I take the witch with me to conquer the world

The two returned to the spacious hall. Ulysses' words were full of confidence, but he could indeed be confident and even proud. The magic of [Presumption of Innocence] was solved effortlessly. There are very few extraordinary people in the world who can do such a thing.

However, Fang Sheng didn't care at all about Ulysses' words. His expression was calm and without any disturbance. His attention was completely focused on the Sword of Occam in his hand, the legendary sword of justice.

Ulysses was slightly startled by Fang Sheng's performance, and then his eyes followed Fang Sheng's line of sight, and finally landed on the extremely sharp sword.

With just one glance, Ulysses saw through the mystery of this sword. A trace of imperceptible admiration flashed in his eyes, and then he chuckled: "Mr. Fang Sheng, do you think you can end my life with this sword?" Life?" There was a trace of ridicule in his tone, seeming to be mocking Fang Sheng's naivety.

Indeed, the Justice Tribunal once collapsed because it was blinded by lies, but its power did not dissipate, but was cleverly sealed into the Sword of Occam by a thoughtful person.

And it was precisely because of the intervention of this caring person that Fang Sheng was able to possess this legendary artifact for a short period of time. Ulysses was not surprised by this. His smile revealed his indifference. He seemed to have already expected the controller far away in Aram.

However, I have to say that the contemporary Axiom Paladin is still quite powerful. Even if he is tens of thousands of kilometers apart, he can retain his magical skills. Ulysses' eyes flashed with appreciation.

However, even in the face of this situation, Ulysses still maintained a calm attitude. He even began to imagine that even if the Axiom Paladin came in person, he would have nothing to fear. But at this moment, Ulysses' smile suddenly solidified, and then became even brighter.

"Your Excellency, Imperial Preceptor, you must be merciful and merciful. If Fang Shengmian has offended you in any way, I am willing to apologize to you and make compensation on his behalf." A gentle and magnetic voice sounded in the hall, breaking the Silence in the hall.

As the voice fell, a man wearing half armor appeared out of thin air in the hall. He protected Fang Sheng behind him and looked at Ulysses firmly.

Lucas gave a slight greeting to Ulysses, and then said solemnly: "Your Majesty the National Preceptor, I believe we can solve the problem peacefully. I will take His Majesty Fang Shengmian and other Glory believers to leave the territory of St."

After listening to what Lucas said, Ulysses slowly spoke: "Sir Lucas, I think you have misunderstood something. You can take other believers away freely without paying any price. But for Mr. Fang Sheng, He can't leave." Ulysses' tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

The atmosphere became tense instantly, and Ulysses noticed that Lucas's eyelids were trembling slightly, obviously trying to control his emotions. He continued: "Please rest assured that this is not His Majesty the Emperor's will, but my personal decision."

The doubts in Lucas's heart intensified. He turned his head slightly to look at Fang Sheng behind him, thinking to himself: His Majesty Fang Sheng didn't seem to be a troublemaker, so what on earth did he do to make St.'s Imperial Master Such a hot pursuit?

"Please don't cause any misunderstanding. I have no ill intentions toward Mr. Fang Sheng. I just want to invite him to stay in St. It seems extremely hypocritical and artificial.

As if he noticed Fang Sheng's gaze, Ulysses smiled softly again: "How could Mr. Fang Sheng misunderstand me so deeply? I really hope that the two of us can completely eliminate this misunderstanding. Lose."

After he finished saying this, he turned his gaze to Lucas, spread his hands towards him, and said, "Sir Lucas, I think you can bring other brilliance now. The believers left first."

The atmosphere became dull, and Lucas did not move, standing in front of Fang Sheng, as if thinking about something.

"It seems that our dear Lord Lucas is not willing to accept my peaceful proposal." Ulysses said with pretense of regret. Then he looked at the two of them and said something like a villain's announcement: "But Mr. Lucas, I think this is just an incarnation of you. Do you think you can kill me and take Mr. Fang Sheng away?"

Lucas's eyelids trembled slightly, he knew that this time he really couldn't do anything good, and then Occam's sword pointed directly at Ulysses without any words.

Seeing this, Ulysses shook his head slightly, thinking in his mind how to defeat Lucas in order to destroy Fang Sheng's heart? But if the Lucas in front of him dies, it won’t have a huge impact on Fang Sheng’s heart, right? Or, take action against that witch?

Is it using absolute crushing to create a huge psychological gap? Or should we let the water go first and let Fang Sheng see hope? Ulysses thought in his heart. He didn't take Lucas seriously at all. Although Lucas was a good 'fun', Ulysses would not choose to enjoy this fun at this time.

Within two seconds, Ulysses, who had made the difficult decision, spoke softly: "?? ?? (still)"

After the words fell, the chaotic hall became extremely quiet, and time stopped flowing. Fang Sheng and Lucas stopped in place like lifelike statues, their expressions and movements frozen at this moment.

The etheric magic in the air also stopped moving, and the magical element that originally shone faintly in Lucas's hand became dim and dull, as old as a black and white photo. The entire hall was immersed in dead silence, without any sound or movement.

He raised his steps lightly and walked gracefully in front of Lucas, staring at the other person's incarnation. Ulysses couldn't help but praise him: "This incarnation contains half of your power. It really lives up to the name of a glorious believer! It treats its companions so caringly."

After sizing up Lucas, he turned his gaze to Fang Sheng aside. At this time, Fang Sheng was holding a scroll tightly in his hand, as if he was ready to tear it open at any time.

"How decisive. I guess you plan to run away immediately after using this scroll?" Ulysses asked with a smile.

He easily reached out and took the scroll from Fang Sheng's hand, and gently landed it on Lucas. Immediately afterwards, Lucas' body began to crack, like a statue full of cracks.

"?????(flow)"

As the voice fell, the still hall began to flow, and Fang Sheng's "tearing apart" movement suddenly stopped, because the soft and silky feeling no longer existed. Lucas, who was recovering at the same time, instantly felt his body collapsing. He wanted to remind Fang Sheng, but he immediately disappeared into the hall!

"Mr. Fang Sheng, the person who came to save you is dead. Do you still want to resist now?" A voice full of laughter entered Fang Sheng's ears. Only then did he realize that the figure guarding him had already died. Disappear!