newbobooks Chapter 629 Follow my rules
Chapter 629 Follow my rules
Chapter 629 Follow my rules
It wasn't until Silence spoke that Jill seemed to have finally noticed such a person.
"Your Highness, who is he?"
The voice became gloomy in an instant, and it took only an instant to change from the excited smile to this gloomy and dangerous appearance.
Jeanne was sure again.
The Jill I am familiar with, my former friend, has completely changed.
This made her look darker.
"Since you know who gave you this chance to realize your wish, you should also know that there are rules for all of this." The silent voice took a leisurely look around.
He found that he didn't have a lot of disgusting, angry emotions.
I sighed in my heart.
Sure enough, even if some things haven't changed, some things have changed a lot.
His gaze continued to look at Jill.
"Rules? No, no, no." Jill shook her head, opened her hands suddenly, and said with a look of intoxication, "That great god is completely different from the so-called gods in this world! He will not order believers to do anything It will not restrict believers to do anything! As long as there is money and offerings, anyone can become His favorite believer, and anyone can obtain His gifts. They will not betray! They will not abandon them! Ah , Your Highness, you should also feel the benevolence of that god."
There was a hint of anger on Joan's expression.
But there was also a trace of anger in silence.
He can be sure.
From the opening of the can, the relevant cognition has been input into the minds of all can openers.
It seems that there is no need to say more.
And just when Shen Mo was about to do something, Joan of Arc seemed unable to keep silent.
"That's it! Jill!" The golden magic power began to surge from her body, and the spear was aimed at Jill, "Even if it becomes like this, you should understand me, Jill, whether it is me Whether it's my wish or the ruler's duty, I can't let you go on!"
Accompanied by the words, the spear stabbed towards Jill.
At such a short distance, it should be easy to deal with a spellcaster with the ruler's excellent quality.
However, the long gun was caught.
He was easily grasped by those dry, blood-stained palms.
Jeanne froze for a moment.
It soon became clear that what she was facing was no longer a simple caster, but a servant who had received a gift.
"Ah, what a pathetic." Jill looked at her full of sadness, "Even now, are you still controlled by that dirty and cruel god? It doesn't matter, I will forgive you, Your Majesty, No matter what you do to me, I will forgive you, everything is the fault of that god, but ah, I will definitely heal you!"
"No one controls me, I made this decision based on my own will, Jill!" Jeanne emphasized, "I am the kind of person who can attack my former companions for my own wishes, so Stop calling me a saint."
The surge of magic power began to intensify, and a command spell on Joan's back began to shine.
She used the command spell directly!
This crystallization of magical power has irresistible power to the servants, even a heroic spirit like Gilgamesh has to succumb to the command of the command spell.
The Command Spell seems to be working.
Jill's palm holding the spear began to bring the spear closer to his neck little by little.
Suicide, this is the order from Joan of Arc.
But when he was about to touch it, Jill's face suddenly distorted. It seemed to be a sinister smile, a crazy laugh, and a sad smile. All kinds of unspeakable chaos and tears emanated from his body. In a strange form, Joan of Arc and Ryunosuke who didn't know what to do were swept away.
They seemed to hear the whisper of the devil at the same time.
It seems that there are countless crazy voices and wills trying to drill into my mind.
Even Joan let go of the spear, covered her ears, and took a few steps back in pain.
Confusion, anger, murderous intent, remorse, sadness
Unspeakable emotions kept churning in my heart.
It was as if emotions that didn't belong to her were rushing violently into her mind.
"I finally understand, Jeanne, I finally understand why I received such a gift."
Jill's body was also changing. There seemed to be countless bulges twisting and turning in his ancient long skirt, until tentacles protruded from the robe and danced little by little towards Joan of Arc. His voice also became crazy and hoarse:
"This is my destiny, this is my chance to truly realize my wish, come, Joan of Arc, come to accept my will, come and become one with me, we will never be apart"
Cthulhu, this is Jill's job change.
He was angry at the divine spirit that gave Joan the fate of destruction. He wanted to reverse Joan's belief and keep Joan by his side forever. It was this wish that made him give such a fate.
Normally.
Jill's wish may indeed come true.
This power is enough to corrode the spirit base of Joan who has not opened the jar.
Silence has been seen.
This person is just immersed in his own world, just blindly wants the world he wants, everything he doesn't want is automatically excluded, he will never listen to anyone's words, and he doesn't care about Joan of Arc at all My own will.
That's why you ignore the rules.
Because those were the rules he didn't want to hear.
"That's it." Silence said slowly.
At the moment of speaking, everything stopped.
From the flow of air, to the drifting of dust, and even the surge of magic power, everything stopped. The only thing that didn't stop seemed to be the thoughts of everyone present. Jill, who had completely transformed into an ugly tentacle monster, was within a short distance of his shot. De is only a few short centimeters, but no matter what, he can't take a step forward.
His heart was full of confusion.
How is this going?
"Being able to obtain the gift and the opportunity to realize your wish is my recognition of the intensity of your wish." Mo Mo walked up to Jill step by step, staring into his eyes, "However, getting power from me is just To abide by my rules, I should have made it very clear when I gave you the power, that no senseless mass murder of ordinary people is allowed—you seem to have ignored the rules at all."
Jill couldn't move.
I can't even move my eyeballs.
But his heart began to fill with fear.
Because he felt it, felt the terrible feeling brought by this gaze in front of him.
It's that god!
This look is the same as the one behind the badge!
No!
Jill's fear does not come from the strength of the other party, but from his own wish, and his wish is about to come true!Just a little bit, almost a little bit to keep Joan of Arc by her side forever!
(End of this chapter)