Planner of Age of Heroes

Martha simply gently pulled the dragon's tail and pulled it back. The sound produced by the friction between the dragon's shell and the ground was extremely harsh. Just listening to the harsh sound could make people feel the dull pain in their bodies.

Even Mary, who was standing nearby, showed a look of pity for these dead souls.

After Martha took back the dragon Tarasque, a smile appeared on her face. It was indeed much more comfortable this way. As long as the Lord closed his eyes temporarily, it would not matter if she indulged herself for a while.

The undead body lying on the ground twitched twice, then stood up again. Although his body was almost disintegrated by the powerful physical attack just now, he still persisted, and the illusory body that was put together was healing rapidly.

Martha spat to the side, "Pah, the momentum is good! It seems that I was negligent. I'm sorry that you have to suffer for a while longer. Please allow me to apologize for this. Next, I will let you go all at once, and you don't need to bear more pain!"

Martha gripped the Tarasque's tail tightly and carefully observed the undead in front of her, "It must be heavy, fierce, and intense! Repent sincerely! Lord, please accept these souls that have been wandering for a long time! ”

The Tarasque was dragged by its tail and swung around in a circle before it was smashed hard. This time, the entire composite undead was completely crushed under the dragon's body.

Martha looked at the being that was being pressed down by the dragon, walked to the back of the dragon, raised one foot and stepped down hard, and said devoutly, "Hallelujah!"

Watching the souls one after another turning into golden lights and flying into the sky, he let go of the dragon's tail.

Chapter 90: May the glory of the Lily Crown last forever!

Queen Mary looked at the soul that gradually turned into a golden light and disappeared, and prayed silently. Then she set her gaze on the composite undead composed of the souls of her country's soldiers, with a hint of sadness in her light blue eyes.

"French soldiers, the war is over. Thank you for every drop of blood you shed for France and every oath you swore. But now you should be free. OK, let us dance! Long live France!"

A red flower appeared in Queen Marie’s hand. After sniffing the fragrance of the flower, the queen raised her other hand as if preparing to start a concert. “Like the bustling flowers and sunshine! Sparkling, sparkling, and glittering! The flowing Seine River. The majestic Mont Blanc.

Ahhh~ Beautiful France! Bloom in all its glory! Keep dancing! I’m coming!”

This was a dreamlike world of sapphire crystal. A blue glazed fantasy horse ran from the end of this gorgeous world. Then Queen Mary jumped up lightly and sat sideways on the glazed horse. The glazed horse rushed directly to the composite undead.

This is a treasure that symbolizes the glorious royal power of France.

Its appearance is a beautiful horse made of glass with the French royal coat of arms (lily coat of arms). By releasing its true name, Marie will summon this BMW, and while driving it will lightly scatter brilliant light particles all over the battlefield, inflicting damage to the enemies of the royal power, while also removing negative states of allies and restoring physical strength and magic power.

The glass horse jumped lightly on the head of the undead, and then the composite undead was completely covered by a large amount of colorful and beautiful glass.

The glazed horse raised its front legs high above the undead's head and neighed loudly.

The souls that made up this huge undead seemed to sense the danger. They broke through the colored glass and quickly dispersed, turning into flying souls that kept drifting away in the sky, trying to use this method to prevent themselves from disappearing from the battlefield. Unfortunately, even so, their scattered bodies were still wrapped in the colored glass.

Queen Mary is very serious about returning them to the peaceful place where they belong, so she will never let go of any soul that continues to wander here!

Thank you for your sacrifices for France, so goodbye!

"May the glory of the Lily Crown last forever!"

As the glass shattered, the resentment and obsession on the faces of all the dead souls disappeared without a trace, just like a fragile dream. Under Malda's prayers, the souls gradually turned into golden spots of light and disappeared.

As these two beings, which corresponded to a large number of souls, returned to the sky, this place that was like an inherent barrier finally had some cracks, but it was still a long way from collapse.

However, since there are already four heroes in this area, they can be divided into four teams and act in four directions. If the speed is fast enough, two days will be enough to break and release this inherent barrier.

Since Xia Yan didn't want to reveal his identity, it would be better to end the trip to France early.

The sound of the battle here naturally reached Joan of Arc's ears faintly, and the group's pace couldn't help but quicken a lot. After all, the sound of the evil dragon falling to the ground was too loud.

