Marvel Dragon Emperor Luo Lin

"But Black Joan, you are not Joan!!!"

Luo Lin's words seemed to contain incomparable affirmation, as if they were stating some ironclad facts.Like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, like a blow to the head, it pierced into Joan of Arc's heart like a sharp sword.

"What? What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Joan of Arc's face showed surprise, and her golden pupils shrank suddenly.

Her first reaction was to deny it, but apparently she also seemed to have thought of...another possibility, but she was unwilling to admit it, or it was unbelievable.

Luo Lin couldn't help feeling a bit of heartache when he saw her irritated appearance, but this was a necessary process - telling Black Jeanne her true nature.

At some point, Joan of Arc's arm, which was still stubbornly fighting for strength, no longer exerted any strength.

And Luo Lin also restrained his strength, and gently let go of her hand.

"I do not believe……"

Joan of Arc said in disbelief, like a drowning man trying to grab a life-saving straw.

Luo Lin took a deep breath, with a serious expression on his face, looked at Black Joan, and said slowly: "Didn't you notice? You just look like Joan, your memory is vague , your experience is also vague, your personality and thoughts are completely different from hers... Black Joan, you are not Joan's reversal, side or one of the possibilities at all."

"impossible……"

Black Joan looked at Luo Lin's dark and deep eyes, and she unconsciously believed it.Just because she really didn't agree with the choice made by Joan of Arc, she even hated her a little.

Hei Joan was in a daze, and the thoughts in her heart emerged like a stormy sea.

If she is not Joan's blackened reversal, then what's the point of all she did?

The so-called 'revenge' is nothing more than a one-sided massacre.

She doesn't have any good reason.

The French are only sorry for Joan, but have nothing to do with her.

Is that right?

Then her existence, her life, or her spirit, her concept... everything becomes meaningless...

The so-called revenge is just a joke...

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.

"Hehehehe..."

Black Joan lowered her hair and let out a nervous laugh, as if she was laughing at herself, what she had done, and the world.

Her spirit and psychology seemed to be gradually collapsing, she slowly slumped on the ground, and suddenly raised her head in a self-defeating manner, her expression was agitated and somewhat hysterical, and she asked sharply: "Then tell me! What am I? !"

Luo Lin said to her, "You are you!"

But these words are meaningless to Joan of Arc who thinks revenge is the meaning of his existence.

"Hehehehahahahaha..."

She was dejected, lowered her head in despair, and let out a mocking laugh.Smiling and laughing, there seemed to be tears in the eyes.

The laughter echoed in the empty hall, making it extremely harsh.

Seeing this, Luo Lin panicked a little. His words seemed to have dealt too much a blow to Hei Joan, and he just wanted to persuade him: "Hei Joan, don't be like this..."

At this time, Luo Lin found that a burst of magical light slowly emerged from the feet of Joan of Arc, just like the scene that would appear when a follower died and returned to the Hall of Valor.

The so-called: There is nothing greater than heart death.

Black Joan's mentality collapsed, she thought her existence was meaningless, so her body, the body of a heroic spirit, also collapsed on its own...

"No!"

Luo Lin shouted loudly, as if trying to dissuade something.

At this moment, the mutation protruded.

I saw a person in a black robe slowly appearing behind Black Joan of Arc.

It was as if he had been attached to Joan of Arc.

It was probably a man, his whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and his face was also covered by a handsome hood, only half of his face under the nose was exposed, looking extremely mysterious.

He came out, slapped Black Joan on the shoulder, and said, "What happened? My Black Joan, why are you so sad?!"

And it seemed that it was his actions that actually stopped Black Joan's body from collapsing.

Hearing this, Joan of Arc seemed to have sensed the existence of this person, her ugly expression seemed to be dumbfounded, and she slowly raised her head and said, "Who... are you?"

That person smiled softly: "I am the one who created you. I created you with the ashes of Joan of Arc, using her as a template, adding my obsession and imagination, and the magic power as huge as the Holy Grail. My dear black Joan of Arc!"

"So I'm really not Joan of Arc, right?"

Black Joan said, and asked sharply: "Then why did you let me embark on the road of revenge? Doing such meaningless things?"

The mysterious man showed a loving smile like an old father, and said:

"My Joan of Arc, I hope you can freely do what you like to do, live freely, choose freely, and experience experiences that you have never had before."

"Whether it is good or evil, no matter what choice you make, I will support you!"

"You chose revenge, and I will support you as always."

