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As if she had learned it by herself, she immediately understood the special features of this sword. As for the swordsmanship itself, as someone who had fought on the battlefield for a considerable time, she still understood it.

Gently waving the sword, she felt the power within the sword and a smile appeared on her face.

"It feels familiar, but I don't know why..."

"Because this is the power of France. It is the power formed by gathering the strength of the French people and injecting it into the sword." Morpheus said, "In other words, this is the power of the King of France."

"But I'm not the king. The king should be Charles VII!"

"He's dead," Morpheus said casually. "If you don't mind, you can have Henry VI of England perform a ceremony for you. After all, he also has the title and can be the King of France."

Joan hesitated.

"Alright, why think so much? Anyway, it was Charlemagne who gave the sword to Roland, and now I'm giving it to you. Your identity as the Saint of France is recognized, and no one can say anything if you take it. If Charles VII is alive and has a problem with it, all we have to do is beat him and make him take it back."

Mashu tried hard to cover Morpheus' mouth, but she was too slow and didn't catch up. Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but cover his eyes. Is it okay to say such words?

On the other side of the communicator, Roman and Olga Marie also looked as if they couldn't bear to watch. Would they really not get beaten if they talked like that?

Morpheus, however, didn't care about what he said. He finally said, "The fact that this power is gathering in you, what does it mean? It means that the people recognize you. It has nothing to do with who is the king."

Joan of Arc was silent for a moment, then she gripped the hilt of her sword tightly and nodded gently: "I understand. I will use this sword to save everyone and put history back on track! Whether it's for France or for the future of all mankind!"

Chapter 142: Cutting off a hand is not a big deal

Joan of Arc is indeed a woman who climbed up from the bottom and devoted herself to the French people. She has her own awareness and is willing to fight even though she is weak, and this fight is not even for herself.

This is almost equivalent to the existence of a saint in religion, which shocked Morpheus.

But, at the same time, Morpheus was also very happy.

Because this kind of Joan of Arc is the best, because she is not human in emotions, but a saint, so she is the best!

He had his own plan. Durandal was a fake he created and could not reach the level of the original Durandal. If it were based on the power of the original Durandal, although it could not reach the power of an archangel, it could be close.

Combining the power of France with the power of the Holy Lance, the miracle that was triggered allowed him to gain power close to that of an archangel. This is what Charlemagne did in the past in the world of Toaru Majutsu no Index.

Durandal, created by Morpheus, might allow its holder to easily unleash the power to cause destruction to a city.

Not to mention, because of Morpheus's tricky method of manufacturing the holy artifact, the holy artifact inside has a time limit. As time goes by, it will inevitably become weaker and weaker, and eventually turn into a mortal object.

By that time, the sword would just be an ordinary iron sword.

But as the sword was placed in Joan of Arc's hands, her saintly qualities caused the sword itself to change, attracting the power of angels. Although Durandal at this moment still could not reach the level of the real one, it was already far superior to all the treasures in Morpheus' hands!

The power of Durandal today is so great that it can be called the Star-Slaying Sword!

That truly is the power to cut a planet in half with one blow!

Even the problem of it becoming weaker over time was solved. After all, this was truly recognized by the Holy Spirit, and it was held by Saint Joan of Arc, who blessed it.

It's a pity that Joan of Arc cannot truly unleash such powerful strength. Morpheus estimates that the current Joan of Arc can reach the T0 level of Heroic Spirit. As for whether it is the crown level, Morpheus is not too sure.

Because Morpheus had never encountered any championship designation, he could not give an objective evaluation.

As for whether this sword will follow Joan of Arc in the future, Morpheus is not worried about this at all. Joan of Arc is a servant, a being condensed from magic power. Even if she eats a banana now, as long as the banana has not been swallowed, the banana will fall to the ground the moment she disappears.

So this sword will not leave with her. This sword is just her mission prop in this copy.

At that time, as long as the mission is completed and Jeanne disappears, and the sword is taken back, Morpheus will have a spiritual weapon that is not as good as the one in the world of Magical Index, but is still a good one in this world.

A Durandal that is said to be only a fraction of the original.

Anyway, it is enough for Morpheus now. Even if he cannot exert his full strength normally, as long as he can find a way to stimulate all the strength, it can serve as a killer.

……

The crowd continued walking, when suddenly, a strange sound was heard from a distance. Several people turned around and saw a large group of zombies. It was obvious that these guys were gathering and planning to attack the fortress.

"Let me try the power of this sword!" Joan of Arc said, holding Durandal, and her whole body looked full of fighting spirit.

"In that case, let's also..." Mashu said as she was about to go up to fight, but was pulled back by Morpheus, "Morpheus-senpai, why are you..."

"Take a break. I just want to see how powerful the Durandal I created can be." Morpheus smiled and pointed at the sword in Jeanne's hand. "I need to gather information."

"I see. In that case..." Mash said to Jeanne, "Miss Jeanne, if you need anything, you can just call me."

"Well, you take a rest first, let me try my new strength!" Joan of Arc said, gripping the hilt of the sword tightly, then exerting force with her feet, and in an instant, the whole person disappeared!

