I take the witch with me to conquer the world

The soldier's change was seen by everyone. Since ordinary people saw it, how could Ulysses not notice it? But he didn't care about this situation. He glanced at the little devil with interest. As a powerful and high-ranking transcendent, Ulysses could naturally feel that there was very little magic power in this little devil.

You are different from the nobles, they are confused lambs who don't know everything. But you, you know most of them. So, Mr. Little Devil, what thoughts made you do such a thing? You know, there is a gentleman in the room now who has been holding a grudge and wants to kill you.

I don't think you didn't notice it.

Ulysses raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at the gray-robed people on the field, quietly increasing the strength of the soldiers.

Even if you use all your strength, these weak soldiers can't hurt them, so let me help you, little devil. The corners of Ulysses' lips curled up, and an evil smile bloomed in his heart.

He was quite curious about whether this group of glorious believers would expose their identities when facing these enhanced soldiers. And once exposed, the consequences will be even more interesting.

Ulysses was looking forward to it, and he also expected the gentleman hiding in the dark to come forward. Otherwise, he would use some small means to force the gentleman to appear.

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In the arena, Amy glanced at Lewan, who had just blocked her action, and saw the calm eyes of the opponent, plus the enemies she was facing at this time. She still suppressed the question in her heart for the time being, and decided to raise the matter after dealing with this group of evil soldiers.

Amy knew that if she brought up this matter later, she would definitely have a conflict with Miss Angelica, but she couldn't stand it. If a group of gladiators were allowed to be crazy and corrupted by blood in the outside world, their destructive nature would definitely be released. , thus wreaking havoc in the city.

It is unimaginable what kind of suffering ordinary people in this city will suffer. This is something Amy cannot accept as a radiant believer. It is their responsibility as a radiant believer to expel the evil they see.

With her target in mind, Amy took the lead and rushed in front of the soldiers. The silver knight's sword cut a streak of silver light in the air and struck an enemy on the neck.

But something unexpected happened to Amy. The soldier who was supposed to die directly under her sword did not die.

Seeing that the attack failed, Amy hurriedly retreated, just in time to avoid the enemy's spear. She looked at the enemy's spear that emitted an unknown black light. She didn't even notice the opponent's attack. This was really bad news. .

Amy naturally knew how hard she had used the sword just now. Even if the knight's sword did not have the power of glory attached to it, it should not be easily blocked by this enemy.

"These soldiers are different from the ones we encountered. They are much stronger. You must be careful." Amy said in a deep voice, holding the knight sword in her hand tightly, and then the glorious power covered the knight sword. However, due to the current situation, So Amy didn't dare to use too much radiant power, just a little.

Seeing Amy like this, the other knights followed suit and cast a layer of glorious power on their swords.

The knights charged towards the dark and ominous soldiers, and even Corel rushed forward, holding a sword and fighting with a thinner soldier.

Behind everyone, Lewan frowned a little. He couldn't use the power of Glory, let alone the power of Yongye, which was equivalent to directly disabling all his powers. Judging from the stalemate performance of the knights, Lewan felt that if he rushed forward with his sword, he would be beheaded in less than three rounds.

Damn it...it's all that devil's fault, he accidentally fell into his trap. Lewan cursed inwardly that they were forced into the arena by soldiers controlled by the devil. At that time, there should be no taboo about war sacrifices and killing those soldiers with full firepower.

Now I'm fine, I'm half useless and can only provide some support. Lewan had a headache. She could feel the magic flowing in the air. Relying on the props to develop this skill and her knowledge of props, she was able to determine that this prop was a projection magic prop that reproduced images.

And this also means that someone is observing them through this magic item, and the people who can use the magic item need not even think about it, they are nobles and the like. If I and others used the power of brilliance in front of them, I am afraid that this matter would be thrown on the negotiation table the next day, putting Yalan at a disadvantage...

After adding a buff to Corel, Lewan recalled the magic he had learned and whether there was any magic that did not have camp colors. There is definitely no need to think about praying, this thing is too campy.

But after thinking for a long time, Lewan discovered a very bad thing, that is, all the magic he learned came from the two goddesses. They were all magic with a strong camp color and could be seen by others once the spell was cast... …

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Outside the arena, Fang Sheng looked back at the group of gladiators who had caught up with him, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He really didn't expect that these gladiators would be so loyal, and they all followed...

The big-muscled guy looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Sheng, and asked in magic words: "Boss, are we going to destroy this street?" They had no other ideas, and their empty minds were just destroying these things. This street, and then attract the attention of others, and fight with that person to enrich your soul.

Fang Sheng took a look at the deserted streets. From the looks of it, the area around the arena must have been cleared. He didn't expect that there were still people in Clarklan who actually cared about civilians...

Fang Sheng originally thought that this group of nobles used gladiator riots to attract ordinary people to watch and make money, but no one stopped them. He also thought that no one in Clarklan cared about the common people.

But that's fine, no civilians were involved in this incident. Maybe it was because he was an ordinary citizen in his previous life. Fang Sheng thought about it from his perspective. It would be a very desperate thing if he died in such an unknown way...

At this moment, he suddenly thought of the city of Hailagt. The two sufferings caused countless civilians to die... Even if he did not witness it with his own eyes, people at that time must have been very desperate...

Sigh... Fang Sheng sighed inwardly, turned to look at the big muscle man, and replied without sadness or joy: "No need, even if the whole street is destroyed, there will be no more powerful person to fight with me."

The expressions of the gladiators changed instantly, and the big-muscled man said quickly: "Why don't you go back, boss? I think those gray-robed men are still..."

Before the big muscle man finished speaking, a word came from the end of the street: "Damn devil, are you bullying me?!"

The words were like a powerful bell, full of magic and even offensive power. Some gladiators even had blood flowing from their ears!