Shameless Warlock

Xu Nan was taken aback for a moment, and it took a while to recognize the uncle.

He had attended Romang's tea party before, and he was a powerful bard!

Facing the elder's criticism, Xu Nan couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

After all, he was born half-baked, and the level of bards is really not flattering, and it is inevitable that he can sing a little worse.

But Xu Nan is still very willing to make progress.

He bowed his head respectfully and earnestly asked:

"So, how do you think it can be injected into the soul?"

The bard named Oconda said sternly:

"Don't you have your own specialized instrument?"

Xu Nan said in embarrassment: "I barely know a little piano, mainly relying on a cappella..."

Okonda was taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise:

"Are there still bards who insist on singing a cappella now? Could it be that you are a poet of the Little Bird School?"

Xu Nan nodded. He wanted to explain that he was not a bard at all, let alone a bird...

As a result, the other party has already said to himself:

"If you are a colleague of the Little Bird School, it is not incomprehensible. After all, your ancestors are very close to the Druids, and a large part of your skills are repeated with the Druids. Even the song movement In this regard, it is also the wild and rough mountain songs. I heard that some poets of the Little Bird School, in order to imitate the voices of the animals in the mountains, will learn a few transfiguration techniques in order to communicate with the animals in depth... By the way, do you know Transfiguration?"

Xu Nan nodded while trying to get the topic back:

"I do know several transformation techniques..."

"How many kinds? Do you have several more?"

The curiosity in Okangda's eyes grew stronger: "How do you usually practice?"

"I heard that among the skills mastered by the little bird poets, the most outstanding is the wild bear singing!"

"It's a pity that I haven't been able to listen to it all the time... Ah! I know, the way you sang just now is the bear style, right? At first I thought it was so ugly, but the more I listened, the more I felt something was wrong. Since Mr. Romans invited me to sing The poet who sent the Divine Comedy must not be that simple..."

His voice is actually quite loud.

After this wave of commentary, except for a few big bosses who knew everything about Xu Nan, everyone else showed signs of sudden realization.

"It turned out to be a wild bear style of singing. No wonder it is so close to nature. Although it sounds ugly, it probably fits the artistic conception of "Sending the Divine Comedy"!"

"I just said, how could Mr. Romang invite ordinary people to overwhelm the scene in such a big scene? We can't hear it, it's just that our appreciation level is not up to the mark!"

"Don't look at people's low level, but it's a very rare bird descendant, we just need to applaud quietly!"

Someone said so.

The rest nodded in agreement.

In the next second, there was thunderous applause on the hills and lake, and the clear water in the lake was shocked.

And Xu Nan's embarrassing heart.

Xu Nan stood in the center, facing everyone's admiring eyes, seeing the "-1" popping up on their heads from time to time, feeling extremely speechless.

I'm really just a part-time singer who can't sing very well.

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense..."

This kind of denial went in and out of Xu Nan's throat three times in a row, but he couldn't say it in the end——

The bosses have already said so, and now he says no, isn't he slapping them in the face?

He could only smile "modestly" and pretend nothing happened.

Mr. Okonda made up a lot of things on his own, before he suddenly remembered the original topic:

"Since you're not good at musical instruments, let me do it."

"Let me think about which musical instrument is most suitable for conveying the temperament of the Divine Comedy..."

"Ha! Got it!"

Xu Nan looked over curiously, but saw that Mr. Okonda took out an extremely domineering musical instrument from nowhere!

As soon as the musical instrument came out, it attracted the attention of everyone in the audience——

In fact, it was because Luo Mang and An Lun both went to fight in the time ring, and the big bosses watching could only wait on the spot, which was very boring.

They also cannot do other things.

Anyway, it's the battle of slaughtering the gods, so you can't take some melon seeds and have another deck of cards, right?

It's not good to be that much, and it's too disrespectful to An Lun!

So they can only listen to Xu Nan's embarrassing singing.

Okonda jumped out anxiously, probably bored.

"What kind of instrument is this..."

"It feels so domineering."

"There is a natural sense of coquettishness, but also faintly has the temperament of a king. The combination of these two qualities is really strange."

Everyone was extremely curious and bowed their heads to exchange opinions.

Okonda polished his instrument triumphantly, and he tried the sound a little.

And when that unique tone resounded between the empty mountain and the lake, everyone felt their backs tense!

