Planner of Age of Heroes

Although there will be a period of time when there will be a shortage of combat power and insufficient prestige, this also means that they will be in charge of the church in the future!

There is no better way to reach heaven in one step!

But soon someone realized that they had to make sure that the group of people had no way back to this world. However, they could also take advantage of this time difference to seize some power. As soon as they got here, the group of church people turned around and ran towards the headquarters. They didn't care whether there were other people in the area possessed by ghosts.

In the world of the ancient battlefield, the flag in Zhen's hand kept waving at the surrounding souls, preventing these souls from disturbing the church members to launch large-scale soul purification rituals.

It seemed that because they were standing in the center of the battlefield, even if the members of the church successfully launched their rituals, there was still a majority of souls on one side that could not be dealt with. After seeing this situation, the Dragon Witch took a deep breath. To be honest, since the first singularity, she has never used the anti-military state of her treasure again.

But now there are so many enemies, and the souls of the ones I am facing seem to be from Britain. In this case, I should vent a little of the anger in my heart that was inherited from the virtual memory!

"All evil is here... The time for revenge has come! Your path forward is cut off!"

The black knight's sword was drawn and aimed at the soul in front of her. The black and white flag kept fluttering behind her. The blazing eyes of anger spread forward. The Dragon Witch inserted the knight's sword in front of herself, grasped the evil dragon flag with both hands, and then raised the flag high, waving it quickly forward.

“This is the roar of my soul, tempered by hatred. [Roar, my rage]!!”

With eyes full of disdain, he looked straight ahead. As the flags were waved, a large amount of flames condensed in the sky. These flames turned into black spears, which quickly fell to the ground, piercing through the damaged souls of British soldiers one after another. Then these black spears quickly exploded, and one after another, flaming trees with flowers of anger grew on this wasteland.

On the other side, the bishops raised the cross in their hands, closed their eyes and began to chant solemnly.

"Declaration——

I destroy, and I also create.

I hurt, and I also help.

No one can escape from my hand, and no one is out of my sight.

Return to dust.

The defeated and the old are summoned by me.

Commit to me, learn from me, serve me.

You take a rest.

Do not forget to sing, do not forget to pray, do not forget my name, my body is light, and I will free you from the heavy suffering of all things.

Take off the disguise.

Revenge for forgiveness, betrayal for trust, despair for hope, darkness for light, and black death to all living things.

Rest is what I bring.

Burn your sins and brand them.

Eternal life can only be given by death.

——Forgive me here, and we swear here.”

The bishops of the church opened their eyes and pointed the cross at the soul of their country that had been screaming, twisting, and wandering on this battlefield for hundreds of years. "May the Lord have mercy on this sad soul!"

This was a purification and attack directly aimed at the soul. The holy white light spread outward. After the wailing soul came into contact with the holy light, the twisted body gradually turned into nothingness. The hideous face gradually returned to tranquility, and the cheek, which was like a rotten and broken skull, gradually returned to its appearance before death.

After these souls once again looked at the battlefield with nostalgic eyes, they completely let go of their bodies and minds and went into the arms of the Lord.

Although these two consecutive rounds of attacks cleared out a large number of undead, the battlefield did not seem to suffer any collapse.

Chapter 77: Request for Support

The ancient battlefield area of ​​the Hundred Years' War between England and France was so large that the scope of this inherent barrier was probably no smaller than a medium-sized singularity. So far, only a small half of the souls wandering in Paris have been dealt with. Compared with the entire inherent barrier, it is like a crayfish, using its claws to pinch the human body hard.

Although it will hurt and bleed, it is not a fatal injury to the whole person.

The same was true for the entire inherent barrier. Looking at the dead souls approaching again from a distance, Joan of Arc took a step forward. The large-scale purification that had just been carried out was not an easy task for these church members. They needed to rest for a while before they could prepare for the next round of rituals.

"The power of God has descended upon this place!! My flag, protect my compatriots! [My Lord is Here]!"

The holy flag was raised high, and the golden barrier enveloped everyone. The treasure was released briefly to protect everyone present. Under the shining light of the Lord, on the one hand, the wandering souls had no way to harm the people in the barrier. On the other hand, under the light of the Lord, everyone could recover faster.

