Second World Book

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Since I wanted to read a book, I naturally found a well-known writer, so I saw Shakespeare's description of her... all kinds of blackness, it was simply unsightly, and I was so angry that I burned that bookstore on the spot, and I ended up with Shakespeare's Liangzi up.

At the beginning, Heizhen even wanted to drag Shabi, who was hundreds of feet tall, out of the grave and whip her corpse to relieve her hatred, but she just considered that the other party's bones and dregs were rotten, so she let it go. host.

It really is the miraculous Holy Grail War, and I can finally vent my anger! Heizhen laughed contemptuously, looked at Shabby who was lying on the ground, and said, Do you have any last words?

It's just... just the beginning... How can I leave? This world... will be our stage... It's time for the show to start, let's give a thunderous applause! Shabi gritted her teeth with sweat dripping down her forehead, and at the same time He slammed the magic book in his hand on the ground to activate the treasure, and with a bang, the pages of the book flew out, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

Huh? Inherent enchantment? Hei Zhen's pretty face changed slightly, Shabi who was fixed on the ground had disappeared, and when she looked around, there were all fields and paths, and the old house at the entrance of the village not far away made her inexplicably familiar.

This is... the hometown of Joan of Arc? Illusion... no, is it the treasure of the caster? It's ridiculous, this kind of thing can affect me? Hei Zhen snorted dismissively, and when she heard footsteps behind her, she turned her head and saw A middle-aged village girl is like Joan of Arc twenty or thirty years later.

The old village girl was slightly stunned, and said in shock, Why...why were you burned at the stake and ridiculed for eighteen years! You obviously got a revelation before you set off...

The middle-aged village girl stepped forward and took Heizhen's hand.

Don't touch me, let go— Hei Zhen resisted and shouted, she didn't admit that this woman was her mother, this village girl belonged to that guy Bai Zhen, not hers, although she thought so rationally, she still didn't push it away Open the old village girl.

At this moment, Hei Zhen had to admit that Shabi was really good at attacking her from the weakest area of ​​human nature, killing without blood, referring to literati.

Once, Hei Zhen thought that she was the blackening of Joan of Arc, but when she learned the truth, she was a fake with no past. From the moment the saint was burned to death, she was born with the memory of Joan of Arc!

Please don't go, Jenny... the old village girl begged bitterly.

I have to go, but not for the country. If it was a white guy, she would have no hesitation and stupidity to sacrifice to save the country! But I won't, I will only destroy everything. If she is really burned to death, then You deserve it! Hei Zhen seemed to be saying to herself, trying not to look at the sad face of the old village girl.

It's really ruthless! Although the script is not prepared for you, doesn't it hurt you? This is your mother~! Sabie's voice came from all directions, and seemed to be very impressed by Hei Zhen's performance. dissatisfied.

Hehe~! I can tell the difference between the real and the fake. You still have tricks, just use them! Maybe it will make me happy. Hei Zhen sneered, full of malice.

Ahem, then let's start the second act! The curtain of the stage was pulled and then opened again, and it was replaced by a battlefield. center.

Boring, if it's just like this, then it can be over. Hei Zhen didn't move at all. If it was Bai Zhen, maybe her heart would be very heavy, but she wouldn't. With a wave of the magic dragon flag, poisonous flames burned out in pieces , No matter the enemy or us, all will be burned to death.

Witch! Run!

The saint is crazy!

The soldiers were stunned, looking at Heizhen in the flames, they ran away screaming.

Hahahahaha! It's so interesting, these people are not all puppets! Or, did you temporarily change the script? Heizhen let out a devilish laugh, and killed all the soldiers around. Compared with the British army, she was more Hates the French army, and as for those she knows, sorry, she won't be soft.

Seeing that Heizhen is killing all directions, Shabi, who is hiding in the dark, is writing wildly, but no, the flames of revenge have caused great damage to the stage, and she cannot be allowed to continue.

Wow! The curtain was pulled again, and it was replaced by the third act! Heizhen found herself being led into the execution ground on a cross, surrounded by villagers.

Do you want to play the routine of burning me? It's ridiculous! Hei Zhen didn't resist, but when she looked at the execution platform, she saw Lin Mo being tied up, and her pretty face changed immediately.

How? Surprised? Surprised? Do you think I'm the kind of writer who can only write routines? Nonono! I just want to show the audience something different! Shabi's voice came from all around.

...How dare you! Hei Zhen's eyes revealed a fierce look.

Set fire! Execution! The soldiers threw the torches into the firewood, and the raging flames engulfed 'Lin Mo'.

Bastard! Hei Zhen snapped off the restraints, and in a flash, knocked the two soldiers into the air. At the same time, with a move of his hand, the flame was pulled out and extinguished.

Huh? At this moment, the surrounding picture changed again. It was a house surrounded by blood and some destroyed puppets. It looked like they were studying magic.

Here is... Hei Zhen clenched her fist.

Alternative to Tiforge Castle!

Is it the former residence of Gilles de Rais? Heizhen's expression was slightly complicated, and her birth was related to that person.

Then what's the next show? Do you want the counterfeit to kill the child to disturb my mind? I advise you not to waste your time in vain! Hei Zhen said coldly.

No, no, no, it's not a counterfeit product, but a real product! We invited our actor to come on stage.

Shabi shouted, footsteps sounded, a man in armor came out and saw Hei Zhen.

...Are you Joan of Arc? Has my experiment finally succeeded? Giles asked frantically in surprise.

Experiment? Hei Zhen suddenly felt something was wrong.

Don't be surprised, he is indeed Gilles himself, who was summoned by us, even though it is just a superficial parallel import. Shabi explained.

Is it really Gilles himself? Hei Zhen asked with a frown.

Of course, by the way, I also killed the bastard who took you away. This is the best material. Gilles said, and opened the wrapping in his arms, and there was a human head inside.

... Heizhen's face darkened, and the dragon flag in her hand stabbed, and with a puff, pierced Gilles right through.

Wow...why... The marshal's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that Joan actually killed him?

(⊙o⊙)... Shabi was also dumbfounded in the dark, she couldn't believe how ruthless this Hei Zhen was, stabbing to death her old friend who admired her so much.

Why? Even though I know this head is fake, I won't allow you to do anything to hurt him. Whoever intends to hurt him will die!!! The apology in Heizhen's eyes disappeared, replaced by Ruthless determination.

Ahhh...it's me...I made a wish to the Lord...the one who resurrected you...why...you abandoned me...Joan... The marshal let out a mournful cry, with a look of despair on his face.

Because I fell in love with him! I will be his wife, forget about me, Giles! We are not suitable. Hei Zhen shook her head, and said this for Bai Zhen.

No... The marshal roared unwillingly, but the bright green light emitted from his body, carrying endless pain, as well as the despair and hatred of being ntr, finally completely dissipated... ..