That high-pitched and passionate voice is really penetrating!

"It's okay." Okonda tried it, with a satisfied expression on his face.

He looked at Xu Nan, a little surprised and said:

"Looking at your expression, you seem to know this musical instrument?"

Xu Nan nodded silently.

Of course he knows...

"This is suona!"

Xu Nan said.

"It is indeed..." Okonda showed a look of surprise and approval: "As expected of the successor of the Little Bird School, he is indeed well-informed."

"I cheated this from an old friend a few years ago!"

"That's a guy with a very strange personality, but he's a nice guy, and he's a guy who can depend on his life."

"He is also a bard, and he specializes in musical instruments, just this kind of suona!"

After hearing this, the others silently raised their evaluation of the successor of the Little Bird School again.

Xu Nan had another headache and toothache.

However, what Okangda said aroused Xu Nan's memories.

Before joining Qianmang Club, he had met the old artists of the art troupe. It is said that they also went to other worlds to complete tasks and made great contributions to the country and the earth!

Among those seniors, there is a good suona player.

Could it be him who Okonda was talking about?

But that senior doesn't seem to be a legend.

When you return to the Southern Continent, you can inquire about it.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Xu Nan began to seriously consider Mr. Okangda's proposal.

Thinking about it carefully, it is quite appropriate to inject the soul with the accompaniment of the suona, and then cooperate with the delivery of the Divine Comedy.

Sending the Divine Comedy Sending the Divine Comedy, isn't it just a final song for the gods?

Just use suona to send An Lun away happily!

Xu Nan made a decision in her heart!

"Come on! Let's try to cooperate first."

Xu Nan officially invited Okangda.

Okonda happily blew the suona.

Xu Nan also cooperated with his playing, singing indulgently!

This time, every sound of his was full of emotion!

His mind was full of sad and strange scenes of poor little Anlun lying in a crystal coffin and being buried bit by bit in the green soil...

He wants to inject his emotions!

"Be sad! Be sad!"

"How about creating a scene of little Anlun selling matches..."

Xu Nan sang while thinking wildly.

Unconsciously.

The blood on the foreheads of the legendary bosses around him has begun to undergo a qualitative change——

"-16", "-28", "-69"...

Some people have already started silently throwing the sound insulation technique.

Others evacuated secretly.

As for those standing still, they are the real bosses.

Thick blood, resistant to beating.

Twenty minutes later.

"Oh, why am I out of blood?"

Someone exclaimed, staggered, and fell into the lake.

...

In the ring of time.

Anlun's universe continued to spread, and she kept trying to intimidate, threaten, bribe, and beseech Romang with words and visions.

Luo Mang was in a universe full of Anlun, his expression remained unchanged.

His whole body seemed to stiffen.

An Lun felt a little more at ease.

She thought Romang was stumped by her supreme spell!

In any case, it is also a supreme spell at the level of a quasi-lord god. If it weren't for Romang, other legends would have been reduced to An Lun's puppets long ago!

In An Lun's universe, everyone is An Lun, but An Lun himself can only be An Lun!

This is the dominance of the supreme spell.

Even if An Lun's universe penetrates Romang's body a bit slowly because of being the Supreme Being, it doesn't matter. As long as the threat is substantial.

All she had to do was keep Romans in trouble.

Because, from beginning to end, An Lun was sober.

All she needs to do is to survive.

The God Slayer has a huge momentum and many backups.

But she, An Lun, was not fighting alone.

"Ferlando..."

"I hope you remember your promise."

A gleam flashed in her eyes.

This time, it was Ferrando's acquiescing instruction, otherwise she would not be eligible to get the legendary prophecy of the Ice Seat.

It's a pity that Stephen Sand's arrangement is better.

Ice Block predicted that there must be something wrong.

An Lun thought about it a lot.

She has a lot of things to say to Ferlando, and these words are believed to have an impact on the strategy of the Celestial Kingdom in the multiverse.

So, she wants to go back alive.

I believe that Ferrando also understands this.

So, she just needs to not die.

Ferlando will definitely come.

An Lun firmly believed.

...

In the time ring, time is meaningless.

An Lun continued to adopt the infiltration strategy very patiently, and at the same time used words to confuse Luo Mang's mind.

But Luo Mang remained indifferent like a stone statue.

