The smiling Joan of Arc had a gentle countenance, as if it could heal all wounds, if it weren't for the monstrous demonic aura as a backdrop. The main object of the demonic energy is the magic sword, and the dark magic sword is still engraved with the cross inscription of belief in God as an inscription on the sword. On the other hand, as a monster and awakened to the calamity, the temperament of the whole person has undergone some extremely subtle, but very huge changes.

Half of Yakumo's purple face is hidden under the fan, which makes it difficult to see, and the eyes with autumn water have a feeling of heartbeat. Also hidden beneath the autumn water is a darkness that is so thick that you can't see the bottom.

Shikigami "Yakumo Blue"!

"Lord Yakumo-sama. Yakumo Blue, who was suddenly summoned, bowed his head slightly respectfully to Yakumo Murasaki.

Yakumo Zi looked at the confrontation between the two in the gap, and said casually, "How is the bamboo forest investigating?"

Yakumo Blue said honestly with an expressionless face, "No progress. ”

"Oh?" Yakumo Murasaki glanced at Yakumo Blue.

Yakumo Blue stretched out her plain arm, and a distinct word "human" on it was prominent. Yakumo Lan explained: "The formations in the bamboo forest are layer by layer, and they show the trend of reincarnation, and there is no end. Those who were locked up in the bamboo forest were also used by the bamboo forest as guardians with illusions, which was very difficult. In particular, the bamboo forest will seal any existence in a targeted manner. ”

"Hmm. Yakumo Zi replied and said that he understood. Yakumo Lan was not the slightest dissatisfied, and quietly waited beside Yakumo Purple.

“...... Made of gold. Yakumo Zi Leng suddenly burst out with a sentence. Yakumo Blue was stunned for a moment, obviously not keeping up with the rhythm of Yakumo Purple's thinking. Yakumo Purple's eyes changed so much that Yakumo Blue was a little unpredictable, and more importantly, Lord Yakumo Purple was actually out of his mind now!

"Made of gold...... Yes. Yakumo sighed deeply.

Everything started because of the gold, and it will end because of the gold.

"Lan, you know what? Every youkai was a human in a previous life. Yakumo's smile made Yakumo Blue stunned, because this smile was so beautiful.

"Yakumo-sama, I'm a fox. Yakumo Lan felt like she should say something.

"Who knows, Sa. Yakumo got up and closed the gap between the calamities and the sky, and then opened a gap for one person to pass through.

Yakumo Blue furrowed her beautiful golden brow, sensing something. As a nine-tailed fox, Yakumo Lan's ability to figure out people's hearts is not good-looking. It's just that Yakumo-sama's mind is too jumpy, and Yakumo Lan has given up trying to figure out Yakumo-sama's mind a long time ago, but now......

"Human ...... Sage...... "Yakumo Blue wasn't sure. She wasn't sure if Yakumo-sama would shake something she had been holding on to because of something like feelings that didn't seem solid to her.

"Oh, yes. Yakumo Zi suddenly stuck his head out of the gap and said, "The Demon Realm has broken a big hole, please ask Lan Chan to repair it." Hey, I'm old, I'm not in good health, so I'm going back to sleep. ”

Yakumo Blue was really stunned this time, Yakumo Purple didn't take the initiative to say that she was old. A bad premonition arose, Yakumo Lan hurriedly looked at the so-called big hole in the demon world, and then rolled his eyes and almost fainted! Yakumo Lan felt that it had always been a mistake to speculate on Yakumo Purple's thoughts! What kind of bastard would break the realm so recklessly and rudely! For the first time after so long, Yakumo Lan couldn't control the urge to eat people, and the golden vertical pupils shone with a golden light called a beast.

"Don't let me know you...... Who is it!" Yakumo Lan gritted his teeth and said fiercely, and at the same time, Yakumo Lan once again denied Yakumo Purple-sama's discipline!

At the same time, the bohemian smile of Woe Tian and the imposing clothes give people a very visual shock. erased the influence of memory, but it couldn't take away the iron and blood in his bones. The shadow of the sword is extremely casual, no longer carrying a charm, but like a casual dance of a mortal.

"Your sword ......" Joan of Arc's eyes also condensed slightly, like a vampire in the dark night.

