Samsara Paradise: Dream Weaver of Connections.

Lin Yi and others walked quietly in Shengyu City without attracting other people's attention, and there was no farewell ceremony.

Forty minutes later, everyone arrived at the stone house on the city wall.

Inside the stone house, a middle-aged man sat upright, with a young man sitting next to him.

The young man looked a little absent-minded, as if he was thinking about something else.

"That's roughly the situation, Laurent. We'll leave first then." Carmen and the other four old men sat opposite the middle-aged man. When the young man heard Carmen calling the middle-aged man's name directly, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Obviously, he didn't know Carmen, or to be more precise, with the power he currently possessed, he had no chance to contact Carmen.

Carmen rarely leaves the Holy Healing Church headquarters, and the two sides belong to different power systems.

Furthermore, the power system the boy is in is not hereditary, so if he wants to inherit his father's power, he must be extremely capable.

"Be careful on the road."

The Pope's gaze lightly swept over Carmen and the others. In fact, the Pope had heard a little about what Carmen and the others had just experienced in the Holy Healing Church.

Seeing that they all looked energetic, the Pope did not intend to ask any more questions.

After Carmen and the other four successfully met up with Lin Yi, they headed out of the city.

In the carriage, Melody's face looked particularly pale.

She originally thought that what they said about heading to the south was just a joke, but just a few minutes ago, she actually met the Pope of the Holy Healing Church!

No matter how you look at it, this situation is definitely not a joke.

The Pope came in person to see him off, and it seems that he is really going to leave for the southern region.

On top of the city wall, the Pope stood for a long time, gazing at the two carriages that were slowly driving away, while the young man next to him had a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Father, these people just ran to the south like this. Although it looks brave, they are going to die..." the young man couldn't help but speak.

"Be careful with your words!" The Pope's expression froze, he glanced at his eighth son, and finally just shook his head slightly, with a complicated expression on his face.

"When they were glorious, you were still in your infancy. Not everyone is greedy for empty fame, and you must remember these people. What they did is what we neither have the courage to do nor can we do. Moreover, among these people, there are a few witch hunters. Even Saint Senator Carmen calls them monsters." The Pope said, with a hint of emotion in his tone.

"Holy Senator?" When the Eighth Son heard the name Carmen, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly turned his gaze to the carriage that had gone away.

It was not until this time that he suddenly realized why these ordinary old men could have the Pope come in person to see them off.

Two horse-drawn carriages were driving on the dirt road. The carriages looked a bit heavy and left deep ruts wherever they passed.

The iron-black carriage may not look impressive, but the several Dockens pulling the carriage in front of it appear to be extremely majestic.

After learning the names of Carmen and other old men, Melody was like a mouse seeing a cat. She hid directly in the carriage where Lin Yi was and did not dare to get close to the carriage of the Sunset Red Team at all.

Among the witch community, the Sunset Red Team led by Carmen is notorious, to the point where almost everyone knows about it.

Any witch who is a little older has heard of the methods these people use.

Even though these people did not show any brutality in front of Su Xiao and Lin Yi, to the witches, they were all demons, real demons.

Click click…

The mechanical winch was turning, and the drunkards from the "Sunset Red" team climbed under the carriage and were dismantling something.

"Is it done? Dokens, who is pulling the cart, can't hold on any longer, quickly release the winch!" The old man, who was as strong as a bear, slapped the car board under him hard, making continuous banging sounds, and his temper seemed particularly bad.

"It's almost there, shut up!" The drunk was obviously not someone to be trifled with. He served as a scout in the team and was good at many skills including equipment repair, explosives mixing and assassination.

Josiah, an old man as strong as a bear, is obviously the type to fight head-on. He charges ahead in nine out of ten battles.

Saint Senator Carmen is the type of person who is shrewd and calculating. In terms of strength, he is not as good as Josiah; in terms of skills, he is not as good as Witch Grave; but in terms of comprehensive ability, he is quite outstanding.

The witch grave, who had suffered from Alzheimer's disease before, was responsible for providing long-range firepower in the team. He was very good at using various long-range weapons such as bows and crossbows, shotguns, siege crossbows, blowguns, etc., and every time a witch was captured alive, he was responsible for interrogation.

Drunkard, Blood Bear, Carmen, and Gunter, these are the names the four of them call each other.

The four people in the carriage all looked normal, and there was no sign of the warriors' determination to never return, because in their opinion, never returning was a reasonable thing, dying in the south was a duty, and returning alive was a huge profit.