"Ah, Lady Martha, it's been a long time since we last met. It's great that you are the one who came to support us this time. With you here, we will surely be able to quickly send the souls wandering in this inherent barrier back to heaven."

The Dragon Witch curled her lips. Apart from a certain stupid witch, she didn't really dislike the one in front of her. Although she usually pretended to be very gentle, her nature was very pleasant. It was just that because she had subdued a dragon, as a Dragon Witch, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

I think the only ones in the whole Chaldea who are willing to fight with this person in hand-to-hand combat are the Berserkers. Even the Berserkers may not be able to easily defeat the Saint in front of them. So why is the Saint system so troublesome?

But since they are all companions, she naturally won't complain too much, after all, the Master should be the most important.

When the church members heard that in addition to Joan of Arc, even Martha, a saint from a distant century, had descended, they felt fortunate but also had some strange thoughts. Could the saints descending one after another be the Lord's instruction?

I'm afraid the world of the Holy See is really going to change...

After everyone gathered together, they did not discuss how to allocate the next course of action. Before that, it would be better to recover first and then discuss what everyone should do after the inherent barrier was destroyed.

The Dragon Witch just curled her lips slightly. It was impossible for her to stay in France. Not dragging France directly into hell was already his greatest mercy. What's more, she could feel that this stupid saint in front of her was planning to stay in France and want to change something.

"I will follow the Master. After all, the Master's safety is very important. Besides, I have nowhere to go except by the Master's side."

The Dragon Witch glanced at Xia Yan, as if to say, "If you dare to mess around with me, I will burn you to death now."

Before Joan of Arc spoke, Martha spoke first, "I plan to stay in Europe. The current church is very different from the original church. I plan to change this corrupt status quo! To be honest, there are too many garbage in the church now! Joan of Arc, I think you should have felt it too."

Yes, of course she felt it. She had not stayed in the church for too long. Moreover, before she died for her country, Christianity had not yet been divided into so many sects.

In fact, Joan of Arc did not object to the differences among various religious sects. After all, we all believed in the great God, we were all compatriots, and we would all reach the same destination in the end.

But she had not expected that there would be so many corrupt officials in the church. Martha spoke out what she had discovered without any reservation, and also told everyone loudly how she educated those rubbish.

"I will stay in the Vatican for a while and correct your wrong ideas! In the name of Saint Martha!"

Joan of Arc held the flag tightly and stood behind Martha. Although she did not say anything verbally, she had already shown through her actions that she wanted to follow her predecessor.

Queen Marie's choice was simpler. Before the establishment of Chaldea, she would stay in France and take a good look at this country which could be called prosperous.

Chapter 91: Using the Dragon-Subduing Fists to Correct the Church

In fact, Xia Yan can guess the approximate choice of each heroic spirit.

It was just a little bit of a headache. After the Dragon Witch returned to China and lived nearby, I hoped that it would not attract other people's attention. Otherwise, I would have to wander around the world or go directly to Antarctica, right? Thinking carefully, a magician with the ability to build a position should be able to barely build a workshop in Antarctica where he could live.

But it is better not to fall to this point unless it is absolutely necessary.

Anyway, it is better to collapse the entire inherent barrier as soon as possible. I am a little craving for some fat otaku happy water.

"I will send you a message after the construction preparations for Chaldea are completed. After dealing with this incident, you can live in this world according to your own ideas. Don't worry about encountering difficulties. All the heroic spirits are your companions behind you. If you need them, I will summon new companions to help you at any time."

Joan of Arc gripped her flagpole tightly. Their reappearance and advent were bound to bring new disturbances to the world. What the world would look like in the future was still an unknown.

But overall, it will definitely move in a better direction. As long as those anti-heroic spirits don't deliberately make trouble, many tumors will be removed under the guidance of many heroic spirits.

With the help of Martha and Queen Mary, the entire barrier was indeed cleared on a large scale within two days. As the undead who served as pillars returned to the sky one after another, like a house that had lost its pillars, cracks appeared in the sky and the earth of this space, like the damaged colors of an oil painting after it dried, falling one by one.

Xia Yan, who was standing with Black Jeanne d'Arc, breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the broken space. The matter was finally resolved. This should be the first time he had faced an abnormal event that lasted for such a long time since he had come into contact with it. From the beginning to the end, it lasted for nearly a week.

It was also thanks to the fact that his cousin had been in the army and rarely contacted him, otherwise, this matter of his being abroad would have been exposed long ago.