At a certain moment, An Lun's consciousness was suddenly electrocuted.

Fear, anxiety, panic...

A similar emotion was conveyed to her divinity.

next second.

The Allen of the universe is screaming—

"What are you doing!?"

"You, you... how could you...wax it!"

"You're infected, you're infected!"

"Impossible! Impossible, how can a person who has been waxed into such a person still maintain his sanity..."

The center of Anlun's universe.

Luo Mang, who was as immobile as a mountain, smiled lightly.

Unknowingly since when, his complexion has been transformed unconsciously.

From a normal flesh-toned pale complexion, it turned into a frighteningly deep sallow color!

He stood there, smiling kindly, motionless.

But in An Lun's eyes, this is even scarier than the devil!

An Lun's universe quickly collapsed!

She cannot be infected!

But Romang seemed unwilling to give her this chance.

"The tricks of the wax world still have some use."

He smiled lightly, his handsome and gentle face, for some reason, became a little strange.

He finally moves.

He grabbed An Lun's godhead.

In this ethereal and boundless universe of An Lun, he immediately found An Lun's real location.

An Lun sent out crazy spells and supreme spells!

But it's scary.

These spells fell on Romang and lost all their effects.

His sallow skin seemed to be able to absorb all the arcane energy, no matter which faction of spell An Lun used, it would be absorbed calmly!

Under An Lun's desperate eyes.

That sallow hand was just holding onto the godhead engraved with the laws of the gods!

"No!"

"Please, don't kill me!"

"I can go to the dark side battlefield, I can resist the wax world invasion, I can really..."

Snapped!

Romang smashed the godhead expressionlessly.

The divine fire scattered, and he could hear the mourning of countless creatures.

The angels ran around in panic in the kingdom of God.

Churches in the Old World were already surrounded by faithful believers.

Spell wizards felt severe pain in their hearts.

The orderly magic net also showed signs of loosening.

Crash!

An Lun's godhead was shattered all over the place, and Luo Mang held all these pieces in the palm of his hand.

Her soul collapsed in an instant, turning into countless remnants, and Zhang Huang ran around.

Luo Mang let out a heck, reaching out his hand to grab those remnants.

Who knew that at this moment, a huge hand flashed by, and it actually grabbed all of An Lun's remnants in the palm of his hand!

Romans frowned in a rare way.

It was a man wearing huge shackles and armor. He was carrying three large swords of the same height. He was standing there, even if he was doing nothing, he was still breathing coldly!

"I remember that the monarch of the dead world never asks about the affairs of the main material world." The sallow color on Luo Mang's face continued to fade.

Eventually it returned to normal.

"I owe Ferlando a favor."

The other party's voice was cold and dull, as if he was not very good at speaking:

"The dead are under my control."

Romang was silent for a moment, and finally nodded with difficulty.

"Thank you."

The dead monarch said: "She has lost her godhead, even if the remnant spirit is still there, she will not be able to pose a threat to you."

"In order to ensure her absolute safety, I will seal her in [Amber of the Beginning]..."

Romang sneered and said, "I promise you."

"Never hit her again."

"You don't need to waste a piece of primordial amber!"

The dead monarch slowly shook his head:

"As entrusted by others, it is a matter of loyalty."

After all, a piece of crystal clear amber appeared in one of his big hands.

An Lun's remnant spirit was absorbed into the amber bit by bit.

"I don't have to die... woo woo woo..."

"Ferrando, I hate it... you actually used this method to save me..."

"Wooooow, my godhead..."

She looked at Romang with great resentment.

The last Anlun remnant spirit that was about to enter the amber of the beginning suddenly cursed sharply:

"You will definitely become an eternal wax figure!"

"must!"

Luo Mang ignored her, but silently removed the time ring.

next second.

A coquettish and domineering music came over.

There is also the performance of Xu Nan's hoarse Beast singing.

In the amber of the beginning, all the remnant spirits began to dance with blood on their heads——

"-169!"

"-223!"

"-328!"

...

【You completely killed the goddess of magic, An Lun! 】

[Congratulations, you have obtained the achievement - God Slayer! 】

Such words floated in front of Xu Nan's eyes.

But he didn't pay attention at all.

He just wants to sing.

...

(Later today, mainly moving, and then thinking about how to happily send Xiao Anlun away)