"It's weird, it doesn't feel like it's in the Cursed Lands."

Roger put one hand around Amanda's waist and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings.

"Whatever it is, let me burn it first!" A flash of fire flashed in Amanda's eyes, and with a wave of her hand, the fire whip more than three meters long swept across, and the place where the flames spread burned rapidly.

Roger didn't know what would happen if he landed on the ground, and he flapped his body into the air again, and by this time the flames around him had spread throughout the room.

Everything they saw melted away like an oil painting, but the wood of the furniture was still burning in flames. Turned to black ash.

Immediately after that, the whole space was torn apart from the middle like charred drawing paper.

A familiar sight appeared in front of them, and the two fell from the sky, and not far away Louis was holding a charred painting with a pale face.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Amanda let out a low sigh and flicked the whip in her hand.

That Louis was very athletic, and as soon as Amanda raised his hand, he jumped to the side, and the easel behind him was split in two by Amanda's whip from top to bottom.

Amanda chased forward, and the few people who had been standing around the booth were still in a state of fascination, huddled together, blocking Amanda's way.

"Get out of here!!"

Amanda's voice was mixed with a little mental shock, and a woman standing in front of her was shocked, her face changed suddenly, and then she bent over with her head and began to vomit.

The others were in much the same state, and Amanda continued to raise the fire whip in her hand again.

"I'll see where you're running this time!!"

There was obviously no way out behind Luis, but at this moment, a cornered Louis suddenly stopped, then moved sideways, and crashed headfirst into a monitor in the distance.

Something weird happened.

When Louis hit the monitor, he shrank rapidly, and appeared in the center of the monitor in the blink of an eye.

"What is this?!"

Even Roger was a little surprised at this time, and soon he noticed something unusual.

"These monitors ......"

After Louis left, the monitor hanging in the room suddenly changed its state, and the figures moving on the screen gradually froze, and slowly, the large and small screens became hanging paintings!

"It's not a surveillance device at all!"

Amanda angrily threw out her whip, and the row of paintings hanging on the wall was easily torn apart by her, but at that moment Roger heard a faint shout.

He stared intently.

On the torn open canvas, the originally frozen figures have undergone a new change, as if a crack has appeared out of thin air in the real world house, and people are screaming in panic and fleeing in all directions.

"This guy's drawing is really weird!"

Thinking of the death of the owner of the previous paintings, Roger seemed to understand something.

Once you look at his paintings long enough, the viewer's spirit will be unconsciously pulled into the painting.

At this time, if the painting is reworked or destroyed, some terrible things will be reported back to the observer.

This may seem like a curse, but it doesn't have any of the power fluctuations of a spell per se, making it more subtle and more difficult to detect than a curse.

If it weren't for the frequent incidents, no matter how ordinary transcendents investigated, I am afraid they would not have found his head.

At this time, the people lying on the ground were still vomiting, and Roger grabbed Amanda.

"If this Louis could travel freely through the world in the painting, we would never have been able to find him."

The strange scene that had just happened also reminded Amanda that she didn't dare to attack at random, and her eyes quickly scanned the paintings on the wall.

"If we destroy the paintings here, will the whole manor collapse with it?"

It's hard to imagine that dozens or hundreds of scene paintings can encompass the entire manor like surveillance equipment.

And Louis can walk through the drawing paper in the manor.

This ability ......

"What are we going to do now?"

Amanda is a little anxious, if this Louis escapes here, then it will be too difficult for her to catch him in the future.

"Don't worry."

Roger comforted with a calm face, "Calm down, don't be deceived by that guy, his ability shouldn't be so strong." ”

"If any painting could be used to shuttle and kill, would this guy still be as careful as he was just now?"

Think of a few events that have only happened recently.

"My guess is that this Louis's ability must have limitations that we don't know about, and this ability should not come from himself, but from some kind of cursed item."

"The more powerful the cursed item, the more demanding the conditions will sometimes be."

"These paintings are not so easy to create."

Listening to Roger's words, Amanda's frowning brows relaxed, and when she suddenly encountered this situation, she was just a little at a loss for a while, and at this time, she calmed down and quickly figured out the truth.

"We act separately."

Amanda glanced at Roger, "You stay here and keep monitoring all the paintings, I'll go out and find that guy's traces!" ”

"When the time comes, as long as the people in the manor are emptied, we will demolish this place, and we must find him out!"

"No need."

Roger shook his head, and an inexplicable sense of crisis surged in his heart, "This place is very weird, let's not be separated easily." ”

As he spoke, he took out the hidden Sword of the Sun.

"There are some things that can be done without separation."

As he spoke, Roger activated the energy contained in the Sword of the Sun, and at the same time, the Ignyi Fa Seal in his mind shone brightly.

He opened his hands, and his forehead and the palms of his hands shone with the luster of the Dharma Seal at the same time, and the three points formed a new model of the Dharma Seal.

Holding the sword in both hands, the power of the three magic seals was mixed together, coupled with the energy of the sword of the sun, the temperature in the room rose sharply, and even Amanda couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Who the hell is the Flame Warlock between the two of us?!"

Rumble!

Energy gushed out, the fragile walls couldn't withstand this impact at all, a series of crashing sounds came, and the side walls were directly punched out by Roger, and the back of the wall led to the hall on the first floor!

"Solved!"

Roger grabbed Amanda, but just as he was about to step out of here, all the murals hanging on the walls suddenly melted, and all the paint came together.

This time, before Roger could react, a flood of dye engulfed the two!

When Roger came to his senses, he found himself standing in the middle of the hall on the first floor, surrounded by silence, no noisy crowds, and no well-prepared drinks and snacks.

In the empty hall, there was only a figure standing on the stairs.

