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Wherever she went, everyone around her went crazy, attacking everyone around her, looting anything of value, and setting fire to all combustibles.

Gunshots rang out, flames rose, and screams continued.

Jess entered the Champs-Elysées, a commercial street that was already full of porridge, and fell into extreme madness and chaos.

The Molotov cocktail exploded, the raging fire spread, and some lunatics drove the burning car to hit the Arc de Triomphe!

Chaos spread quickly, spreading throughout District 1 in no time.

Paris is burning!

Thousands of red halos shot towards the art store in the fourth district like lightning.

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The sound of gunfire and machine guns spread into the underground of the Louvre.

Joan of Arc suddenly opened her eyes: "What happened outside?"

"The strike turned into a riot." Sophie was not flustered, because riots caused by strikes often happened in Paris.

Joan of Arc had a feeling: "Pagans are attacking Paris! They are destroying and killing wildly, Paris is burning..."

Sophie said: "The authorities are prepared."

Joan of Arc stood up: "I am Joan of Arc. Under the gift of God, I am transformed into the sword of France to resist and kill all the enemies of France, all the enemies of the Lord!"

She grabbed it with her left hand, and the flagpole of the white iris flag was tightly held in her hand!

Pull the right hand horizontally, and the holy sword Durandar bestowed by the Lord of Light shines with golden light!

Sophie wanted to stop her: "Saint!"

Before she finished speaking, Joan of Arc turned into a golden light and shadow, passed through the underground passage, passed through the glass pyramid, and rose to the top of the pyramid in Napoleon Square!

The brave girl stands on the glass pyramid, shining under the sunlight!

Joan saw it, saw everything in the square, saw everything on the road, and saw the center of Paris engulfed in flames!

Also saw heretics on a rampage of killing, destruction and arson!

The dirty heretics and the crazy black tide disgusted her to the extreme!

Joan of Arc never minded killing for France!

The white iris flag fluttered in the wind, and the endless sunlight fell on it, dyeing the flag golden.

Joan of Arc's powerful perception ability was activated, sensing every black pagan on the square and the road in front of the square.

"ruling!"

Joan of Arc held up the flag in her left hand!

The golden light gathered by the fleur-de-lis flag shot out into the sky, and each ray of light was like a golden arrow, shooting at one black heretic after another!

In the blink of an eye, thousands of black people's heads were opened, their brains flowed out, and they died unexpectedly!

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Chapter 401 The despicable and shameless person with black heart

As a large number of old blacks fell to the ground, the square at the front gate of the Louvre suddenly became much quieter, but Joan of Arc did not intend to stop at all. She jumped from the top of the glass pyramid and hit the ground with a bang.

With a sword in one hand and a flag in the other, he walked towards the crowded place.

On the ground, there were a large number of black corpses, with blood and brains flowing out.

Joan's disgust was written on her face, and her cold voice was full of killing and decisiveness: "Dirty heretics, get out of France, this is not your country!"

But what responded to her was only killing, chaos and madness.

The old blacks attacked everywhere like crazy, killing and setting fire, and even killing each other.

In the eyes of Joan of Arc, the defender of France from the Middle Ages, these black people are not human at all. What they say can make the white leftists in France rage: "Dirty monster, go back to hell!"

The powerful perception was activated, sensing every old black within sight, the holy sword Durandar was raised above his head, and the cold voice was cadenced, and he uttered the holy spell: "In the name of the heavenly father, judge the evil!"

In a large area nearby, countless black people suddenly stopped moving, touched their throats one by one, and frantically tore them apart, as if a gallows had been put on their necks. They opened their mouths and gasped desperately, but they couldn't take a breath of air.

Even the air hates them!

In a blink of an eye, a large group of black people fell down again.

Near the Louvre, the crazy Kuroshio is empty!

Joan's sharp eyes turned to the Champs Elysees.

There, the evil black current is still raging, and may break the French embankment at any time.

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Roof of the Comédie Française.

The strike turned from a parade to a riot, and most of the spectators hid in the building.

Ilsa looked into the distance and said, "It's a bit unexpected. I didn't expect her to hate black people so much."

Ronan replied softly: "In her time, black people had no status. What black people believe in now is precisely the heathen who was the sworn enemy of her time."

"It's just a corner of France," Ilsa said.

Ronan was thinking about other things, and asked: "With Joan's extreme performance, if she sees the real side of France, especially the 19th, 20th and 93rd districts, how will she react?"

Based on Joan's performance just now, Ilsa substituted herself and said, "The faith may collapse."

Ronan nodded slightly: "The flames of the British are burning, something neither the Knights of the Round Table nor Arthur can do..."

Could it be that the French killed themselves before the enemy hit Paris?

Ilsa said: "It really is France!"

The raven in the sky warned at this time, and Ronan said, "The cobras are about to be dispatched."

Ilsa untied the windbreaker she was wearing, and the clothes fell to the ground, revealing the dark red dragon skin battle clothes inside.

With the Dragonscale Shield on his left arm and the King's Sword on his right hand, he was ready to attack.

Ronan shook the magic carpet away with his hands, jumped on it with Ilsa, and controlled the magic carpet to fly into the sky.

Condescending, ready to shoot at any time.

