Dark Soul Moon

"Karakala."

A voice emerged around, as if something was approaching rapidly.

Joan drew out the sword at her waist and looked around vigilantly.

She is very familiar with this voice, every time she appears here, there will always be such a voice.

Then, there will be monsters like bugs attacking her, such as now——

The monster flapped its wings, and the magic branch in its hand was thrust towards Joan of Arc.

Facing the monster's human-like face, Joan's expression remained unchanged.

"Chong!"

She held the long sword with one hand and blocked the attack of the magic branch.

But because of her exhaustion and weakness, she took several steps back.

The monster continued to fly towards it relentlessly.

At the same time, the surrounding voices sounded again.

Apparently another monster was about to attack her.

Joan looked around, she wanted to start a miracle.

But just as he was about to release the lightning pillar, his head hurt.

Because of the overdrawn relationship, Joan of Arc can't release any miracles now.

"..."

Gritting her teeth, Joan held the military flag with one hand to support her body, and held the long sword with the other.

The sword light flashed from time to time, and Joan tried her best to resist the attacks of more and more monsters.

From time to time, the small light ball also shot a thunder gun to help Joan of Arc.

While defending against the attack, she walked as hard as she could.

Intuition told Joan that if she continued to move forward, nothing would happen to her.

…………

"Huh...huh...huh..."

Joan of Arc was leaning on the military flag, her clothes were in tatters, and blood flowed out from time to time.

After the blood flows out of the body, it turns into light spots and disappears.

Every time the blood was lost, Jeanne felt that her strength was a little weaker.

At this moment, those monsters looked at Joan with salivating eyes.

In their eyes, the blood that Joan shed was a tiny amount of souls.

However, the wandering soul just disappeared into the abyss, making them extremely anxious.

The long sword in his hand was stained with monster blood.

Joan of Arc is now surrounded by monsters.

However, she saw a small flame in the distance of her vision.

"..."

With a flick of the long sword, the blood on the blade was thrown off.

Jeanne still didn't give up.

She is the saint of Princess Sunshine, has been taught by Sheila, and is also a disciple of the mysterious knight.

There is absolutely no reason to give up.

Just when Joan was about to fight to the death, footsteps appeared.

She subconsciously looked in the direction of the footsteps coming.

The dull footsteps made the monsters agitated, as if the person who came was the object of their fear.

However, Joan's delicious soul makes them hard to give up.

In the abyss, such a delicious soul is almost impossible to appear.

Even for those cultists from the outside world who were bewitched by them, the quality of souls sent in as tributes was very low, and they could only win by numbers.

Therefore, the monsters do not want to give up this unique meal.

Soon, they will not be able to enjoy the big meal.

The scarlet sword mark disappeared in a flash.

The bodies of the monsters froze, and then they fell slowly, turning into black mist and disappearing.

Looking at this scene, Joan opened her mouth slightly.

A familiar figure came out of the darkness.