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Light! A purplish-gold light! Every corner of the entire underground palace was completely filled with this purplish-gold light. Even with your eyes closed, it was no use. The light even penetrated your eyelids and shone on everyone's eyes.

In this dazzling purple-gold light, the human skin book instantly burned to ashes.

Only a mournful wail filled with resentment echoed in the air.

"Humans!!"

Without the support of the human skin book, the magic circle turned into black mist and dissipated into the air.

Joan of Arc's body, which was struggling, suddenly stopped moving as if a robot had lost power.

Kasumigaoka Utaha gave a satisfied hum and put the red thread away.

"Oh no! Joan of Arc! My Joan of Arc!"

Gillespie, Joan of Arc's number one sycophant, the handless and dim-witted Gillespie, immediately burst into tears, looking as if his mother had died, and wailed in an operatic style.

Ding!

A chess piece emitting a blue glow emerged from where the human skin book had disappeared.

Xu Ming subconsciously reached out and grasped the chess piece, examining it carefully in his hand.

This chess piece is about the same size as a regular chess piece, but its design is that of a figure completely covered by a cloak, holding a staff.

The moment he grasped the chess piece, a system notification sounded in his mind.

—Congratulations, host, on completing the 'Caster Class Trial'. You may choose to stay for 24 hours or return directly.

—Note: To balance the two factions, for each trial, the blue faction will only experience one day in the main world, regardless of how long they spend in the trial.

With every second counting, Xu Ming was about to return immediately, but after seeing the prompt behind him, he immediately changed his mind.

If time is of the essence, he naturally wouldn't choose to stay.

But now the system clearly tells him that he can choose to rest for a day without delaying his business.

It's a good opportunity to conserve energy; only a fool wouldn't do that.

Perhaps it was because the red-haired faction had such a strong advantage that even the system couldn't stand it anymore.

This can be considered the system's last act of mercy.

However, being able to conserve his energy is already a rare opportunity for Xu Ming.

Through this trial, Xu Ming has a general understanding of the difficulty of the class-based trials.

Encountering an enemy with a Soul Level 7 is almost inevitable, and there's a high probability that they'll be stronger than your own sister, in addition to various demanding conditions.

The trial was exceptionally difficult.

If you don't give him any rest time and force him to work in shifts, you're pushing him to his limit.

So the system intervened, giving him time to recuperate.

After all, judging from all indications, this dog system is meant to cultivate him, not to use him as cheap cannon fodder.

This wasn't a good place to settle accounts, so Xu Ming casually closed the system panel.

At that moment, he noticed Joan of Arc's body and walked over with his phone.

Just as Xu Ming was about to purify Joan of Arc's body, he suddenly felt his legs being grabbed.

"No! Don't! She's just been resurrected! You can't treat her like this! You're killing her!"

Giles clung to his legs and cried out.

Ha, you actually tried to morally blackmail him. Don't you know he hates being morally blackmailed?

Xu Ming raised an eyebrow, suppressing the urge to smash his head in, and decided to reason with him.

"Wake up! That's just a corpse, don't get in the way!"

Xu Ming took out a crowbar and pressed it against Giles's head, tapping it gently.

However, faced with the threat of death, Gilles fully utilized his talent as Joan of Arc's number one sycophant and simply refused to let go.

"Wait! I have a way! I really have a way!"

Seeing Xu Ming's increasingly impatient expression, Giles shouted loudly in desperation:

"An equal exchange! If I sacrifice my own soul, I can summon Joan of Arc's soul back!"

Giles's approach seemed to have some merit.

Unfortunately, the wish was beautiful, but the reality was harsh.

Having already met Joan of Arc in person, Xu Ming knew very well that no matter what method Gilles used, Joan of Arc's soul could not return.

Every soul is unique.

However, as if afraid that Xu Ming would change his mind, he directly pulled out a dagger from his pocket and plunged it into his brain through his chin.

The speed and decisiveness of their actions were breathtaking.

Fresh blood mixed with white brain matter sprayed out.

Xu Ming quickly moved away from him, staring intently at him while tightly gripping the cross on his chest.

Although Giles repeatedly claims he wants to resurrect Joan of Arc, there's no guarantee he won't resort to desperate measures in the end.

Xu Ming's worries seemed unnecessary.

No one knows what Giles did, but the blood mixed with brain matter formed an incredibly bizarre crimson magic circle in mid-air.

The crimson magic circle simultaneously enveloped the corpses of Gilles and Joan of Arc.

After a while, Joan of Arc's body seemed to rise from the dead; her fingers twitched, and she actually sat up abruptly.

Giles, who was kneeling on the ground, did not seem to be completely dead yet. A dagger was stuck in his chin, and red and white substances kept flowing out of the wound.

Looking at Joan of Arc sitting up, he suddenly laughed.

That smile was incredibly complex, a mixture of relief, emotion, regret, and melancholy...

However, to outsiders, it is full of the bitterness of a sycophant.

Giles's eyes gradually lost focus, his hands fell limp, and he knelt there motionless, lifeless...

"My head hurts so much! What the hell is going on? Where am I? Who am I?"

Joan of Arc pressed her hand to her temple and shook her head.

She doesn't seem to have fully recovered from the upheaval.

However, Xu Ming noticed that her eyes had become more lively, no longer the unfocused, lifeless look they had before.

Xu Ming secretly pointed his phone at 'Joan of Arc' and called out cautiously.

Joan of Arc.

'Joan of Arc' immediately raised her head and glared fiercely at Xu Ming.

"Don't call me that name!!"

Joan of Arc's reaction was unexpectedly strong.

"So what's your name?"

Xu Ming looked at her with some curiosity.

"My name is……"

When Xu Ming asked her that question, Joan of Arc suddenly got stuck. She stammered for a long time, not knowing how to answer. Finally, she waved her hand impatiently.

"Anyway, don't call me by that name! That name makes me feel sick!"

"Then how should I address you? This... Miss Anonymous?"

Xu Ming was both annoyed and amused.

What he wanted to figure out most right now was whether the 'Joan of Arc' in front of him contained a newly born soul, or a wandering ghost that Giles had summoned from somewhere, or perhaps...

and many more!

A chilling thought suddenly popped into Xu Ming's mind.

Could it be that Gilles has somehow transferred his soul into Joan of Arc's body?!

Chapter 524 I can't breathe!

Would a normal man do that?

of course not.

But the question is, is Giles normal?

Of course it's not normal!

This guy is insane!

He was Joan of Arc's ultimate simp, a man who would not hesitate to shove his own brains out to lick her.

If he could become one with his beloved goddess, he might faint with joy.

Moreover, it seems that some unofficial historical records mention that this guy was a gay man.

Therefore, merging his soul into the body of his goddess would be even less of a burden for him.

Xu Ming was startled by this bizarre idea and hurriedly used all his skills to cautiously probe 'Joan of Arc'.

However, his repeated probing soon made Joan of Arc irritable.

"Damn it! Stop asking! I've already told you I have nothing to do with that woman!"

All I know is that I really want to burn the British, the French, and especially that fat pig bishop to death!

If you ask again, I'll burn you alive too!

"Joan of Arc" threatened menacingly.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore."

Xu Ming blinked; he roughly understood.

At least this way of speaking wasn't like Gilles's perverted manner; on the contrary, it was incredibly similar to the Jeanne d'Arc Alter he remembered.

After some probing, Xu Ming was basically certain that the soul inside 'Joan of Arc' was a newly born soul, not that pervert Gilles.