People Are In Hogwarts, Replace The Invisible Man At The Beginning

Chapter 191: Production Of Shengke Cloth, Brother Fei Exits!

Jiang Feng's question made Joan a bit different, she couldn't help thinking, why did she suddenly ask this?

"Hmm...that's true, I can make the holy cloth, what's wrong?" Joan was confused, but she answered truthfully.

"The effects of the holy relics made by different saints should be different. What is the effect of yours?"

Joan tapped her chin, thought for a while and said, "Mine? The protection and revelation of the Lord."

So, Jiang Feng understood that Joan of Arc was neither a magician nor a researcher, and what he said was not so rigorous, but he still understood it.

The protection of the Lord is similar to the Baizhen Noble Phantasm. If there is no accident, it should be a high level of resistance, while the revelation is some kind of predictive effect.

The body of Yawei in the Xingyue world is unknown, but the post-bar brothers in the previous life generally believe that He is the root itself, at least it was a popular saying before Jiang Feng traveled.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the origin of Joan of Arc's apocalypse. This predictive ability has surpassed the ancestral intuition, which is very outrageous.

Just as he was thinking, Joan came in, sat by the bed and asked, "Well, do you need the holy relic?"

"It's not a question of whether I need it or not," Jiang Feng looked at her seriously, "Will the supply officer ask me that when you are fighting?"943

"Eh?" Joan was taken aback, then shook her head, "No, it's different, I was the general of France at that time, and I was a party to the war, but now I'm the adjudicator, so I can't participate in the war.

"Really? What did Karna say?"

"This....…."

Joan of Arc was silent, no wonder she couldn't think of it, the name Holy Grail War is naturally deceptive to Christian saints, making people mistakenly think that this is some kind of glorious battle.

Actually, huh...

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, and persuaded softly, "You see, we can't attack the contestants casually, but there is no way to ensure that they don't have small thoughts. In this way, absolute strength is necessary."

"But the holy skeletal cloth I made doesn't have the ability to attack?" Joan of Arc was still puzzled.

"It doesn't matter," Jiang Feng said proudly, "I have! As long as you ensure my safety, any enemy is not a problem, I have absolute certainty to defeat them!"

"Okay, then I'll make one."

"Not one, but make as many as you can!" Jiang Feng corrected her, "God gave you this ability to protect those who can protect, one for me, one for you, leave one for Leticia, and then Plus a spare……”

"Stop, stop, stop (bgei)!" Joan of Arc hurriedly waved her hand to stop, Jiang Feng's words made her brain hurt, "I will do it, I will do it."

"Are there any requirements for materials?"

"I don't know about this. I just need ordinary cloth?" Joan of Arc showed hesitation. She really didn't think about the material problem. After all, most of the holders of the holy cloth have a hard life

No chance to collect rare treasures.

The corners of Jiang Feng's mouth turned up slightly, and with a big wave of his hand, he released all kinds of magical fabrics, from the simplest flax, sheepskin, silk, to the skins of phantom beasts, and magicweave cloth.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc sighed, and began to work helplessly. It was hard to imagine that a generation of saintesses would be reduced to this point, with no sheep or land, and had to weave for a living.

Jiang Feng thought while watching, feeling quite good.

With a flash of inspiration, he suddenly reminded, "By the way, try each cloth several times to avoid accidental situations.

Joan of Arc didn't open her mouth, but sent a resentful look.

For a moment, Jiang Feng felt that Bai Zhen was going to turn black.

Seeing Lady Saintess working hard, Jiang Feng turned and left, and locked the door behind him.

Just immerse yourself in work like this, Holy Maiden, people like Chigurh are not worth saving.

The small familiar quickly left, and Jiang Feng sat on the spot and manipulated it, letting his eyeliner spread all over Tuliphas, so that the movement of the Boundary Tree was under his control.

The setting sun is like blood, the sun is gradually setting, and the streets of Tulifas are empty, except for the hoarse crowing of crows.

But a big man ruined the picture, that is the red Berserker, the gladiator Spartacus!

"Hey hey ha ha ha ha ha!" Spartacus laughed maniacally, "The oppressor is close at hand! Ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

The red Archer Atalanta and the red Rider Achilles followed silently, and the two looked helpless, "The berserkers of the Song family lost control before the battle started.

This is too outrageous...

"Big sister, that guy is about to enter Black's territory, what should we do? We must find a way to stop him?"

"Is there anything you can do?"

Achilles' face froze. Indeed, he had nothing to do. Spartacus was average in strength, but he was very fleshy. He was not afraid of hardship, fatigue or pain. Most people really couldn't do anything about him.

The room leak happened to be raining all night, and the two were discovered by Black!

Chiron stopped Tameow, and Siegfried confronted Achilles. Due to their respective considerations, the battle did not start.

"Hahahaha! O oppressor! I...uh, not enough, uh uh uh..."

Grand Duke Vlad III of Romania arrived on horseback, countless spiked stakes pierced Berserker into a sieve, coupled with Avis Brun's magic, Spartacus was directly suppressed.

On the other side, Ah Fu, who was offline, seized the opportunity and escaped with Zieg, but unfortunately, he was discovered!

Joan of Arc is still making the holy relic, Jiang Feng confirmed this and continued to observe this side. He knew that if there was no accident, Otto Fei would be born, but if there is no Joan of Arc, what is the point of surviving?

Avis Bron will never let go of this furnace core. Although the magician is good, in terms of performance, the artificial man is still far beyond.

can you survive

With this question in mind, Jiang Feng continued to observe, and at this time Ah Fu had already been defeated by Siegfried.

She cried with tears in her eyes, "Why! Saber! Aren't you a hero! Why don't you let me save him!"

"Why save him? What is the reason?" Siegfried asked seriously.

"Why is there no reason! I just want to save!"

"yes......"

Without Astolfo, Zieg was completely unable to defeat Fei Ge's master, Fatty Gold, he wanted to attack, but was bounced back by the fatty with an iron fist. At this moment, his heart burst.

Siegfried saw through this, ignored the chattering Master, and walked straight over.

"Saber! What kind of attitude do you have..."

"boom!"

Brother Fei knocked out the fat man, and under Ah Fu's shocked gaze, he directly took out his heart, and gave his heart to the artificial Zig!

"Saber?! Wait a minute! You'll be leaving the stage now!"

"Ah, that's my wish," Siegfried said with a smile, letting his body light up, "every time I was saved because of others' begging, but this time, it was my own will, goodbye, Rider."

"Hmm, is there no turning point? That means the protagonist's halo doesn't exist?" Jiang Feng thought while pinching his chin.

"boom!"

"Hey! Jeanne! Where are you going?"

"There is no time! You wait here for me!"

Looking at Joan's back, Jiang Feng muttered to himself, "Revelation? Chigurh, what's so special about you...".