Although this method of silently summoning heroic spirits behind the world is exciting, it is still a bit frightening after a long time, because now I have no idea how I should face the people who know me after being exposed.

Should we be high-handed or should we be hesitant? In short, except for one or two people, there is no way to return to the original natural and comfortable state. Our own country may not say much, but other countries will surely win us over behind the scenes, or even find ways to deal with us.

After all, there are always some people who think they have great power and can do anything. Given the character of the bald eagle, if the existence of Chaldea is exposed, before winning it over, it might try to hand over a big mushroom to Chaldea to test the strength and character of Chaldea.

After all, the bald eagle's brain is becoming less and less useful now.

Not to mention what the bald eagle's plans for the future, along with the collapse of the inherent barrier, Xia Yan and the Dragon Witch also appeared in the north of France. After determining the city, Xia Yan prepared to buy a ticket back home on the spot, but because of the Dragon Witch's identity, she could only follow him back to the country in the form of a spirit.

This is not a big problem. Anyway, the place where I live is quite remote. There are not many young people hanging around in the village, and the elderly rarely look at their phones. The identity of the Dragon Witch should not be so easy to be discovered. Of course, more importantly, even if her identity is exposed, what does it matter? Few people dare to touch her directly.

If someone really wanted to attack the Heroic Spirit, Xia Yan would be curious about what kind of idiot that person would be.

As for the biggest news during this period, it should be Saint Martha, who constantly criticized how many cancers there were in Christianity after 2000, which was too different from the original teachings.

Of course, she also admitted that Christianity as a whole is bound to change in the course of historical development, but it is really unpleasant to see the originally sacred Christianity become such a filthy and corrupt place as it is now!

Martha didn't mind the fact that the real development of Christianity was carried forward by the descendants of Rome. After all, many of them expected to get support from Rome. It would be better to say that all beings are equal under the Lord's church.

It would not matter even if it was developed and promoted in the hands of the Romans.

Some situations within the Vatican are really annoying.

Before the Roman Church announced the revelation of the coming of two saints, the door of the church was kicked open by the saint holding a huge cross.

According to the recollections of some of the parties involved, the saintly lady had a lot of evidence in her hands. She kicked a senior who looked very honest to the ground, and then slapped some of the evidence in her hand directly on the senior's face.

The smile on the saint's face can't help but make people tremble.

"I don't mind our doctrine developing in the hands of you Romans, but I hate you guys for falling to this level. In the next period of time, I will educate you well. Be prepared. Joan of Arc and I have the same idea. If you can't do it..."

Martha slammed the cross in her hand onto the ground fiercely. "These fists that have conquered the dragon will definitely bring you back on track!"

On the other hand, Joan of Arc successfully entered high school with the help of Queen Marie and the government. Although she wanted to start from college, she still needed to re-understand some basics. After all, before becoming a saint, she was just a country girl...

Thanks to the various courses offered within Chaldea, she did not have to start her studies all over again from elementary school. Of course, no matter what others said or thought, the saint cherished this opportunity very much.

Because of her own temperament, she even became another psychological counselor in the minds of students in school.

Queen Marie moved into the Palace of Versailles. As the queen of the court, she had no problem introducing the palace to tourists. She also started a live broadcast on the Internet, and many people gave her tips every day.

After returning to China, while enjoying the coolness brought by the air-conditioning and drinking the fat house happy water, Xia Yan stretched gently and enjoyed this rare tranquility. There have been no large-scale abnormal activities for two months. Looking at the large amount of recognition points he has accumulated, it seems that he can start the next plan.

Gradually arrange for some heroes to come.

Chapter 92: Spider Webs and Moths

As various small incidents became more and more frequent, some illegal people with hidden abilities who were not originally very strong also began their own journey of strengthening.

Under such circumstances, the number of crimes committed by people with various illegal abilities is increasing. Some of them can be discovered, but many more are hidden in the dark.

It’s not that there’s no way to catch them, but their abilities tend to allow them to forge alibis or erase key evidence, making it impossible for them to be convicted.

There are very few people who can test whether a person has the ability to lie. Most of them only do this when more difficult cases arise, and more often they work for state officials. After all, judging whether a person has the ability to lie can be used in many aspects.

This has resulted in many police stations at the grassroots level being unable to judge evidence forged by people with illegal abilities.

After most of these cases, which are not shocking in today's world, are closed, the victims have no way to bring the real culprit to justice, so many of them take extreme measures.