Gunter was concentrating on wiping the shotgun in his hand. Ever since Lin Yi cured his Alzheimer's disease, Gunter could feel more and more clearly the poor condition of his body.

For Gunter, time seems to jump around, and that's the tragedy of Alzheimer's.

When he wakes up from the chaos caused by the disease, he often suddenly finds himself in another completely unfamiliar place, and he has lost all his memories of this period, as if he has suddenly experienced an inexplicable time travel.

However, now that he has the opportunity to once again display his last bit of energy, Gunter will naturally not give up this opportunity.

"We will take a detour from here. If the ley lines do not change significantly, there is a large swamp here. Once we arrive here, it means we have already entered the hinterland of the south.

At that time, we can only abandon the carriage and go through the Gate of Dawn from here. After passing the Gate of Dawn, it is the direct territory of the Moyi family. After passing the Gate of Dawn, this side is the Dust and Mud Altar, and the Mist Castle is on the other side. "As Carmen spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at a blood-red area on the map. This area was specially marked on the map.

"Do we have to pass through here?" Lin Yi pointed to the location of the Gate of Dawn on the map.

The reason why this place is called the Gate of Dawn is because there is only one passage here.

As long as those witches are not stupid, they will definitely arrange people to be on guard here.

"We must pass through here. The Gate of Dawn was not built by witches. It is a naturally dangerous place. No witch would choose to live nearby. The previous times we passed through the Forest of Confusion or the Wind Tower. Naturally, we have to change the route this time." Carmen is quite experienced. He is very familiar with the terrain in the south. After all, he has been deep into the southern region many times.

"The Gate of Dawn seems to be my hometown." Witch Grave suddenly spoke, immediately attracting the attention of others around.

"Oh? Why have I never heard you mention this before?" It can be seen that Carmen and the other old men have never heard Gunter mention this matter.

"There's nothing to say. When I was four years old, a witch came here to do an experiment. The creature she released almost killed all the residents of the Gate of Dawn, and I just escaped by luck." Gaunt said it very calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, but everyone knew in their hearts that this incident had undoubtedly had a huge impact on Gaunt.

Among these people, Gaunt is the one who hates witches the most and acts the most crazily. Just from his nickname, you can tell how deep Gaunt's hatred for witches is. This incident that happened in his childhood had a particularly great impact on Gaunt.

"As long as you successfully pass through the Gate of Dawn, you must be extra careful. You just need to have a general understanding of the situation in Dustmash Altar. The Doomsdays in previous times all lived in Dustmash Altar, but the situation in recent years is not so clear. As for the Mist Castle..." Carmen began to introduce the relevant situation of the Mist Castle in detail.

The Misty Castle was built halfway up a mountain. Because there were waterfalls on both sides of the mountain, the fortress appeared misty when viewed from the bottom of the mountain, as if it was floating in the mist, which was quite mysterious.

The Misty Castle is the base camp of the Moy Family, and its status is as important as the headquarters of the Holy Healing Church.

Moinola has lived in the Misty Castle for many years. If nothing unexpected happens, she is most likely here.

The plan of the Sunset Red Team was to first go to the Dust and Mud Altar to resolve the Doom, and then let Su Xiao, Lin Yi and the other two attack the Misty Castle.

However, Lin Yi rejected this suggestion. Lin Yi and Su Xiao have a friend communication channel. In this case, fighting against Doom and Moi Nora, the two of them acted separately and communicated in real time, which was undoubtedly the most efficient way to deal with it.

After hearing that the two had such a method of communication, the Sunset Red Team immediately agreed to Lin Yi's request.

Several witch hunts had ended in failure before. The reason was that the two teams sent by the Holy Healing Church were unable to exchange information in real time, which led to many errors in the execution of the witch hunt.

And this time, since there is an opportunity to communicate in real time, Carmen naturally would not object to it.

Pope Gar didn't say a word along the way, just stayed quietly beside Lin Yi.

When the teams were divided, Pope Gar stood directly next to Lin Yi, and his purpose was obvious.

After the team arrangement, Su Xiao, Amu, Bubuwang and the Sunset Red Team were responsible for going to kill Mo Yinola.

Lin Yi went with Popgar to resolve the bad luck.

"That's the general plan. As for the specific details, we can flexibly control them according to the actual situation at that time. There shouldn't be too many problems."

Lin Yi threw the pencil in his hand onto the map that Carmen took out. Originally, Carmen was responsible for planning this matter, but when Lin Yi proposed this plan, the person in charge changed from Carmen to Lin Yi.

