Chapter 12 3: The Destruction of Paradise Lost

"Whew...... Whew......"

Anthony's fat body fell with a clatter in the dark room of the hotel, and the location of the fall was very unfortunate, and in an instant, a huge amount of blood swirled and splashed onto the soft wall skin, and the bloody qi suddenly filled the corner of the hotel.

Paradise Lost wasn't as useless as it seemed, but Anthony alone could manipulate the giant machine and control him to rotate day and night.

"Damn...... Fuck ...... Didn't estimate the strength...... "Anthony struggled to his feet, intense pain running through his body.

He stretched out his hand and peeled off the steel plates from his blood-covered belly, and between his teeth, puddles of blood fell down and gradually poured out of the clean floor, and all kinds of parts were removed from Anthony's body one by one, and finally thrown into a corner of the room.

If you are out of the battlefield yourself, those [punishers] and merchants should also leave in time......

"Alas......" Anthony's brow furrowed tightly, "heal yourself first, and then ......."

[In my name]

【Seeking the other side of the ideal】

【Chasing the Other Side of the Dream Realm】

【Exploring the Roots of Greenery】

【Finally reach my heart's desire】

【To heal oneself】

The demon chanted slowly, lilac runic brilliance surging from the bubbling blood, and Anthony carefully controlled his magic, letting the blood that was flowing slowly pour back, and the rolled flesh returned to his body.

Fortunately, it was only a skin injury, and the blood mist released by the orcs could not enter their own body and cause damage, that is, it was only very simple physical damage......

Anthony analyzed the information gained in the battle as he walked around, pressing buttons on the inside of the room as he healed himself.

The lights came on, and the room was suddenly illuminated as bright as day, and screens made of crystals appeared from the darkness, and the contents of the crystals showed everything that happened in [Paradise of Thieves].

This room is where Anthony listens, and in normal times, it is from this place that the [Substitute Punisher] learns about the violation of the rules and dispatches personnel.

And now there is blood all over the ground, and there is a big naked fat man, covered in bright red, sitting in the control seat of the big circle where the main master is.

This is the center of Paradise Lost, the hotel where Marshall used to live, where Anthony can not only monitor the entire Paradise Lost, but also manipulate the layout of Paradise Lost.

Because this paradise lost itself is a magic weapon belonging to Anthony Downs, but it is composed of many, many small "parts".

Anthony's face was solemn, thinking to himself what he had said to himself before William left.

【Long Ago First Layer Protection】

Something you can't even fight for with your head......

All the magic weapons produced by [Radiant Cliff] are strictly controlled by Yaris without exception, and one of the few magic weapons that have been lost, [Golden Rose] has easily created a legend of Yaris, which shows how powerful the rune magic contained in these magic weapons is.

"You have to wipe my ass...... Isn't that the princess of Yaris, and you still have such a crush on her......" Anthony muttered as he rummaged through the cabinets until he finally found an old, translucent square from a drawer, which was covered in dust but still emitted a neon-like glow that penetrated it.

This is the energy core that controls [Paradise Lost], only Anthony has permission to use it, if anyone else happens to find this Rubik's cube-like block, it will not be of half use.

The fat man picked up the cube and blew it gently with his mouth, and there was a look of pain in his eyes.

Every time he picked it up, the beast that had been with him for years would be tormented to the ground - of course, someone had deliberately destroyed the building——, and even if he made more money, there would be times when he would fail.

"Alas....... Now even the combat power that I am proud of is gone...... What will you do with people in the future......" Anthony poked his finger carefully at the square, "Let's ask someone to fill it up later......"

The equipment on his body was drawn by the master craftsman, Laurent Mitchell, who was responsible for ordering the production of the equipment.

As long as nothing goes wrong, no matter how ridiculous the equipment is, it will be made under Mitchell, and Anthony is especially happy with this.

He looked up and saw that his [substitute punishment] was crushed by the invaders, and even appeared to be seriously injured and dying.

It seems that it can't stand it.

So, he raised the control core in his hand, and the magic power in his hand surged, quickly pouring into the cube along his fingertips.

Instantly, he used his arm to thrust the control core into the air!

Whoa—

The control core suddenly shone brightly, and with a bang, the control core swelled outwards violently, bursting all at once!

These fragments actually stopped in the air, and the fragments were broken from one to the other, and the blue-purple magic brilliance in the middle became denser and denser, and I saw a miniature [Bandit Paradise Lost] quietly appear in front of Anthony from the bottom to the top.

