Come to Infinity, Sacrifice to Me

"Don't be so angry. When you reach my height, you will know that the so-called life and death are really not something worth caring about. Whether you go to heaven or fall to hell forever, I will wait at the end."

"Therefore, you only need to treat it as a trial!"

Eyelids couldn't help but twitch a few times. This kind of statement really has a generation gap with ordinary people, but as a witch who controls the fire of hell, Heizhen herself is not as obsessed with the boundary between life and death as ordinary people, so she just muttered a little After a few sentences, he did not continue to complain, but asked the previous question:

"You haven't told me how to find a chance to beat Sajo Aiga!"

"I didn't even think about such a simple question, tsk tsk, I clearly advised you to read more books!" After making fun of the village girl's knowledge, before the girl got angry, Liu Daoming shifted her mind Hei Zhen thought, "You have to know, in this multiverse, the root is not the only one!"

"You said me again... wait, the root is not the only one, you mean..."

After understanding what Liu Daoming said, the Dragon Witch stood up excitedly, walking around like ADHD, the light in her eyes became more and more dazzling.

Liu Daoming watched the girl's movements with a smile, and turned his gaze to the long river of time in his hand lightly, only to see a variety of new possibilities expanding and splitting, like thousands of angry dragons probing the sky.

"Well, is there really a connection..."

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A parallel world with a strong religious atmosphere.

From the perspective of people's livelihood, this parallel world is around the 21st century, with great technological development, explosive population growth, convenient information transmission, and extraordinary cultural popularity.

With all these characteristics, even if this world is not a religious desert and atheism is rampant, there should be no possibility of gods and beliefs entering every household. Religious customs are engraved on the basic necessities of life, and become an indispensable part of countless people's daily life. That's right.

However, this kind of miracle did happen in this world!

Just because God is real, the power given by God favors all people in the world, and the saint who upholds God's will raises the holy banner of iris to guide the world to pursue the path of God.

At this moment, in the most important church in the world, an invisible spatial fluctuation opened up. The somewhat pale Joan of Arc opened her eyes from her daily prayers and calmly looked at Gilles de Ray who walked in with a serious expression. .

"Your Highness, we have arranged the world and soldiers left by Her Highness Jeanna as instructed. Because of Her Highness Jeanna's instructions in advance, there were no unexpected situations during this process."

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Jill!" Putting away her prayer posture, the saint, who was as beautiful as a lily blooming, tried her best to look energetic even though her face was pale.

"Although Xiao Hei is usually a bit arrogant, she still cares about the people under her command. I believe that since she chose to leave, she must have arranged everything."

"Her Highness Jeanne is just not good at expressing herself!" Marshal Jill defended her former boss with a wry smile.

"I know," Bai Zhen smiled, "She is my proud sister!"

Gilles de Ray didn't respond, but he knew that if Hei Zhen heard this, he would definitely quarrel with Bai Zhen.

"Is everyone else ready?"

The chat ended here, the smile on his face was suppressed, and Joan of Arc entered the working state.

"We should leave!"

Chapter 80: Incorporate everything with mental imagery; cut off the cracks in time and space

"It's time for us to leave," Joan of Arc looked at the void outside the world with some regret, and looked at the arrangement of countless parallel worlds below the root, "to find our real future!"

"Your Highness, we are incompetent!"

Gilles de Rai only felt his heart twitching at the moment, and the iron-like will of a soldier of hundreds of battles could not help but bow his head in pain, so that no one could see the shame on his face, "If it weren't for our lack of strength, we wouldn't have I was forced to stay away from my homeland by that Xinglang God!"

What a painful choice it is to leave your hometown and have a home but not be able to return.

But Xinglang God is too strong, and they are too weak. If they stay, it will be the end of that goddess who will defeat each other and die in the end. Therefore, even if they don't want to, they can only be forced to leave the source like bereaved dogs and live a miserable life. A vagabond career.

After this trip, it is impossible to predict what the future will be like. Even death in a foreign land is very possible, and it is really not a happy choice.

It's just that life and death are not in control...

"It doesn't matter!" Bai Zhen advised gently: "I am the one who made this decision after all, how can I blame you, and our strategic transfer this time does not mean that we have completely abandoned our homeland. It’s just that the situation forced us to open up a new battlefield to open up the situation.”

The Holy Maiden's words carried their inherent appeal. She cheered on her loyal subordinates, showing that her fighting spirit was still high enough to lead them to continue fighting and achieve victory.

She has never given up as a leader and as a saint, so how can others have the nerve to say defeat lightly?

"Yes, Your Highness, this time we have to, but one day in the future, we will return with the battle flag high and declare our belated victory!"

At any rate, he is a marshal who has gone through battles and is famous on the Throne of Heroes, and after the shackles of pan-human history disintegrated, he followed Joan of Arc and fought many bloody battles with many gods and heroic spirits. How could he be that kind of weak person.

It was just because of melancholy before, and Bai Zhen often listened to their troubles as a spiritual teacher on weekdays, so Gilles de Ray subconsciously complained about her depression.

"It should be so," the saint showed a devout gesture, "under the witness of our lord, the future path must be bright."

Gilles de Ray: "Amen!"

"Make final preparations, Jill!"

After praying from the bottom of her heart, Joan opened her eyes, raised her right hand, and the white iris flower banner that had always accompanied her suddenly appeared.

"As ordered!"

Watching the marshal leave, the saint, who had been maintaining a dignified and confident posture, narrowed her crystal-like shining eyes, and there was a trace of solemnity and unwillingness in her gaze looking out into the sky.

Even the saint is not without emotions, but as the leader of many believers, she must not show a weak posture outside.

Being forced by Xinglang God to escape from the root area, for Joan of Arc who regards Aige as the lord of original sin and the devil Satan as a trial that human beings must defeat, it is tantamount to failing the mission and grace bestowed by God , the guilt in her heart turned into ants and insects biting her all the time, making it rare for the girl to be at peace.

This is the reason why she couldn't wait to come to this church to pray and confess her sins to God just after returning from the pursuit of Shatiao Aige.

In contrast, it’s not a big deal just to get out of the scope of the source later. After all, a powerhouse like her is completely capable of bringing her subjects and a part of the world into the internal universe evolved from the inherent barrier, leading all The family left together.