Marvel Dragon Emperor Luo Lin

The archbishop raised his head proudly, looked contemptuously at the bound girl on the burning platform, and asked, "Joan of Arc, do you plead guilty?"

Joan of Arc held a small cross in her hand and said calmly: "My faith has never wavered, so why am I guilty?"

The archbishop sneered: "Hmph, a traitor and a woman who fell into heresy still dare to quibble."

Among the people watching, there were people who were blind and ignorant who believed in the rumors, but there were also people who had sharp eyes and saw through the truth.

But the British army was just trying to kill the opponent's morale and execute this 'miraculous' girl.

This trial is just a cutscene, a formality, a show.

In the name of the trial, they poured dirty water on her and pulled her off the altar, so that they could execute the girl justifiably.

Regardless of the process, the outcome is already doomed.

So everyone present saw a funny and unfair trial. No matter how Joan defended, they could refute it in the name of the church and faith, turning black and white.

Then, the twelve crimes against Joan were freshly released;

Article [-]: To deny the faith of Joan of Arc's revelations, and declare them dangerous demagogues, evil superstitions of the devil.

The second article: King Charles VII of France, who denies Joan of Arc's claim, is recognized by the gods.

Article [-]: Denies that Joan of Arc has seen angels, and believes that her belief is too rash, and that she is incapable of identifying angels, so her confirmation is too arrogant.

Article Four: Denying Joan of Arc's ability to see the future and linking it to superstition.

Article [-]: Linking Joan of Arc's wearing of men's clothes to idolatry on the charge of heresy.

Article Six: Take what Joan wrote in her letters as evidence of Joan's bloodthirsty nature.

Article [-]: To regard Joan of Arc as disfilial to her parents when she left her hometown to serve her country and join the army.

Article [-]: It is a crime to denounce Joan of Arc who tried to escape from prison after being captured and would rather die than fall into the hands of the British army.

Article IX: Denial of Joan's reasons for maintaining her virginity for the Faith.

Article [-]: To deny Joan of Arc's statement that the language of the angels is French is to belittle the faith of France.

No. 11: Treat Joan of Arc's respectful attitude towards angels as illegal idolatry.

No.12: It is believed that Joan put the order of the church above the order of the gods.

At this time, Luo Lin walked left and right among the crowded crowd, relying on his own tall body and strength far beyond ordinary people to force his way out.

There were quite a few people who were dissatisfied, but Luo Lin ignored them, and those who wanted to do something wrong would only pay a higher price.

Soon, Luo Lin squeezed into the front row of the crowd, the best viewing spot with a wide view.

Luo Lin looked at this dark and unfair trial, and for some reason, he felt angry in his heart.He didn't know why this happened.

Perhaps it was because the girl's appearance was more than [-]% similar to Joan of Arc's.

Perhaps it is because he is a person who hates injustice and oppression in his bones.

But he has already seen that Joan of Arc is actually Joan of Arc in Xingyue World.

That is, not long ago, he opened the first strengthened follower template for Joan of Arc.

Luo Lin didn't know why he appeared here, but Joan of Arc was burned to death and finally became a heroic spirit, which seemed to be a doomed thing in history, and it also belonged to Joan of Arc's fate.

Can he change what has been doomed now?

What can he do?

Even if he did something, maybe in the end it would be useless, right?

Thousands of thoughts flashed in Luo Lin's mind.

The archbishop made the final judgment: "Then, blasphemy heretic witch, no matter how much you quibble, the evidence of your crime has been conclusive, and now execute immediately!"

Then, the blond girl was tied to a burning pillar, and the surrounding soldiers added wood at her feet.

It's just that her face seemed to be fearless, calm and peaceful, as if she had accepted her fate frankly.

Clutching a small cross in her hand, she seemed to be praying, and then shouted loudly: "You burn one of me, but many will stand up and knock you down! Victory belongs to France!"

The crowd was furious, but they could only calm down when facing the soldiers. However, many people seemed to have tears in their eyes, and their hands were clenched into fists, tightly clenched.

It is precisely to face such a situation that a large number of British troops and guards were deployed to maintain order at the scene.

The Luolin people stand tall and tall in the front row, which is too eye-catching.

So there was a strong guard in front of him. Seeing something wrong with Luo Lin's face, he cursed arrogantly: "Untouchable, be honest with me, back off, if you don't want to die."

