The interior of the Merlin Holy Land is full of devastation. It was originally green, but now it has become a disordered area of ​​magical elements.

If it is not cleared with the power of the World Tree, this land may not be able to live in the future. The semi-elementalization phenomenon is not a joke, but it is a poison that can really kill people.

Marquez's current residence is protected by all magic circles, and it seems that there is nothing serious about it now.

But...it's just now.

After the concentrated attacks of more than a dozen people, the barriers generated by the magic array seemed to have cracks, and the originally bright and thick energy supply has now become bright and dark.

Marquez is not idle at all now. Merlin, who is lying on the bed, holds a small bottle in his hand, sucking it one by one, and just glances at what the adult in front of him is doing.

Ruddy...rustdy...

Merlin tried hard to hold the bottle in her hand, and greedily and eagerly drank the sweet milk inside, which seemed to have a little sweet like sugar.

At this time, a strange aura broke into Meilin's sea of ​​consciousness.

The gray light was scattered and fragmented, and finally condensed into small needles, spinning with great force to stab the nightmare soul!

It is obvious that this bottle of milk has been drugged and is used to specifically suppress the power of rune creatures.

However, the soul belonging to the nightmare just shook his body boredly, and a small ripples spread out from around him, shattering all the thin needles that kept piercing.

When it was something? Although Nightmare felt a little unhappy and wanted to pour out his anger on the man in front of him, it knew that Marquez knew nothing about the drug in the bottle.

As a rune creature, it is very clear about its own power and also knows how it identifies itself among its kind.

He is the emperor.

Merlin blinked his right eye, and his golden pupils were immediately covered with dreamy purple.

If Marquez turned around now, he would be shocked by the scene in front of him.

Because... Merlin's left eye was constantly looking around, while his right eye, which was of different colors, was looking at him steadily without blinking!

The man in front of him was obviously casting a spell that he was not familiar with. Because this energy does not belong to the element, it was very strange.

This energy is very similar to one's own origin, but it is not entirely true, with the smell of Marquez...

Illusion.

"In my name, Marquez!" Marquez firmly held his wand, and carved lines of unknown significance in the air with fierceness, burning violently trembling strokes and strokes in the space.

"What you see in front of you, no matter what you see, nothing is true, and what you think in your heart is also the truth!"

"【magical】!"

Everything seemed to have changed. Marquez's face was twisted violently. His three magic patterns were peeled off from his skin and left in the previous space, shining and never dissipated for a long time.

Merlin looked at his twisted fingers, a little confused.

He found that everything around him was wrong! Everything formed a disordered and clear passage, and at the end of the passage was his small bed!

Merlin did not notice that there was a small hole between these tables and chairs that were constantly rotating and flirting.

That was the escape passage left by Fregra for him.

Unexpectedly... 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, just the Brotherhood will send such a great catastrophe to the Meilin Cult.

Although they have the protection of the World Tree,...

They can't go out either. Due to the unique limitations of Merlin's church members, they cannot call out their names. They are just a vague ball in their consciousness. Isn't it all exposed after a while?

"Ho...ho..." Marquez turned around and looked at Merlin, who was still sucking milk on the bed, frowned.

Of course, his eyes were still completely golden, and the nightmare had already retracted the moment he turned his head. Now is not the time.

Little Merlin's eyes are His eyes, and his body is the body of a nightmare. This feeling is very strange.

"Little guy..." Marquez gasped and moved his fingertips. On the floating table in front of him, a paper cut was pulled out and flew towards Merlin's little mouth, wiped the leaking milk for him, and finally kneaded it into a ball and flew into the trash can next to him.

"Um..." Merlin licked his lips with regret and hummed softly.

Illusion cannot change the real position of everything in front of him. He can only force people to change what they think so that they can think that what they see is real.

Using illusion requires a lot of magic. Fregra only activated the magic that had been arranged before to make such a large spell successful. Now Marquez cannot be as careful as Fregra, so he has to set the layout in the room to be twisted and twisted. If the fortifications are broken by the Brotherhood, he can still escape with Merlin if the World Tree shelter has not yet arrived.

The quiet barrier has gathered many warlocks and magic knights, and the tips of the wands and various weapons are soaked with the luster of magic.

