I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

"Are you okay?" Jeanne asked.

Mike came to his senses and quickly got up from the ground.

The stag was so tall that even when he stood he was only level with its back.

Mike can completely confirm that this kind of creature has never existed in the human world.

The eyes of this stag were very lively, not dull and stupid at all like the stags he had seen in the past.

Mike even saw a hint of pride in its eyes, as if it was saying, "Shall I leave?"

To be honest, he wouldn't be surprised if this thing spoke directly now.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Jeanne.

"You you."

His voice was stuttering and he couldn't speak at all.

"Mike!" Lina rushed over from one side, hung up Mike's neck and buried herself in his arms, crying bitterly, "I thought... I thought"

Her throat was choked, and she didn't dare to say the next words, or even think about it.

"It's okay, Lina, we're saved." Mike stroked her back to comfort her.

Lina patted her shoulder and complained, "I have already told you to sell our house and move to another city. I have told you that this place is unlucky, but you don't believe me!"

"Okay." Mike continued to reassure, "There are others here."

Lina reacted quickly. She calmed down a little, then turned her head to thank Joan.

"Thanks"

But she froze mid-sentence. She stared blankly at Jeanne's face sitting on the back of the stag, with a hint of absent-mindedness in her eyes.

Decades ago this city called Harinid was occupied by the Germans.

At that time, the Germans carried out a brutal looting in Harinid. Many people's wealth was plundered, houses were burned down, and women were raped.

Lina was still very young at the time and was hidden in the basement by her father to escape death, but her father died at the hands of the German invaders.

So Linna has always been afraid of the separation of her relatives.

Later, she relied on the food stored in the basement to survive. It was only on the third day that she dared to move inside the house, but only there. She lived with her parents' corpses for half a month.

During that half-month, Linna's ears were filled with all kinds of piercing screams and gunshots, as well as the sharp laughter of men.

Rolling firelight often illuminates the dark sky, and acrid thick smoke often mixes in the air.

Later, the smell of gunpowder smoke turned into the smell of blood, and the whole city was shrouded in despair, with corpses everywhere.

During that half month, she never had a good night's sleep. She even thought that she would die in that house.

It was not until the armies of West France recaptured the city.

On the day when the army entered the city, the sky rarely cleared up after being gloomy for many days.

At that time, the people in the city were extremely afraid of the army. Even when the West French army arrived, no one dared to come out to greet it.

The streets were very quiet, but there were many pairs of eyes secretly watching the troops entering the city.

Lina also leaned against the window and took a peek.

The blond woman riding a black horse and holding a flag gun caught her attention almost immediately.

She was the only woman in the well-trained army behind her, and she even looked young and thin.

But the aura exuding from his body is not inferior to that of the group of steel troops behind him who have just experienced the war and been trained by blood and fire. And being able to walk at the forefront shows that they are at least the top brass of the army.

Lina didn't know this at the time, but even she could tell almost immediately that she was the leader.

She ordered the troops not to enter residential buildings and disturb the residents. They even slept on the street on the first day.

This also made the Harinids feel that this army was completely different from the rest.

Later she learned that the woman's name was Joan of Arc.

Harinid was liberated under her leadership.

Everyone in Harinidd remembers her appearance.

When they learned that she had been captured in Germany, many Harinids donated money to the city government, hoping that the government could redeem Joan.

The vast majority of people do not understand politics, and their emotions are very sincere and simple.

Some people even want to contribute money even if they want to sell their houses.

At that time, Lina also wanted to sell the necklace her mother left for her and donate it.

But in the end they were stopped by people from the city government.

When the news of her death reached Harinidh.

That was the first time Linna knew how the "city" cried.

Dusty memories surged out of Lina's mind.

And the face he had seen when he was a child gradually overlapped with the face of the woman in front of him.

Her face was flushed with excitement.

He raised his hand, his voice stuttering.

"You are"

"Ahhhhh!!! Help! Help!!"

A group of people came running from the other side of the block.

Some of them had suffered injuries and were bleeding profusely.

The person running last fell to the ground.

And a bipedal flying dragon flew over from the other side and pounced on the man.

The man screamed in horror.

But also at this time.

"Peng!"

A cannonball passed over Mike and others and hit the wyvern in the head.

As the blood bloomed, the flying dragon fell directly to the ground and began to twitch violently, but after twitching for a while, it lost movement.

Mike came to his senses and looked behind him.

There was a soldier lying on a jeep holding a sniper rifle. This sniper rifle was very different from the sniper rifles of the past. The barrel was longer and thicker.

After shooting the monster, he spoke through the intercom.

"Report, the target can be sniped by anti-materiel sniper rifles, but conventional weapons are unknown."

It can be said that the army of West France takes these monsters very seriously.

This kind of anti-material sniper rifle can penetrate even the steel plates of tanks, and it is obviously more than enough to deal with these dragons.

It is said to be a dragon, but in fact the dragon blood in the flying dragon's body may not even be one percent.

There are too many such sub-dragons in the dragon world.

But even this less than one percent blood still gave this bipedal dragon invulnerable scales and sharp teeth.

However, although it is invulnerable, it is not as thick as a tank's armor.

... A large number of engine roars suddenly sounded on the surrounding roads, and the tracks under several mechas pushed them to this street.

Several bipedal flying dragons with human limbs hanging from their mouths flew over from the other side, and wanted to swoop down and grab the humans below.

But the next moment, these mechas all raised their weapons.