Joan of Arc felt the evening breeze in the forest, and sniffed it gently at the tip of his nose, as if he could smell the foul smell of the strange law.

It made her mood more and more irritable, and she stepped directly to the edge of the altar.

"Chris, what is the situation in the Kingdom of God now?"

She asked indifferently that Chris was the nun who sent to serve her.

"Return to His Highness, the Pope's Coronation said that you only need to concentrate on praying to be better, and you don't need to worry about the affairs of God's country."

Chris replied respectfully, but his eyes were a little unsightly.

She was sent to serve His Highness the Saint. I heard that His Highness the Saint could save the world as long as he could communicate with the true God.

At first she was very happy, whether it was the honor of serving the saint or hearing about the way to survive this disaster, she was ecstatic.

But nine months have passed, and His Highness is just praying in the altar day after day, and no vision has occurred.

Not to mention the real god, she didn't even see the holy light at all.

There were many people who had the same idea as her. Many of the Holy Guards outside had already discussed secretly, saying whether the Pope's crown was confused or was stimulated by strange laws that they believed such an ancient and absurd legend.

In the hearts of the people of God's kingdom, although they all have faith, they will use God to refer to the way of heaven.

But in fact, most people don’t believe in things like True God.

As people develop science and technology and improve their cultivation system, they will gradually lose their awe of mysterious power.

Although the people of the Kingdom of God do not say it, they actually believe that the existence of the True God is just a banner that the Holy See has stolen and righteousness that has been used to win people's hearts.

Regarding this, after His Highness's long-term prayer failed, an Archbishop also asked the Pope's Coronation in the church meeting, wanting to know if there is really a true God.

As a result, he received an ambiguous answer from the Pope's crown. The news somehow spread to the lower level, which made many Holy Guards dissatisfied.

If His Highness’s prayer is just a waste of time? Wouldn’t it be a waste of effort for her and her guards?

If there is really not much time left in the world, why don’t you go home and spend your time with your husband, children, parents and relatives?

They don't want to stay in a withered woods in the last time, waiting for the illusory hope.

"That's it...it seems that the situation is worse than I thought."

Joan of Arc sighed slightly after hearing Chris's answer.

Chris’s duty is to serve her and convey external information to her, but Chris refuses to disclose it now, just that she knows that the Pope’s crown did not want to distract herself.

She took out Lingxun in Chris's surprised gaze. This was a gadget that Zhang Xuansheng gave to her before leaving, but it was rarely used normally.

But it is great to use it to understand the information of the Kingdom of God at this time. After all, many people in the Kingdom of God have begun to use the Immortal Net in recent years.

She just browsed some information roughly, then closed Lingxun. She put it away.

She waved the bell in her hand, and many Holy Guards hidden nearby appeared, lined up in front of her and knelt on one knee.

"What instructions does His Highness the Saint have?"

The leading Holy Guards are also a woman, so it is better to say that these Holy Guards are all women.

Because the Pope considers Joan of Arc's characteristics, he is afraid that under the dual blessing of strange laws and Joan of Arc's characteristics, the male Holy Guards' erosion will be accelerated.

Joan of Arc smiled, and the beauty at that moment seemed to make the moonlight dim.

She whispered: "You all go home, just have me alone here."

The members of the Holy Guard raised their heads one after another, their eyes showing confusion and shock.

"No, we are responsible for the safety of His Highness. His Highness cannot be disturbed when praying."

The leader refused, but his tone was not so firm.

"I will go and say afterwards that the Pope's Crown, don't worry." As he said that, Joan of Arc took out the Bible and shook it, "Besides, I should be the strongest person present, so where can I use it to protect you?"

"But……"

The team leader hesitated.

"No, but!" Joan of Arc interrupted the leader, then looked gentle again, and said, "Go home and accompany your family. I... am not sure, this may be just a fantasy legend."

Joan of Arc's last words suppressed the last persistence in the hearts of the Holy Guards.

After a long silence, many Holy Guards looked up, saluted Joan of Arc, and slowly turned around and retreated.

"Chris, you go too, isn't there a fiancé waiting for you?"

Joan of Arc smiled and said to Chris beside him.

Chris gritted his teeth, looked at Joan of Arc, then looked at the gradually retreating Holy Guards, and finally said, taking care of themselves, and turned around and left.

After everyone left, Joan of Arc smashed the Bible in his hand on the stone pillar next to the altar and spat on the stone platform next to the altar. This can be said to be a truly disrespectful act.

"What true god? This saint made it like a vase, it's meaningless!"

After doing all this, Joan of Arc seemed to feel much more relaxed in his heart.

In God's country, she always has to take into account the image of her saint, and no matter how irritated she is, she cannot lose her temper.

But now, everyone is gone, and she is the only one left in this ruin that I don’t know what the hell is. I can finally let myself go.

"I said that the water in the pond here should heat up."

Joan of Arc also learned from Zhang Xuansheng and never used the theory of God as the prefix.

She endured it for a long time. The water in this pond was indeed not like an ordinary person, but it was so cold that she soaked in it every day. Thanks to her cultivation, she would have been sick if she had long been frozen.

After the Great Prophecy came into effect, the water in the pond gradually heated up, and finally reached the temperature like a hot spring, and then stopped.

Joan of Arc walked into the pool again, leaning against the edge, and took out a floating board from the storage magic tool, with some exquisite pastries on it.

After thinking about it, she took out a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass.

"call--"

Joan of Arc was wrapped in warmth, ate a small bite of pastry, drank a sip of red wine, and breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, what damn prayers, go to hell!

She had already seen that no matter how pious she and the people of the Kingdom of God were, what did not exist was that it did not exist.

She is just wasting her time here. After today, she will return to the Kingdom of God.

Rather than wasting time here, it is better to go back and help some suffering people.

"Ha, true God? If you really exist, why not show it to me now?"

After three rounds of wine, Joan of Arc's face was flushed and drunk, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky and said faintly.

The Holy Guards who had already reached the edge of the Kentel ruins suddenly turned around.
Chapter completed!