Roger's pupils shrank slightly, and he instantly recognized the identity of the other party.

"How are you?"

"Lancelot."

He thought back to all the things he had been going through in the recent days, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't find the link where Lancelot intervened.

"Why can't it be me?"

Lancelot stepped out of the shadows, the light shining on his face that made the handsome and proud First Knight look a little strange.

"Your purpose is me?"

Roger seemed to understand something, and he suddenly realized one thing at this time, he was not Bedwell, and he did not have any idea about the so-called position of regimental commander.

In addition, through other channels, he also gained insight into Grimm's face, and since then, he has been looking for an opportunity to break away from the Knights of the Round Table.

But precisely because Roger is an outsider, he ignores the true thoughts of others, except for Gawain, as long as he can't get rid of the soul confinement of the Privy Council.

Then no matter how high or low the strength is, it is just a puppet of the Knights.

They had no choice at all, and as Lancelot, who had the best chance of becoming the regimental commander among them, he naturally had a purpose and determination to do anything.

At this time, Lancelot appeared here, and Roger could not think of any other possibility.

"For what purpose?"

Lancelot's eyes shone with an incomprehensible glint.

"Would you believe me if I said it was all just a coincidence?"

Roger clenched the Sword of the Sun in his hand, "Where's Amanda?" ”

He didn't want to go on and on.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to her."

"Just an indecent sorceress, just die where she deserves to die."

Click.

There was a soft thud from the roof, and Roger looked up to see a frost-covered head falling from the center of the hall and smashing on the floor at Roger's feet.

In the ice was Kidd's terrified face.

"You made Margaret change her mind, and then sent Amanda here, and when the time comes, you jump out."

"No, it's not."

Lancelot descended the stairs.

"Gawain came to me not long ago, and although he said some demagogic words, I know that it was only for his own purposes, and he hoped that your death would create some chaos."

Roger's eyes flashed, and his heart sank violently when he heard the name Gawain, and he always felt that Gawain must have some other reason for instigating Lancelot.

"Is he suspicious of me?"

Roger didn't squeak, but listened to Lancelot continue.

"I'm not stupid, of course I know the consequences of doing this, but I also know that once you're dead, I'm the only candidate for regimental leadership."

"But it's so hard to kill a Legacy Knight like you without anyone else knowing."

"I need the right time, the right place, and most importantly a reason why you can't run away!"

Lancelot's eyes gleamed dangerously.

"Bedwell, I really want to kill you."

He spread his palms.

"But I couldn't find the right opportunity."

"Until ......"

"You and the woman are here."

He looked up.

"It's been decades since I've been here, and everything has changed."

In the next second, Lancelot's figure suddenly moved, appearing next to Roger as if teleporting, he raised his palm, and an ice spike came out of his hand, piercing Roger's throat!

"Louis is my brother, a half-brother!"

Lancelot's eyes skyrocketed.

"Do you think this is a guide from fate!"

"It's not that I'm going to kill you, it's fate!"

Roger had been paying attention to Lancelot, and as soon as he moved, Roger reacted in advance, leaning slightly to the side, and the sword of the sun in his hand rose up, blocking Lancelot's attack.

Roger sneered.

"As abrupt as it may be, I would like to praise you, dear Lancelot, that your mother has not only lived a long life, but is also in great health."

"Let me think about it, how many years ago did you become a Legacy Knight?"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't calculate Madame's real age, but either way, he and Louis's father should be considered true love."

Ranslotro was sneering, and Jay's movements didn't stop.

Lancelot's strength was so strong that he could barely withstand the impact of Roger's physical strength, knowing that his body had been raised to a terrifying level with the help of the transformation potion.

But what Roger didn't know was that Lancelot on the other side was even more surprised, Lancelot's bloodline was special, although it was only a subspecies of the Earth Dragon, but the dragon was a dragon, even if it was the thinnest bloodline among them.

"Put away these little tricks."

Lancelot sneered, "Louis's appearance can deceive those ordinary people, even that Miss Warlock, but as we who often deal with soul power. ”

"I think you should have known Louis's age for a long time."

There are no fancy spells, the two of them fight fast, and each attack contains terrifying power, the floor of the two of them cracks and the surrounding furniture is easily destroyed.

From the moment he saw Lancelot, Roger knew that he was not in the real manor hall at this time.

Thinking of the torrent of paint that separated him and Amanda, Roger guessed that they should be in a separate space formed by a special cursed item.

Or the world in the picture.

"After so many years, even I have forgotten that there is such a half-brother, he is just an ordinary person, and he should have died under the erosion of time a long time ago."

"But he didn't deserve to die, and he accidentally got a cursed item."

"What do you guess he did?"

Lancelot seemed to be chatting with Roger, but Roger's heart sank slightly, and the expression on his face changed a little.

In a confrontation of their level, how could there be aimless small talk.

Worried about Amanda, Roger wanted to find out what Louis was doing, but Lancelot's answer was the one Roger didn't want to hear.

"Guess what he's going to do to which of your little girlfriends?"

Lancelot chuckled.

"Oh...... Bedwell, I'm glad that your reaction made me know how important that girl was to you, so I don't have to worry about you running away. ”

"That's great news."

"Guess who's faster, me or Louis?"

"Did I kill you first?"

"Or he ...... that girl first"

"Khooth!"

Roger's power exploded, forcing Lancelot back.

"To be honest, I was still thinking about other possibilities just now, after all, I have no interest in the position of the head of the regiment at all."

"I'm more concerned about Amanda's safety than the position of the head of the regiment."

He took a deep breath, the expression on his face turning cold.

"But I regret it now."

Roger took the Sword of the Sun to his left hand.

"I just want to hack you to death right now."

"And your bastard brother!"

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