"That's good, but before we set out for the Gate of Dawn, we still have one thing to do." Having said that, Carmen tightly gripped the cane in her hand.

The fighting power of the Sunset Red Squad was naturally unquestionable, but they had not conducted any witch hunting operations for a long time and needed to warm up.

Especially the old men in the Witch Tomb, they haven't taken action for a long time.

At this time, the group was still in the Central Plains area and headed straight to the south. If they wanted to warm up, there were many witches in the southern region, so there would be no problem finding an "opponent" to warm up with.

……

South, Mist Keep.

The rushing waterfall rushed down, and the roaring sound of water spread throughout the valley. At the bottom of the valley, you can vaguely see a series of scattered wooden houses. Most people think that the witch's base camp will be an extremely luxurious place, but the reality is not the case.

Most witches are the type who like to stay at home. As long as they have sufficient material reserves, these paranoid women can stay at home safely for half a year or even a year, thinking wholeheartedly about how to improve their own strength, or immersing themselves in developing various novel weapons and so on.

Witches with sufficient experimental materials are not actually that dangerous, but there is one thing, that is, witches are transformed from humans, and their body structure is more than 99% similar to that of humans.

For this reason, before they start developing medicine or try to tap into certain abilities within themselves, they often experiment on civilians first. The purpose is to avoid causing irreversible damage to themselves if the experiment fails.

When witches are in a "homebody" state, they are indeed not that dangerous.

But once the experimental "materials" they have stored are used up, it will be time for the evil spirits to be released. This is indeed the case, which is why humans hate witches so much.

A shrill howl came from the small wooden house in the valley. After a while, the screams gradually became weaker and weaker.

Inside the valley is a towering mountain. Halfway up the mountain, between two rushing waterfalls, there is a castle.

Perhaps because it has been around for so many years, the castle seems to have almost blended perfectly with the mountains behind it, as if it were actually part of the mountains.

In the pool just below the castle, the waterfall stirs up large white splashes of water. In the relatively calm clear water on the shore, bursts of mist rise. The water flowing down the waterfall is not cold, it is actually a natural hot spring.

A dozen naked witches were soaking comfortably in the hot spring.

Although most witches like to stay at home, it doesn't mean they don't like cleanliness. Besides, there are natural hot springs here, and it is very nice to soak in them to relax.

Gululu...

A little girl with short gray hair was immersed in warm water. A dozen witches around her would turn their eyes to her from time to time, keeping an eye on her in case anything unexpected happened to the little girl.

The little girl is a fourth-stage white witch. She broke common sense and awakened her ability to predict the future in the fourth stage.

Rather than inferring the future through words or foreshadowing, she can directly see the future and show it.

Of course, this powerful ability has a weakness, which is that it cannot predict people who are too powerful.

Because of this, this little white witch is the favorite of most black witches. Who doesn't have danger at any time? If the little girl foresees the danger, it can save the lives of these witches.

"Amy, if you keep soaking like this you'll pass out." A plump witch said as she gently picked up the little girl from the hot spring.

"The future..." The voice that came out of the little girl's mouth sounded a little dull and stupid.

The moment they heard her words, the dozen or so witches around them all looked at her, and even the queen who was holding her up suddenly became serious.

"Amy, what did you see?"

The royal sister gently held the little girl's back. Predicting the future is not an ability without risks. The little girl sometimes goes into shock during the process of predicting the future.

After a while, the dull expression on the little girl's face gradually faded away, and she slowly stretched out her finger and gently tapped the water surface.

As she moved, circles of ripples slowly spread out, and in the water, a clear picture gradually emerged.

"These old men are... witch hunters?"

"They look a bit alike, so let's just assume they are the same."

"Have all the witch hunters of the Holy Healing Church died out? They actually sent these old, weak and sick ones to our south." Several witches were talking about this. Just as they finished speaking, a black witch with white hair suddenly stood up from the water.

"Witch...grave." The old witch, whose body was covered with scars, couldn't stop trembling at the corners of her mouth, and a look of fear revealed in her eyes.

At the junction of the Central Plains and the south is a vast plain. Due to the limitations of financial resources and various types of resources, no decent border defense line has been established here. All that can be seen is a pitch-black plain, exuding an atmosphere of desolation and death.

On this plain, there is a lonely dead tree.

The breeze blew gently, and the corpses of the witches hanging on the trees began to sway slowly, as if they were ghosts struggling helplessly in the wind, exuding a slightly eerie feeling.

And on the tree trunk, there were three male bodies nailed to it. They were all witch hunters who had sneaked into the south.

