Chapter 66: Guardian Angel

"No, I can only say that I am not lucky!" Joan of Arc shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I don't understand what you mean, can you tell me all?" Fang Qingshu asked in confusion.

"Okay, it's time to make it clear!" Joan of Arc then cheered up and said solemnly: "You may already know my origin. Originally, I was a feather of Gabriel, the archangel of the angel gods. I fell into the mortal world with the mission of spreading the faith of light. However, I was brave enough to kill the enemy in front of me and won many battles and many battles, and I was betrayed by my own people. The most extreme thing is that I was even slandered as a witch by the foolish priest, and thus burned to death!"

When talking about this, Joan of Arc looked very excited, obviously she was resentful of this matter. Fang Qingshu and others have long heard of this famous past, and they are very sympathetic to her miserable experience, so they can understand her current mood. They just don’t know how to comfort her.

Joan of Arc calmed down his excitement a little, and then continued, "Although, because of the divine nature in my body, I was still able to ascend to the divine realm after death, even though I did not complete the task, I had a huge psychological shadow in my heart from then on, no matter what I did, and this failure made the superiors very dissatisfied, and I was eventually frozen. The colleagues around me not only did not comfort me, but kept humiliating me. They mocked me for being the 'Witch of Light'. For this reason, I could only hide in the darkest place to practice alone. It's ridiculous that a dignified angel of light, such as me, was forced to fall in love with the dark feeling!"

"What about later?" Fang Qingshu asked with concern.

"Later, there was a mercenary system. The God Realm planned to send a group of people to serve as war souls to assist their believers, but no one was willing to do such boring and dangerous errands. So they thought of me. According to the original plan, I should join the mercenary in the middle, that is, when everyone is around level 10, but they never expected that you would complete an almost impossible task and then go to your camp." Joan of Arc said with a laugh and cry: "My God, this is too ridiculous. You must know. Once you become your war soul, my destiny will be completely connected with you. In other words, I only have two ways to go, either, as your land is destroyed, or the immortal mercenaries develop, and finally I will ascend to the immortal world with you!"

"Ascending to the Immortal Realm?" Fang Qingshu suddenly became interested and said quickly: "Can you enter the Immortal Realm?"

"Of course, as long as the fairy world is willing to accept me!" Joan of Arc nodded.

"Just we are willing to accept you?" Fang Qingshu said in confusion, "Will that cause war between the angel gods and the immortals? After all, you are an angel with divine nature!"

"Haha, this means you don't know the rules between the gods!" Joan of Arc smiled and said, "In fact, because there are too many people in the god world and their experiences and thoughts are different, sometimes, people who have become gods will also experience changes in their faith. This is not uncommon among the gods."

"Ah? Can gods change their faith?" Fang Qingshu said in surprise.

"Of course. What's so strange about this? Gods are also humans? They also have seven emotions and six desires, as well as joys, sorrows and happiness. As long as the situation is right, they will naturally change their faith. For example, the most famous one is Lucifer, the former Archangel of the Light of the Earth Angels. He was jealous of other colleagues because of his strong strength. In the end, he led his legion to Hell and became a fallen angel!" Joan of Arc explained, "It was precisely because of his betrayal that the angels that originally had the upper hand were eventually equalized by Hell and had to sign a peace agreement!"

"Birdman deserves it!" Fang Qingshu said disdainfully, and then he asked, "How did the gods deal with the gods' changing faith?"

"This depends on the specific situation. For example, the angel tribe and hell are mortal enemies. If an angel defects to hell and becomes a fallen angel, he will naturally be wanted and chased. The same goes for the same. As long as the hell creature is willing to become a believer in the light and receive the transformation of the body's light constitution, it will become a member of the light clan and be chased by the hell forces!" Joan of Arc said.

"The creatures in hell still believe in the light?" Fang Qingshu said incredible.

"Of course there are, but it's only a few, and their strength is generally not strong, at least far from Lucifer. However, in order to offset Lucifer's image, the angel gods were still willing to accept them. Perhaps, they had to believe in the Light just because they couldn't survive in hell!" Joan of Arc couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"What if the angels believe in the immortals?" Fang Qingshu asked.