The guard was dangling the sword in front of Luo Lin intentionally or unintentionally, as if giving a threatening warning.

Luo Lin himself was still thinking about what he should do when he encountered this matter?

Will his actions really change history?

But now he didn't intend to endure it any longer. The guard's anger was the first trigger, and the unfair trial was the second.

He understands now, why bother?What are you worried about?If you have the strength, you can do whatever you want to do.

No matter what history, what fate, what fate, if he is unhappy, he will be blown away with one punch!

How did you become such a mother-in-law when you came here?

When would a little weak chicken dare to be so arrogant in front of him.

"Is it the courage that the sword gave you?"

Luo Lin's face turned cold, and he asked questions, and then King Kong's indestructible hands suddenly stretched out, and in an instant, he directly grabbed the guard's sword and made a metal twisting sound of "cracking", directly kneading it into a ball of scrap iron, throwing it away. on the ground.

Immediately, Luo Lin stretched out his hand, his arm turned into an afterimage, making people unable to react at all, pinching the guard's neck like an eagle catching a chicken, and lifting him up high.

"Get out of here!"

Seeing him with a red face and out of breath, Luo Lin shouted loudly and threw him ten meters away. He was rolling on the ground, his head was broken and bleeding, and his internal organs and bones were visible. Unclear injuries, bruises all over his body.

'Ugh...'

In the trial court, suddenly a guard was shot straight out like a cannonball, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground coughing up blood, which was naturally extremely conspicuous and abrupt.

Almost everyone's eyes were attracted by this scene.

The archbishop showed an angry look on his face. They represented the interests of the British side. There must be no room for error in this trial. He asked sternly: "Who?"

Luo Lin jumped, easily crossed the fence rope, stood directly on the square and shouted loudly: "I don't approve of this dirty and unfair trial!"

Joy flashed in the eyes of many conscientious people, and they were secretly praying in their hearts: hoping that someone could rescue that respectable and brave Orleans girl.

Just like the heroes in those legendary stories saving beauties.

The archbishop asked sternly: "Who are you? How dare you make trouble in such a holy trial?"

Without waiting for the archbishop's order, dozens of guards surrounded Luo Lin with weapons in hand.

Luo Lin replied contemptuously: "You don't deserve to know my name, you just need to know that I am a partner of justice."

At this moment, Luo Lin noticed an obscene gaze staring at him, he looked up, but saw a male clergyman next to the archbishop.

I have long heard that the place hides filth and filth, even if it is copper smelting, there are still people who have taken a fancy to his beauty.

Pooh!nausea.

The archbishop asked righteously: "You fellow witches, come out as many as you have, we will not let you interfere with this holy trial."

"Okay, you don't need to try, just me."

Luo Lin looked at his disgusted face and said.

The archbishop shouted: "What are you waiting for, guards, immediately seize this witch who is contemptuous of the court and the church."

It was also because I had considered that someone would rob the execution ground. After all, Joan of Arc had served as a general, so she might have die-hard followers.

Therefore, today's guards and troops are deployed very abundantly to ensure nothing goes wrong.

But I didn't expect that the troublemaker was the only one.

"I'm going to save the person today. Anyone who dares to stop me will die!"

Luo Lin looked at the soldiers who quickly gathered around him. He also gave a warning first politely and then with force. He knew very well that it was useless, but it was just to make them understand.

"Come on then."

Luo Lin remained motionless. A guard in front of him was eager to attack. He swung a sword and slashed at Luo Lin. Luo Lin reached out and grabbed it, crushing the sword into three or four pieces of iron.

Then he punched out, easily denting the soldier's Xiangtang, and his whole body flew backwards like a cannonball, directly knocking the soldiers behind him to the ground.

"You are too weak!"

Luo Lin commented indifferently, with long eyes in the back of his head, he tilted his head slightly to avoid a surprise attack from a spear.

He turned around, dodging the weapon attacks, and then squatted down and raised his legs with a powerful sweep, directly kicking off the legs of the five or six people who were besieging him.

Luo Lin ignored the soldiers who were screaming like dead dogs, and kicked them out like afterimages, kicking them all five or six meters away, and fell to the ground paralyzed, life or death unknown.

Since it is an enemy, there is no need to show mercy.

