Chapter 709 Breaking the Atrium
The deaths are faster than the avalanche!
"That idiot woman kills us!" Rachel couldn't help but curse: "Maintain the formation, cover each other, and retreat slowly!"
Rachel hated Bai Zhen!
You just got the heat from your forehead and just stopped fighting, and you were dragging so many people to trick you.
She couldn't make any moves, after all, the strength of several demon kings should not be underestimated. She and Heizhen could withstand it, but the soldiers below could not withstand it!
What she was most worried about was the appearance of a second Yundaos!
Once a guy from the Holy Light system falls and turns back, he will be more cruel than anyone else!
The old man Yun Daosi is not a human being or a ghost. He is wearing a pure black armor and exudes a rich evil spirit like a black hole. He keeps laughing strangely: "All sacred things are lies! The end of the light is the darkest darkness! Embrace the darkness! Only then can you be freed sooner."
"Traitor! I'm the first to kill you!" Rachel cursed angrily.
Unfortunately, in order to extricate his breath, all the fireballs that were smashed were disturbed by the dark power of the three dragon kings in the air. Unless Rachel makes all his strength, he will definitely not hit 300 meters away, Yundaos hiding in the monster group.
The big toad, Fatedad, the swamp demon king, has its weird long tongue and multi-attribute mud and water mixed attack, which is so easy to deal with?
More importantly, there are two consecutive pits in the Holy Light System.
Finally, a saint appeared. He took Yundaosi's banner and suddenly took everyone into the pit. This is what made the Paladins most discouraged.
Joan of Arc! What are you doing?
Bai Zhen’s mental world at this time was in a very bad situation.
The dark red viscous liquid was churning with fragments of unknown colors. It was hard to tell what it was, but it was obviously unpleasant.
Up, down, left, left, front, back, and back, there are tentacle-shaped objects in all directions as if there is life, and a golden light ball in the center is coming.
If anyone can invade Joan of Arc's spiritual world, he can see a girl kneeling on her knees and praying in the middle of the light ball.
If it were the past, just the golden light spreading around, it would have caused all invaders to be destroyed and their souls to be scattered.
Now, under the attack of the demon king of the red spiritual body, something can be vaguely seen leaking from the middle of the golden ball.
This is a fragment of Joan of Arc's memories, the source of her power, and her biggest flaw.
One soul-sentenced question after another made Bai Zhen feel dizzy.
【Your Lord did not exist from the beginning!】
"No! No!"
[It is just a so-called god created by the priests who deceived the masses for their own benefit!]
"No! My Lord has been there!"
[Look! Even the weak god of the Paladin has become sage, but your god still has not responded!]
"My Lord cannot respond to everyone!"
【Aren’t you religious enough? Why have you never received a response?】
"this……"
[It is the best proof that you are burned to death by the fire but not led by your Lord, but fell into this broken world!]
“…”
[Don't lie to yourself! You are just a mortal with a strong spirit! You are not a saint! And you are not a savior! You are not qualified to guide all the people! You are not qualified to lead so many sacred believers to die with you! Everything you do is just despicable self-satisfaction!]
Outside the golden light ball, another Joan of Arc appeared. Her face was ferocious, sarcastic, and selfish.
What Bai Zhen couldn't accept even though she knew that the other party had stolen her memory, perhaps she had added some people's memories. When she watched her motherland fall into war again and again, from the Napoleon period to the French Revolution, and then to World War II...
Chapter completed!