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It seems that this is the tradition of shadow hunters.

It seems that the birdmen in the rumors are existences without emotions.

Shadow hunter?Ronan has dealt with Hodge and the others a lot. These people are just people with the blood of angels, and they don't lack the feelings of normal people.

Hodge added: "I'm very sorry about the flat thing."

Regarding other people's emotional matters, what Ronan can say, I will tell Pingqi later, I hope he will come out sooner.

Maybe not to mention?

Recently, Pingqi has been concentrating all his attention on writing books and researching information, and he has begun to forget?

Ronan then bid farewell and left, driving back to Manhattan in a Red Cross rescue vehicle.

Throw away the car halfway and teleport back to the antique shop.

After entering the Temple of Soul, the affairs in Manhattan came to an end for the time being. When he was preparing for his trip to Paris and sorting out the items in the ring space, he saw the book with the dragon on the cover.

Without moving the book for a while, Ronan went out and called Diego, asking, "What's the situation with Vivienne now?"

Diego said: "She's mentally abnormal." He pointed to the foot of the mountain: "I had someone bury her in pig manure to ferment together, and it hasn't been dug out yet."

If it goes on like this, it's strange that Vivian's spirit is still normal.

Ronan said: "Do as you want, I just want the result."

Diego was a serial murderer before, what kind of good idea can such a person come up with?He stared at Trinkang who was working as a supervisor in the distance: "During this time, the director of the CIA has been staring at Vivienne's head and mouth, as if... seems to have some ideas."

Scratching his dark forehead: "I thought of a way to let Trinkon deal with Vivienne's mouth..."

Ronan waved his hand, not bothering to talk to this guy, and walked into the square in front of the main hall.

If it doesn't work, try it when there is a nuclear explosion.

In the center of the square, the oak tree transplanted from Avalon has grown to the thickness of a sea bowl and is about ten meters high.

Under the influence of the power of the soul, the oak tree is lush and growing gratifyingly.

But it will take time to grow like the Avalon World Tree.

Ronan would not move the tree for the time being, but instead went to the workshop Jess built on the side of the castle.

Jess was wearing a rough dragon leather jacket, and used tongs to pick out a rough embryo from the furnace that introduced the lava from the leylines, and smashed it with a sledgehammer!

Then, it is quenched in melted water from snow mountains.

Only then did he put down the sledgehammer, took off his leather gloves, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I'm back so soon."

Ronan asked, "What did you do?"

Jess said: "I'm researching weapon enchanting, but I always fail, maybe I'm not a mage." She picked up a quiver with feathered arrows in it: "This is made of the thinnest branches of the world tree you brought back. , stronger than the Black Arrow."

Ronan accepted it.

Jess picked up the hammer, put on her gloves, and went to work again.

Ronan stopped disturbing her and returned to the Temple of Soul.

…………

Miami, South Beach.

"Honey, I'm going into the sea, don't miss me!"

A young girl in a sexy swimsuit leaned over and kissed the old handsome man's face, then ran towards the sea with two long wheat-colored legs.

In the middle, he turned around and blew a kiss to Joseph.

Joseph sat on the beach chair, picked up the beer buried in the crushed ice, opened it and drank it.

The bright sunshine, the white sandy beach, the blue water, and the bikini buried deep in the gully are all pleasing to the eye.

I don't know how much more comfortable it is than Manhattan, where it is snowing and the cold wind is blowing.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is no one named Ronan here.

A day without Ronan is a sunny day!

Joseph just watched the TV news before he came out, and gave himself a thumbs up again!

No way, people are smart and know how to advance and retreat, so they live so comfortably.

If he didn't run fast enough, he would probably die in Manhattan like those idiots in the Federal Reserve.

Ronan is worthy of the title of Destroyer, Manhattan is about to be turned into ruins!

A middle-aged man came from behind, sat on the beach chair next to him, and said, "I really envy you, life is so pleasant."

Joseph took out a new can of beer and threw it to him: "Grius, you can enjoy life like me."

Grius said: "America has encountered such great difficulties, you will not take action? Your father and teacher are both founding fathers."

"I have shed blood for this land and made contributions to the United States. I am entitled to enjoy it!" Joseph said frankly: "Besides, I can't beat Ronan the Destroyer. Why did I take the initiative to die?"

Before going to London, when the plane broke down and stopped in Dublin, Grius heard him say something similar, and asked, "Do you want to help? I can find some help for you, my space spell..."

Joseph didn't take his words seriously, he stared at the beautiful woman in front of him and asked, "What help can you find?"

Grius opened the beer, took a sip, flipped his hand, the beer can disappeared out of thin air, and said, "I am good at space spells."

Once the breath accumulated in one's heart is poured out, it is too difficult to bring it up again.

With Benjamin's death, Joseph vented his last breath on the National Mall in Washington, waving his hand: "You should go to Washington, it suits you better."

Grius was laughing.

Joseph said again: "We are different. Your teacher Merlin died at the hands of Ronan, and I have no enmity with Ronan."

He then wondered: "At that time in Dublin, so close to England, why didn't you go to Merlin?"

Grius said slowly: "I don't agree with his ideas, and he doesn't like me as a student either."

Joseph was curious: "Because you are stronger than him?"

This is both doubtful and doubtful.

