This is My Heroic Path

When An Zhiyu raised his head, the god flicked An Zhiyu's forehead with his fingers, and he flew upside down.

"This is the price of disrespect to the gods!"

After hearing the god's last words, An Zhiyu only felt a headache in his head, and after cursing inwardly that the god was really stingy, he suddenly felt dark in front of his eyes.

When An Zhiyu opened his eyes again, a forest appeared in front of him.

A lush forest.

An Zhiyu frowned slightly.

Is this a double dream?

Was that just a dream?Recalling the things the gods gave him just now, An Zhiyu tried to feel the changes in his body.

He took a deep breath, and the magic power immediately filled his body.

This is the power brought by the real white dragon, "White Dragon Furnace Heart", the power once mastered by Vortigern, as long as he takes a breath, the abundant magic power will be mobilized immediately.

By the way, that person just now was Odin, right?

An Zhiyu recalled the man he saw earlier, the sense of holiness, and the attire. He must be the great god Odin.

Is Odin dead or alive?Since you can talk to me, you are still not dead, right?

Just as An Zhiyu thought of this, a sword flag suddenly pierced through his left shoulder in the distance along with the sound of the wind.

A tingling pain came, and An Zhiyu staggered and fell to the ground, but his mood was calm.

It's just a dream after all.

Not only was his mood calm, he was even thinking in his heart: CNM, did you hear me, CNM!

Why do you have such a nightmare? !

Can't you have some sweet dreams?

For example, in reality, I am lying on a hospital bed, and then there is a beautiful girl guarding the bedside to take care of him. Maybe she will come forward to kiss me because of nostalgia and other reasons.

Having said that, will I wake up and find that I have slept for two or three years?

An Zhiyu suddenly thought for no reason.

Then after waking up, he has a daughter or a son... If he has a child, he has to consider the issue of the name, right?Let the female be called Mordred, and the male should be casual, called Redmode, um...

"I'm sorry, I don't know if you are an enemy or not. It's the least risky thing to do."

A cold and crisp sound came from a distance, and footsteps approached slowly.

An Zhiyu recovered from the fantasy just now, and slowly raised his head to look.

A silver-haired woman was approaching him. She was holding a flag, with a sadistic cruel smile on her face, and a cold killing intent in her golden eyes.

"Lily?" An Zhiyu asked subconsciously.

It really looks like Artoria, Arturia after blackening.

"What stupid things are you talking about?" The woman frowned, "Forget it, let me give you a ride."

She raised the flag gun in her hand.

But at this time, there was another sound like a breaking wind in the distance, and the woman stepped back quickly, staring at the army that was coming one after another, and the blond girl at the head, her long hair tied into a With braids, he walked to An Zhiyu's side and raised the flag gun in his hand.

"That's it, you are not allowed to hurt innocent people anymore!"

"Lily?" An Zhiyu asked again.

Why do these two look so much like Lily?

The girl turned her head to look at An Zhiyu, and smiled, a smile full of holiness, "You've got the wrong person."

"My name is Jeanne Darc, I'm sorry I couldn't save you sooner."

"It's okay...but I think I can save it again." An Zhiyu said.

How could the body of a white dragon burp after being stabbed?What's more, the injury was only on the shoulder.

Moreover, even if he really died, it was just a dream.

"You..." Jeanne showed a surprised expression, looked down and saw the gradually healing wound on An Zhiyu's left shoulder, her eyes gradually widened.

"Are you the White Dragon?!"

An Zhiyu nodded blankly.

Although he didn't understand what the other party meant, he was indeed a white dragon.

Joan's eyes lit up bit by bit, looking at An Zhiyu, her tone was full of surprise: "This must be the Lord's revelation, let us meet here."

"Why is this dream getting more and more outrageous?" An Zhiyu muttered.

"I will explain it to you later, and now I have to take you away." Joan of Arc raised the flag in her hand with a firm expression.

Then, An Zhiyu heard the sound of swords clashing, as if the two sides had started a battle.

what is happening?

It's impossible for me to time travel again, right?