Dealing with the absent Merlin was secondary; dealing with the present Cersei was crucial.
Somehow, this was the first civil war among the three Imperial Capital's territories!
"I'm looking forward to it," Cersei said with a smile, "don't die."
An Su shook the sleeping Luo Xiaohei awake, hung him over his shoulder, pushed open the door of the church, and, facing the cool moonlight, walked out.
In the southern chapel, a raging sea of flames had risen, licking the sky.
At the entrance of the church, rows of high-tier Alchemic Demon Seeds were placed, all of which An Su and Luo Xiaohei had pilfered from the last Druid's room — from Magic Bean Pods to Twisted Vines, everything that should be there was, and these materials were of quite high quality; the beings Merlin had created were also stitched together from high-tier materials.
