The Papal Palace.

Qi Yifang stood up with gritted teeth. Due to his stiff state, he was a little unsteady. He stood up by holding on to the shoulder of a guard beside him. Not far away was the mad Pope.

The Pope was standing far away and did not see the entire confrontation. To him, it was as if a bolt of lightning struck, and the two people on the ground became one person, and the "gentleman" who took his scepter suddenly disappeared. The Pope, unwilling to accept the fact, began to shake Muco's shoulders like a hysterical lunatic, demanding that he return his scepter.

"Give him to me, Your Holiness." Qi Yifang supported the guard's shoulder and moved towards Mu Ke stutteringly. His eyes were dark and unclear. "I have a way to make him return the key."

Actually, no.

The key was taken into Titan's dimensional shield by Bai Liu, and now he has no way to do anything.

Qi Yifang is still in a stiff state and cannot move quickly for ten minutes. It is not clear when the CD of Mu Ke's skill [Flash Strike], which allows him to escape, will end. The best way is to take Mu Ke from the Pope's hands now and then kill him.

He activated a big skill, and consumed another big skill of Titan. In the end, not only did he not get the key, but he also put their team into a passive position. So he had to replace at least one member of the circus team.

and……

Qi Yifang looked at the hazy black mist suspended above the place where Bai Liu disappeared - this was the dimensional shield that swallowed Bai Liu.

...If the intelligence the King's Guild received is correct, the whip of Bai Liu and the whip of Hei Tao that can tear through space seem to be matched. If that's the case, if he attacks Mu Ke with a shield, maybe Bai Liu will...

"If you think that if you kill me, Bai Liu might use his whip to tear through space to save me, then I advise you to give up this idea." Mu Ke, whose hands were chained by the guards and cardinals who were pointing knives and guns at his throat, looked at Qi Yifang and suddenly narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to smile, "My current value is not worthy of Bai Liu coming out to save me."

Qi Yifang turned to look at Mu Ke and said with a hint of ridicule: "You are quite self-aware."

"The most important thing for an assassin is to know himself." Mu Ke raised his eyes slowly, the smile on his face getting bigger and bigger, "You are loyal to the queen, I am loyal to the king, we both have people we want to sacrifice ourselves for, so do you know what an assassin who is trapped by someone he can't attack will do?"

Qi Yifang had a bad feeling in his heart. He glanced at the cardinals around Mu Ke and took two steps back carefully. "What did you do?"

"He will attack at the cost of his life in order to avenge his master..." Mu Ke lowered his eyes and his voice became lower. A short dagger slipped from his sleeve and he held it firmly in his palm. As he raised his eyes and scanned the outside world, "—the only enemy he can attack in the entire venue."

Mu Ke's dagger passed in front of Qi Yifang's eyes, whose pupils were contracted, cutting off a strand of Qi Yifang's hair and leaving a bloody mark under his eye. At the same time, Mu Ke's face was cut by the knives blocking his way, leaving more than a dozen bloody marks, but Mu Ke didn't care and continued to attack with a smile.

"You're not the only one who wants to kill me." Mu Ke tilted his head and laughed. His blade, which was glowing white, pointed directly at Qi Yifang's heart. "I want to kill you, too, Mr. Qi Yifang."

Qi Yifang, who was still in a stiff state, clenched his teeth. The knife wound under his eye slowly oozed blood, which dripped down his jaw to the ground.

The horrified voice of the Pope beside him echoed throughout the Papal Palace.

"Catch this escaped assassin!"

Outside the Papal Palace.

Jeon Bora's eyes were calm. She waited until she received news from Leah before giving the order: "Prepare to sneak into the Papal Palace."

"We can attack the priests, but be careful to avoid the cardinals. They are not affected by our attacks, and the scepters in their hands can affect our magic power."

"If you encounter any situation that you cannot resist, retreat immediately and do not attack by force. Our goal this time is to take it by tricks rather than by force. Preserving numbers is the top priority."

"Do you understand?"

The witches responded in unison: "Yes!"

Jeon Bora took a deep breath and looked at Liu Jiayi who was standing next to her: "I hope your teammates can cooperate well with us."

"My teammates obey my command and will fully cooperate with the witches' actions." Liu Jiayi made an OK gesture, "Leave the coordination between them to me."

"The Papal Palace is now in chaos, making it the perfect place for invasion. Let's prepare to go in."