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Sophie rushed out from the door of the glass pyramid, just in time to see Joan make her second shot.

In her eyes, countless old black corpses lay densely packed on the ground, as pitiful as slaughtered lambs.

"Why? Why!" Sophie seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be questioning: "Saint, why did you do this? Black lives matter!"

But Joan of Arc seemed to have never heard of it, and when the sword was retracted, there was a large black corpse on the ground.

Sophie was in a trance for a while, unable to believe everything in front of her eyes.

Potionist Asterix followed from behind, Sophie grabbed him and said, "Stop the saint, this is a massacre!"

Asterix just glanced at it and said, "The saint is angry, I can't help it!"

He looked at the old black corpses all over the place: "Pagans, if you die, you die."

Sophie turned her head and stared at him: "They are French too!"

Asterix didn't speak or do anything.

The current Saintess is comparable to when she was besieged by the British and the Knights of the Round Table, she only had enemies in her eyes.

Enemies, of course all must be killed!

The Holy Maiden fears nothing but treason!

Because the Lord is with her!

Sophie spread her legs and ran over there, shouting as she ran, "Saint, stop quickly! Stop!"

boom--

Sophie flew out sideways!

The sonic boom sounded!

A shock wave visible to the naked eye knocked Sophie into the air and hit the small triumphal arch in the square. The reduced version of the triumphal arch immediately collapsed in half.

Sophie spat out a mouthful of blood.

Asterix is ​​huddled up behind a replica Victory sculpture!

Looking up at the Louvre, there are more than 20 people standing on the tower, most of them are wearing helmets and holding weird firearms. Every time they shoot, they will shoot a large shock wave.

Sophie shrank behind the small triumphal arch, not daring to show her face again.

There was severe pain in the chest, abdomen and ribs. There must have been a rib fracture just now.

On the top of the Louvre Tower, a bald doctor wearing a helmet pointed to the flying iris flag and said, "Queen of the Snake, the target is there!"

The snake queen in emerald green leather said: "Very good, we join hands to deal with her! I can smell the freshness of her blood!"

The bald doctor was afraid that the snake queen would make outrageous scenes of attracting men before the battle, so he specially said, "For the Holy Return!"

The fluttering golden braids of the Queen of the Snake stopped suddenly, and her dissolute expression was straightened, and she replied seriously: "For the Holy Return!"

The bald doctor ordered: "Vlad, lead the team to deal with the people from the Security Bureau!"

While speaking, the snake queen jumped down from the roof of the building. The person was in the air, with his legs together. After landing, his lower body was like a snake, and he swam away quickly.

The bald doctor's cloak opened, like the wings of a bat, leading him to glide all the way.

The two went straight to Joan of Arc!

Joan of Arc, who was cleaning up the stinking black heretics, suddenly turned around and said coldly, "Vampire!"

The snake queen swam away quickly, and on her gorgeous face, she opened a bloody mouth, spraying out a ball of milky white liquid!

Joan dodged it, the liquid fell on a bus, corroded white smoke rose, and the bus shattered into a pile of iron slag in the blink of an eye!

In the sky, the bald doctor who was gliding shot out two discs from his wrists and inserted them into the ground in front of Joan of Arc. A low and piercing sound wave sounded, and the surviving non-black people fell to the ground one by one with their heads in their arms, with blood dripping from their ears, nose and mouth. , convulsed and died.

Joan of Arc bent her legs slightly, and the figure soared into the sky like an arrow from the string, and Durandal shone with golden light, slashing from bottom to top!

The bald doctor spread out his illusory bat wings behind him, wrapping them in front of him.

The sword light collided with the bat wing, and the bat wing collapsed immediately.

The bald doctor flew upside down and hit the wall of the side building of the Louvre, falling to the ground with countless cracks and rubble!

A blood arrow shot in front of Joan of Arc.

Joan of Arc waved the flag with her left hand, and the bloody arrow was deflected.

The person turned around in the air, with the flagpole of the iris flag hanging on his head and feet, like a lance, stabbing at the back of the snake!

The Snake Queen raised her hand, and a forked lightning flew out, colliding with Joan of Arc!

Joan landed upside down, Durandal pointed to the sky, and silently said: "Holy Light!"

The sun gathered on the edge of the sword, and Durandal's golden light shone!

"I have nothing to fear, because the Lord is with me!" Chanting the prayer silently, Joan was full of fighting spirit!

Durandal ignited a golden flame, like the blade of heaven!

Joan of Arc went forward bravely and rushed to the queen of the snake!

The powerful perception ability allowed her to capture the enemy on the left at the same time, and when the flagpole was lifted, a grid flew into the sky.

The Queen of the Snake put her five fingers together, opened them suddenly, and spit out the language of the abyss demon: "Blood is boiling!"

Joan of Arc suddenly slowed down as if she had been hit hard.

At this moment, the heartbeat speeded up more than ten times, and the blood rushed in the body!

Thousands of corpses exploded in the surroundings, and a large amount of blood flew up, flying and turning under the control of the queen of the snake, like a tornado composed of blood-red blades, enveloping Joan of Arc.

The violent heartbeat and boiling blood made Joan's movements slow down considerably!

The white robe on Joan's body was torn torn by the bloody wind, and the ordinary linen cloth couldn't resist such an attack!