Generally speaking, the abilities of those who forged evidence were not combat-related, so if they fought hard, they could still fight for one, but so what? More sins were thrown on the victim's side.

However, such things are not unique to this era. In the distant past, under the light and in the darkness, there have always been such undercurrents surging, especially in Europe during the Industrial Revolution and for a long time after the Industrial Revolution.

And in the darkness where no one pays attention, spiders often weave their webs here, waiting for poor moths to hit the web.

All kinds of crimes often happen in the dark, don't they? After all, they are things that cannot be seen by others.

In a not very big wooden house, a young man wearing washed-out clothes was pounding the ground hard. Looking closely, he was holding a pendant in his hand. The expression on the boy's face was anger and sadness. His fists were bruised and bloody from constantly pounding the ground, and even a little bit of bone could be seen.

It seems that only by torturing myself in this way can I reduce some of the anger in my heart. Of course, this anger is more directed at myself.

The boy was wearing a whitish school uniform. His hair was not short, covering half of his face. The heavy mask made him look a little gloomy. It seemed that due to poverty, the boy was a little stunted and looked rather thin. After venting his anger, the boy stood up and took out a bandage.

He quickly cleaned his hands, then put on his backpack and prepared to go to school.

The boy didn't notice that a blue butterfly was flying slowly behind him. After the boy arrived at the school, several boys who gathered together showed disdain and ridicule on their faces, especially the little fat boy standing in the middle. He was wearing a brand new school uniform and a high-end watch on his hand, which all reflected that the little fat boy had a good family background.

After seeing this poor boy, the fat boy curled his lips in displeasure, with a bit of disdain on his face. When he thought of this, anger rushed into his heart. The fat boy licked his lips. To deal with such an annoying little guy, he should just pinch him to death.

The other people in the class kept silent and didn't intend to say anything. Everyone knew the affairs and conflicts between the two. While they felt sorry for the poor boy, they didn't dare to stand up and support him. The fat boy's family had plenty of money, which meant he had certain rights in this money-oriented society.

The fat boy quickly wrote a note, threw it on the table of the poor boy, then made a gesture of wiping his neck with a look of arrogance on his face.

The poor boy looked expressionlessly at the note that told him not to leave after school in the afternoon. His heart was calm. He just bought a paper cutter during lunch, put the paper cutter in his arms, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Are you really going to exchange your life for this guy's? It's not worth it. You and your sister's lives are exchanged for the life of a scumbag. The key is that people don't dare to say anything for you. Do you think your sister will be treated fairly and justly after that guy dies? Impossible.

This scumbag father only wants to shape his child into a good kid, but you are the criminals, and you will be infamous for eternity. Do you think it doesn't matter?"

In this deserted forest, the poor boy suddenly raised his head and pointed the knife in his hand at the other side of the tree. There stood an old man wearing gorgeous clothes and looked like an English gentleman. The old man was wearing a cloak, and above the cloak seemed to be made up of a large number of blue butterflies.

The meticulously combed hair and small beard show the old man's serious character and the mentality of taking everything under control. The cane in his hand is more of a weapon than a tool.

The glasses concealed the old man's slightly sharp eyes, but even so, he still exuded an unsettling and strange aura.

With bad intentions!

Even though I knew that what the old man said was true, there was always a strange feeling in my heart.

The old man looked at the sharp paper cutter and waved his hand quickly. He seemed really frightened, but he always felt that... everything was too deliberate. After experiencing a series of things, the poor boy was no longer the innocent person he used to be. Of course, he could see the sense of incongruity in the old man.

"Don't point a knife at an old man... It's very dangerous. If you accidentally hurt an old man, it will be troublesome. I'm here to help you."

The poor boy still pointed the knife at the old man, but the old man just patted his clothes and completely hid the false fear on his face.

Then a strange smile appeared on his face, and the emotions revealed in his eyes became strange and evil. The whole person was like a spider hiding in the darkness, waiting for the poor moth to fall into its web.

Could I be the moth stuck on the spider web?

The poor young boy couldn't help but have such thoughts. The temperament of this old man was really too weird. It seemed to bring people back to the foggy era of this city. In the depths of the fog and darkness, there were a lot of spider silk. This old man was standing in the depths of the darkness, holding the spider silk in his hand and controlling everything.

The old man stretched out his hand to the boy and said, "You haven't answered me yet. Are you really willing to do this?"