"Come on, stop him!"

The soldiers shouted, and dozens more soldiers gathered around with weapons in hand, attacking Luo Lin.

But soon, they realized that they were wrong, outrageously wrong, and they couldn't defeat this handsome young man with the advantage of numbers.

However, this was of no help at all. Luo Lin was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. As if he were in an uninhabited land, he used his physical palms to resist collisions with metal and stone weapons. Between punches and kicks, the guards' bones were broken and rubbed. Seriously injured and dying.

Luo Lin seems to have opened Wushuang, one person alone brushes a team.

'Uh...', 'Uh...',

In a short while, dozens of guards lay down on the ground screaming, not knowing whether they were alive or dead, only to see that none of their limbs were intact.

The rest of the guards looked at each other, fear flashed in their eyes, and the soldiers made panic voices at some point: "Monster, he is a real monster.", "We are just going to die in vain.", "His body and weapons As hard as it is, it must be evil magic!"

The archbishop could not let the situation be controlled. Although he was panicked, he still forced himself to shout immediately: "This bloody and brutal person must be the devil's minion. Whoever can kill this devil will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins." !"

With an order, those soldiers seemed to be a little eager to try again.

The so-called: under a heavy reward, there must be a brave man. Many people were confused by money and charged towards Luo Lin without fear of death.

Seeing Luo Lin being entangled, the archbishop suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and immediately sent an order in a low voice: "I can't wait any longer, execute the stake immediately, and burn that French woman to death!"

"not good!"

Luo Lin seemed to have sensed something, immediately increased his strength, and punched out, knocking a soldier more than 20 meters away, knocking several people into the air.

His body turned into an afterimage. He grabbed a guard's neck with one hand and twisted it casually. His right leg flew out and directly hammered the waist of a soldier, sending it flying away like a ball.

"Give it to me!"

Luo Lin was impatient and merciless, blasting a soldier's body with his fist, blood splashed everywhere, and various limbs and organs flew out...

The archbishop ordered: "Quick, stop that devil quickly, and never let him save the witch. Soldiers, for the sake of faith, it's time to dedicate your lives!"

This square was emptied, the distance was very large, and there was a steady stream of British troops surrounding it. Luo Lin was now nearly a hundred meters away from the burning platform.

However, the fire has already been lit.

"Since you all want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Regardless, Luo Lin stepped forward and accelerated, turning his body into a chariot and tank, crashing into the army crowd like a bull.

'Bang bang bang...'

His body was so powerful, it was like a huge rolling stone falling from the mountain, smashing those fragile soldiers to pieces, splashing blood, causing countless deaths and injuries, and wailing everywhere.

Not long after, the scene was a mess, with hundreds of dead bodies, and the rest of the soldiers were trembling, and some even started to lose control, but they just backed away step by step with their weapons in fear, wishing to run away immediately.

Luo Lin was covered in blood and looked very tragic, but the blood was not his, it was the enemy's.

There were no more enemies in front of Luo Lin, and the soldiers were all terrified by him, they just put on a defensive look, but they no longer had the slightest fighting spirit.

The archbishop still shouted loudly: "Soldiers, stop him!"

But the soldiers were indifferent, and the whole crowd looked at the scene in front of them.

No one dared to stop that young man, that handsome but powerful young man who was like a god descending to earth.

Just like that, the audience was silent, and no one could stop Luo Lin's pace. He quickly stepped onto the stake, and the flame was ignited on the firewood at the girl's feet, and it seemed that it would soon reach her feet and burn her. body.

Although Joan's face was a little uncomfortable, there was still peace and calm in her eyes.

She looked at Luo Lin like a god of death, fighting with blood, and finally came to her. She looked at Luo Lin and said, "Thank you, unknown young warrior. Although I don't know why, I don't know you. But you give me a very familiar feeling."

Luo Lin looked at this familiar face and said, "Stop talking, I'll save you first..."

But Joan of Arc said: "No, I am deeply disturbed that you have killed so many lives and committed serious crimes in order to save me. May the Lord forgive you..."

Luo Lin opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, and said: "Sorry, I don't believe in God, I am my own God!"

Joan of Arc refused: "Thank you for coming to save me, but I already know that today is the end of my destiny. This is my salvation, so I'm sorry, please let this fire burn my body..."