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Feels wrong
Although at a glance, the ground is still covered by black substances, but at some point, the blackness under the feet is no longer as hard as a rock, but has turned into some unknown gelatinous substance, as if it had been The plastic that has been melted at high temperature is generally, and a large black lump is directly brought up when one kicks over, and the colloidal black silk threads are stretched continuously at the feet, revealing a deeper black below.A fishy smell hits the nostrils
"This breath...?!"
The strange brilliance disappeared in a flash on the body of the saint, and it has evolved from a simple resistance to an extraordinary level of anti-magic power that can be perfectly reversed even by the magic of the anti-city level. The invisible miasma is isolated.In an instant, Joan frowned
It's not just any miasma!
Ordinary miasma does not trigger anti-magic power at all, nor can it affect the heroic spirits. This... is a man-made, and quite terrifying toxin!A poison that can corrupt even the earth
"Plague...?"
At a glance, the end of the field of vision is still covered by pitch blackness. It is not difficult to imagine that there is still such a strange colloidal soil going forward. Wisps of black air visible to the naked eye rise from the ground, and the black mist floats in the air. In the atmosphere, as the airflow spreads, when it reaches the edge of the colloidal land where there is no black mist rising, black light particles invisible to the naked eye fall from the air and land on the black land stained by Ozma. The hard black crystal lost its luster in an instant, and the soil refreshed from the Yamato server quickly pushed away the lost hard crystal, but then it was also attached by the same black, and it was quickly homogenized
Even the dirt can be contagious... the plague!
Regardless of race, regardless of species boundaries, following air currents, organisms, and water sources, it is a terrifying virus that spans the huge barrier between organic matter and inorganic matter!The polluted land is like a rotting corpse in midsummer, continuously breeding new viruses.This inconspicuous piece of land on the mainland, a black spot, is rapidly expanding
Di Ruijie of the Plague... Even if he wants to live in a corner, he will gradually bring the disaster to the world, it's just a matter of how long it takes
'Well, in all senses, it's a good job'
The saint let out a faint sigh, stepped lightly, and the black on the ground retreated quickly as if alive, avoiding the pair of combat boots shining with wonderful golden light
The next moment, the golden light rose and suddenly exploded, and the large area of black colloid set off a black wave like a sea wave at this moment, solidified, and then the golden light sank into it, and the large area of black melted as quickly as the white snow in early spring
However, Joan's figure jumped out instantly after this step, and a golden arc of light passed through the air, spanning hundreds of meters
once... twice...
The clusters of light broken by a series of golden arcs merged into a straight line, driving into the depths of the land that had not yet spread completely like a nail. The black fog in the sky became more and more dense, almost dyeing the world In the same color, the substantial plague makes it difficult to move
However, this did not stop the pace of this indomitable saint. As the front end of the 'nail', she broke through the black mist along the way and the land of death with a destructive force.
Then, crouching in the middle of an almost solid black mist, the being with a long and narrow figure slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes like onyx.
"what!"
The moment the voice exited, it was engulfed by the black mist, making it difficult to convey... However, this did not hinder Joan's movements
The body surging with golden light jumped high, flipped the flag in his hand, and the whole person turned into a golden comet, tearing through the black mist and smashing to the ground
Chapter 1009 We know a little about magic
boom!
The gun blade placed on the top of the flagpole sank into the jelly-like ground, and a wave of holy light spread out before the explosion, and the surrounding black mist was swept away immediately. Then, the jet-black jelly flew, and the holy light purified the area under the feet. The sound of Fangdi immediately covered up the explosion, and the ear-piercing chirping sound instantly filled this small space, and was immediately engulfed by the black mist
'Can even sound be contagious? '
Although I don't know much about this aspect, Joan of Arc still learned some things from the exchanges with those engineers in the 24th century. Although it may be just common sense, it can be regarded as a slight increase in the cultural level of this saint. At least , able to understand that sound is a vibrating waveform... She doesn't understand the specifics very well, but it still has energy after all
In other words, this black mist is not just a substance visible to the naked eye, it can infect all things like 'energy', and then 'poison to death'
However, unfortunately, the attributes of Joan of Arc just restrain this toxin, that is, the pure purification speed is definitely not faster than directly using the magic power A to get it up
But having said so much... the creature with scarlet eyes that was supposed to be at the foothold, disappeared at some point
Without leaving, Joan of Arc can feel it even if she doesn't have an intuition, the sight of the hunter hidden in the poisonous fog.As the poisonous mist filled the small space that Joan had propped up just now, this line of sight also began to wander rapidly and unsteadily.