Joan of Arc held the flag tightly in both hands. Her blue eyes looked at everything in front of her calmly. Then she took a deep breath and said, "I'm afraid it will be a protracted battle."

Xia Yan glanced at the Dragon Witch beside him. The witch in black armor quickly understood what Xia Yan meant. She stood behind Xia Yan and said, "Do whatever you want. This is the witch's indulgence to you. I promise you that before I, the Dragon Witch, disappear like a bubble, no one will come to disturb you."

The Dragon Witch looked up at the Saint holding the Holy Knight, with a matter-of-fact expression on her face.

"You don't think everyone in the church is trustworthy, do you? You are still so naive. If these people really believe in that damn Lord, then they should all come to this battlefield."

Joan of Arc pinched the flag in her hand. Although she wanted to refute, this time the black self in front of her was not wrong.

Yes, there were not only people from Chaldea present, and it was unknown whether the others were trustworthy. Jeanne herself had only been in contact with the people of the church for less than a day. Compared with the people of the church, the safety of the Master was more important.

The Dragon Witch raised her hand, and flames burned to form a mask. If it was the chaotic situation before, not many people would notice this young man in a special uniform, but it was different now. Everyone was forced to unite together, and how to keep the Master's identity secret was an important thing.

Finally, the mask gently covered Xia Yan's face, and Xia Yan also turned on the system under the protection of Black Jeanne d'Arc.

In order to get rid of this inherent barrier, it is necessary to send these souls that are constantly floating in the inherent barrier back to the arms of the master, or let their souls fly away. The heroic spirits who possess anti-military treasures are obviously helpful in solving this inherent barrier.

Xia Yan is preparing to summon new heroic spirits!

In the real world, some people have uploaded photos of the witch and the saint from behind. Although they don't understand why a witch who looks very similar to the saint appeared, this does not affect the French people's gradually rising emotions and their ever-increasing recognition.

Joan of Arc's identity was recognized by the French almost immediately. After all, she was accompanied by so many clergymen, wearing armor and holding flags. Such a heroic female warrior was related to religion, so it could only be that saint. In addition, this abnormal incident was related to the Hundred Years' War, so her identity was basically confirmed.

The one who had the same appearance as the saint and wore black armor and called herself a witch also attracted a lot of people's attention.

In this era, many people do not care about a person's inner qualities and directly follow their facial features. Not to mention that when the witch attacked the huge composite undead, her free and unrestrained back was fascinating. Just the slightly disdainful face, which was obviously the same as the saint's but felt different, also attracted a lot of attention.

Of course, more people are still concerned about the relationship between the saint and the witch. They might be like twins, but this is obviously not the case.

The discussion about the relationship between the two has attracted more and more people to join in, which has also increased the recognition value to a certain extent.

In the inherent barrier of the Hundred Years' War, Xia Yan clapped his hands and completed the summoning of the heroic spirits. Then he slowly stood up and re-fixed the cross on his fist. Xia Yan set his sights on the many undead souls that had gathered, "Okay, let's continue working."

The Dragon Witch raised an eyebrow. "Speaking of which, Master, are you sure that the newly summoned Heroic Spirits will descend on the battlefield of this Hundred Years' War?"

Xia Yan paused for a moment, then scratched his hair which had turned silver-white due to the activation of his ability, "It should be...okay..."

In a corner of Paris in the real world, a girl wearing white over-the-knee boots, a red dress and a huge red noble hat on her head appeared here. The decoration was not too complicated, but it still reflected her gorgeousness and elegance. Wearing rose-red half-palm gloves on her hands, the girl took care of her white hair, and there was a bit of confusion in her light blue eyes.

"I came to this world at the Master's command, but where are the enemies..."

Looking left and right, although there are people with special abilities on the streets who are constantly on alert, there is no sign of any abnormal souls. It seems that another group of people will not be included in the Hundred Years Battlefield in a short period of time. Of course, it is not ruled out that some souls will still pass through the loopholes in the world of the inherent barrier and come to the real world.

In other words, although he responded to the call and came down, he had no way of entering the combat zone in a short period of time, which was really worrying.

The girl in a rose-red dress frowned and raised her hand. "Anyway, I have to meet the Master first. What should I do? Ah! Let's go back to the Palace of Versailles first. Long live France."