"Then..." Jeon Bora looked at the island suspended above the Pope's Palace. Her complex expression finally became firm. She gave the order in a deep voice, "Attack on Sky City, begin!"

The witches instantly dispersed and sneaked into the Papal Palace from different entrances in all directions.

At the same time, in the lowest prison in the Sky Castle.

Hong Tao raised his eyes and looked at the gap in front of him. His body shape kept changing and finally turned into the appearance of a fourteen-year-old boy. His slender wrist easily retracted from the chain that encircled him. Hong Tao maintained the appearance of a boy. He rubbed his rotating wrist, glanced sideways at the gap blocking his eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

To get out of here, you need to use the gem on a strange scepter to close the gap. Otherwise, if you stare at the gap for a long time, you will not only have hallucinations, but also feel like you will be swallowed.

However, he is the master of the skills of temptation and reducing spiritual value. This level of spiritual value reduction has little impact on him, and he has become accustomed to it.

But Hong Tao doesn't have that strange gem in his hand now. However, combined with the words of the bishop who sent him down, and combined with the hint in the background explanation of this game - [Put the witch's heart on the high tower, you can end the witch trial and let the island land], it is not difficult to guess what kind of thing is needed to close this gap.

——That is the [Witch's Heart].

That gem-like thing should be an item similar to the [Witch's Heart].

If this is the thing, combined with the identity of the [Son of the Witch] he got, it is not difficult to guess that the item [Witch's Heart] is either on him or on... another witch of his.

And according to the current team configuration and the distribution of the two sides' camps, the current direction of this game is more like a tower defense game, where both sides guard their own [Witch's Heart] and compete for the opponent's [Witch's Heart]. It is very likely that both he, the [Son of the Witch], and the witch have the Witch's Heart.

If that's the case...

There was no expression on Hong Tao's face. He walked towards the gap step by step. His body slowly changed from fourteen years old to twenty-four years old. Finally, he stopped in front of the gap and closed his eyes.

Shouldn't we be able to close this gap using the so-called "Witch's Heart" in his body?

What are the effects?

What exactly does this thing called "Witch's Heart" refer to?

What harm will it do to him... Never mind, it doesn't matter. Hong Tao opened his eyes boredly, and when he was about to touch the gap, he stopped. He turned around as if he remembered something, looked at the large pool of male eels twisting above his head, and said to himself in a daze: "I almost forgot about this thing."

He remembered that below the Sky City was the Papal Palace, right?

The priests and bishops who locked him up here would probably have very interesting expressions if they saw this huge pool of male eels that they had collected with great effort and hidden on the island to imprison him fall from the Sky Island and land on them, right?

The bishop who imprisoned Red Heart here once told her coldly: "The Castle in the Sky is an island without any seams."

"So the rain outside the island that you see through this gap is all your own imagination, it's all fake."

At that time, Hong Tao just chuckled and asked back, "Really?"

Now the smile on Hong Tao's face was fading. He held a poker card that slowly appeared in front of him with two fingers, lowered his eyelids, and said with reminiscence, "But on the sky island where I am, there are gaps everywhere where I can see the outside of the island."

"——It's a very scarred island."

"I really hate that the island I'm used to has changed back to something I'm not used to."

Because when Red Heart is in a bad mood, she will use the island to vent her emotions. She will throw poker cards on the island like darts. There are poker cards everywhere on the island, and the ground is full of cracks caused by various poker cards. Many stones are broken.

Hearts threw out a poker as usual, and the edge of the poker card passed through the two sides of the male eel pool. There was a click on the glass, and huge breaks and cracks appeared. It seemed that the eels realized that they could get out of the pool. They surged restlessly, and it seemed that the eels were about to swim out of the pool. Hearts threw out the second, third, and fourth poker cards unmoved. The edges of the poker cards, as sharp as knife blades, rubbed against the bottom of the road, making a ping-pong sound of metal collision, and finally converged into a circular shape.

The round stone slowly sank and became a hole. The wind from outside the island rushed in through the hole, blowing the hair on Hongtao's forehead. Hongtao looked at the hole with an emotionless face.

All you can see outside the cave are the misty, floating clouds; you can't tell what's underneath.

But Hearts knew what was underneath.

He lazily threw another poker card and hit the crack in the eel glass pool. The eel pool on the top of the prison was finally completely broken.

The eels gushed out like water from a spring, swaying their tails, and poured out of the cave through the clouds toward the Papal Palace.