I take the witch with me to conquer the world

On the street outside the arena, Fang Sheng was lying in a damaged building. The blood in his body had dissipated, and his chest did not rise at all, as if he was really dead.

Fang Sheng felt the situation outside. The war priest turned into a ruthless harvesting machine, slaughtering the gladiators wantonly. At this time, the gladiators had begun to rise up to resist, but if the Skull Lord did not give him a blessing, then these gladiators would just be delivering food.

Concentrating again to feel the situation outside, Fang Sheng commented calmly in his heart: It doesn't make any sense... The big muscle guy has already faced off against this war priest, and he should be able to last for a long time.

As for myself, take advantage of this time to run away quickly. Fang Sheng stood up without hesitation. According to what he had just observed, he was now in a restaurant. The good news is that the person has probably been deported, so he can run away without worries, otherwise he would have to deal with an ordinary person.

Fang Sheng came to the second floor of the restaurant quietly, and after a little judgment of the direction, Fang Sheng came to the window, jumped into the alley, and then ran deeper into the alley. He wanted to escape from this street first, and then go to the city lord's palace from another street to meet Ulysses and see what kind of medicine he bought in the gourd.

I hope there won't be any more surprises like 'War Priest' in the future. Fang Sheng prayed in his heart. He suspected that Ulysses was responsible for this accident, but he had no evidence.

……

In the private room of the arena, Ahiburn leaned on his chair and looked at the private room where most of the people had left. The doubt in his eyes never retreated.

He kept asking himself, why is this happening? Is this the end of the matter? Didn't Mr. Ulysses turn Mr. Angus into that? And we, knowing this, survived so easily? We don't have to look like that anymore?

Complex thoughts filled Ashborn's mind, and various questions came one after another, making him fall into a very strange state. At the same time, he, an extraordinary person, actually had the urge to vomit...

Viscount Dylan was also puzzled, but he didn't think so much, and he planned to leave. However, he planned to deal with Angus's death after returning, and then immediately went to the Imperial Capital to tell Angus's old friends about the matter. He didn't know whether this matter had anything to do with Mr. Ulysses, but he I didn't intend for Angus to die in an unknown way, this shouldn't be his ending.

He will try his best to get justice for his old friend, even if it means nothing will happen, he will not give up just like that.

After firming up his inner thoughts, Dylan stood up, but saw Axiburn's distracted look. He was a little silent, and finally couldn't help but call the other party's name.

Seeing that the other person's eyes had regained some sparkle and he was looking at himself inquiringly, Dylan couldn't help but advise: "Mr. Ashbourne, you seem to be in a bad state. I suggest you go home and take a rest." . If it is really difficult to recover, I suggest you leave Clarkson for a while.”

After finishing speaking, Dylan did not repeat himself. He still had a lot to do and time was very tight.

Yes, I'm going home, packing my things and leaving Claclan. Ashborn's somewhat dilated pupils condensed again, and the look on his face became hopeful. He would leave for a while and wait until Mr. Ulysses left Clarklan before returning.

There were still two or three nobles who had not left in the private room. They looked at Axiburn strangely. They knew about Axiburn. After all, he was an extraordinary person. However, his movements are too exaggerated, right? It's really an exaggeration for someone who is an extraordinary person to be so panicked and scared...

Ashborn ignored their time. He staggered out of the private room and left the arena along the passage. This was a special passage designed by the boss Aldrich for them. It was very luxurious and I heard it cost a lot of money. Less money.

But now he doesn't care about this. He just wants to leave this arena as soon as possible. Today's experience is too ups and downs. He thought he was going to die several times, but he never thought that he would survive in such a strange way in the end. down.

In the passage, Ahiburn walked quickly, walked with his head buried in his chest, and walked without any thought.

Suddenly, he stopped, looked around with a pair of absent-minded eyes, and murmured to himself: "I seem to have been walking for three minutes, why haven't I left the arena yet?"

After this question was raised, voices seemed to come from all directions.

"Yes, why haven't I left the arena yet?"

"Is it Mr. Ulysses' magic?"

"Didn't I actually survive Mr. Ulysses? Is everything just my delusion?"

……

All kinds of questions appeared again, just like Ashburn's inner demons, asking him constantly.

If it had been before, Ashborn might have been able to avoid being overwhelmed by these questions, but he was different now. He was already like a collapsed ordinary person, a desperate man with half of his feet dangling in front of the cliff.

"Mr. Ashbourne, what's wrong with you?" A familiar voice appeared again. Ashbourne reluctantly raised his head, and Ulysses with a gentle smile on his face appeared again, occupying his field of vision.

Unable to help himself, he laughed miserably and replied hoarsely, "Mr. Ulysses, there's nothing wrong with me..."

……

In the luxuriously decorated passage, the nobles who walked out looked at the pale Ashbourne who was supporting the wall at the door. He couldn't help but be startled, and then asked quickly: "Mr. Ashbourne, are you okay?"

Ashbourne did not look back, as if there was a delay. He waited for a while before turning around and saying with a forced smile: "I'm fine, don't worry about me." After saying that, he stood up straight and looked at the nobleman's strange eyes. Zhong moved his body and left without paying any attention to the noble.

The nobleman looked a little weird. He secretly complained that Mr. Ashbourne was really weird. It was really an exaggeration to be frightened like this by Mr. Ulysses.

But he didn't say anything more, he just looked at Axibon's back and shook his head silently.

……

In the city lord's palace, Ulysses, who had witnessed the whole process, raised his lips. He felt that it was really interesting that Ashbourne had just 'exited', and his body was occupied by the little devil.

But this time the little devil took over the magpie's nest, he seems to be responsible for most of the responsibility... Ulysses thought as he looked at Axiburn, who was trapped in the 'corridor' transformed by his own body.