I take the witch with me to conquer the world

Ashborn felt a little scared in his heart. He couldn't imagine how shocked he would be when that very possible guess actually appeared in front of him. But it is undeniable that this guess is very reliable. He must incorporate this possibility into the illusion, and at the same time think about how he should deal with this guess if it happens.

Even though his heart was full of tangles and his mind was thinking about escaping, Ashbourne was still silent on the surface, staring straight at Angus with a smile on his lips. He was already 70% sure that the Angus in front of him was the devil. If he were the real Lord of the City, he would never show such a smile at this time. He would only have a tight mouth with no unnecessary expression.

Angus... no, he should be called Devil Prisya. Under this skin, a trace of interest flashed in his pure black eyes. He could feel that the seemingly resolute man in front of him was not as resolute as he appeared. Although he protected himself very well, Pris Ya could still feel the uneasiness and fear in him.

However, Presia discovered that these two emotions were not caused by herself, but came from the unfathomable Mr. Ste, the Grand Master sitting next to her.

In just a few seconds, Presia understood Ahibon's thoughts. He first glanced at Ulysses with a smile, and when he found that the other party was still looking at him and others happily, his heart couldn't help but rise. Got some toy ideas.

So, Prisya suppressed the smile on her lips, looked at Ashborn and said seriously: "Ashborn! I am very disappointed in you. Just because of that devil's words, you doubt me. And you The reason is very ridiculous. It is ridiculous to put you on the circus. As long as you open your mouth, countless people will laugh out loud! "

Ashbourne did not back down because of Presia's sudden attack. He began to explain without changing his expression: "In addition to the words of the war demon, there are many doubts about you. Mr. Angus does not know Wearing flashy clothes like yours, and at the same time, he wouldn't do something stupid like dispatching an army of ordinary people to participate in extraordinary events..."

Before he finished speaking, Ashbourne glanced at the screen projected by the magic item and said firmly: "Moreover, the Mr. Angus we know cannot make a group of ordinary people exude evil. Breath." After saying that, Axiburn looked around and found that the nobles were still silent, but he believed that they must have listened.

"I think you all think so too. Lord Angus is just a fourth-level extraordinary human being. Even the war priests of the church cannot make a group of ordinary people exude an aura that makes us feel dangerous, let alone It’s the evil devil’s breath.”

The nobles remained silent, but their hearts were already leaning toward Ahibon, but they still remained calm. But there was only one person, and that was the nobleman next to Angus. His expression was very exciting. At first, he seemed to be suddenly enlightened, and then his expression suddenly turned bad. Then he knocked on the table with his hand dissatisfied, looked at Angus who turned his head to look at him with his sharp eyes like an eagle, and said sternly.

"Angus... No, I don't know who you are, but I want to tell you, I advise you to leave his body immediately..."

Before the noble finished speaking, he was interrupted by Presia: "Dylan, are you questioning me too? Or are you doubting Mr. Ulysses?" As he spoke, he looked at him with a hypocritical look as always. Ulysses, who smiled, continued: "If I were the devil, or if I was bewitched by the devil, I think I would have been subdued by Mr. Ulysses the moment I walked in."

He still said these words... Ashborn was a little panicked, thinking frantically in his mind about what words he should say next to refute his words.

Be quick, otherwise I will lose this duel over words... Cold sweat broke out on Ashbourne's forehead. He racked his brains, feeling like a man who couldn't swim fell into the sea, and he encountered a violent storm. Just as anxious.

The nobles looked at Ulysses, trying to get a reply from Ulysses.

And Ulysses himself looked at the nobles who were waiting for his reply one by one. The smile on his lips was the same as before, but it seemed to have a different meaning...

Then, Ulysses looked at Ashborn and said...

At the back door of the arena, Lewan and others who came to the rescue had already walked out of the arena and met Wesen who was out for a walk. After a brief explanation, they planned to leave first. Lewan, on the other hand, was thinking about how to leave the team. With her little magic, she could feel that Fang Sheng was not in a good condition.

But there is no proper reason. Le Wan looked around. There was no way he could use urine to escape from this fake reason. If he said this reason, would anyone really believe it...

Ah, Goddess of Glory, please give me a reason to leave. Lewan thought helplessly.

When Le Wan finished her thoughts, the calm on the street was suddenly broken. A group of soldiers appeared out of thin air at the end of the street. They were wearing armors engraved with strange runes. Their faces were covered by full-coverage helmets, revealing only a pair of cold and naked eyes. The dark pupils of the whites of the eyes!

Amy immediately noticed these soldiers exuding evil aura, and her expression darkened. In an instant, he came to the front of the team, protected everyone behind him, held the knight's sword in both hands, and said in a deep voice: "You go first, I will be there soon!" After the words fell, Amy's breastplate radiated light, dispersing the dynasty. The evil atmosphere spreading all around.

Lewan had a strange look on her face, her sky-blue eyes looking at the soldiers were a little dazed, no, Goddess of Glory, are you serious? Did you really send me a valid reason?

The soldiers who suddenly appeared naturally noticed the traces of Lewan and his party. It was difficult not to notice the brilliance of their natural enemies. As a result, this group of soldiers who looked like they came from hell marched towards the group of people with heavy and powerful steps. The long black knives and black shields in their hands were dripping with unknown black liquid, exuding a disgusting stench.

Amy's expression was a little solemn. Just when she was about to go forward, she felt someone pat her shoulder armor. She turned around in a daze and saw Lewan waving the Holy Silver Scripture and said very easily: "This kind of thing It's better to leave it to me. I have the Holy Silver Canon and I'm more suitable for this job than you. You should leave as soon as possible."

"But Ms. Angelica..." Amy looked a little anxious. You are a fragile witch. Facing more than 20 fully armed soldiers alone without the support of a formation is really a big problem. Problem!