'Assassin type of enemy? '
The flag was thrown to the ground, and the golden light continuously spread from Joan's body, resisting the erosion of the black mist
Agility above A+, able to isolate any physical information to the black mist... There is no doubt that this is an 'assassin' who knows a little bit about magic
Not to mention the combat effectiveness of the main body, if it is not for a series of buffs starting with EX-level anti-magic power, any heroic spirit will be dead if he steps into this black mist.
Regardless of the fact that poisoning is a low-level tactic most of the time, when the poison reaches a certain level, this kind of "non-influential" is enough to hang up and beat a group of mainstream people in turn——and then be poisoned. Level against magic continues to rub against the ground... But, how many such people are there?
At least in this world, apart from her, the only one Joan of Arc knows who can fight this toxin head-on is Arash, who has anti-magic power and EX-level strength... Not to mention that this guy has returned to the Hall of Valor
What about the rest?
If you let it go, wait for this plague to continue to spread, maybe a year, maybe even longer, no creature on this planet will be spared, even an immortal adventurer will be in an infinite cycle of death and life.
"Black Plague Di Ruijie..."
The flagpole was connected to the ground that had faded from black and gradually turned gray, and Joan's eyes were slightly focused.
It's very simple to stop, just find the enemy and kill it, just like the previous guess, if it's really an assassin type enemy, it must be crispy, if you can't hit it with one shot, then two shots , two shots won't work, just three shots... As long as you keep attacking, there will always be one shot that can hit, and as long as it hits———
It's impossible for an assassin to carry a large shield, right?
"...Um?!"
Suddenly, Joan raised her head abruptly, her eyes swept away in the black mist, and she subconsciously grasped the flag tightly
The atmosphere on the opposite side...was even weaker, as if it had completely merged into this black mist, and the home court advantage was clearly visible
However, even if the tracking mechanism for Servants cannot affect Di Ruijie, it does not mean that Joan has nothing to do with him.
This is a monster enough to destroy the world
In other words, this saint is once again on the way to save the world
If, in order to save the world, it must be knocked down...
'Oh God...'
When the flagpole was raised, the broken flag spread out, and the spear blade at the top was coated with a layer of gold.Immediately after, thrust out
There is no logic, no reason, just follow the revelation in the dark, and stab the spear at the position that can definitely hit the enemy
To put it simply - faith must hit!
Hey~
It seems that something happened, in the darkness, the speed of the gun blade was slightly blocked, the next moment
boom! ! ! ! ! ! !
Golden light gushes out!At this moment, the golden stream of light exploded from the tip of the gun, and a large area of black was mixed with it, but this is irrelevant
The important thing is that the creature with a long and narrow body hidden in the black mist is reflected under the golden light of the gun head.The purple skin of the whole body glowed ominously in the black mist, his limbs slapped on the gray ground, and a black mist spread from his feet again.The scarlet eyes glanced at Joan of Arc, kicked all fours, this sizeable creature couldn't help wielding the spear releasing divine light, and escaped into the darkness again, such a powerful blow could only be A white mark was left on the opponent's skin!
Moreover, Joan could see clearly that the moment her forefoot stepped into the black mist, the whole body of this creature quietly broke open, turning into a black mist that would make her feel a little uneasy even if she looked at it, and sank into the darkness
This TM is an assassin? !
Regardless of the attack, the high defense speed is fast, the magic power is also high, and it also comes with a poisonous mist that can be used as a formation --- the assassins she has seen all along are probably not a group of fake assassins
No, after largely accepting Teacher Chiron's [God-endowed Wisdom], Jack gave him some time to form a decent position. People who are not from the Age of Gods such as high-speed divine words can't make that tone of voice, but they can use the shadow The spells in the book can still be used as a cameo caster... If the assassination fails, start biubiubiu, the unparalleled assassin of the light cannon.
