Zhang Xuansheng looked at the staggering back and was a little dazed.

He has come, and as long as he lives until night, this man will see a different world and be able to eat delicious food that he has never eaten before.

But the middle-aged man still left firmly, leaving his broken wine pot, walked step by step towards the magic circle in the city, and mixed into the queue.

The taboo magic that devours life can indeed add a certain amount of magic to Joan of Arc.

Even Zhang Xuansheng suspected that it was not just a simple devouring of life, but might involve legal principles such as the source of life, and he didn't quite understand it.

How much magic can a mortal sacrifice himself to contribute?

But the reality did take effect, the barrier became stable again, and the great sin sects outside began to attack with a smile.

Zhang Xuansheng couldn't help feeling a little frustrated as he watched the young knights fall into the teleportation array and be dragged aside by the later knights.

A mortal can provide considerable magic power by a single life. No matter how you think about it, it will not only cost you life.

He was a little suspicious that even if he tried to send these people away after the war, it would only end in failure.

This forbidden magic swallows not only life, but also... soul!

But he could not speak out to stop these firm-willed knights, because he saw some tricks from the previous battles.

These Protestants' killing and devouring are "similar" to the forbidden technique left by the old pope, and are not just to devour the dead's body.

Protestants use the fear and despair of the dead as nourishment. The stronger the negative emotions of the dead, the greater the improvement they get when devouring their souls.

He thought of Pope Gregory, the wise and decisive old man. Perhaps this forbidden technique was developed after he studied Protestants.

Rather than being swallowed by the enemy, can it be better to contribute to the jihad?

But it's really like what the old man could do.

As time goes by, the bodies behind the taboo magic circle pile up into mountains, and the bodies of tens of thousands of knights gathered together, which did not seem terrifying.

Because every knight died with a proud smile and died in a marching manner.

The great sin sects wanted to make the people in this city despair, but Zhang Xuansheng saw the suns illuminating the holy city, which were dazzling than any holy light. They were hopeful desolation.

The fire of hope is burning with only one exception.

Joan of Arc in the air burst into tears, feeling like thousands of needles piercing the heart.

What is the significance of her existence over the years?

Is it to lead the rebels to defeat the evil god?

Even the Pope's crown prince was killed by an idea in the holy war. What can she do?

The reason why she lives strongly is not only waiting for the person she firmly believes that she will come to find her is to protect the people of the Holy Empire.

In her management policy, there has never been a policy of large-scale conflict with Protestants. It has always been a conservative defense in order to ensure that more people can survive.

In addition to the Resistance Knights, there are nearly 50,000 civilians in the holy city. This can be said to be the largest gathering place for the people in the land of God abandonment, and it is also the last seed of hope in the land of God abandonment.

But today these seeds burned, and under the flames of hope, it was her despair.

Those young knights should have received a good education if they were in the original sacred empire?

They will enter the Magic and Martial Arts Academy, learn to fight, learn to learn about it with friends, grow up together, enter the army of the Holy See, and become a sacred knight.

The sacred continent has risen to peace, the soul seed has been eliminated, and everything is peaceful. They can support the weak and benefit the people, marry and have children, and enjoy their old age.

But most of these knights in their twenties died just like this, and even knew if it was meaningful.

Yes, as this progress continues, she will still not be able to hold on until the knights die.

"Am I the last one..."

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old knight stood in front of the taboo array, with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Oh, I obeyed the knight virtues that the old captain taught me. I didn't go to the line, but if I went there for the last time, I would probably be called a coward..."

After muttering to himself, he looked up at His Highness the Saint.

In his heart, he always thought that he should be called His Highness. The sacred empire he told in his father was so glorious that even in order to show his determination to restore the country, he should call the Saint the Highness.

"It should...it doesn't hurt, right?"

He muttered again, gritted his teeth and walked into the forbidden magic circle.

The holy city became surprisingly quiet, but there were sobbing softly from time to time, but they all disappeared after being scolded by others.

"Mom, why did Dad lie down after going there? He squeezed with his uncles, wouldn't he be too stressed?"

A little girl asked her mother in confusion.

Because her father has been out looking for supplies, she hasn't met her father for a long time. Sometimes she often thinks that her father doesn't love her and her mother at all.

But just now, her father was halfway through the road and suddenly turned toward the residential area. Not long after the Holy City moved here, his father had never passed by the "home" here, but he still found them accurately.

I rarely met in my impression. My father, who was very cold, hugged her and her mother, hugged each other tightly. Her broad arms and warmth made her a little dazed.

Later, my father hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, which made her feel a little flattered. The stubble on her father's cheek made her itchy, but she didn't resist because she felt the sudden fatherly love like a mountain.

She was delighted, but she didn't understand why her mother and father were crying when they kissed her.

"Your father, he has been running too tiring over the years, so he went there to rest."

The little girl's mother had tears in her eyes and touched her daughter's head and explained with a smile.

"But they squeezed together and it felt uncomfortable to watch. Can they really sleep well?"

The little girl is still confused.

"...Why...I'll go and ask Lily? You go back to the house to sleep for a while, and when it gets dark, your mother calls you to get up and have a meal."

The mother was silent for a while and coaxed her daughter.

"Ah! Will there be some food tonight?"

As soon as he heard about eating, the little girl's attention was completely diverted.

"Yes, your father and the others won a big victory today, so you have to celebrate, but you have to be obedient and go to bed properly, otherwise you will not have the share at night."

"Then... I'll go back to sleep now, I'm extremely hungry when I woke up."

Watching his daughter return to the house, the mother locked them with peace of mind and turned her eyes to the taboo array.

"Yorick, you, a heroic knight like you, should you go to heaven after death..."

The woman murmured, looking at the empty streets, and began to take steps, step by step towards the taboo array.

"I wonder if a mother like me who abandons her daughter is qualified to follow your steps?"
Chapter completed!