

...... "Although the twisted things were already approaching her, Joan of Arc gritted her teeth and said, "You are ...... Demon King!"

[Wrong, yes]

"I should have thought you wouldn't die so easily. ”

[No, the will of the Demon King is indeed dead. And I exist as your other will.]

"Is the other side—the sacred side?" Joan of Arc scoffed. Now, as a witch, she can only think of this answer.

[Why deceive yourself]

Joan of Arc was silent, and the flag was about to break!

The faint majesty of Joan of Arc was fading, and even the flames burning on the sword were gradually extinguished. Other, the enormous and peculiar coercion almost crushed Joan of Arc. It was then that Joan of Arc finally began to confront her own identity—a misfortune born of despair.

The negative power generated by the distortion of the other body was forcibly transformed into her own power by Joan of Arc and used against the other itself. Joan of Arc is very uncomfortable under the pressure, so she frantically squeezes all the negative despair around her. Jeanne d'Arc, who was about to blow herself up, used her sword instead of the banner to resist the other after extinguishing the flames, and squeezed out the peculiar distorted part of the other, and the desperation caused by it reacted to herself.

Because of Joan of Arc's madness, the other is also held back here. Perhaps it won't go until it is destroyed. Valhalla is also crazy because of Joan of Arc's madness, and countless evil and disordered Heroic Spirits have been released to torture and kill puppets.

All at once the war turned into a senseless scuffle.

Joan of Arc's eyes were covered with blood, and reason was being worn away by the countless despairs.

Unbeknownst to Joan of Arc, her luck is slowly but surely declining.

No one knows what's next...... What will happen.