"If you think that revenge is the meaning of your existence, why don't you go on firmly? After all, the taste of revenge is as sweet as honey!"

The mysterious man said bewitching words, leaned over and hugged Joan of Arc from behind into his arms.

Joan of Arc's face froze when she heard the words, as if she was thinking about those words, and fell into a state of contemplation, without any intention of resisting.

"who are you?"

Luo Lin asked.

This person is bewitching like a devil, letting Joan of Arc indulge himself, which is extremely dangerous.

Luo Lin stared at the black-robed man closely, because he sensed an extremely huge magical power from the black-robed man, and that magical power was inexplicably familiar.

Luo Lin once suspected that he was Marshal Caster, but he was obviously not.

And the worst thing is, seeing this scene before him, for some reason, Luo Lin felt that he was being NTRed face to face.

"I..."

The mysterious man hugged Joan of Arc intimately, he raised his head slightly, and then slowly lifted his hood with one hand.

Luo Lin stared intently. He had imagined many times what the face of the mysterious man under the hood looked like, and now he officially revealed the answer.

Sure enough, as he imagined.That person has picturesque eyebrows, a face like a crown jade, like a handsome young man in the world, handsome features, sharp-edged face contour, that appearance can be called the face of heaven and man...

Ahem, just one word, handsome!

He's so handsome, so handsome.

The black-robed man lifted his hood, revealing a face exactly like Luo Lin's. He smiled slightly and said, "I am you!"

Luo Lin asked recklessly: "You are me? I don't believe it, so why did you do this?"

The black-robed Luo Lin smiled and said, "I am you, or I am your subconscious mind, and it is the part with more bad tastes."

"As for why you did it, of course it's because it's fun."

"And whether it's creating Joan of Arc or letting her make her own choice, isn't it an expression of love? Besides, no one is a villain, so how can you bring her back to the right path?"

Luo Lin heard the words but retorted: "Since you are me, why did you create such a troublesome situation for me?"

Luo Lin in the black robe showed a nasty smile, and said leisurely: "Because I want to see people suffer, even if this person is myself, hahahahaha... well, let's not talk about it, it's time for Black Joan to wake up, she has already thought about it." pass."

Luo Lin said with an ugly face: "You——!"

As soon as Luo Lin in the black robe finished speaking, Joan of Arc seemed to have figured out something, and said with a big realization: "Yes, revenge, revenge, I just want revenge!!!"

She felt all the memory of Joan engraved in Hei Joan's mind, and the pain she endured at the stake.

So this is her 'revenge', not Joan's.

"Okay, my Black Joan, before you can take revenge, you still need some strength."

The black-robed Luo Lin said bewitchingly, and then embraced Hei Joan's waist, his whole body began to blur, turning into a pure and huge magic power and entering Hei Joan's body.

It felt like giving Black Joan a n Holy Grail enhancements.

When Luo Lin saw this, he suddenly understood.

His magical power was usurped and controlled by that 'I', used to create Black Joan, and now it is also used to strengthen Black Joan's power.

In this painless matter, the only thing that makes Luo Lin feel good is that at least 'himself' created Joan of Arc instead of Jill, the perverted marshal.

But Black Joan's current state is really not right.

It looked like he was pursuing his own meaning of existence too much, and limited himself to the scope and framework of 'revenge'.

It's like being obsessed with too much obsession.

Luo Lin rushed forward, trying to stop: "No!"

'call--! '

Joan of Arc threw out a huge amount of magic power casually. Although the technique of using it was extremely rough, it couldn't hold back the strength of this force. In almost an instant, a storm of magic power swept across.

'Bang rumbling——! '

The roof of the entire City Lord's Mansion was lifted neatly, and Luo Lin was hit by the magic storm and flew upside down.After smashing through three or four buildings in a row, it barely stopped.

Black Joan's voice sounded like a demon king, shaking the sky and reaching the heavens: "No one can stop me from taking revenge, no one can!"

Luo Lin was lying in the collapsed building, and suddenly his own voice sounded like a delay:

"I, I will leave the rest of the matter to you. I believe you can solve it, right? After all, you are the best at picking up girls!"

"Grass!"

Luo Lin spat.

What kind of shit is this?

You make trouble and let me solve it?

This is 'I' calculating myself! ?

But Luo Lin thought about it carefully, this really seemed like something he would do with a bad taste.

But it's useless to pursue this now.

"Alright, Joan of Arc, since you've gone astray, let me, the master, wake you up and correct you."