"Do you know why my predecessor sealed the memories of two hundred years ago?" a crooked evil smile was drawn at one end of the corner of Calamity's mouth at this moment.

"......" Joan of Arc did not answer, because her memory was more than two hundred years old.

"Because I want to live as a man! A hundred years as a pedestrian, a hundred years as a man! After two hundred years, great joy and resentment will go with the wind!" said Calamity's voice in a low and solemn voice.

Joan of Arc's gentle eyes showed a hint of mockery, and said indifferently: "Since you are a human being, you will not be stiff for a hundred years, and you will not die for two hundred years, you ...... Not people!"

You...... Not people!

This sentence echoed in Calamity's mind like the strongest calm voice.

"Do you understand? My sword is my life! One is the beginning of my childhood, rebellion is the place where I rebelled in my youth, humanity is my mature understanding, and my entry into hell is my enlightenment at the end of the year!" Although he doesn't remember it, these essences attached to the way of the sword are still remembered by him, "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

The last sentence is the strongest rebuttal, eliminating all the words that block the calamity of the heavens.

Joan of Arc looked at the firmness in Kaoten's heart, and just chuckled: "Human beings commemorate heroes who died in battle, but they will never complete a human being who has become a monster. ”

The face of the disaster does not change, but the heart is shocked.

【Tight...... Bundle...... Mind, don't ...... Listen to her ...... again Speech. ...... She was...... Playing...... The ...... of the human heart Witch!]

Scourge Dream's words were a little choppy, but they were much better than before.

[She's spying on your heart, it's okay, I'll help you guard it]

Love?

Disaster was stunned for a moment, and then relieved. The existence and mode of existence of Lianlian, to be honest, he doesn't understand it at all, maybe Lianlian is helping the disaster Lingmeng recover. In other words, Calamity still can't sense the existence of Calamity Dream, which makes him very puzzled.

"Let's fight. "A thousand words will only turn into one sentence, war!

Joan of Arc smiled and lifted the sword and said, "The secret ritual of the red lotus, the god said: You have no hope!"

Calamity put up the sword pose, and a hint of old age flashed in his eyes. He was also an ordinary human being, from his youth to old age, until his last moment of silence. If he hadn't seen the flames at the end, he might have died.

In the past, in the past, the old and powerless would go into the wilderness on their own, sitting in silence, just to not increase the burden on the community. He was the same.

When he saw the light of the fire and walked into the tribe with a stealthy step, he saw a hell of blood and fire. Monsters and beasts ravage powerless humans, a symphony of laughter and cries.

Anger burns like a flame, and powerlessness spreads in the heart.

He finally chose to become an immortal.

Immortals ignore the world, otherwise they will fall into demons. He didn't want to live for immortality, and now he has no other choice.

That's what it is...... Resolve!

For the sake of people, he became an immortal. For the sake of people, he also fell into the devil.

Demon Slashing Sword No. 4 "Broken"!

The old man's determination manifested throughout the sky, and the ancient coercion of Joan of Arc was very uncomfortable. Regardless of whether Joan of Arc is a demon or a holy, as long as it still has the attribute of "human", it will inevitably be suppressed. Joan of Arc snorted coldly, her beautiful appearance collapsed in an instant, and her entire body turned into an alien appearance of a big demon.

"Break!" whispered from Calamity's mouth.

The monster-like body was split in two by a sharp blade, and the monster could not be restored no matter how it was glued.

"Is this your way of seducing people's desires and desires? Calamity's face was extremely cold, and the phantom behind him was also faint. It was a vast crowd of people dressed in all different colors, the only thing they had in common was the blazing eyes on their faces.

The monster roared, but could no longer make a human voice.

The Demon Slaying Sword Technique only has a huge bonus and suppression of demons and monsters, and Joan of Arc wearing human skin will naturally not be suppressed by the bonus of the Demon Slaying Sword Technique, but when he is slightly suppressed by the aura of the human sage, he unhappily gives up the appearance of the human form, which is the final failure.

"Be my human form, Joan of Arc. "The negative feelings carried by the calamity itself are like a torrent that covers the monster, no matter how much the monster struggles.

Despair, despair, despair!

