I take the witch with me to conquer the world

Fang Sheng, who rushed towards the city lord's palace at lightning speed, trembled suddenly, as if he was hit by an invisible force. He stopped involuntarily, then quickly turned around and cast his gaze towards the arena in the distance.

At this time, in the arena, a dazzling black magic light pillar shot straight into the sky like a raging and violent torrent. Seeing the magic light pillar, Fang Sheng felt a chill rising from his spine. This feeling made his hair stand on end.

Even though he was still several miles away from the arena, he could still clearly feel the weird feeling that made him sick.

He frowned slightly and stared at the magic light pillar that shot straight into the sky. The aura of hell emanating from it was very strong with endless evil and fear.

However, what really confuses Fang Sheng is that although this breath of magic clearly belongs to hell, in Fang Sheng's memory and Lewan's story, it seems that the devils in hell have never used such power?

Could it be Ulysses' fault again? Thoughts suddenly appeared in Fang Sheng's mind, and he felt as if he was suffering from PTSD, blaming it on Ulysses whenever he had a problem.

Keeping this thought, Fang Sheng did not continue to pay attention to this dark magic light pillar, turned around and continued to rush towards the City Lord's Mansion. He was not far from the City Lord's Mansion, and it would not take long to enter the mansion and meet Ulysses. Let’s talk sir.

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In the arena, Roland and Antonio had retreated to the edge of the magic circle. Antonio looked at the man in black robe beside him who was burning the devil with strange flames, and sighed softly: "No need to waste magic power, he should be Use some defensive means to make your flames ineffective."

Hearing this, Roland's movements on his hands couldn't help but slow down. He didn't understand why Huan...Nim's flames were useless at this moment. Before, even in his own hands, it could burn dead objects. Why now? What if it doesn’t work anymore?

Seeing his temporary comrade stop moving, Antonio thought that this guy was frustrated, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "It's okay, let's see what this devil is going to do."

The dark magic light beam seemed to be compressed by an invisible force, slowly shrinking and becoming smaller. As time went by, this beam of light that once shocked the citizens of Clarkland finally completely dissipated into the void, as if it had never appeared.

At the same time, the mysterious magic circle that originally shone with blood-red light quickly dimmed as if it had lost its vitality.

And those innocent civilians who were unfortunately trapped in the magic circle had already fainted because they could not withstand such a powerful magic impact. They fell to the ground in various directions, stacked on top of each other, forming a shocking mountain of human bodies.

In mid-air, Prisya stood up out of thin air. His body was as tall as a pine, and his extravagant black and red robes billowed and danced in the wind, as if there was an invisible force stirring in it. However, the most eye-catching thing is the weird and twisted tattoos on both sides of his face, like two ferocious snakes entwining around his face, making the originally handsome and weathered face look a bit more sinister and evil.

He is like the devil in fairy tales who is full of evil, does all kinds of evil, and is terrifying.

Seeing the devil like this, Roland felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart. He took a deep breath, lowered his voice and warned Antonio softly: "Be careful, he is very evil, pay special attention to the person behind him. A dark, unknown substance..."

However, Antonio did not respond to Roland's words at this time. He was completely stunned.

As a battle-hardened war priest, he has experienced countless fierce battles, fought against demons in the abyss, and even fought against legendary witches. But I have never encountered an opponent full of evil spirits like this... No, the dark substance that squirms like slime behind him is even more evil. The feeling is just like...

But at this moment, a black light flashed, and the target was Antonio.

"Be careful!" Roland quickly warned. At the same time, his right hand flashed with a weak but strange magic power mixed with some pink light, and quickly condensed into a magic bullet. The magic bullet was seen rushing out like lightning, and accurately collided with the unknown substance rushing towards Antonio.

In an instant, a deafening explosion suddenly sounded, and the powerful impact set off an invisible air wave. Antonio, who was immersed in thinking, was caught off guard and was pushed several meters away by the air wave before he could stabilize. Stay in shape. After stabilizing his body, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned slightly pale, but his eyes showed a trace of gratitude to Roland.

After calming down for a moment, Antonio took a deep breath and said to Roland in a solemn tone: "This thing seems to have a strange power that can confuse people's minds. Try to avoid looking at it directly."

"Brave men, you seem to be in trouble." A joking voice sounded, and Ulysses looked down at the two of them, with the strange sticky substance next to him.

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In the city lord's palace, Ulysses watched the pleasant performance. He couldn't help but take another sip of red wine and said with a smile: "As expected of a devil, human beings can manipulate so smoothly." There was admiration in his eyes. This Something similar to magic existed as early as the War of Gods, but at that time, human beings had a firm and clear heart, coupled with their respect for gods, which made this thing impossible to use at all, but it is different now...

Suddenly, Ulysses said: "Ah, my little guest is finally here." The next moment, his figure disappeared into the room.

At the door of the City Lord's Mansion, Fang Sheng stopped, not because he was afraid of the battle, but because of the virtual blue screen...

"Side mission one, kill the murderer." In just a moment, he thought of the magic beam of light that soared into the sky just now, shocking the citizens and fleeing back home. With this name, he knew without thinking what it was like. related.

"Mr. Roland, please come in. I have dismissed the staff of the City Lord's Mansion. You can come in and have a talk." Ulysses' calm voice sounded in his mind.

Fang Sheng, who stopped, took a deep breath, and finally took a decisive step towards the city lord's palace.

It was calm along the way and nothing unusual happened. Fang Sheng stepped into the city lord's palace, and a quiet and solemn atmosphere filled the spacious and bright hall.

Ulysses was reclining lazily on the luxurious sofa, his posture looking particularly casual. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly, revealing an elusive expression.

At this moment, he was gently shaking an exquisite wine glass in his hand. The red wine in the glass was as crystal clear as a gem, exuding an alluring luster. Following his movements, the red wine rippled in circles in the glass.

Seeing Fang Sheng walking into the hall, he slightly raised his glass in greeting and said loudly: "To our dear War Paladin, the glorious patron, Mr. Roland Julian!"

Ulysses