The barriers kept vibrating, but in the end they could not bear the increasingly violent momentum and were defeated.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Oh no!" Marquez cursed inwardly, and immediately opened the door of the house, used all his strength to activate the three magic patterns on his body, waved it decisively, and a thin and hard stone blade instantly took off his hand, cutting the magic knights who rushed in half.

No... If this is the case, it will not be able to complete the World Tree...

"Marquez!" At this time, a crisp female voice came from far to near, like a small wooden hammer that made his forehead buzz.

"Cheny!" Marquez shouted, "Why are you-"

His hand was not idle either. He raised his hand to wave a solid stone wall, blocking all the magic bullets in front of him, and then moved forward a little. The stone wall immediately pushed forward, forcibly dispersing the formation formed by a large number of people in front of him.

She is indeed very beautiful, with pink hair like cherry blossoms, lips like cherry blossoms, and pupils like cherry blossoms.

She is a cherry blossom-like beauty.

"It depends on you being beaten up!" The little beauty said nothing good from her mouth, "Let's help you!"

A bright purple spot burst out from her wand and suddenly disappeared into the army that had not yet formed a formation.

Bo!

"A bunch of ugly guys, ha! Are you still chasing me?" Her four magic patterns were spinning and flashing like cherry blossoms on the back of her hand.

The space in front of him was pulled apart by the powerful force, and then countless powerful winds blew away the knights and warlocks that shrank into a ball.

"What are you looking at! You!" Marquez in front of him looked at her dumbly. Cheney smiled and scolded, and the cherry blossoms bloomed with his fingertips, spreading like darts, shaving the soldiers who wanted to rush over to fly.

"Oh! Oh... Cheney, you have to be careful!" Marquez's face was grim. There was not much magic left in his body now. He now secretly hated why he couldn't have another magic pattern on his body...

"Marquez, take the baby away! Immediately!" Cheney's figure flashed quickly in the enemy's army. Her tone was not at all emotional, and pink petals kept falling from her.

The blood spread ruthlessly in front of Marquez's new mansion, and a stench made him feel nauseous when he saw little blood.

He didn't know the importance of the attack just now, and he didn't know that such a blow would kill people... Now Marquez is actually holding on, his legs trembling in the breeze and the dust raised by the battle. If he takes another step, he will probably have to kneel down to the ground.

Cheney came to help this cute man knowing that this guy is kind-hearted.

He is really cute and caring.

Inadvertently, Cheney's white arm was scratched by a magic bullet. If it were not blocked by the cherry blossoms made of magic, her right hand would have been broken in two pieces.

"Who is it!" Cheney's long cherry hair flew angrily in the air.

"Hello, girl."

That was a one-eyed man holding a magic gun.

Hogg!

"Marquez! Hurry, run!" Cheney was shocked, and his original casual posture suddenly disappeared. Her muscles suddenly tense up, and the magic petals surrounding her gathered together.

Bang!

Hogg's feet had appeared on Cheney's waist and abdomen at some point. Fortunately, she transferred her defense to the place where she should defend, otherwise her body would have been broken in the middle.

It's really hard to destroy flowers.

"Go!" Cheney activated the magic power in his body, rolled up a gust of wind, and instantly moved to Marquez.

Marquez only felt a small gust of fragrant wind lingering in the tip of his nose, which would not dissipate for a long time.

That's...the smell of cherry blossoms.

"Marquez, your name is-" A gentle murmur came to his ear.

"—Don't say it! I beg you!"

Once the members of the Merlin Cult get their names, the restrictions on him will be lifted, no different from ordinary people.

"You are still ours." Cheney hugged the man in front of him tightly.

He is still so warm.

His cheeks turned red, and Marquez was so anxious that his tears were about to fall, his mind was about to go down, and he was blank.

"Your name is..."

"I beg you..."

"Sheldon."

Marquez's body suddenly felt dizzy, and the transparent shackles made of magic on his body instantly exploded, and everything about him suddenly surged into his mind.

"Go quickly!" Cheney pushed Marquez sharply, and a pink hexagram appeared in the palm of his hand.

"Um--!" Marquez was already in a mess now, and his body instantly rushed into the illusion he had set up before.

Fortunately, he knew what he had done before, so he hurriedly passed through Chaos, picked up Mei Lin on the bed, pushed away the chair and table in front of him, and ran towards the teleportation array.

"Do you think you can run away?"

Bang!
To be continued...