"Although the angels and immortals are very inconsistent, at least on the surface, everyone has not broken up on the surface and retains the cloak of friendship, so they have taken restraint measures against those who have changed their beliefs. For example, the cultivation of the Light is generally called the Sword of Light. They are generally very strong and we respect them very much, but they will never be able to enter the core of the rights of the Angel God clan. Moreover, although they will not be chased by the Immortals, they will be despised by their former colleagues, which can be said to be unpleasant on both sides." Joan of Arc said helplessly.

"What you mean is that if you come to the fairy world, that's the case?" Fang Qingshu asked.

"Yes, in fact, at the moment I was chosen by you, my destiny was already tied to you. The 'Ange of Immortals' is my only goal!" Joan of Arc sighed, "Ah, although it is helpless, this is my only way out."

"Miss Joan of Arc, please don't sigh. I promise that at least in the fairy world, you will be with us. As long as we have us, I will never let you hide in the shadow again!" Fang Qingshu said solemnly: "I am now officially invited to join us as the leader of the immortal mercenary!"

"If you gave you such an invitation when I was just here, I would be disdainful to you!" Joan of Arc confessed: "But now, your performance shocked me very much. It can be said that I am very optimistic about you. I think you are completely likely to be the final winner of this game. The most important thing is that you made me feel the sincerity between friends and brought a trace of light to my shadow-filled heart."

"So, did you agree?" Fang Qingshu said in surprise.

"If you are willing to invite it in your private name, I will promise to be your guardian angel!" Joan of Arc said extremely seriously.

"Guardian Angel?" Fang Qingshu said in surprise: "As far as I know, guardian Angel is actually the most loyal subordinate of the master. You can actually become our friend, so why should you reduce your value? I don't think I have any 'monarchy', and I can calm you down like you in one go!"

"Haha, in fact, in my long life, I have seen many natural leaders with the 'king of the aura of kings and domineering', but unfortunately they all fell at my feet without exception!" Joan of Arc smiled and said, "As for you, the reason why I am willing to become your guardian angel is naturally nothing to do with your 'king of kings and domineering' that does not exist at all. I am optimistic about it, it is your ability and bloodline!"

"Ability and bloodline?" Fang Qingshu said in confusion: "I don't quite understand!"

"Your ability is very outstanding, and you are the strongest of the people I have ever met. With it, you can at least become a very excellent leader, but if that's the case, your future development will be at most a low-level or intermediate immortal. If I work hard, I can also practice to that extent, and there is no need to defect to you. However, you also have the blood of the Dragon God. Its existence greatly improves your talent and allows you to have the foundation to become a giant of the immortals at the same time." Joan of Arc said solemnly: "Of course, having a foundation does not necessarily lead to success. The road to the top is full of difficulties and bumps. The chance of ordinary people succeeding will not exceed 0.01%, but if combined with your superb wisdom, the probability of this probability should exceed 10%! And I am betting on this 10%!"

After listening to Joan of Arc's words, Fang Qingshu immediately understood what she meant. Obviously, she was optimistic about Fang Qingshu now, so she wanted to surrender to this big tree in advance. Because Fang Qingshu has not grown up yet, Joan of Arc's surrender is a timely help. If she waits for Fang Qingshu to succeed before surrendering, it will only be the icing on the cake. Obviously, the rewards received by these two are incomparable.

You know, Joan of Arc has no way out now. Since she was chosen to come here, she has been removed from the Angel Clan, so she can only tie her fate with Fang Qingshu. It just so happens that Fang Qingshu has such a unique opportunity. Once Fang Qingshu really becomes one of the top giants of the Immortal Clan, then Joan of Arc will naturally rise and will definitely be the number one general under him. Who told her to be the first to surrender and be the strongest person? So although she is only one-tenth of sure, Joan of Arc still resolutely suppresses herself!

"What a big bet?" Fang Qingshu smiled bitterly: "But don't you think the winning rate of one-tenth is a little lower?"
Chapter completed!