Joan of Arc said that he was not afraid of any of these defective products. In this large shopping mall, even if there are too many zombies that cannot be killed, can he still run away?

Joan of Arc silently recited [Properties] in his heart, and data appeared one after another.

Joan of Moral

【Life:(100/100)】

【Magic power: (50/100)】

I don’t need to see the remaining attributes, I’m sad!

The magic power is enough. At worst, you can find a place to rest for a while. In short, Joan of Arc has made a decision.

Although he has physical fitness and has inherited his combat experience, Joan of Arc has never tried it himself.

As for those little gangsters in the Academy City, they are not strong enough...

"Your salvation is here by the fallen ones, please be happy, please be happy! Because of my arrival!" Joan of Arc walked out of the stairs and shouted unceremoniously before him.

For some reason, she always felt that her personality was becoming more and more like [Joan of Arc alter], but speaking of it... [Joan of Arc alter] can be considered half of Arc.

Yes, Joan of Arc decided to fight them hard once, without it... Some things need limits to be triggered.

Joan of Arc didn't know her limits, which was a fatal flaw for her who often fought in the future.

So why do you need to get familiar with it at this time?

As for why Joan of Arc deliberately paid attention to the blue bar...

...

"Lord, forgive these lost lambs." On the edge of the shopping mall, a girl in armor placed her hands on her chest, holding the cross pendant at the front of her necklace in her hands, and prayed.

The surrounding zombies gradually ran towards Joan of Arc. As one of the most prosperous areas, there were so many zombies in the shopping center, hundreds or even thousands of zombies surrounded Joan of Arc.

Faced with this scene, Joan of Arc slowly raised his head, and indifference flashed in his blue pupils. Only God is the only one who can freely judge human life.

Wanderingly tramples on human life and wantonly corrupts human soul.

Never tolerate it!

"The person behind the scenes, you really annoyed me!" Joan of Arc whispered, then attacked fiercely.

The appearance of spiritual equipment is just to prevent being infected by viruses. After all, as a hero, she is just a novice, and some taboos need to be avoided.

By the way, prevent clothes from being stained.

"System, if you exchange 100 points for an iron flag, will you do it?" Joan of Arc was too lazy to recite silently and said directly when there was no living person in this place where the zombies were walking.

【Points-100】

【Get a flag】

"It's really surprisingly easy to talk." Joan of Arc felt the cold touch gradually coming from his hands.

The flag sold by the system is just an ordinary flag without any magical power, and there is no doubt that 100 points really can't do big things.

The appearance of the flag is roughly the same as the weapon of Joan of Arc's spiritual equipment, and the top is also pointed. After all, it was also made according to that prototype, perhaps to increase the feel.

With the flag in hand, Joan of Arc's confidence also increased.

Perhaps it was comforting that this flag was almost inseparable from her after she became famous.

"You're going to go!" Joan of Arc held the battle flag in his hand and rushed into the zombie group.

The limitation of magic power is destined to make Joan of Arc a quick battle. With his memory of combat experience, Joan of Arc's fitness has increased rapidly.

He picked up a zombie and observed their appearance up close. Joan of Arc couldn't help but think of creatures like them from the depths of his memory.

It seems that it is called Longya Bing. A caster once used similar creatures to encircle her.

If you compare it carefully, it seems that they are nothing scary.

...

...

“Hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…hu…”

In the shopping mall, Joan of Arc stood in a pool of black blood, and his mouth kept breathing irregularly. He was surrounded by incomplete, rotten limbs, and no dead creature stood up again.

【Magic power: (7/100)】

"It seems that I'm overestimating myself." Joan of Arc lowered his head, looked at the dirt and blood stained on his white skirt, and could only accept his fate.

She thought she could fight quickly in a short time, but she didn't expect that the magic power was consumed so quickly. She had to mediate the magic power after fighting, and she had to be careful because she prevented virus infection. The whole battle was simply summarized...

The first half was unparalleled in the harvest, and the second half was dependent on attributes.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, Joan of Arc's face gradually became deeper.

[Total profit resources: 1143 points]

【Remaining Points: 1151】

The system prompt sounded again, and thousands of points proved how tragic Joan of Arc's battle just now was.

In fact, according to Joan of Arc's calculations, she could clear it before the magic was consumed, but she forgot one thing...

What she judged... was only the zombies on this floor, and in the battle just now, the zombies downstairs and upstairs also followed the sound. The growing group of zombies was obviously not something Joan of Arc could easily deal with, which made Joan of Arc look so embarrassed.

It's still caused by lack of experience...

"My Lord's people, I hope you can reach the gate of the kingdom of heaven smoothly..." Joan of Arc lowered his head a little disappointed and prayed to the corpses all over the ground.

These people have nothing to do with Joan of Arc, but they were all humans during their lifetime. Seeing many lives disappear before their eyes, how could Joan of Arc not be moved?

Joan of Arc's actions were just from his heart...the pity for the world.

After praying, Joan of Arc lifted his feet and kicked away the pieces of flesh around him, opening up a clean path for himself.

Walking out of the pile of corpses, Joan of Arc went straight to the clothing area of ​​the shopping center. The zombies on the entire floor had been cleaned up, and Joan of Arc was relieved to choose carefully.

"What kind of expression would it be if he knew about it... the new clothes I bought for me would be stained with blood the next day."

Joan of Arc took out a white short-sleeved shirt from the hanger, then picked out a pair of light blue shorts and a pair of white sneakers.

When he came to the locker room, Joan of Arc took off his dress and changed into the clothes he had just selected...

The skirt Joan of Arc was not thrown away, but was neatly folded and put into the system space. After all, it was a kind of thing that Shangjoo had to keep as a souvenir, and it would not take up any space anyway.

After changing his clothes, Joan of Arc walked to the mirror and looked at himself...

The white short sleeves form a sharp contrast with the white arms, and the legs of the shorts are exactly between the thighs and the knees, but this extremely tempting image creates a contrast because of its holy temperament.

"So appearance is really important. It's just a random match, but it's inexplicably very suitable..."

Looking at herself in the mirror, Joan of Arc couldn't help but feel narcissistic. Don't worry about her gender or not. In short, appearance equals truth!

After appreciating his Joan of Arc, he did not intend to leave immediately. Although he had already changed his clothes, who knows if it would get dirty for some reason, so he needs to find a few sets to fit.

However, this place has been occupied by zombies for a long time, and no matter what it is, it is more or less stained with dirt, so... Joan of Arc decided to go to the warehouse for a walk.

Of course, Joan of Arc could not do boring things for such reasons, but she felt that... she was going to go to that place.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!