The miniature buildings gradually took shape with the arrangement of trembling pale blue ion currents, dyeing Anthony's face a sparkling blue.

Before he can manipulate the layout of Paradise Lost, he must first notify the Substitutes to evacuate in time. Anthony raised his palm, rubbing his thumb and middle finger against each other, snapping his fingers, and a tumbling magical brilliance erupted.

"Start evacuating, don't fight." Anthony's face was solemn, and his large fat hands had gradually loomed over this miniature paradise lost.

The [Substitute Punishers] who were fighting on the screen heard the summons, and their faces were relieved, and they exhaled silently, and their figures quickly disappeared with the shelter of Paradise Lost.

"Huh? So I can't help but fight, and I left? One of the wolf orcs brandished a butcher's knife with a little bit of flesh still sticking to it, and his tone was lighthearted.

"Humph! These stinky fish and rotten shrimp are not as heroic as ours! Ha ha! ”

"Onward! Let's hurry up! Destroy the princess of Yaris quickly...... In this way, we can exchange our freedom! ”

The head of this team is fought by orcs, and the humans are responsible for long-range magic sniping and terrain exploration, which is the responsibility of the queen.

The man who had spoken to Anthony was standing at the back at this time, and he had not just joined the battle, but had watched the battle unfold.

There's nothing to say about winning the Lost Paradise, but the owner of these [Bandits Lost Paradise] fled, and even his men fled. Those helpers who appeared inexplicably also escaped.

"This bunch of damn people...... Is it a dead heart to delay time......" The man's figure was shrouded in black robes at this time, "We have a teleportation technique, if we don't want to cross this river......"

The Tata River is effective in blocking the progress of all teleportation techniques, and terrifying those who dare to despise him, if they do use it, they will probably stop above the Tata River and fall down.

Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to tremble violently! Even these sturdy orcs can't hold their shape!

These houses move blatantly on the ground! The street in front of them quickly changed positions, and the houses around them were like a huge python, which rolled up its body and firmly surrounded the halfway team, circle after circle, and even the commercial district joined the ranks, and the goods inside had been packed and sent out by the sellers, leaving only empty storefronts, as one of the members of the team.

All this was done at Anthony's behest, and if they didn't hurry, they would have crossed the streets and alleys in an instant, and quickly crossed the crystal plate bridge......

"Hopefully they'll be able to ...... Ahem......" Anthony coughed weakly as he muttered to himself, his belly now a lot smaller without the stuffing of the iron plates.

Let's hope they can slow down and be blocked by these houses for a little longer, a little longer.

He watched with his own eyes as the houses he had built with his own hands were completely destroyed, and the smoke curled up from the collapse of the pillars, and under the light rain, he could not wash away the flying ashes that kept rising.

"Tsk...... Their speed can catch up with my heroic posture back then. Anthony saw the sellers in these trading areas walking to the control room one after another, and he turned his head and smiled at them arrogantly.

Although he was naked and covered in blood, he still had to pretend to be such a calm and breezy appearance.

This is the owner of Paradise Lost......

He's got the money anyway, isn't he? There is money......

At this moment, a hand put on Anthony's shoulder, which couldn't help but make Anthony, who squinted his eyes, trace the owner of the hand.

However, judging from the age spots above, it should be an old man who bought stone carvings and took the opportunity to do slave trading.

"Anthony, remember to call us after Paradise Lost is restored. And, what exactly are you procrastinating for this time, we need an answer. ”

"If you don't, the princess of Yaris will be killed." Anthony sighed, the fat on his body shaking uncontrollably, "Are you satisfied?" ”

"......" No one spoke at this time.

"You have violated the law of Paradise Lost, and you deserve to be punished." Anthony raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the few sellers on the opposite side who did not look very good.

"So, what are you going to do to us?" The old man smiled, his face extremely calm.

"But the rules aren't for the strong, are they?" The fat man was half-joking, wanting to relieve the awkward atmosphere now.

"She's a very kind little girl, and she bought things from me." The young man selling the grain said for no reason.

"Well, yes, it's a very cute little girl."

The time they procrastinated was only one day. But this day was enough time to take Marshall's journey a big step forward.

However, Anthony would never have imagined that Marshall's team would now be like an intruder surrounded by layers of houses, with round after round of bandits rushing forward frantically, just like wolves tearing at the flesh and blood of their prey, and endlessly harassing them lawlessly.

No matter how strong Willian's team is, their pace of progress has been slowed down a lot.