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Chapter 20 This is your salvation

Joan of Arc forced himself to breathe a sigh of relief. To be honest... In this world, the only thing that can really pose a threat to her is the shadow follower who doesn't know his real name, or... a huge number of dead bodies also need to be avoided.

Except for Lucky C, the other attributes of Joan of Arc are all e. Perhaps this can be said to be an inequality value among heroic spirits, but don’t forget... this is for heroic spirits.

If you judge this value carefully, the comprehensive value of ordinary people in various worlds is only f, which is just a summary. Perhaps a fitness man who exercises regularly will be slightly higher, and correspondingly... the otakus who stays at home all day long will be slightly lower.

As for the dead bodies in this world, according to Joan of Arc's judgment, [Agility: f--], [Strength: f+], and the rest... there is probably no need to judge.

There is no way, the viruses in this world are too weak after all. Even if the dead can be resurrected, the completely necrotic part cannot be repaired. If the virus is really good, why would these dead bodies be strolling around with half of their body disabilities?

Of course, it is not to say that this virus is useless. At least it is considered a disguised shackles to liberate humans. However, ordinary people are ordinary people after all, without magic or superpowers, and the upper limit is finally frozen.

Even if you have to ask about a gene lock or something, are you sure that viruses of this level will be effective?

"From the trajectory of this world, the situation here is roughly caused by a certain organization's biochemical experiments, and the main line... is about a few girls." Joan of Arc looked up at the sky and said softly to himself.

Even if they don’t care about the “protagonists”, they will leave safely, but... Since the foundation value of human resources has been generated, how far will the world deviate?

Then... is that direction?

Joan of Arc looked eastward, and a strong feeling once again arose in his heart.

[Revelation] Launched successfully!

"Puchi..." Joan of Arc couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckled. The omnipotent [Revelation], this skill is really useful.

Fortunately, Joan of Arc did not forget her mission to come here. For her, this is her paradise for becoming stronger, and for Joan of Arc... this is a place where she must go to redemption.

It is urgent to clean up this world, the dirty creatures...even the soul is corrupted, it is really sad.

Looking forward, you are about to be redeemed, and I am looking forward to...

Joan of Arc, I, who inherited everything about you, also bear the same tasks as you.

"I will not insult your reputation..." After saying that, Joan of Arc pushed open the door to the rooftop.

The iron door that had not moved for a long time made a "creak..." and seemed extremely harsh in this almost soundless world.

Below, there was a "rustling" sound of mystery, and there was also a faint roar...

Joan of Arc rectified his mentality and immediately entered a state of fighting...

Although it is not easy to fight in a skirt, killing one blow is not considered a battle, crushing!

He threw the piece of wooden stick in his hand to the entrance of the stairs, and a sound of wood colliding with the stairs came.

"--despair"

The sound echoed, as if waking up the sleeping lion, the roar gradually came to the place, getting closer and closer...

"Roar...roar...roar..."

In a blink of an eye, seven dead bodies, or zombie creatures, surrounded by wooden sticks, crowding each other.

And Joan of Arc looked at them on the steps above them.

No vision, no thought, all depends on voice...

Like the public zombies, it has no characteristics and acts as slow as judgments!

"Sad children, pray to my Lord... Of course, if you don't mind, I can give you a few one-way tickets to heaven, free." Joan of Arc jokingly said to several zombies without thinking below.

"Roar...roar!" At this time, these zombies discovered the target, roared, and burst into flames at Joan of Arc, but this speed...

"Can I think my Lord's people have been treated like this? You will be redeemed, and those masterminds... are burned!"

Zombies are getting more and more. Although Joan of Arc is a little afraid of their hatred faces, he hates them more.

"Rest in peace!"

Joan of Arc picked the tail of his skirt and jumped up from the steps, and jumped past the zombies to where they had gathered.

He picked up the wooden stick and turned around and stabbed one of the zombies.

As it turns out, the muscle power e is actually quite powerful.

on site……

The zombie, which was stabbed by Joan of Arc, suddenly retreated backwards, and then leaned back due to unstable center of gravity.

The stairs were not wide, not to mention that the seven zombies were crowded together, and then...they were overturned.

Stupid!

Seeing the zombies getting up again, Joan of Arc was not interested in watching them play monkeys. He walked forward two steps and stabbed continuously at their heads. However, as a weapon to pick up casually, his actual lethality is not high, so...

【Magic Power-10】

【Kill 7 bodies and get 7 points】

【Remaining Points: 107】

“…”

It seems that we have to strengthen our magic first. E-level magic cannot be used to create weapons, which is quite inconvenient for Joan of Arc.

"Roar, roar, roar, roar..."

Just after cleaning up this wave, there was another roar from the corridor inside the building. The sounds caused before still attracted the zombies on this floor.

Joan of Arc knew that the range of activities here was too narrow, and if she was really surrounded, it would be extremely unfavorable to her, so...

Thirty-six strategies, running is the best strategy!

Skip away...

For these zombies with low combat power, they won’t threaten her if they fight, but this will make her clothes dirty. In comparison, it’s quite worthless.

Joan of Arc didn't want to walk around in a dark and bloody outfit. Even if he wanted to fight, he would have to find a weapon or something.

Zombies appeared again across the corridor. Joan of Arc did not hesitate and threw the stick out directly, then turned around and left.

【Reward Points +1】

Sweat! Joan of Arc didn't expect that the wooden stick that he just threw out could kill him.

Joan of Arc was at the highest point in this building. When he arrived at the corner of the penultimate floor, Joan of Arc knew what kind of place he was in.

He gently poked his head out and glanced around. There were cabinets filled with goods, as well as zombies wearing security suits and salesmen-type clothes.

It turns out this is a shopping mall, so lucky!

Faced with the embarrassment of having no clothes to wear, Joan of Arc is undoubtedly a holy place. Even if she... she is still a love for beauty.

Of course, this place must be her battlefield. The penultimate floor is wide in scope, and it is undoubtedly a good place to deal with zombies. But it is important to note that... you must not fight too bloody, otherwise your clothes will get dirty.
Chapter completed!
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