Pirates: A Knight King is awarded at the beginning

Chapter 128

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"Hmm?"

On the beach of Sky Island, Xuanfeng, who was fighting side by side with Siegfried, suddenly felt a huge magical power rising somewhere in the distant new world.

And this magical power... was both familiar and a headache.

At the same time, the other three heroes also noticed it and cast their eyes towards the distant horizon.

"That magic power... is it Joan of Arc?"

Siegfried asked hesitantly.

Xuan Feng nodded, and his originally good mood instantly cooled down.

In fact, he didn't think that Joan of Arc was doing anything bad. He has always been protective of his own people, but the world situation is indeed more sensitive now. Who is Joan of Arc targeting by doing this?

Xuan Feng thought about it and said with a smile on his face

"The sea is going to be in turmoil again."

Siegfried shrugged.

"Master, you are too indulgent to her. Her character is dangerous. Actually, I think that Jeanne has been quite low-key now that such a big incident has just happened."

"Maybe."

Xuanfeng and Siegfried were talking happily.

Unexpectedly, a volleyball rushed over and was caught by Xuanfeng.

"Damn it!"

Altria stamped her feet in anger.

Xuanfeng mocked

"Oh my, Al, when did you learn how to sneak attack?

This seems to be a deviation from the code of chivalry."

"There is no need to worry about dealing with a bad guy like you on the battlefield!"

Artoria challenged.

Semiramis looked at this scene with amusement and then asked

"Do you want to continue playing?"

"Well... I am more concerned about what Jeanne did.

Let me use my familiar to take a look."

Xuan Feng said, and stretched out his hand. A dove transformed by magic flew away.

Siegfried looked at the people around him who were confused, and with an unquestionable aura, he said loudly

"The game is over, everyone, do as you please!"

No one dared to disobey Siegfried's words, and they all started to ask for more, still wanting to continue the game.

"Whoever wins gets the final say?"

Altria put her hands on her hips with a proud look on her face.

Xuanfeng smiled slightly.

"Draw"

"Well... let's just leave it at that." After finally putting together a really popular beach volleyball, it was interrupted by a partner far away.

The familiar crossed the sea at an extremely fast speed, shuttled between heaven and earth, and flew freely.

After a while. (acf)

The familiar stopped at the burning Cocora.

This place has become a hell on earth. Countless large and small ships are drifting on the sea. People are fighting on the ships and in the sea for treasures and food.

At first glance - it seems that there are no good people.

The familiar had just arrived and was thinking about flying into this purgatory to explore. Before the wings were spread, suddenly, a strong suction force sucked the familiar over.

The familiar frowned very humanely, and after feeling that it was an acquaintance, he continued to do what he wanted without resistance.

In a bright red sea of fire, the high temperature here can vaporize a person instantly.

The witch Joan of Arc grabbed the familiar in her hand and said with a look of interest

"Oh, is this your new trick, Master?

I haven't seen you for more than a year, you've made great progress!"

Finally, I saw Jeanne, and her familiar connected directly with Xuanfeng, and used her thought body to directly manifest her true body.

Xuanfeng's appearance at this time was quite different from before. Jeanne frowned at first, and then she relaxed, walked around Xuanfeng twice with interest, and after carefully observing him, she spoke

"Master...? What have you been doing during my absence?

Why do I feel like you are a god now?

Who did you summon to gain this great power?"

Xuan Feng smiled, then put his hand on Jeanne's shoulder, and pulled her to stand in front of him as she let out a small exclamation.

This guy always likes to talk in circles, and he really needs to be disciplined.

A gleam of light flashed in his eyes -

Witch Jeanne, favorability 124

Xuan Feng was slightly surprised. He hadn't seen her for many years. It seemed that the years of getting along had indeed shortened the distance between Jeanne and Xuan Feng. This favorability was indeed good enough for an extreme sublimation and an additional opportunity to extract character abilities.

How to say...

Look at Jeanne. After a long time, it is inevitable to feel sad.

Why sad?

This silly child has been wandering outside for so many years, and Altria, who used to quarrel with her, is now almost over 120 blocks away, and she is not even a version. How can Xuanfeng, as the master, not feel sad for his precious Heroic Spirit who has fallen behind?

After all, Black Jeanne was once a powerful figure in the two-dimensional world (laughs).

Now that she has fallen behind so badly, and is still fooling around outside, Xuanfeng can't help but smile and cry in his heart (laughs).

Joan of Arc seemed to sense the malice behind Xuanfeng's smile, and couldn't help but move slightly.

(Hey, is this true?)

Xuanfeng was stunned for a few seconds by Joan of Arc's reaction.

"Okay - no more jokes.

The details are as follows!"

Xuan Feng pointed out, and a message was transmitted to Jeanne's mind.

The speed was so fast that it shocked Jeanne.

After a while -

Jeanne's eyes were full of light!

She stretched out her hand and tried to grab Xuan Feng's collar, but unfortunately, she was a little too carried away and forgot that Xuan Feng was just a thought body at this time.

"Well……"

After a few awkward seconds,

Jeanne gathered her thoughts and took a deep breath. This was too much information.

Could this person in front of her really be the embodiment of restraint?

A god?

No, he was a human not long ago...

How could a mortal be able to do such an outrageous thing?

"Hehe, don't underestimate humans. Aren't you also a slightly stronger human?"

Xuanfeng saw through Jeanne's thoughts. The latter was surprised, and then relieved.

After the three heroes' several sublimations, Xuanfeng, as the master, benefited infinitely. A living saint in this state can almost achieve the ultimate that any mortal can imagine.

Reading other people's thoughts is simple. It's just——

"It's a bit too much to spy on a lady's inner thoughts, Master."

Jeanne glared at Xuanfeng seductively.

However, Xuanfeng remained indifferent and spoke eloquently:

"The details of your face and the fluctuations in your eyes have fully revealed the information.

Don't underestimate me.

Compared with me, you are no longer a life form of the same level."

Jeanne d'Arc made a light"tsk" sound and did not comment on it.

"Well, let's get back to the point.

As a generous Master, I treat every companion equally.

Jeanne, experience this wonderful power firsthand.——"

Xuanfeng opened his hands, his aura was mysterious, as if he wanted to embrace the world in his arms, and a grand artistic conception rose.