The girl in rose-red clothes walked towards the direction of the Palace of Versailles. Her elegant steps were like a noble girl strolling in her own garden. She looked around at the buildings in Paris, and a sincere smile appeared on her face.

It turns out that France has become such a gorgeous and romantic country after two hundred years. That’s great. I used to worry about where this country would go in such a foggy fate without its royal family. Now it seems that I can feel a little relieved. After all, I love this country no matter what.

Chapter 78: Let's go together~Long live France~

The elegant and cheerful temperament of the girl in the rose-red dress was incompatible with the tension that was vaguely permeating the whole of Paris.

The girl even raised her hand and smiled at some patrol officers when she passed by, and then said sweetly, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Police~"

Obviously, these policemen had heard such words before, but under the sweet and gentle voice of this girl, their tense and tired hearts were like a spring breeze with the scent of roses, and their fatigue instantly melted away in the next second.

Not only was the fatigue deep in his heart washed away, but even his somewhat weakened fighting spirit was rekindled at this moment. The girl's singing voice was still coming from a distance. What a magical song it was. The patrolling policemen couldn't help but wonder if this girl had a special ability to inspire people.

Every country has homeless people. As far as we can see now, even the most developed countries in the world cannot avoid this situation. However, as people's lives become more affluent, the number of homeless people is decreasing, but there is no way to eradicate it.

In a tattered tent that had been patched several times with worn-out cloth in an alley in Paris, a boy wearing stained clothes and messy hair opened the tent, looked left and right, made a gesture of silence to the tent, and quickly ran out of the alley.

During this special time when everyone is staying at home, it is the best opportunity for homeless people to go out and pick up lost items. If they are lucky, they won’t have to worry about food money for the next few months.

Of course, these homeless people also understand how dangerous it is to go out alone and wander the streets in the current environment, but they have to do so in order to survive.

The homeless boy had very good eyesight and he quickly found a lot of things under the dim light, including coins and a few banknotes that fell to the ground in his haste to leave. They would not keep anything too valuable for themselves, the reason was simple: if the owner came to find them, they would not be able to afford it.

Even after picking up or finding very expensive items, these homeless people will take the initiative to hand these things over to the police in exchange for the police's favor. This way, when they pick up things while wandering in the future, the police will turn a blind eye. Wandering is also a science, and not everyone can wander easily!

The homeless boy was quite proud of this, because among the homeless people in Paris, he was considered one of the better ones. Of course, he was still incomparable to those who had a real house to live in.

He ran quickly through the streets and alleys, picking up coin after coin, putting the more valuable things in his pocket, and putting them into different bags according to different neighborhoods, so that he could go to the police station early the next morning to hand these things in to the lost and found.

While running through an alley, the boy saw a flash of light in the alley.

The light, which was not too bright, might be the light reflected by a coin under the street lamp or the light in the rooms of surrounding residents. According to experience, there was a high probability of one or two coins, and these one or two coins would determine whether they could add a piece of lettuce to their next meal.

On weekdays, they also watch videos played in e-commerce malls through the glass.

It was mentioned in the video that meals need to be nutritionally balanced, so they cannot eat bread all day long, they also need to eat some fruits and vegetables. Yes, even homeless people need to live a healthy life.

So the boy quickly rushed into the alley, but no matter how he looked on the ground, he didn't see any shiny coin. He thought it might be some glass fragment or the light reflected from a sewage pool. What a pity, he was happy for nothing.

The homeless boy clapped his hands, stood up, stretched, and prepared to continue looking for the coins left on the ground. However, the moment he raised his head, his slightly lazy eyes widened. Above the alley, there were two glowing souls that were constantly colliding with each other.

After the two souls collided, one could see a horrible face entangled like a rotten corpse and a skeleton.

The homeless boy sat directly on the ground with fear in his eyes. Even though they were homeless people, they also paid attention to the real-time news. There was no mistake that these entangled souls were part of the culprit that caused this abnormal incident. When he thought of the victims whose bodies were affected after being possessed by souls, the boy became more and more frightened.

Whether it was his body being injured during the battle or his eye nerve being torn apart, he couldn't accept it! As a homeless person, if he got sick, he would have to worry about whether he could survive, not to mention being seriously injured or losing his eyesight.