"It's more than that." Grius added: "I am neither Celtic nor Anglo-Saxon, and I don't want to participate in the battle between them."

Joseph was surprised: "Why can't you enjoy life like me? You also like beauties, treasures, and all the exquisite and beautiful life..."

Grius said something awkward: "Merlin is my teacher."

Joseph couldn't understand the twisted thinking of this kind of person. The teacher didn't help when he was alive, but he was thinking about it when he was dead.

It can only be said that he is a person who has lived in that wonderful land of England for a long time!

Grius said to himself: "Originally, I thought I could let go, come to North America from Dublin, and enjoy life to the fullest, but I still can't get rid of the entanglement in my heart, and I can't forget Merlin."

His voice was suddenly hoarse: "Merlin died when he died. His skills are inferior to others. I have nothing to say! But after he died, I wanted to summon his soul, but his soul disappeared!"

Hearing this, Joseph quietly gave himself another thumbs up, it was too right not to fight Ronan desperately!

In the future, you must stay away from Ronan the Destroyer and never meet him.

This person, killing people is not counted, but also extracting souls!

Grius said: "If it's you, can you bear it?"

Joseph really wanted to say yes, but the two of them got along well during this time, and it was really not suitable for them to speak face to face, so they nodded casually.

Grius lay back on the beach and said no more.

Joseph didn't want to continue the topic of Ronan, so he simply got up and walked into the sea, and soon became one with the beauties in bikinis.

…………

Paris, the Louvre, closed today.

In Napoleon's courtyard, a pyramid made of glass and metal covers the entrance of the Louvre.

Below the pyramid, there is also a small inverted pyramid.

The spire is facing the bright floor, and the sunlight shining on the pyramid, through a special design, gathers at the spire of the inverted pyramid and falls on the floor carved with patterns.

Just tens of meters below the floor, in an underground palace older than the Louvre, there is a crystal bed carved from magic crystals.

A young girl was lying on a crystal bed, as if she had fallen asleep.

The sunlight energy gathered by the pyramid magic circle above fell on the girl, and the irradiated girl's skin was crystal clear.

Asterix, the Gallic potionist, came in from the outside holding a magic box made of pure gold.

Sophie, the extraordinary affairs director of the French Security Bureau, asked after seeing him: "Master, are you ready?"

Asterix said: "Prepare for the last step now!"

The new head of the French Security Bureau Gerald said: "Let's start! France needs a saint!"

Luckily there were no Brits present...

Sophie and her assistant, Louise, took a few steps back and stood at the end of the bed.

The latter is holding the helmet that Joan of Arc wore back then, and the former is raising a white iris flag.

Gerald retreated further away, looked at the girl lying flat on the magic crystal bed, and looked forward to the return of the saint to France.

Extraordinary terror is raging all over the world. Ronan the Destroyer bombed Paris. Without the protection of the saint, France has no sense of security.

Asterix opened the golden magic box, took out the golden soul stone, and placed it on the girl's forehead.

The soul stone was activated immediately, and the golden light shone, illuminating the girl's cheeks.

Everyone stared blankly, as if time had frozen.

The golden color of the soul stone faded layer by layer, gradually becoming transparent.

The girl's eyelids trembled slightly, as if she would wake up at any moment.

But for a while, those eyes couldn't be opened no matter what.

The four people in the underground palace waited quietly and patiently, even forgetting the time.

I don't know how long it took, the soul stone was completely transparent, and the golden light in the room dissipated. The girl lying on the magic crystal bed suddenly opened her eyes!

Those eyes were golden at first, gradually faded, and finally turned yellowish brown.

The girl sat up, and the first thing she saw was the familiar helmet and the familiar flag.

Turning his head, he saw a familiar face again, and a friendly smile appeared on the holy face: "Asterix, we meet again."

Asterix bowed and saluted: "Joan of Arc!"

The smile on Joan's face disappeared, revealing a faint sadness: "Aubrey..."

"He is for France," said Asterix.

Hearing this name, Joan fell silent.

Sophie couldn't help worrying. After all, Joan of Arc was besieged by the Knights of the Round Table and eventually burned to death because of the betrayal of the French nobles.

When Joan's consciousness is not fully awakened, she needs the assistance of France and is helping France.

Now that she is awake, what will she do?

Joan of Arc stood up, adjusted her clothes a little while adapting to her new body, closed her eyes for a moment, and finally said a word: "All for France!"

Sophie and Gerald breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Joan of Arc walked forward: "I remember you, you are Sophie, you are protecting France, and you are doing a good job."

She took the white iris flag from Sophie's hand, but did not move the helmet, and asked Asterix, "Where is my sword?"

Asterix said: "Saint, Durandal has been waiting for your call."

Jeanne closed her eyes, stretched out her right hand, and grabbed at the empty air.

As if holding something, Joan pulled her hand back, and she pulled a long sword out of the void.

This is a one-handed sword with a black handle, a golden sword, and a silver body!

"Durandar, the sword of the angel." Joan called out the name of the sword: "We will fight side by side again!"

The sword was trembling, as if answering Joan's call!

This sword combines the teeth of St. Peter, the blood of St. Basil, the bones of St. Catherine, and the hair of Christ!

Joan of Arc wakes up but has not left the Louvre. She needs to further integrate with her new body and adapt to this new era.