Laurent didn't come out of his room for three whole days, so Sheldon stayed in his room, waiting quietly for instructions. He didn't see little Merlin during this period, and he still felt a little empty in his heart.

.He asked Anthony every day if his son was okay. Although he received the so-called "nothing" reply, he always wanted to see Merlin in person...

Anthony did not tell Sheldon where the child was. This was a mistake on his part. Otherwise, he could secretly find Merlin, and there would be no need to ask the fat man every day. Of course, he knew that the fat man was obviously not having a good time, just by looking at it.

He was busy and busy, and with his sunken eyes, you could feel the fatigue coming towards his face.

What is he worried about? According to what he said before, the construction and maintenance of Lost Paradise is obviously his lifelong efforts, and his efforts are now taking on a new glory before his eyes. He should have reflected a happy and cheerful attitude.

Pride is. Why do you look so sloppy and regretful now?

Sheldon thought about what Laurent said about "time" again, and the uneasiness in his heart gradually condensed. Could it be that Anthony controls this kind of thing? This cannot be easily concealed...

.If one is not careful, all of them will suffer!

He sat in his guest room and immediately chanted the magic chant. An unstable portal opened directly in front of him, and he could vaguely see a dusty storage room opposite the portal.

This was Sheldon's back-up plan. Before leaving the Merlin Cult, he set up a teleportation spell in the hut where he used to take care of Merlin. There are two objects for the teleportation spell, one is the property on Lilac Street, and the other is the property on Lilac Street.

One of them is himself. He can launch a teleportation spell somewhere beside him, and after receiving Merlin, he can quickly escape from dangerous situations with him.

The problem now is to find the location of Merlin. This is not difficult. All you need to do is go to Angola and ask him for the location of his child. Anyway, even if you lose your face for Merlin, there is no problem. After living with Merlin for so many years, they

The relationship between the two is naturally deep. Apart from this matter, Sheldon can't do anything for Merlin now. He can only think about what on earth his little boy is doing.

Merlin is sitting next to Amani, waiting for Moore to come and report today's situation. Several groups of people in the casino have come to the top of the mountain and started an unprecedentedly intense gambling session with this "legendary gambling star".

Defeated without exception.

Amani didn't seem very happy. Ever since he lost the sword, his face had always been stiff. Even if another sword appeared next to him later, it didn't arouse the slightest interest in him. Watching the new

When he took the sword over, Merlin always felt that Amani was not looking at a sword, but a sword-shaped pile of dung.

"Mr. Amani, do you like that sword very much?" Merlin was really bored and had nothing to say.

"Well, it has been with me for twenty or thirty years." Amani was stunned for a moment and said unhappily, "Although this sword is okay, it is far inferior to it."

"Then, you really let him take it away?"

Amani shrugged: "It will come back on its own, but I don't know when it will come back... That's the main reason why I'm angry."

"Will it come back on its own?" Merlin nodded curiously and took the tomato from the fruit plate with ease.

"My magic sword has self-awareness and will fly back... But it depends on its mood." Amani knocked on the table angrily, "It's been three days, but why doesn't it fly back?

Come back! It looks like it needs repairs!"

Merlin laughed loudly, and Amani stared angrily, looking at the child gloating, but finally he sighed and forced himself to hold back his attack. However, Merlin was also very surprised by Amani's acting ability. He came to challenge

There are two completely different people in front of the gamblers and in front of him. Even though he has a straight face now, when his identity became a "legendary gambling star", the smile on his face instantly became pious and real.

But then I thought about it, it was completely normal that Amani couldn't get back his sword. The power of destiny in the missionary was obviously a high-level power. Even a time controller like him couldn't do anything about it, let alone a simple one.

A sword.

"This guy has a very deep city. The title of 'Legendary Gambling Star' is just what he used back then..." Nightmare Merlin, who had a little understanding of human beings, said, "And, something is coming.

Although the power it controls is not as good as time and destiny, it is not much worse."

"By the way, how do you know these things?" Marquez asked what he had been questioning for a long time, "What you said seems to be quite effective."

"This is because rune creatures are inherently aware of the power of rune laws. In the form of rune creatures, they will be more sensitive, but -"

Before the nightmare could finish speaking, Merlin's hands naturally covered his ears, and Amani was no exception. In fact, everyone in Lost Paradise was affected by severe tinnitus, and those with strong tolerance could still cover themselves.

Those who were too late or had poor endurance actually fell to the ground and twitched, bright red blood burst out from their seven orifices, their eyes rolled up, and they fainted in the blink of an eye.

The Secessionist bishops have arrived.

He touched the ground with his feet, his body floated in the air, and quickly and briskly moved into the gate of the Lost Paradise. White flames were escaping from all over his body, causing the surrounding space to become extremely cramped, shrinking and rolling away.

Go. And behind him, a wrinkled space crack slowly closed with a wail, and the final rhyme of the summer solstice had long since disappeared under such brutal force.