When he thought of this, infinite strength surged out of the boy's limbs again. He hurriedly got up and prepared to escape from here. He had to stay away from these two ghosts no matter what!

However, the sound of the boy getting up and leaving still alarmed the ghosts. Two souls entangled together and rushed towards the boy. The boy's eyes widened. No matter which soul rushed into his body, he could not accept it.

"Help! Can someone help me?!"

While calling for help, the boy ran in the direction of the patrol team of people with special abilities in his memory. As an ordinary person, he had no ability to face this kind of supernatural existence!

But it was obvious that the speed of these two floating creatures was much faster than that of running on two legs. They arrived to the boy in almost an instant and might rush into his body in the next second.

The young man raised his arms and subconsciously took a defensive stance, although he knew that such a defensive action was useless because those souls would simply ignore his raised arms and rush into the depths of his body.

That's too late!

Is my future life going to be filled with darkness?

"I'm sorry, even if I'm the former soul of France, I won't allow you to hurt the child. Please calm down a little!"

Two magical powers came from afar. One magical power rose from the ground like a whirlwind, carrying flower petals and red hearts, and knocked the two entangled creatures aside. The other magical power was like a spring breeze, carrying the wandering boy to retreat quickly and came to the side of the white-haired girl.

"Dance and sing! It's a happy dance!"

Chapter 79: The Queen's Responsibility

The girl in the rose-red dress opened her arms, and her magic power once again gushed out, gently and gracefully weakening the two souls temporarily, and then she stopped releasing her own power.

"Good evening, my lovely little countrymen."

The homeless boy looked at the gentle girl who was full of aristocratic temperament and blushed. Anyone who could marry such a wife must have accumulated a lifetime of blessings in the previous life. The boy swallowed his saliva and didn't know how to face this girl who seemed to be from two different worlds from him.

"Um! Excuse me!"

The girl in the rose-red dress still had a smile on her face. "Just call me Miss Mary, my lovely little people. You never need to be restrained in front of me. I will always love you."

After the wandering boy heard clearly what Miss Mary said, he quickly realized that the Miss Mary in front of him had unimaginable power and called him a citizen, although he heard that the great ancestor who came to their country was the saint girl.

But what if, what if some miracle happens in their country?

"Ms. Mary... Is Miss Mary the great ancestor of France? I'm sorry, I haven't been to school, so I don't know Miss Mary..."

The boy's voice became smaller and smaller, but Miss Mary still had an elegant and gentle smile on her face, "It doesn't matter, I won't blame you. How should I introduce myself? I'm just an incompetent queen who still loves you..."

The boy touched his chin, pretending to be mature. Queen Marie... Where had he heard this name before? It seemed that he had found the name of this queen in a book at a recycling station. He had learned about this queen in the book. "Ah! You are Queen Marie Antoinette!"

Fortunately, the contents of the book picked up by the young man were relatively new.

The chapters describing this queen have been rewritten, and the black mud that was thrown on the queen for no reason has been washed away. Otherwise, the young man might have said: Are you the queen who eats cake when there is no bread?

Marie Antoinette was a French queen belonging to the Habsburg family. She was the queen of Louis XVI in the 18th century. She was a dreamlike noblewoman who symbolized the existence of a European world "ruled by the noble", but she also died before the world changed as the absolute power of the monarchy gradually disappeared.

She is a natural born idol who heals everyone with her smile. Her eyes are intoxicating. She is happy that she was born to be an idol loved by others. All her words and actions are in line with the expectations of others. Her spiritual nature is close to that of a goddess in a certain sense.

During the Revolution, she became the object of hatred of many people, but in modern France, her reputation has been restored. After all, during the famine, she did not hesitate to cut court funds to make donations, and spontaneously asked the nobles for help for the people. These actions undoubtedly showed that the queen still loved her people. She was undoubtedly a woman who cared about the people.

But perhaps because she has lived in an aristocratic family since she was a child, her concept of money is rather extravagant.

The homeless boy's originally bright eyes gradually dimmed after he suddenly thought of something. After all, it was clearly written in the book that the queen was pushed to the guillotine by the French people. Even in just these few short minutes, the boy could feel the queen's heartfelt love for the people, but it was precisely because of this love that the boy felt it was cruel.