Joan of Arc suddenly felt a despair that had never been felt before, the despair that a human sage had felt through countless epochs. Just because you don't remember doesn't mean you don't exist. This despair lasted longer than Joan of Arc herself, and Joan of Arc collapsed all at once.

"She shouldn't have been...... Monsters, mourning family is ...... Demon God!] The voice of the Evil Spirit Dream came out coldly, and that indifference had a kind of wordless deterrence.

"How are you?" asked Kaoten, but there was a trace of black gas on his face, which was the erosion of suppressing negative feelings.

[It's much better, I didn't expect to be cheated by her] Scourge Dream's tone naturally carried a huge anger.

"What do you want to do?" Calamity's face was so dark that it was about to drip ink.

[There is a way to mourn the family, and you can make your choice. Remind you that she is no longer the person you know she is. There was a hint of stiffness in the voice of the Scourge Dream.

Calamity looked at Joan of Arc who was still struggling with cold eyes, and said slowly, "I understand." ”

【Love!】

Calamity frowned, and then understood Calamity Dream's plan.

"The Philosophy of the Loathing"!

Joan of Arc, who was struggling, suddenly had a violent emotional turmoil, and even Calamity felt the deep despair very sensitively.

[If Lian Lian is not one of us, the mourning family will definitely kill her!] Woe Lingmeng said seriously.

"This kind of method of manipulating people's hearts, I haven't heard Yakumo Zi say it. Calamity also muttered slightly. He knows that Lian Lian can spy on people's hearts, but no one has said that she can directly manipulate people's hearts. This is much more terrifying than snooping into people's hearts! The biggest problem is...... How he met Lianlian, he has forgotten. Having a monster around that can manipulate people's hearts at will is uncomfortable for everyone.

"The ...... of the Loathed Philosophical. "Calamity is also a bitter smile, how annoying is this kind of philosophy that can be condensed into a talisman, and ...... She hadn't opened her eyes yet! The eye, which symbolized the eye of the heart, was still closed!

The screams of struggle came to an abrupt end, a black mist rolled up and then dispersed, and a beautiful black pearl-like person walked out with swaying steps. The gentle smile is already like crystalline eyes, which make it easy to get lost.

"The hosts. This gentle call seemed to open some kind of taboo! Calamity's brain exploded like a bomb, blowing up Calamity. Calamity's mind produced an incomparably chaotic chaos and tangible boundaries.

[The human form is the pillar of the demon god world, and the first and second human forms are the foundation of the world. The mourners are looking forward to what kind of world you will create. This time it's really a fluke, this witch has a surprisingly high fit with despair, and she can completely withstand the erosion of negative feelings. The only thing that puzzled the mourners was...... It's a coincidence that someone came over to deliver a pillow as soon as I fell asleep.] The tone of the Scourge Dream was very sarcastic, and there was a sense of self-mockery.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess, because this Demon Realm Prison was built at the suggestion of a human sage, is there any other reason needed? There must be an inevitability behind the coincidence, but she still doesn't understand the joint, and she doesn't need to understand it. She makes this pawn...... At the same time, a glimmer of light appeared in the chaos in the depths of Calamity's brain! A glittering pitch-black pillar violently stretched the chaos apart. A glint flashed in Joan of Arc's eyes, and the pillar that had stretched through the chaos glowed abruptly, and then the whole world began to unstable, as if it was about to explode.

Boom! Boom!

The sound of gears descended majestically, and the gears that were bubbling with immortal breath seemed to rotate one after another. The will to resist was directly suppressed by the immortality carried by those gears at once, and the pillars suddenly returned to normal again, until the whole world was opened up. Joan of Arc, knowing that this had come to this, began to actively help again, and it was impossible to guess the thoughts of these capricious people.

Woe Tian's brain may have been exhausted and asleep because it had just opened up a world. Calamity Dream smoothly took over Calamity's body.

"Is it okay?" asked Lianlian, confused.

"For the time being, it's okay. "Tired Woe Tian may not have noticed the subtle changes in his body yet, after all, he is too tired. Because of the force just now, the demonization of this body has deepened again, and the demonization has taken the first step.

Calamity Spirit Dream sighed and said, "People are not as good as heaven, let's go." to put an end to this undeserved anomaly. ”