This dead tree is the border marker. Once you pass this place, you will enter the territory of witches. The Central Plains and the West are the territory of the Holy Healing Church. The northern border, which is so cold that people can freeze to death, is governed by the King of the North. The east is the territory of tribes and indigenous people, and the south is the kingdom of witches.

The entire Dark Crow Continent is divided into three major parts: the Central Plains and the West are one part, the North is one part, and the East and South are one large part.

There are many barbarian tribes living in the eastern region. There is no ruler who can command all parties, and various conflicts often break out between the tribes.

Those relatively weak tribes often wander around because of reasons such as failure in fighting.

The climate conditions in the north are too cold. For the savages in the east who live a relatively primitive life, it is simply a forbidden zone for life, so they will never go to the north.

As a result, the southern part bordering the east will be in big trouble.

The south is home to witches, and the disorder within it is beyond imagination.

Although the Moi family does have a high status in the south, due to the witches' always unruly nature, it is impossible for the Moi family to bring all the witches under their control.

From this point, we can see how chaotic the southern region is.

The east and south are adjacent to each other, and the environmental conditions in the two places are very similar, which makes it possible for the primitive tribes in the east to flow into the south.

Of course, the witches accept everyone who comes. They will not easily set foot in the East, but they will not refuse experimental materials that are delivered to their doorstep.

If the Witch Kingdom in the south and the Holy Healing Church are in a state of mutual restraint, and neither side will rashly send a large army to provoke a large-scale war, then the witches and the primitive natives in the east are in a perennial war relationship.

The number of witches who died at the hands of primitive tribes is definitely greater than the number of witches who died at the hands of witch hunters. This is mainly caused by factors such as the regional environment.

As for wanting to unite the eastern tribes to fight against the witch, that is simply an impossible task.

Especially after Moynola took measures to disperse the witches, the primitive tribes from the east poured into the south at an extremely fast speed, and their numbers increased rapidly.

The people of these primitive tribes don’t care whether this is the so-called witch country. As long as they think a place is suitable for them to live in, they will immediately occupy a piece of land and start developing it.

It may seem like the witch country of the south is being invaded, but that is not the case.

Moinola's real intention was to let the witches invade the eastern region and develop the rich untapped resources in the east.

This is the reason why the development of the south has accelerated in recent years.

In the carriage, Su Xiao looked at the natives in front of him with puzzled eyes. The group had just entered the south and did not encounter any witches. Unexpectedly, they were stopped by several shirtless savages with colorful graffiti all over their bodies.

Looking at the postures of those natives, it is clear that they want to rob people on the road.

Of course, it seems possible to enjoy them as lunch.

"Carmen, who are these natives?"

Su Xiao did not get off the car, but just opened the door.

"I'm not sure. It seems that the changes in the south are quite significant. How about capturing a few people and interrogating them?" Carmen said with a frown.

"It feels like a waste of time." Su Xiao shook his head and responded.

"That's right. Look at their expressions. It seems they are planning to take us as lunch. In that case, just kill us. Blood Bear, don't sleep. Some savages in the tribe said you look like a donkey." Carmen raised her voice deliberately.

"Bullshit! You don't understand the language of those savages, so you're talking nonsense!" Blood Bear Joseph suddenly woke up from his confusion and retorted angrily.

While several people were arguing, Pop Gar simply raised his finger and a flaming arrow appeared in front of his finger.

These flaming arrows flew towards the two tribal savages who were rushing forward. The moment they were hit by the arrows, their heads exploded and their bodies fell to the ground.

Seeing such a horrifying scene, the other savages dared not stay and turned around and fled desperately.

"These savages...are they so spineless now? If it were a dozen years ago, they would have rushed over with a roar."

Blood Bear grinned. It was hard to imagine that he was a respected saint senator.

"Kill them all to avoid any other trouble." Carmen was obviously not a good person when he was young. The principle he always adhered to was to either not kill at all and pretend to be a good person, or to kill them all without leaving any alive.

The muscles on the blood bear's arms bulged as he picked up a few stones from the ground. After a few sharp sounds of breaking wind, the savages who had run away fell to the ground.

Melody, who witnessed the whole scene, couldn't help but shrink her head. She had heard before about how cruel the methods of the previous generation of witch hunters were, but she never thought that one day she would form a team with these witch hunters. It was really unpredictable.

After dealing with the barbarians who had blocked the road and robbed the tribe, the two carriages continued to move forward, heading deeper into the southern territory. (End of this chapter)