"It's weird, not like it's like being in a curse land."

Roger put his arms around Amanda's waist and glanced around quickly with his eyes.

"No matter where it is, let me burn it all first!" A fire flashed in Amanda's eyes. She waved her casually, and the three-meter-long fire whip swept across, and the places where the flames spread quickly began to burn.

Roger was not sure what would happen if he landed on the ground. He slapped in the air and his body rose again, and the flames around him had spread throughout the room.

Although everything they saw melted like oil paintings, the furniture and wood still turned into black and gray under the burning of flames.

Then the entire space was torn apart from the middle like burnt drawing paper.

The familiar scenery appeared in front of him, and the two fell from the air, and not far away, Louis was holding a burnt painting with a pale face.

"It's you!"

"A guy pretending to be a ghost!"

Amanda shouted softly and threw the whip in his hand over.

Louis was very agile. As soon as Amanda raised his hand, he felt as if he jumped aside. The easel behind him was split into two by Amanda's whip from top to bottom.

Amanda chased forward. The few people who were standing around the booth before were still in a state of fascination. They squeezed into a group and blocked Amanda's way out.

"Get out!!"

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

The others were in similar condition, and Amanda raised the fire whip in his hand again.

"I'll see where you run this time!!"

There was obviously no way behind Louis, but at this moment, Louis, who was desperate, suddenly stopped, then moved his body and crashed into a monitor in the distance.

Something strange happened.

While 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 moment, and soon he discovered 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 freeze. Slowly, screens of all sizes turned into hanging paintings!

"This is not a surveillance device at all!"

Amanda angrily threw out the whip, and the row of paintings hanging on the wall were easily torn by her, but at this moment, Roger heard a faint cry.

He looked closely.

On the torn canvas, the originally frozen figure has undergone a new change, as if a crack appeared out of thin air in the house in the real world. People shouted in panic and fled around.

"This guy's painting is really weird!"

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

Once you look at his painting for a long enough time, the viewer's energy will be unknowingly pulled into the painting.

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

This looks like a curse, but it does not have any energy fluctuations of spells, which are more mysterious and more difficult to detect than curse.

If it weren't for the frequent incidents, no matter how ordinary extraordinary people investigated, they would probably not have found him.

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

"If this Louis could travel through the world in the painting with complete freedom, we would probably never be able to find him."

The strange scene that just happened also reminded Amanda that she did not dare to attack at will, and her eyes quickly scanned the paintings on the wall.

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

It is hard to imagine that dozens or hundreds of scene paintings actually encompass the entire manor like surveillance equipment.

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

This ability...

"What should we do now?"

Amanda was a little anxious. If this Louis escaped here, it would probably be too difficult for her to catch him in the future.

"Don't worry."

Roger comforted with a calm look on his face, "Calm down, don't be deceived by that guy, his ability should not be that strong."

"If any painting could be used to shuttle and kill people, would this guy be as careful as before?"

Reminds of several recent events.

"I guess this Louis' ability must have limitations that we do not know. This ability should not come from itself, but from some kind of curse object."

"The stronger the curse item, the more harsh the conditions will sometimes be."

“These paintings are not so easy to create.”

After hearing Roger's words, Amanda's frown stretched out. Suddenly encountering this situation, she was just a little helpless for a moment. At this time, she calmed down and couldn't figure out the truth.

“We act separately.”

Amanda glanced at Roger, "You stay here and continue monitoring all the paintings, I'll go out and find the trace of that guy!"

"As long as we clear the people in the manor, we must find him even if we demolish this place!"

"No."

Roger shook his head, and an inexplicable sense of crisis emerged in his heart, "This place is very strange, we should not separate easily."

While speaking, he took out the hidden Sun Sword.

"Some things can be done without separation."

While speaking, Roger activated the energy contained in the Sun Sword, and at the same time, the Ignifazin in his mind shone brightly.

He opened his hands, and his forehead and palms shone with the luster of the magic seal at the same time. Three points form a brand new magic seal model.

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

"Who is the Fire Warlock of the Two of us?!"

boom!

Energy gushed out, and the fragile wall could not resist this impact at all. A series of impact sounds came, and Roger directly made a big hole in the side wall, and behind the wall led to the first floor hall!

"Solved!"

Roger grabbed Amanda, but when he was about to step out of here, all the murals hanging on the wall suddenly melted and all the pigments gathered together.

This time, before Roger could react, the dye like a flood swallowed the two of them!

When Roger came to his senses, he found himself standing in the middle of the hall on the first floor, with silence around him, no noisy crowds, no carefully prepared drinks and snacks.

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

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

"Why are you?"

"Lancelot."

He recalled all the things he had experienced in recent days, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not find the link of Lancelot's intervention.

"Why can't it be me?"

Lancelot walked out of the shadows, and the light shone on his face but made the handsome and proud First Knight look a little weird.

"Your purpose is me?"

Roger seemed to understand something. At this moment, he suddenly realized something. He was not Bedville and had no idea about the so-called position of the commander.

In addition, through other channels, he also gained insight into Green's face, and since then, he has been looking for opportunities to leave the Knights of the Round Table.

But because Roger is an outsider, he ignores the true thoughts of others. Except for Gao Wen, he cannot escape 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 most chance to become the leader, he naturally had a purpose and a determination to do anything.

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

"What purpose?"

Lancelot's eyes were flashing with an unidentified luster.

"If I said it was all just a coincidence, would you believe it?"

Roger tightly held the Sun Sword in his hand, "Where is Amanda?"

He didn't want to continue talking nonsense.

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

"Just a poor sorcerer, just die in a damn place."
To be continued...