Luo Lin flipped over the stone covering him casually, stood up, and said slowly.

That huge magic power made Joan of Arc almost have the power of a god. She roughly drove the magic power, and she could easily fly herself into the air.

Although this is a waste of magic power, what does it matter, anyway, the magic power is huge and endless.

She hung in the air alone, exuding powerful magic power and aura, creating a strong storm.

The depressing momentum seemed to be the end of the day, the sun was gradually dimming, the dark clouds were billowing to cover it, and the color of the sky and the earth changed.

'Boom! '

Thunder flashed in the sky.

At this moment, Joan of Arc descended into the world like a demon god.

'Ho ho ho ho—! '

Although Fafnir didn't know why Joan of Arc suddenly became so powerful, he quickly sent out his Dragon's Roar to congratulate his master.

'Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho -! '

Afterwards, Qianlong roared angrily, with great momentum, as if he was extremely happy for the strength of his master.

And Joan of Arc, who had been on the road for a long time, was more than 20 kilometers away at this time, but even so, she could feel the terrifying magic power and breath like a god.

Although she didn't know what happened, she still hurried over.

Luo Lin jumped out of the abandoned building, jumped a few times, and boarded the tallest building in the surrounding area. He shouted: "Black Jeanne, you are wrong!"

Black Joan looked down at Luo Lin's figure in the air, a trace of displeasure flashed across her indifferent face, and said coldly: "Luo Lin, do you want to stop me from revenge? Do you also want to deny the meaning of my existence? "

Luo Lin argued: "No, that's not the case..."

"Then you are my enemy."

Joan of Arc's face showed a trace of sadness, and as soon as she finished speaking, a jet-black knight sword condensed in her hand, and swung it down towards Luo Lin's location.

'Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo! '

In an instant, the sound of violent and hot fire waves sounded, and a crimson flame column tens of meters high rose from the ground and moved towards Luo Lin.

"Use my strength to hit me, I rely on it."

Luo Lin complained, stepped on his foot, and jumped more than a hundred meters away, dodging.

'Bang rumbling——! '

When the dust settled, I saw that terrifying flame was like a huge sword blade, splitting a crack more than ten meters wide and more than a hundred meters long in the urban area, causing many houses to collapse and turn into dust, leaving behind A pitch-black scorched earth.

This is just a casual hit.

Looking at Hei Joan's stubborn appearance, Luo Lin showed a helpless and serious look: "Well, since the negotiation is invalid, we can only do it."

"Roar--!"

Fafnir seemed to want to show his loyalty, so he flew towards Luo Lin with all his teeth and claws.

"Stupid Dragon, get the hell out of here!"

And Luo Lin happened to be full of dissatisfaction and had nowhere to vent. He jumped, and his whole body was shot like a cannonball. The terrifying power gathered under his feet, and he kicked Fafnir's head fiercely.

"Roar woo woo woo..."

Fafnir wailed again, the dragon scales on its entire head cracked, dragon blood splashed like a spring, the skull was shattered, and even a dragon horn was broken.

'Bang rumbling——! '

Fafnir screamed, and the terrifying power kicked its entire dragon from the air to the ground, and then rolled rapidly, crushing many houses.

Then Fafnir passed out and lost his fighting power.

And Luo Lin didn't finish this, he had already made a calculation, adjusted the angle, and kicked Fafner flying with that kick.With the help of the counter-shock force, Luo Lin turned into a trajectory and jumped towards the direction of Hei Joan's sky.

'call out--! '

Luo Lin came to Hei Joan like an arrow, he punched out, and a terrifying storm suddenly emerged, tens of millions of violent forces blasted towards Hei Joan.

Black Joan didn't take it seriously at first, but soon sensed the danger, and immediately waved the battle flag in front of her.

'Boom! '

The fist collided with the body of the gun, and Joan of Arc was instantly knocked away by that force, and fell straight down like a meteorite.

'Bang rumbling——! '

Black Joan fell and knocked down a building, but she quickly turned over and muttered: "It seems that I underestimated you, Luo Lin, I didn't expect you to have such strength."

'despair! '

There was a sonic boom in the air, and Luo Lin's leg turned into an afterimage and kicked in the air. He even adjusted his direction, and chased towards the place where Joan of Arc landed like a sharp arrow.

That was because he couldn't fly, so he came up with an impromptu alternative method, stepping on the air with strong foot force, generating strong airborne force, allowing him to move rapidly in the air.

Just like Tsukibu in One Piece.