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    Chapter 24: The Changed World Line (Part 1)

    That golden authority is at war with a person.

    Terrible power burst out instantly, and golden authority floated in the blue sky.  Yellow sand rolled on the ground, and strong wind pressure suddenly spread to all directions. That is the authority of the king, that is the dignity of the king!

    "bump!"

    A violent loud noise rang out from the horizon. Even though the harsh sound was so far away, everyone's ears felt like they were deaf.  Joan of Arc used her powerful eyesight to penetrate the mist-like distance and saw the two figures fighting on the desert.

    Those are two powerful beings.  A person was wearing a golden dress, and her shimmering golden hair was floating as her figure continued to rise and fall.  Opposite her was a man in blue clothes.  His eyes were closed, but even with his eyes closed, he could easily parry Reinhardt's attack.

    "I am the son of the sun, bringing fiery arbitration. In the name of the sun, I judge this world!" Such a voice swept the entire battlefield.  A flame that seemed to fly from the sky came to this world, carrying the power to judge everything and shattering everything.

    The man in the blue shirt casually stabbed forward with the Qingfeng sword in his hand, and the power burst out instantly, blocking the flame of judgment in front of him.

    ?????????? Is the being who can fight against the King of Power a saint?  Joan of Arc looked at this scene in surprise. She looked at the battle that almost destroyed everything with some disbelief.

    "Ha!" With such a voice, the god-killing king exploded with all his strength, and instantly appeared behind the man in blue shirt.  The sanctioning sword thrust forward.

    The Saint¡¯s Domain instantly opened up, and the man in blue shirt was finally forced out of his Saint¡¯s Domain.  No one can easily face a king, even if that king does not have the power to set foot in the holy realm.

    "Boom!" There was a loud sound, and the power rose toward the sky.  A hot breath that no one could have imagined suddenly swept across the entire battlefield.  But even at this time, the authority in the sky that represents the majesty of the king is still standing and has not fallen.

    At this time, Joan of Arc, who was standing on the city wall, suddenly pulled out her sword.  The long sword that brought the miracle immediately reflected the brilliant light.  Under the radiance of this miracle, Jeanne's figure slowly floated up.  The soldiers next to Jeanne looked at Jeanne's actions in surprise.

    An officer said in disbelief: "General what are you going to do?"

    "I'm going to help." After Joan of Arc finished speaking, her body rushed forward like an arrow from the string.  That speed puts most flying creatures to shame.  The two people who were fighting easily felt that a new fighting force had joined the battlefield.

    Reinhardt turned his head and saw the speeding figure.  After seeing the person wrapped under the golden armor, she couldn't help but whisper in surprise: "Joan of Arc?"

    That person is Reinhard¡¯s sister, the stubborn girl named ¡®Joan of Arc¡¯!  Shaking his head to calm down his turbulent heart, Reinhard said coldly: "What are you doing here? Who allowed you to come here?" Although she said these words in a disgusting tone,  But one can feel her nervousness.

    Joan of Arc remained silent.  She silently pulled out her long sword, and the long sword that brought miracles bloomed with unparalleled light.  That powerful wave swept the earth again and again. It was the sword of miracles, the long sword that brought miracles!

    Joan of Arc looked at the man in blue shirt in front of him and lowered his head slightly.  His eyes kept flashing with an inexplicable light. After a while, he smiled and said: "Sword of Miracles, yes, you are Joan of Arc and you are not dead?"

    Joan of Arc frowned slightly: "What are you talking about?"

    But the man in the blue shirt didn't seem to want to say too much.  He just slowly pulled out his sword from his waist.  That little bit of cold light kept gathering together, forming a terrifying impact in an instant.

    "What a chaos. Sky-piercing slash!" With such loud shouts, the saint's domain suddenly erupted.  The man in blue shirt took one step forward and stepped into the sky.  A disk with golden light suddenly appeared under his feet. After that, the body of the man in blue suddenly leaned forward, and an extremely powerful force burst out in an instant.  He rushed towards the front, towards the standing miracle.

    Blue light waves rushed over, but Joan of Arc held the Miracle Sword high.  A colorful red cloud fell from the sky.  The girl holding the Miracle Sword is a miracle at this moment!

    That is the sword that can seize the most impossible, the most incredible, but the most glorious opportunity!

    Colorful mysteries burst out, and a field suddenly appeared next to Jeanne.  In this realm, Joan of Arc's power suddenly reached a peak.  She looked at the enemy in front of her and slashed down with the sword raised high.

