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Chapter 47 True Name Revealed

Cold, violent, cruel.

The dark air is thick with malice.

As soon as Jeanne landed, she heard a hissing sound. It was the oozing sound made by piles of soft crawling objects rubbing and squeezing each other.

Looking around, the basement, illuminated like a will-o'-the-wisp, is crowded with soft-bodied crawlers.

Climbing on the wall beams and falling down, building up one layer after another in the ravine, twisting along the grain of the floor, crawling on the ground, and flying in the air. Like ocean waves, wave after wave came toward the center of the room.

Just looking at it makes you feel chills, as if your body is crawling with disgusting vermin.

This is a sea of ​​arthropod flying insects and soft-bodied reptiles.

The place where Joan of Arc descended was in the center of the room. Next to her was a stone bed with a little girl with eyes full of despair lying on it.

She was too frightened to make a sound and froze in place.

It wasn't until the appearance of Joan of Arc that she came back to her senses, and her sharp screams echoed in the insect room.

"Old Bug's Workshop!"

Ye You stood up fiercely.

"Are you kidding me?"

You must know that Joan of Arc is not a heroic spirit and has not been endowed with powerful magic and power.

Otherwise, she would not have been captured at Compiègne.

But Joan of Arc was now trapped in the deepest workshop of the evil magician.

This is tantamount to sending children into the ring to sign a life-and-death contract with a giant.

However, what happened next moment made Ye You's eyes widen.

The blazing gold turned into light spots and condensed into a flag in Jeanne's hands. With a buzzing sound, the flag was planted on the ground. Ripples visible to the naked eye spread away. Wherever the ripples passed, all the insects exploded into blood mist.

So strong? what's the situation?

No time to think about it.

In the flash of lightning, Ye You had no time to type and communicate.

Instead, he shouted at Joan of Arc: "Take that little girl away and leave here immediately."

Although I don’t understand why Jeanne became so strong, she must evacuate now.

The strength of both the enemy and ourselves is unknown. Let alone knowing the enemy, we don’t even know the strength of our own side.

Magicians themselves have great combat power. If they are given a certain amount of time to set up barriers, formations, and use magic materials to launch special spells, their combat power will be superimposed to a terrifying level.

What's more, this is a workshop that a magician has been working on for at least a hundred years.

Rather than a fortress armed to the teeth, it is more like a confined space like an inherent barrier.

Ye You wasn't sure how far Old Chongzi's magic workshop could go, but he knew about Araya Zongren's [Sixty-Fourth Floor of the Consecration Hall] in the Conflict Spiral.

The ten-story Taichi-like apartment using circuitous structures embodies the mental landscape to a certain extent. Araya Soren is integrated with the apartment, and can even do things that are close to magic, such as space interruption and space transfer.

Therefore, Ye You did not dare to let Joan of Arc take risks before she was absolutely sure.

The analysis was very long, but it only took a moment.

Before the ripples of the insect explosion's blood mist could be pushed back, Jeanne had already picked up the little girl on the stone bed.

She instantly gained insight into the entire space. Standing at the only entrance was a thin figure. It was an old man with a haggard shape, his hands and feet shrunken to the point of being like a mummy.

His eyes were moving like corpse insects, and his whole body exuded a putrid smell.

Jeanne pursed her lips, holding the little girl in one hand and holding the pole in the other, pointing forward.

He knelt and bowed, his body tensed up, and with a bang, it turned into a stream of light and was smashed like a cannonball.

The withered old man held the wooden staff with both hands and his eyes were cold. This was his workshop. No matter who the opponent is, it can only be said to be stupid to be an enemy of the magician in the workshop.

The old man gently raised his wooden stick, and with a crash, it was as if a reservoir full of water had been overturned in front of him. Countless insects formed a wall across Joan's path.

Joan of Arc, who was shooting forward, lifted the flagpole that was originally pointed straight ahead, and opened the insect curtain. Countless insects poured in, forming an insect wall again.

Joan's pupils shrank. She originally wanted to use the gap in the insect wall to get in, but the insects were too thick and endless, and they were filled as soon as she opened it.

And she was still holding the girl in her hands, so she didn't dare to increase her speed to the extreme.

Jeanne sullenly used the power of her upward thrust to push the flagpole to the ceiling. Her forward momentum slowed down, and then she used inertia to perform centrifugal movements. Her body drew a half-arc in the air in a very incredible way. The silver boots stepped on the ceiling, and Joan of Arc briefly stuck to the wall with the help of inertia.

At the critical moment, Joan of Arc heard a 'revelation from God'.

"Maqiri Zolgen!"

Someone said this to themselves.

Although she didn't understand it very well, Joan of Arc followed and shouted these six words very naturally.

【Real name revealed】

launch.

Golden light bloomed, filling the basement like flowing water, and all moving objects around it seemed to have stagnated.

The withered old man was shocked to find that not only his movements slowed down, but also the movement of magic within his body was sluggish.

But he had no time to be surprised. Joan of Arc stepped hard on the ceiling with her back foot, and swooped away as the wall cracked.

The long pole easily broke through the insect curtain, and Jeanne followed, flew past the old man, shattered the wooden door with one shot, and disappeared into the darkness.

"[](Sora): Wow, so handsome."

"[ ] (White): flowing clouds and flowing water... all in one go."

From the time Joan of Arc arrived to the time she rescued the girl, it took less than ten seconds.

"Chiba's Fallen Holy Black Cat: Jeanne, why don't you beat up that old mummy? That's obviously chaotic evil."

"Qingkong: Just run out, that old bug won't dare to chase you."

In the video, Joan of Arc is holding the frightened girl, and behind her is an old-fashioned mansion that is drifting away.

"Seventeen years old: Aozora, why did you say 'Maqiri Zolgen' just now?"

"Aozora: It's nothing, I just played too much FGO."

"neetji: Joan of Arc's second skill is [True Name Seeing]. The effect is that the power of the enemy's Noble Phantasm is greatly reduced."

"Aozora: I didn't expect it to be really effective."

"Seventeen:......"

"【】(null):......"

"【】(white):......"

"Aozora: But why did Jeanne become so powerful all of a sudden?"

"I'm probably dead: is it faith?"

"Aozora: It's possible."

Heroic spirits are beings transformed into heroes whose great achievements are left as legends after death and have become objects of belief. Their abilities are infinitely enhanced and become mythical beings.

Today's Joan of Arc is no different from a heroic spirit except that she has no death.

It has been nearly six hundred years from Joan of Arc's time to the present time.

The legend has been sung for six hundred years in Europe, and six hundred years of faith have been gathered, all of which have been blessed on Joan of Arc, making her a saint.

It has been upgraded to a being that is beyond human beings, but is not a heroic spirit.

At this moment, Joan of Arc can be said to be a myth walking on the earth.

This miracle shines brightly in the world.