"are you sure?"

Andy's eyes did not waver at all, and he said:

"I am sure."

"Then let's go, I'll take you there." Ken said.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the surrounding walls collapsed and transformed into Ken's hand, turning into an umbrella.

That was the knowledge that Emilia had given him, transforming the part of the dream world into what he expected.

Ken led the goblin towards the expanding and beating steam station.

For Ken now, the surrounding steam machines are within his control.

If he is willing to mobilize power on a large scale, he can even make steam machines his own.

But he did not mobilize power.

Ken raised his head and looked up at the platform.

When he communicated with Emilia and became a priest, he discovered that there was another priest in this world.

He needed to avoid being discovered by the priest.

And he was also very curious about the identity of the priest... Wasn't Eden Groot dead?

…

On that platform.

Eden is sitting on the rooftop.

He looked at his hands blankly, then looked at the tall thing in front of him.

He should be dead.

But he did not die completely. His body was burned away by the nameless hellfire, and the woman in front of him-Priest Knox gave him a new body.

His body is exactly the same as before.

The restoration of the officiant Knox was perfect.

It is also the body that is about to decay.

It is also the body of a four-ring warlock, the body of his own brother...

"It's really surprising..." Eden raised his head and looked into the eyes of Priest Knox on the rooftop. Eden's eyes lit up and he asked seriously: "Your Excellency... can you change my body?"

Younger?"

"Why make your body look younger."

"Because I'm almost dead..." Eden looked at that eye feverishly and said, "When you reshape my body, make it younger so that I can please the gods with this sacrifice.

All the credit goes to you..."

He looked at Priest Knox's floating eyes as if he had discovered a new world.

But Priest Knox ignored the man in front of him.

"You are not qualified to cooperate with me."

For her, it was enough for Emilia's priest body to be reshaped so that it would not be completely destroyed.

She just wanted to show favor to the evil god.

Regarding the friendship between these evil gods and madmen, what do evil gods and madmen think?

It meant absolutely nothing to her, she just wanted to stay in her dream.

She just wanted to spend more time with him in her last moments.

She didn't waste time here, and her eyes slowly closed on the rooftop.

…

Men wearing ferocious flesh-and-blood armor wandered around the city.

Compared to those twisted machines, he is the real killer.

He knows how to protect those people, he knows where to protect them, he knows the number of people who will come to the temple next, who will come, and the strategy that will come.

He also knew how to kill these people, how to find them, and how to counter these Temple warriors.

If you are an old drunkard...

He would keep the remaining members of the temple separated to avoid being found by him...

But this also means that their forces cannot be unified.

"You say so, my lovely child."

The knife fell.

The last nun's blood was splattered on the wall.

Just as he expected, the people in the temple did not gather together. What he found was a team from the temple, a team composed of nuns.

"It's really sad to have nuns in charge of logistics form a team and clergymen who have not yet matured to form a team to come here together."

Old Addison said regretfully.

His voice was still pitiful, as if he was sighing for the temple's failure, but his actions were not that way.

He gently wiped his sword, walked around the corpse of his former comrade, and said softly:

"For the Temple warriors, the best way to die is to die on the battlefield. This way you won't leave the same regrets that I did. We just have different positions..."

He also did not collect the corpses of these colleagues because these corpses were of no use to Emilia.

"Charles...where are you..."

Old Addison's eyes glanced back and forth.

After he killed the first group of Paladins, he continued to track Charles' figure, but unfortunately, he failed to track him.

Charles can easily avoid danger by using his spiritual sense, and is even so sensitive that he can escape from danger with his eyes closed.

Such a guy is really too dangerous.

It's too dangerous for Emilia.

So it must be eliminated... The priority of elimination is higher than that of the old drunkard and the abbess of the nunnery...

There is also Prince Mansfield. I wonder if Prince has taken action now...

It's a pity that now I have to follow the will of the God of Dreams and can't atone my sins from him.

Old Addison's eyes suddenly widened with regret.

The familiar golden armor of the Paladin came into his eyes.

That's his adopted son.

Charles Addison.

At this time, Charles was walking alone on the street holding the familiar big sword.

Even though Old Addison was some distance away from him, he still sensed the danger, stared at the surroundings vigilantly, and then locked onto his location.

I was just thinking about a sneak attack...

what a pity.

Old Addison walked out openly and shook the blood from the sword in front of Charles' eyes.

This is a provocation.

With his strength, there was no need to sneak attack Charles.

Before, Charles had always been one step ahead of danger, so he was able to escape his pursuit.

At this time, Charles had already entered his field of vision.

Under the absolute suppression of strength, he can't run away!

Charles saw old Addison.

He came to see Old Addison on his own initiative, so he followed the guidance of his spiritual sense and approached here.

He also saw the provocation of old Addison.

Several more warriors from the temple died...

Charles closed his eyes sadly, then opened them, raised his sword, and looked at his adoptive father indifferently.

That man's skin was now much younger, and an epic and powerful aura surrounded him.

Old Addison looked at Charles kindly, and as he approached little by little, he spoke softly in a voice like teaching a child:

"You took the initiative to find me."

Old Addison did not wait for Charles to answer, and continued to speak: "If you are willing to avoid me, you can always avoid me. Who gave you the courage to confront me head-on? Prince Mansfield
To be continued...