Mr. Warlock has done so much for her.

But she could only say thank you to him.

Weak.

It's original sin.

Will it still be like this the next time you see him?

Zoe clenched her little fists.

Next time, she must be someone who can stand beside Mr. Warlock!

A layer of golden light flashed in Zoe's eyes.

Her complexion gradually changed.

Become indifferent.

She looked in the direction of the back.

He likes singing.

It's a good thing.

The golden brilliance gradually disappeared, and Zoe lifted up her long red hair.

Can she really stand by Mr. Warlock's side?

'OK.'

Thinking of the future described to her by [Angel], she nodded.

No matter how we stand, we always stand together...

…

The spear collided with the black limbs.

Eden looked at his daughter solemnly, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Of course he knew why Amy suddenly attacked him. No matter what connection Amelia had with Amy, it had nothing to do with him.

To Amy, he is a stain on her life.

He still has a sense of who he is.

Don't tell me that you tried to kill her the last time you met her.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, the pressure on him from Amy was much stronger than that from Charles.

Regardless of Amy's identity, what Amy knows, and Amy's hard power.

Amy is using a marksmanship that is unorganized in a sense, but extremely dangerous.

Maybe not the marksmanship.

She predicted Eden's attack pattern.

And counter directly the way Eden would attack.

Whether it's an offensive or defensive game or a fake move, it's meaningless.

Eden had just fought with that paladin. Although he had the upper hand at the time, he still consumed a lot of power.

Eden's eyes flickered slightly, he looked behind Amy and said in a deep voice:

"Are you crazy?"

Amy looked at her father indifferently, and her eyes suddenly opened from behind Eden. He didn't dodge in time, and a blood streak opened from behind him.

Amy looked at her father in front of her ruthlessly and said coldly:

"How could I be crazy? I have not fallen so low as to be a dog for the evil god."

Her father, beautified by her mother in her childhood, was an almost perfect man.

Except for his strong obsession, he has no shortcomings.

But what was there before her eyes?

selfishness.

There was a crazy light in his eyes.

A madman who doesn't know what order is.

Originally Amy thought he was dead.

Died in that dream.

And his story should also end.

Unexpectedly, he was still alive and well under his nose.

"Eden Grote?" Amy looked at him indifferently and continued:

"William Wilder, you don't have the talent to break through the third ring at all. In order to survive, what did you do to please the evil god, let your warrior level fall from the epic level, and increase your warlock level?"

Eden retreated sharply, grabbing the ground with the huge claws that grew in mid-air, and a seal lit up in front of his eyes.

[Four Rings·Flying]

His body seemed to be freed from the constraints of gravity, hiding in hidden traps one after another.

My own daughter Amy can predict things.

But there are limits to the time period she can predict and the weird eyes she can open.

And he can only avoid it, this is not a dream, it is not his home ground, and Amy is not so easily pulled into a dream.

Eden kept avoiding.

As long as you relax for a moment, you will be controlled, and then your whole person will be swallowed up.

As for Amy's question?

What did he do?

There are too many things like that.

How come you still remember!

That kind of thing doesn't matter to him at all.

No matter what, I can't stay here any longer.

There are some things that are very important to Eden here, but Eden knows that their importance is definitely not as important as his own life.

The corner of Eden's mouth quirked, he remembered something, and asked: "Speaking of which, my daughter, do you still remember the pretty boy who was with you last time?"

Amy narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly:

"What do you want to say?"

"He is a good man, handsome, and very talented. You have to know that the 26-year-old three-ring warlock... uh..."

Eden narrowly dodged the spear that was shot at him.

That was what Amy threw.

It scratched his face.

"Don't be so excited..." Eden chuckled and said: "I know my daughter may be older than him, but your life span is much longer than his. Maybe he will die of old age in the future, and you can still be in his grave.

forward……"

His words stopped.

Amy's purple eyes became cloudy.

Eden felt a destructive and strange force filling his surroundings.

Ah...a familiar feeling.

The transition from one force to another takes time.

Eden's body instantly disappeared, and he was waiting for this gap.

If there is a gap, he can escape!

He looked down at Amy and mocked:

"It's such a pity. Let's talk about old times next time, my dear daughter... By the way, I still have a deal with that pretty boy, so I'll give it to you..."

The moment he left.

A purple smoke filled the space, and Amy's eyes became even colder.

Let him escape.

The power of the dream priest is enough to allow him to enter the dream after a brief chant. The next time he wants to see him, he can only do so during that ceremony!

This power is like...
To be continued...