I take the witch with me to conquer the world

Ulysses walked out of the alley with elegant steps, a cheerful smile on his lips. People passing by looked at this well-dressed aristocratic gentleman curiously, wondering why he walked out of a cramped and dark alley. . But he was just curious for a moment and turned his attention elsewhere.

The same was true for the little boy in the bakery. There was great confusion in his little eyes. Did he see this gentleman buy a piece of bread and then walk into the alley? Then when he came out of the alley, the bread was gone?

Do you want to go to the alley to eat some bread? The boy's curiosity was overwhelming, and his eyes showed inquiring thoughts. He knew that alley, and his mother had never allowed him to enter it because it was too smelly. He didn't think this handsome big brother could eat bread in it, and there were no crumbs in the corner of his mouth!

The boy thought smartly. Just when the boy wanted to continue his fantasy, words came from the door of the bakery again, interrupting the boy's fantasy.

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In the arena, Fang Sheng, who had spent a few days of peaceful life, opened his eyes and felt the blood in the air becoming increasingly violent, with just a small spark of fire capable of detonating the blood.

"Mr. Roland..." It was obvious that Correll also felt this blood energy... No, needless to say, in the prison on the second floor, anyone who could see normally could see him floating in the air, doing something. With irregular movement of blood.

"Well, I saw it. Let everything be carried out according to the plan." Fang Sheng got off the bed, and the scarlet blade turned into blood slashed across it. There was a dull 'click' sound, and the iron railing broke under the heavy blow of the blood blade. There was a short, powerful crackle.

Corell approached the railing and looked at the man standing in the dark corridor with a long bloody knife in his hand.

And those gladiators who had already been eroded by blood, their minds were going crazy, and they just wanted to fight, they couldn't bear it any longer. They used the most barbaric method to bend the iron door where they were imprisoned with their bare hands. Then, like standing beasts, they hunched out of the cell and rushed towards Fang Sheng impatiently, while the blood in the air clung to his hands. , turned into sharp claws!

Fang Sheng watched this scene calmly, and after the gladiator approached him, he decisively kicked him. In Corell's field of vision, this kick almost left an afterimage, and the gladiator who rushed over had already flown backwards and hit the wall hard, stirring up a cloud of dust!

Such irrational beasts... Fang Sheng felt a headache as he watched the gladiators making attacking gestures one by one and making inhuman low roars at the same time.

With such a group of people, can he really lead them to defeat the regular army? Fang Sheng had a headache, and then kicked away the gladiator who couldn't bear the desire to kill and rushed towards him with his teeth and claws.

The next moment, the blood energy in the air merged into the group of gladiators again. At the same time, Fang Sheng also took the initiative to accept the blood energy in the air. He wanted to try to accept the blood energy actively and see if he could lead this group of gladiators.

The familiar feeling came to his heart again, and a flash of scarlet covered the whites of his eyes. Subconsciously, a wild smile appeared on Fang Sheng's lips.

And when Fang Sheng received the blood energy, these gladiators were not idle. They actually crowded in front of Corel's cell and stretched out their sharp claws attached to the blood energy to tear open the iron door of Corel's cell!

This scene made Corell tremble with fear. He subconsciously stepped back and then opened his stance to fight against this group of crazy gladiators.

"Stop!" A harsh sound like the friction of swords resounded in the prison. Corel covered his ears with his hands and narrowed his eyes slightly. The voice just now was not only unpleasant to hear, it also shocked him mentally. If these gladiators had pounced on him at the moment when he was in a trance, he would have been torn into pieces.

"Follow the plan!" The harsh voice sounded again. Correll's eyes widened and he glanced around, trying to find Mr. Roland through the crowd.

However, there were more gladiators, and they were all nourished by blood. Each one of them was tall and powerful, completely covering Fang Sheng.

Fang Sheng, who was in the corridor, looked at the gladiators standing up straight in front of him with fierce looks in their eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

It is unimaginable that just now this group of people looked like they were going to kill me, but now they are all beginning to surrender. The devil's spirit is just unreasonable, no... Whoever has the bigger fist is the one who is reasonable.

But the next moment, a big muscular man about two meters tall suddenly walked out of the crowd of gladiators, his head almost touching the corridor! Fang Sheng looked at this strong man with explosive muscles all over his body, blood surrounding his body, and a red battle ax in his hand.

Fang Sheng looked at the respect of the two-meter-three tall men behind the strong man. He understood instantly and whispered: "It seems that he is the leader of this group of gladiators. It seems that he wants to Becoming their leader still requires a fight." This was not unexpected by Fang Sheng. As we all know, the big devil is like this. Fang Sheng would be shocked if he became the boss of this group of gladiators effortlessly.

"That's right! I'm their boss. If you want to be our boss, come and kill me!" A voice with suppressed anger sounded. Fang Sheng looked over in disbelief and found that the strong man without any demonic features was standing in front of him. He spoke to himself in a proficient devil language.

Fang Sheng reacted quickly and replied in devilish language: "Come on." It's good to have a brain, so that he and others have a better chance of winning. Wait and ask this guy who else has a brain besides him.

At this moment, a group of two-meter-three-meter-tall muscular men behind the strong man actually counted down in unison in ancient devil language: "Three!"

It seems that they all have brains. As expected of a great demon, he is really not too vague when it comes to blessings! Fang Sheng sighed inwardly, and then focused on the battle. Although he didn't know the specific strength of this strong man, since he was the product of the demon's blood, he couldn't take it lightly.

"One!!!" The countdown ended, Fang Sheng rushed out instantly and turned into an afterimage. He didn't use his weapon. Now if one of these gladiators died, he would lose a strength. He couldn't do anything before the battle started. Come on about martial arts.

But the strong man opposite had no such idea. Looking at Fang Sheng rushing towards him, he saw the right moment and struck down the scarlet battle ax in his right hand!

"Bang!!!" A huge sound erupted, which made Corell, who was lying in the prison, confused, but unable to see the situation, he could only wait anxiously.

Fang Sheng easily dodged the blow. After standing still, he let the flying pebbles scratch a large gash on his cheek. Then he kicked out with his right hand, and the two-meter-five-meter strong man was directly hit by Fang Sheng. Kicked into the crowd.

Fang Sheng absorbed some force with this kick, so it probably wouldn't cause any major damage.

"Are you looking down on me!!!!" An angry roar appeared. Fang Sheng frowned. Then he kicked off his right foot and flew into the recesses of the crowd like an arrow from a string, pinching the strong man accurately. face!