Along with the disappearance of Jeanne, holes appeared on the ground and the air exploded!

The sound of the explosion at that moment was like thunder.

Joan of Arc felt the power transmitted from the sword into her body. It was not just magic power, but a technique that operated in a special form. These techniques directly strengthened her body, enhanced her sensitivity, and gave her powerful strength!

Relying solely on her body, she can now move at supersonic speeds without having to rely on her own magic power for enhancement!

She gently waved the weapon in her hand, wanting to test its power.

Then, the body was separated!

It wasn't just one zombie, but almost all the zombies were separated at this moment. A large area suffered similar blows at this moment. With this blow, holy power burst out from the sword, cutting off all the filthy things!

It was clearly just an ordinary attack, but at this moment it displayed the power of a released Noble Phantasm. Even if it could only reach the level of an ordinary Noble Phantasm's released attack, it was already very terrifying.

After all, it was just a casual attack!

But at the same time, this also brought a problem. She found it difficult to judge how powerful the sword was.

The opponent is simply too weak to conduct sufficient testing!

Unless, there is a strong enough opponent!

"Let me try!" A voice suddenly appeared, and Morpheus' figure flashed and appeared in front of Joan of Arc. A sword appeared in his hand. It was an ordinary-looking dagger, but this sword continuously released an enormous torrent of magic power, and it had even turned into a swirling tornado!

"Okay, then you better be careful!" Joan of Arc didn't waste any words, but chose to fight with Morpheus without hesitation. Being able to create such a powerful weapon by herself, Joan of Arc believed that Morpheus was definitely not an ordinary person, and his strength was definitely very strong!

As expected, the attack that Joan of Arc thought could pose a great threat to her servants was actually blocked by the human in front of her. In fact, the weapon in the opponent's hand could even match the weapon in her hand, resulting in a situation of equal strength!

"What is the treasure in your hand?" Jeanne asked while blocking Morpheus' attack.

"The Sword of the God of War, or the Sword of Ares. In terms of level, it's an EX-level divine weapon." Morpheus said, and after a few more moves, Joan of Arc hurriedly blocked the opponent's attack, and then changed her moves and attacked Morpheus.

As a result, her attack was also blocked by Morpheus with the sword in his hand.

"A Noble Phantasm of the highest order, and a divinely crafted weapon! You're truly amazing, and quite mysterious. Not only do you possess a divinely crafted weapon, but you can even create a weapon that's no less powerful than a divinely crafted weapon!"

Joan of Arc's tone was filled with shock, but despite her shock, her attacks didn't weaken at all. The two continued to fight for a while, and Morpheus suddenly took a step back and shouted, "Use all your strength to attack me!"

"you sure?!"

"Well, sure, but wait for me to change my position first!" Morpheus said, and appeared in mid-air with a flash. "Attack me, let me see how strong its power is now!"

Knowing that Morpheus flew into the air and asked her to attack him with all her strength from below, it was to prevent the ground or even people from being damaged if she dodged the attack. Joan of Arc also honestly aimed the attack at the air.

Then, an extremely dazzling golden light appeared from the sword and slashed straight into the air!

This slash even cut through the space!

The spatial structure became unstable under the pressure of the sword, and then collapsed. The violent sword light escaped into the cracks and disappeared!

But then, in less than a blink of an eye, the sword light appeared in front of Morpheus, and it emerged from a space crack.

As for this space crack, it suddenly shattered and appeared in front of Morpheus!

This sword cuts off the continuity of time and space, and even causes its own attacks to leap!

Morpheus hurriedly relied on the protection on his body to block, but it was useless. The sword light cut through Morpheus's body and cut off his left shoulder!

"Senior Morpheus!"

"Morpheus!"

The people who were watching the fight started shouting, and Joan of Arc also looked nervous and ran up immediately.

Inside the communicator, Olga Marie and Roman, who were originally watching the show, suddenly became anxious.

Olga Marie immediately shouted, "Are you crazy?! You're just going to take it head-on without dodging?!"

Roman also immediately shouted: "Hurry up and get ready to come back. I will treat you when you come back. Remember to bring your broken arm with you!"

"Okay, why should I be so anxious?" Morpheus frowned, severe pain constantly sweeping through his brain, but he did not seem to be in a hurry at all. Instead, he picked up his broken arm easily, then gently connected it to the broken part, took out a bottle from his pocket, opened it, and gently dripped it on.

What came out of the bottle was red liquid, that was blood!

There wasn't much blood, only two drops, but after these two drops came into contact with Morpheus's wound, his injury began to heal at an incredible speed!

In just a few seconds, the arm that was supposed to be broken was now as good as new!

Looking at this strange scene, everyone couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

Olga Marie even stammered, "What on earth is this?"

"The blood of the Holy Son! The blood of the Holy Son can restore people to health. This has been recorded in ancient times."

Hearing this answer, Olga Marie screamed, which startled Fujimaru Ritsuka. "So, is there something wrong with the Holy Son's blood? Why did the director react like that?"

