Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

A large amount of complicated information was stuffed into the depths of her consciousness, like a long, long dream, but her instinct told her that she just experienced the blink of an eye and saw the eternal truth glance.

Immediately afterwards, the girl only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and then the surrounding space was subverted, and the reality was finally completely separated, and the time and space were reconstructed. When she came back to her senses, she was no longer in the church where she was resting before. Instead, the infinitely wide blue sky, the distant fields and the haystacks paved with straw under the sun are replaced by the infinitely wide blue sky.

"It's time to react, you can't stay in a daze like this!"

A crisp voice came over, and she was taken aback for a moment, "Jean of Arc" turned her head subconsciously, and saw a man with dark hair on the pile of straw next to him, so handsome that one could tell at a glance that he was not a mortal. He looked at her with a smile that wasn't a smile.

He sat there quietly like this, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, naturally there was a kind of charm that made her heart-wrenching, making her want to kneel on the ground to pray for him, and dedicate everything to him.

A strange feeling came to my heart, and the Dragon Witch couldn't help feeling a little dizzy. Could this be the so-called love at first sight?

No, the girl shook her head suddenly, a strong sense of shame welled up in her heart.

As an avenger who was just born, although she also hides the desire to fall in love with a beautiful boy who suits her heart deep in her heart, how can she be so nympho to someone she meets for the first time!

"You... who are you? Here... where is it?"

Startled, she gritted her teeth, blushed and looked away, not daring to look at the other person's face, even if she wanted to ask questions, she didn't have the momentum, so she could only hesitate.

"Me? As you can see, I should be a psychological counselor now, um, I'm here to help girls!"

Feeling the breeze blowing in front of him, Liu Daoming responded with a smile, and his gentle tone slowly soothed the anxiety of "Jeanne" who came suddenly and saw some incomprehensible things, "As for this, according to the reality The words of the magicians in the book are exactly what they have been pursuing [the root vortex]”

"As for the nature of this place, you, who have seen so many scenes before, have a general understanding! But in order for us to have a better conversation, I specially remodeled the originally empty place. Its current appearance should be It is a memory scene that you are more comfortable with in your heart."

Hearing this, the girl was slightly taken aback, not only because of the strange identity that Liu Daoming answered, but also because she only realized now that the world in front of her gave her an inexplicable sense of comfort, so comfortable that she felt it naturally Half lying on the straw pile.

In the memories belonging to "Jean of Arc", she seems to really miss the feeling of running in the fields and rolling in the straw piles.

"...The vortex of root, is it actually here? Then you are?"

Because of the shame of her subconscious sense of comfort, the girl could only tense her face, not to show the posture of a little girl, but forcibly controlled herself, glaring at Liu Daoming with what she thought was the sharpest gaze.

Born as a Servant, after the mutant Holy Grail made up for her own defects, the girl has a better understanding of all kinds of common sense in this world, not to mention seeing so many things when she entered the root.

But isn't the ultimate pursuit of that magician impossible to survive as long as he enters it?Why is this guy not only able to bring her here, but also make the dignified root vortex look like this?

Thinking of when she was going to summon the heroic spirit during the day, only to find that the magic item turned into a Holy Grail that was actually stained with divine blood at some point, and the Apocalypse that broke into the soul, the expression of the Dragon Witch suddenly changed.

"you you……"

"Well, didn't you react quickly!"

Wearing a black god robe, the god who was very amused by the girl's reaction smiled softly, "Why, are you so unhappy after seeing your own god? I didn't bully you, don't show a bullied and wronged expression what!"

Those dark eyes seemed to see the depths of her heart all the time, and the Dragon Witch suddenly felt restless, and the previous shock that seemed to shake her soul seemed to have disappeared, replaced by an awkward sense of powerlessness.

Undoubtedly, no one can remain indifferent when facing this existence in front of him, because He is the only God and the Supreme One who dominates the spiritual beliefs of countless beings in the Western world.

If another person could feel the glory of God in reality, even a pagan would bow down and beg for forgiveness, crying bitterly, right?

It's just that when she saw the other party, the Dragon Witch naturally realized this. There is no trace of falsehood in the existence in front of her. It is a matter of course that she is the God who creates everything, dominates everything, and destroys everything.

No wonder the root cause is that it is just a plaything. Even though the self-proclaimed vengeful witch, "Joan of Arc" who no longer believes in God, only believes that she has abandoned her faith, but has never doubted the other party's majesty and authority.

But... why did you appear in front of me, why did you have to send down the apocalypse, obviously I have given up the dregs of the past!

"Did you really give up?" Came the leisurely voice, he obviously could know the girl's mind, but he didn't care, let alone the slightest irritation, as casual as imagined, "Or, it doesn't exist at all. , how can there be such a thing as abandonment?"

"You, what did you say?"

Her pupils shrank suddenly, and she grabbed a strand of her long hair. Hei Joan listened to the other person's words, and suddenly a wave of panic welled up in her heart.

"Why bother? The Holy Grail is the embodiment of miracles. Since you rely on it to complete your life, you should already know your origin!"

However, at this moment, Liu Daoming didn't say that he would be sympathetic to the fragrance and cherish the jade, so he very plainly pierced the fantasy dream that the girl had never dared to face, "Jean is a pure and flawless saint... Well, there are still some flaws, but at least she is really not There is a reverse side that represents the Avenger, because he never resented his ending from the beginning to the end!"

"Damn...Damn, hate, hate!... What do you want to say? Does it make you happy to belittle me..."

accurate!Very upset!

Having been punctured by Liu Daoming on what she cared about most, the girl completely disregarded the identity of the person in front of her, and cursed at herself.

"Yes! I'm not that village girl, but so what...you look down on me so much, why did you call me here!"

Waving the curse flag in her hand vigorously, she cursed as if venting, and the burning red lotus flames followed the direction of the flag and quickly burned out on the ground along a straight line.

Soon, the ground area was cut in a criss-cross pattern, turning the surrounding area into a sea of ​​flames.

Not long after, she stopped panting slightly.

It's not that she really lost her magic power, or her physical strength is exhausted. The body transformed by the Holy Grail can be said to be a top-level fantasy species. With such support, even if it is a big mana-consuming treasure like a treasure, she can treat it as an ordinary one. Skills are used for a short time.

However, even though she didn't consume much physical strength and magic power, she suddenly felt a sudden sense of exhaustion—it didn't appear on her body, but rushed to her heart.

"..."

Looking at the girl's decadent posture, and waiting for her to vent for a while, Liu Daoming calmly said, "Not only are you arrogant, but you are also quite self-talking!"

"...Who is Tsundere, talking to himself!"

Normally, the girl would definitely scold the other party viciously, and even didn't mind using force to defend her honor.

But now that she knows the truth that shakes her own will to exist, the girl retorted weakly subconsciously, and the curse flag in her hand slowly lowered, not at all the cynicism she had when she was just born, she just spoke justice and took revenge on the whole world a feeling of.

But this is also a matter of course, after all, the girl was born in response to Gilles de Ray's wish, because the man felt that the saint who was burned to death should be angry and should take revenge on those people, so there is such a A witch is born.

The idea of ​​anger, resentment, and revenge was forcibly endowed by Gilles de Ray, as were the memories and experiences of being burned to death, which belonged to Joan of Arc, not hers. No relationship.