    "Pseudo-sanctuary" The man in blue shirt murmured to himself, "Obviously only a high-level professional has the strength, but he can have a pseudo-sanctuary Should it be said to be a miracle? No, what she is holding in her hand  A sword is a sword that brings miracles." The man in blue suddenly smiled bitterly.  If this Miracle Sword is fused with the Brilliant Sword, it should be able to buy some time for Ives to completely fall, right?

    But even in the pseudo-sacred realm, even if Joan of Arc has mastered the Miracle Sword, the saint's full blow is still so despairing.  Joan of Arc only supported him for a while and then flew out.

    And at this moment, a hand caught Joan of Arc's flying figure.  The woman with blond hair snorted coldly and put Jeanne behind her.  She raised her beautiful face and suddenly sneered: "This is our battle, what's the point of attacking a little girl casually?"

    "Oh? When did the pseudo-sanctuary who mastered the Sword of Miracles become a 'little girl'?" The man in blue shirt suddenly said something strange.  Reinhard sneered, and she stretched her hand to the side, and then a group of terrifying lightning gathered together.

    "Power cannot stop justice. When justice cannot be served, God's sanction will come!" Following the voice of the beautiful woman, the sword of sanction shone with unparalleled light.

    The king is angry.

    ¡­¡­

    "You are very strong." The man in blue shirt slowly put his sword back into its scabbard, his face also looking a little pale.  Although Reinhardt is in a bad situation now, she still has one trump card that she has not used yet.  Once he fights with all his strength, the man in blue shirt can be said to be dead.  Therefore, this look is best.

    As for Joan of Arc, she had already been forced to retreat to a corner by the fierce battle.

    Condescendingly, he used his amber pupils to look at the first king who was half-kneeling on the ground and panting violently, "It's much stronger than I expected It can actually hurt me like this. So can you answer my question now  ? How many kings are there now?"

    "Tsk, why should I tell you?" A sarcastic sneer appeared on Reinhard's beautiful face, "Don't think it's great if you defeat me. You can try to kill me."

    Reinhardt¡¯s hand slowly reached behind him, where a short dagger was hidden.

    "I'm not that interested." The man in blue shirt shook his head, "I just came to ask how many kings and powerful people have appeared in this world and what their names are."

    Reinhardt raised his head and looked at the man in blue shirt, his eyes flashing with light.  After a long while, she spoke: "The God-killing King is me, Reinhardt. The Sky King is Tikruth. The Soul-Calming Kingthe real name is unknown, but there are records of actions in Linz.  .There is also a ruler of scales named ¡®Avis¡¯.¡±

    When he mentioned the name ¡®Avis¡¯, even Reinhard, whose eyes were full of anger, couldn¡¯t help but reveal a faint blush on his cheeks, as well as a hint of longing.

    What a strange emotion!

    But the man in blue shirt didn't notice Reinhardt's emotion.  His eyes suddenly widened and he was speechless for a while.

    (What's going on? Not to mention that the God-killing King of Powers obtained the King's Power in advance, but Ives is not dead? He also obtained the Seventh King's Power? And, what happened to the Soul-Slaying King of Powers? Didn't Icarus refuse the King's Power?  ?)

    The man in blue shirt felt a turmoil in his heart. This was completely different from the history he knew, and it had been almost completely changed.  The man in blue shirt stared at the beautiful woman in front of him. After a while, he shook his head with a wry smile and put his sword back.

    "Who are you?" Reinhard stood up, his eyes reflecting an inexplicable light, "You should tell me your name, right?"

    "Well you can call me Feng Scodil." The man in blue shirt continued to walk forward slowly.  If Ives heard this name here, he would definitely be surprised.  Because he had heard this name in the game in his previous lifebut at that time, the identity represented by this name was - Lord of Chaos.

    The enemy Ives fought before traveling through time was the final BOSS named ¡®Von Scodil¡¯.

    Reinhard stood up slowly, her eyesShining with inexplicable brilliance.  After a long time, she showed a wry smile: "Feng Scodil I remember it."

    The royal power in the sky slowly turned into little stars and disappeared into this world.  But Reinhard showed a bright smile and walked slowly towards the distance.  Her next stop is the magical country, Lienz.

    ¡°I also havethe power that I must obtain.¡± Reinhard read this silently.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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