I take the witch with me to conquer the world

In that narrow, dark alley that looked like an endless abyss, Fang Sheng looked like a ghost. He had already put on the thick armor that was as black as ink. But even if he was wearing heavy armor, Fang Sheng could quickly shuttle and move around in this small space with a speed and dexterity that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

In the blink of an eye, he left a series of blurry afterimages in the alleys. The dark figure seemed to blend into the darkness, which was breathtaking.

Fang Sheng took a deep breath, jumped again, and climbed over the high wall easily. Although he was wearing heavy armor, it did not affect his flexibility at all. Relying on the extraordinary body control skills, he made himself very fast, and finally landed firmly.

After landing, he let out a long breath and his body relaxed. After a short pause, he slowly raised his head and observed the surrounding situation through the gap in his helmet.

However, the moment Fang Sheng raised his head, he suddenly froze.

The sky above his head was dark, as if it had been dyed by thick ink, with no sunlight shining through. The entire sky was wrapped in this oppressive darkness, making people feel an inexplicable fear and uneasiness.

If Fang Sheng remembered correctly, he had fought with the extraordinary army in the gladiatorial arena. The weather was still sunny at that time, and the warm sunlight shone on his body, making him feel very comfortable and happy. However, just a moment passed, and the originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy, and the sun hanging high in the sky was shrouded in a thick layer of dark clouds.

Fang Sheng looked at this sudden change and thought to himself: Could this weird celestial phenomenon be caused by Ulysses? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, a feeling of fear appeared in his heart, and goosebumps appeared on his body.

Forget it, don't think so much, just go to Ulysses' place quickly. Fang Sheng suppressed the fear in his heart and once again strengthened his belief in going to the City Lord's Mansion.

He really didn't want to go, but he had been targeted and was still on the other side's territory. Fang Sheng thought there was no possibility of his escape.

But in fact, Fang Sheng also thought about escaping, but he continued to think about it, what if he escaped? If Ulysses fails to protect him, he directly remonstrates with the emperor of Ste and informs the emperor of his existence. By then, the difficulty of his next mission will be doubled.

Fang Sheng knew very well that even if he managed to escape, it would be difficult to return to the Aram Empire safely. Therefore, there is still a 60% chance that he will stay in the St Empire during the next mission. So this time he chose to face Ulysses bravely and tried to have a fight with this national teacher of St.!

At this moment, a familiar and somewhat joking voice sounded in Fang Sheng's mind without any warning: "Haha, you are worthy of being the first generation war paladin of the church! As expected, he has an extremely determined spirit of resistance. It's really interesting. It’s tight.”

Hearing this voice, Fang Sheng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, but did not respond. He took steps silently, wanting to walk to the entrance of the alley to observe the surrounding situation. However, Ulysses seemed to understand what he was thinking and continued to chatter in his mind:

"Mr. Roland, don't you really want to consider another option? As long as you accept my help, it won't be long before you become the youngest general in the history of the Sturt Empire! Not only that, maybe you also have the opportunity to use your own Your name will be recorded in the history of the empire, and you will become the youngest noble general in history to be conferred and rewarded by the emperor. Moreover, your path will not stop here..."

Ulysses' voice seemed to have magical power, making Fang Sheng involuntarily intoxicated. Under his extraordinary charming words, it seemed that the most beautiful things in the world were presented in front of Fang Sheng.

In a daze, clear and beautiful pictures appeared in front of Fang Sheng's eyes: He was wearing handsome black and red armor, standing heroically on the battlefield, commanding thousands of troops to fight the enemy bravely. Then he single-handedly charged into the enemy's center, easily beheaded the enemy general with his long sword, and raised the enemy general's head high, causing the enemies to put down their weapons and surrender.

After the war, he returned to the royal city with full glory and received warm welcome and high respect from thousands of people. Immediately afterwards, with his outstanding military exploits and extraordinary talents, he was successfully promoted to the general of Sturt and was canonized as a nobleman by the emperor. He became the youngest Grand Duke in the history of Sturt and became the focus of everyone's attention. Dream lover.

However, this is not the end for him. In the picture, he continues to move forward and enters the palace of the Imperial Parliament as the Grand Duke of the Empire. There, he participated in discussions and decisions on national affairs. His opinions were valued by the emperor, and his power expanded day by day.

In this beautiful picture, Fang Sheng felt that he had endless satisfaction and pride in the picture. He has achieved fame at a young age. He is the youngest general in Sturt, a highly respected Grand Duke of the Empire, and a member of the Imperial Parliament who can be called a 'giant'.

Not only did he receive the heartfelt respect and love of ordinary soldiers, but also the high-ranking war aristocrats who usually had a high opinion of themselves firmly supported him; even the church, which represented the theocratic power, spared no effort to support him. Praise lavishly.

However, Fang Sheng just watched these achievements with cold eyes, as if he was not himself in the painting.

The scene ended, and Fang Sheng also broke away from his fantasy. Thinking back on those extraordinary achievements that could be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented, Fang Sheng thought silently in his heart: With the support of a powerful being like you, we can achieve those so-called achievements. Not difficult.

However, it was precisely because of this dependence and relationship that made Fang Sheng very fearful in his heart.

Fang Sheng knew that if he chose this path, his future status and glory would come from the other party's support. As long as one day Ulysses chooses to expose his identity and loses this reliance on himself, then he will instantly fall from the clouds to the bottom and become a worthless scum, infamous and spurned by others.

On the seemingly glamorous stage of St., Fang Sheng understood that even if he continued to work hard to improve himself, he could not become the real protagonist. He would always be the puppet whose destiny was controlled by Ulysses, and he might be killed at any time. Abandoned, forgotten.

"Mr. Ulysses, what you said is very good, and the scenery is indeed beautiful and tempting. The wine of power did make me a little addicted..." Fang Sheng said slowly, and then looked straight at the alley. He suddenly smiled and said: "But in this world, there are always some things that cannot be done."