Mashu was also in shock. When she heard Fujimaru Ritsuka's words, she quickly explained in a low voice, "Son of God, that refers to Jesus. Morpheus-senpai just used Jesus' blood. And how did he obtain this blood?"

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka was also stunned. He never expected that the thing Morpheus took out would be so precious.

"You are such a spendthrift! Keep the blood of Jesus! This kind of thing is simply a holy relic, something that can even bring the dead back to life. And you used it like this? You can come back and repair your injuries!" Olga Marie said, feeling extremely distressed.

Joan of Arc also looked at Morpheus in shock. She was a Christian and knew very well what the blood of Jesus represented. She never expected that Morpheus would carry the blood of Jesus with him!

Roman's face showed shock, and he was also shocked in his heart.

“Morpheus is truly amazing. He even possesses the blood of the Son of God, Jesus. And the Durandal he created is also very powerful.

"The data just now showed that the power Durandal unleashed in the final stage even surpassed the release of the strongest Noble Phantasm recorded in Chaldea. Moreover, this intensity was achieved through pure power, without relying on any special concepts to gain any advantage.

"Even the strange phenomena that just happened to Joan of Arc were completely miracles sent down by God, no, at least by angels. Even when I was Solomon, I had never heard of magic that could gain power in this way. How on earth did Morpheus know this method?

Thinking about this, Roman suddenly remembered what Morpheus had said to him.

"By the way, he also wants to use my blood to make King Solomon's Ring. I originally thought he might create a weakened fake, but now looking at the situation, he might create a Solomon Ring whose effects I don't even know.

"After all, he said he wanted to create a Durandal, but the Durandal he created was obviously nothing like the Durandal I knew.

"If Charlemagne had this weapon, he would have unified all of human civilization... Even King Arthur's Sword in the Stone and the Sword of Victory couldn't compare to this sword."

Just when everyone was shocked by Morpheus's strength, Morpheus took off his clothes, took out needle and thread, and began to mend the clothes on the spot.

"Is this your dress? Sorry..." Jeanne said sheepishly, but Morpheus shook his head. "It's okay. Just fix it. The main structure is still there. It can be used after it's patched up. It's not like the inscription has been completely erased."

Morpheus said this without any concern, and his sewing movements looked extremely skillful, as if he was a skilled worker who had been doing needlework for more than ten years.

Chapter 143: Reckless

It didn't take too much time to mend his clothes. The special patterns sewn on them with special techniques had been restored by Morpheus. After he put the clothes back on, he looked at Durandal in Joan of Arc's hands with a look of satisfaction.

"Yes, it is indeed true. If you want to block the attack of this sword now, unless you have something of the same level or even stronger, you will not be able to prevent the fate of being cut off by it."

Morpheus commented while muttering to himself.

Servants, or Heroic Spirits, who are separated from the timeline, are indeed useful at certain times. According to normal history, Joan of Arc has not yet been canonized, but Joan of Arc in the Throne of Heroes does not have this problem. No matter when she ascends to the throne, she will receive the blessing of the legend, which is equivalent to her possessing the concept of a saint.

Not to mention that this is France, and the people's recognition of Joan of Arc exists. Even if people are now slandering Joan of Arc, as long as this foundation is still there, and if it is deflected a little, it can trigger such a powerful effect.

By the way, relying on the blood of the Son of God for treatment is indeed not bad. Unfortunately, even if I sanctify myself, the blood I get cannot last too long. I have to torture myself every time I draw blood. The preparatory process is really too troublesome.

The weirdest thing is, even when I'm in the state of being a Holy Son, the healing effect of my blood is ineffective on me...

I feel like after becoming the Son of God, I am a super-powerful Tang Monk. My flesh and blood can help others, and I am also a super-powerful fighter.

Jeanne happily waved her sword. "With a weapon like this, even if my opponent is a witch like me, I won't be afraid!"

Morpheus asked, "What should we do next?"

Joan of Arc glanced at the weapon in her hand. "If I didn't have this weapon, I would definitely choose a roundabout tactic, slowly gathering intelligence, trying to figure out the enemy's details and depleting their manpower as much as possible. But with this weapon, our best strategy is to charge head-on and eliminate them before they can cause further damage!"

Just hit him head-on?

Morpheus, who no longer remembered much of the plot, listened to Jeanne's words and nodded slightly. "I agree. Let's charge head-on. Our goal is simple: kill Black Jeanne and destroy all the monsters she summoned, so history can return to its normal course."

"Directly charge in?!" Fujimaru Ritsuka swallowed his saliva, his eyes unexpectedly showing excitement, "This, this is too heroic and epic!"

Morpheus reached out and patted Fujimaru Ritsuka on the shoulder, saying with a smile, "Of course. The person before you is an ancient Greek hero who participated in the Argonaut voyage. Naturally, you can have some heroic epics!"

"Eh?! Are you from ancient Greece?"

"I passed by there and joined in the fun."

"That's pretty impressive, too! This is exactly what happened in the stories I've heard. Ancient Greece is full of heroic deeds in stories!"