The moment he appeared, shock waves with a dissociative nature swayed along the bishop's body in circles, sweeping away everything around him. Whether it was flowers, plants, trees, or pedestrians who had not yet had time to escape, they were all affected by this wave.

The violent impact crushed it into pale illusory dust. Fortunately, the most violent impact only covered a radius of more than ten meters, otherwise the entire Lost Paradise would have been shattered under this catastrophe.

Pah...pah pah pah...

The bishop raised his hand, and the powder in the air suddenly gathered and turned into pieces of black stones, which fell down like raindrops. With a wave of his hand, the stones falling from the air fell into the large pit that exploded when it came.

There were so many stones inside that they even overflowed from the pit and piled up into a hill directly at the entrance to Lost Paradise!

This is the power of the first-level magic weapon [Hand of Dissociation], dissociation and creation. Everything in the world is equal, and they are inseparable from the most basic rune elements in their composition. [Dissociation of the Hand]

Hands] dismantle it, then reassemble it, and finally condense it into

Pieces of lifeless stones are stacked on the ground. This is the best way to save space and avoid trouble. The bishop must seize the divine blood in the Lost Paradise as quickly as possible in order to keep the Secessionist faction alive.

, or even replace the original faction!

Screams and roars of pain suddenly filled the air, and veins popped out on the foreheads of everyone who could stand up. They used all their strength to escape towards the depths of the Lost Paradise. The violent shocks continued in waves, although there was no trace of the rune.

A dissociative shock to the elements, but a stormy sea

The wave-like strong wind directly blew the nearby building to pieces. The flying steel bars and wooden bars in the air were also a fatal blow to pedestrians. They became thick and long swords, inserted into the back of the unlucky person.

Pieces of white bones with bloodshot muscles protruded.

Scenes of cruel and bloody scenes were witnessed by the secessionist bishop. Although a trace of intolerance flashed in his eyes, the determination that followed made up the light in his eyes, prompting his body to continue to move towards

Advance inside the Lost Paradise. After entering the Lost Paradise, everyone becomes a bandit. Killing bandits is something that can be seen everywhere in the [Land of Desire], and it is not worth marveling at.

However, there may have been more people killed this time.

"My Lord...where is the divine blood?" The bishop looked pious and opened and closed his lips gently.

A mouth full of white teeth opened on the surface of the glove: "Just follow me. Don't worry about those ants, they are just some small stumbling blocks on the road to success."

"Yes, my Lord."

The bishop raised his hand again, and a strong wind carried his body forward, flying directly to the front of the hotel where Anthony was!

"You...fuck me, stop!" This roar was like a wounded lion, extremely aggressive!

The bishop's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his hand, a fiercely thrown cold light was bent by the wind, and directly inserted into the wall of a house. He looked intently, and saw a shiny machete embedded in the wall of a house.

It was on the wall without any cracks around it!

If he was struck by this knife, he would definitely be killed on the spot. And the person who threw the knife was none other than Anthony, who was naked from the waist up, frightened and angry! He was breathing heavily, and the radiance of magic power was flowing all over his body.

, without saying a word, he pulled out the other two machetes from his belly and jumped into the air without fear.

Anthony exerted force on his waist and abdomen, swung his two swords in a circle in the air, swish twice, and threw them directly towards the bishop. Before he could fall to the ground, two more machetes came out, following in the footsteps of the first two.

The four blades moved down together, breaking through the obstruction of the air, and flew in front of him!

"Punisher, get the hell out of here! Get rid of this ignorant thing!" Anthony's big face turned red, he pulled out two other machetes and shouted towards the hotel behind him.

Anthony stretched out his hand to block the two machetes that flew back, and then shouted towards the depths of the alley: "Also, my old friends, come out to pick up the guests!"

All of a sudden, all the "bandits" staying in the Lost Paradise are trying their best to escape from this land of right and wrong. The bandit's paradise is now in chaos, and everyone does not want to die, so they are trying their best to make decisions

In his own life-and-death struggle, his trump cards were revealed one by one. Pedestrians on the road launched teleportation spells one after another and escaped. In just a few seconds, the road in front of the hotel was empty, leaving only a few people who were confronting each other.

.

"Our old bones... probably died here."

The old man selling stone sculptures first appeared from the end of the street. Every time he tapped the crutch in his hand on the stone road, the ground could not bear the huge force and cracked into pieces, and the whole person jumped forward a long distance.

Behind him were stone sculptures of different sizes and shapes. They were rolling, jumping, or moving forward, and their speed was no less than that of this gray-haired old man!

Then, those who sell grain, those who sell minerals, those who sell spices...

These are all allies who have formed a lifelong bond with Anthony. This time, they are finally gathered together to protect the lost paradise where they have witnessed their growth together.

The ground was shaking. Several shining stars appeared in the bishop's hands, and they penetrated into the ground beneath him one by one. His face was pale and his lips were biting tightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

Rumble——

The pavement gradually rose up, and streams of pure and clear golden light like clear springs shot out from the gaps between the stone slabs.
Chapter completed!