The image of the girl raising her sword and shouting was still. The whole scene is like a picture scroll that stands still.

Luo Mingzhang and Luo Xiaoyi are like people looking at paintings, they seem to be standing in a three-dimensional painting, the people in the painting are lifelike, and they can even fully feel their high emotions.

Then the picture is split and disintegrated into two paintings.

In a painting, the girl is dressed in armor, holding high the holy flag, walking out of the entrance of the village, countless people follow behind her, [expression] bravely forward, and in front of them, there are mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, war and gunsmoke.

In another picture, the girl is dressed in a cloth dress, facing the village, smiling like a flower, with a warm sunshine and a beautiful sea of flowers behind her.

In the two pictures, all the light condensed into the form of a young girl, which appeared in front of Luo Mingzhang.

The girl in front of her gave Luo Mingzhang a more vivid feeling, closer to a living human being, and compared with the Holy Spirit Joan of Arc who was transcendent in the outside world, there was more of the fireworks in the world.

"For many years, I have forgotten my dreams as a human being, the feeling of being a human being, just a mechanical salvation, the more divine perfection I have, the more empty I become." The girl looked at Luo Mingzhang: "Mr. Luo, thank you, thank you for letting me find myself again!" ”

"I didn't do anything." Luo Mingzhang said.

"No, Mr. Luo, those distant stories are precious to me, they remind me of what I expected to be a human being when I was young."

Luo Mingzhang looked at these two pictures again: "Joan of Arc, I want to ask you, that day, you chose to raise that sword and carry people's hopes forward, which is a point of no return for you." So now, now that you know your end, if you were given another chance to choose, would you still hold that sword high and shout, Long live France? ”

The girl laughed: "As Joan of Arc, I don't regret my choice, even if I start all over again, I will still draw my sword, but as a girl, a human being, I have also thought about what kind of experience it will be if I live my life plainly?" I will have my own husband, my own children, and when we are old, we can still snuggle up in front of our house to watch the sunrise and sunset, such a life, I have also longed for, not as Joan of Arc, but as an ordinary human girl. ”

Luo Mingzhang didn't say anything more, and the girl had already given the answer.

She also longed for the happiness she once had, and when the suffering people still needed her, even if she chose again, she would still give up her ordinary and happy life and choose to embark on that journey full of blood and fire.

Therefore, she is a well-deserved hero.

"Alright, I'm going to do what I'm supposed to do." The girl said.

As her words fell, the two images of the war road carrying hope and the peaceful happiness of the countryside turned into shattered points of light.

They are once again immersed in deep darkness.

Luo Xiaoyi's face turned pale with fright, her limbs trembled, if she hadn't been able to return to the Five Spirit Disk in this space, she would have hid in it early in the morning.

The murmur of resentment in the darkness rang out again:

"Why? Why? He's going to kill us? ”

"Why? Why can you live in the sun, and we will fall into darkness forever......"

"I'm not reconciled, why should I exchange our lives for yours!!"

"I'm not reconciled! Damn it's you, it's you!! ”

Joan of Arc calmly opened her arms and embraced the endless darkness: "I have always wanted you to be purified, I want you to be redeemed, and I am sorry that this kind of lofty arrogance has made you unhappy. ”

"Although I have always claimed to be a human being, the glory of the Holy Spirit has deceived me." A smile appeared on her face: "Human beings are imperfect creatures, accept you, accept your dark self, is the real human being, what you need, it has never been purification and redemption, but my recognition as an equal human being, I'm sorry, I know this moment, I realized my mistake!" ”

As her words fell, in the darkness, the body of a young girl condensed, she had the exact same appearance as Joan of Arc, but her armor was covered with thick black spots, and her hair was not golden, but gray white, exactly like when Joan of Arc was eroded by black gas in the outside world.

The black Joan of Arc looked at the white Joan of Arc: "I really hate your hypocritical statements. ”

"Is this the embodiment of that resentment?" Luo Mingzhang asked.

Although Black Joan of Arc still had a deep disgust in his eyes when he looked at White Joan of Arc, Luo Mingzhang felt that the resentment that filled the darkness was drastically reduced at the moment when Black Joan of Arc appeared.

"She's not a grudge, she's also Joan of Arc, the dark side of me!" White Joan of Arc said: "At the beginning, Jill's ancient alchemy was not refined, but he successfully refined a body that was exactly like mine. ”

Immediately, she told Luo Mingzhang about the crimes committed by Generalissimo Gil.

"At the same time, the resentment of the hundreds of teenagers and girls who were killed by Jill as alchemy material also remained in this refining body, and after I found that dungeon, I felt that this was the [evil] that I should bear, so I fused the alchemy refining body into myself along with the resentment in it." White Joan of Arc said: "I hope to be able to use the origin of the Heroic Spirit to purify the resentment in this body, but she herself is based on me, that is, another me, I did not realize that in the process of suppressing and purifying her, I was the [evil] of the human beings merged into her origin, and my emotions as a human disappeared and became the same as you saw before." ”

"Your malice?" Luo Mingzhang frowned, at that time, Joan of Arc was already a heroic body, such a glorious existence, would there be malicious intent?

"Of course." Joan of Arc said: "I am the closest to being a heroic soul in the human period, and human beings naturally have evil thoughts, joys, sorrows, and sorrows. ”

Joan of Arc looked at her half of her body again: "Are you willing to accept my apology?" I want us to be together again, to feel everything in this world as we were humans, I will not suppress you, and we will become human Joan of Arc again. ”

"What is this, belated confession?" The black Joan of Arc showed a sneer: "It's ridiculous, now that I have my own consciousness, why should I give up my self and merge with you?" ”

Joan of Arc was stunned for a moment, and then showed a wry smile: "Yes, you are already an independent individual, why should you give up yourself for me!" ”

"It's disgusting to look at you." Black Joan of Arc said, "I feel disgusted even to kill you, it's ridiculous that I wanted to devour and assimilate your origin before, but luckily I haven't had time to do so." ”

Immediately, the black Joan of Arc looked at Luo Mingzhang: "Boy, I think you are quite pleasing to the eye, or I will become your envoy, we will sign an equal contract, and I will go with you to see this world." ”

As he spoke, the black Joan of Arc's face also showed a yearning expression, which was exactly the same as when the young Joan of Arc listened to him tell the story of the East.

Immediately, Luo Mingzhang showed a helpless smile: Your big Buddha wants to go with me, but if you go crazy, I may not be able to suppress it!

The black Joan of Arc didn't wait for Luo Mingzhang to return, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on her face, she looked at the white Joan of Arc and said, "Just let you go like this, it makes me really unhappy, I have to kill some people to vent!" ”

As her words fell, the black Joan of Arc vanished in the dark space, and at this moment, the deep darkness was shattered.

A flash of light flashed, and Luo Mingzhang saw Mo Heng's stunned expression.