Um?So it seems that knowing a little bit about magic seems to be a routine operation for assassins?
After knocking back Di Ruijie who once again condensed into a solid body with a shotgun, Joan of Arc gradually fell into deep thought.
Then... what to do?
If it goes on like this, she can't do anything to Di Ruijie, and Di Ruijie can't do anything to her
In this case...how about...calling for a nuclear strike?Let Mo Liang, who must have touched it but doesn't know where it is, give it a shot here?
The enemy has surrounded me and fired at me... something?
......
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Chapter 1010 The Holy Maiden of the Red Lotus!
Let Murong handle it... There is no doubt that it is a very good proposal. The land that has been poisoned by the plague is not even as large as Akihabara, although it will continue to expand in the future... That is also the future, now It's not even a mole on this planet, and it couldn't be easier to remove it in one shot
It is an indisputable fact that quantitative change can lead to qualitative change.It is true that the plague that can poison and kill energy is really terrifying, and even more plagues can be born from the "corpse" of energy, which can be called a biochemical crisis at the micro level
But the problem is, Mo Liang's shot is huge!There's nothing left after a Star Destroyer cannon, Di Ruijie?Does not exist, freckle removal surgery?It doesn't exist, it's meat gouging surgery
...and that's the problem
Joan of Arc can't bet on whether Mo Liang will force another apostle out of his arms and shoot through the planet, and it is impossible to bet on whether the planet will be refreshed after being pierced, let alone bet on respawning. Can those earthlings keep their lives during this period?
In comparison, the Archangel seems to be safer, but considering that the people on it are ordinary people, who knows if an apostle will take out some big treasures and send them all back to the city with a surprise attack.
And...whether this group of people can accept to continue attacking the apostles is still a mystery. It has nothing to do with good or evil. It is a problem of mentality. no more fights
In layman's terms, it's the kind where you're playing a mech battle and encounter a plot kill. The whole team's vigor can't be increased after dropping 50, and you can't use a big move to explode. You can clear the screen with a single shot of the ship-killing knife, but you can only hit the Vulcan Cannon. Kong has an unparalleled ability and is so aggrieved that he has nowhere to use it. It's fine if they are all miscellaneous soldiers. Let the final boss be released at this time?
Alien OL, delete
In other words, the only one she can rely on now is herself
And as the iron-headed saint, will she be afraid because she is alone?
will not!
Even if she is alone, she will take the lead in the charge!
And even she understands that pure physical damage can't hurt Di Ruijie at all, it just consumes her physical strength for nothing
Well, what to do... or what to do is pretty straightforward
chah~
The broken flag was planted on the ground, and a large area of scorched holy flag was raised at one point, exuding a faint golden glow
It is not dazzling, but it gradually dispels the surrounding black mist, and props up a curtain of several meters to isolate the black mist from the outside.
Then, I saw the saint draw out the crossed rapier hanging from her waist, the silvery white slender sword shone with a different kind of light in the golden brilliance of the holy banner
Just as Di Ruijie, who was hiding in the dark, was thinking about the mystery of this seemingly innocuous weapon, he saw Joan flipped her wrist, and the silver-white long sword flipped half a circle in the air, and then was caught again. Joan grabs it
One, clutched at the front end of the long sword!Then, the whole person slowly half-kneeled, his left hand was also clenched on the blade of the sword, his head was slightly lowered, and he made a gesture of prayer, whispering in his mouth, his hands clenched half a point again, the silver-white sword cut through the glove, and it was bright red. The blood flowed down the blade.Powerful magic power continuously gathers on the end of the long sword, the flower-like thing, following the devout chanting of the saint.
something wrong! ! ! !
Di Ruijie suddenly realized that the saint who restrained him in this attribute was probably preparing some terrible tricks, and immediately rolled her scarlet eyes, and then decisively...
turn your head...