Shameless Warlock

As if sensing the horror in Fantsen's heart, the legendary powerhouse glanced this way.

Fantsen's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to move. At the same time, his heart was in his throat.

He was afraid that the traces of the other three would be discovered.

But soon, Fantsen realized that his worries at this time were unnecessary.

The legendary powerhouse coughed twice:

"It seems that the gem of true knowledge that I managed to steal has had some effect."

"Sure enough, there are other forces nearby."

As soon as this remark came out, Fantsen knew that there was no need for him to hide.

Although the opponent's occupation has not yet been judged, Fantsen knows that legendary powerhouses have level suppression on stalkers like himself, and stealth skills can hardly make up for this, unless the opponent is not paying attention.

But now, the other party obviously found them.

At this critical juncture, the leader of the Wolf man still showed a certain courage.

He directly revealed his figure, did not hold a weapon in his hand, but talked with the man in a gentle tone:

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

Fantsen also heard what the legend said just now.

He quickly analyzed that the surveillance blind spot nearby was most likely created by this legendary powerhouse.

And what the other party said just now also proved this point!

"He may have to ask us for help!"

"But the risk is too great. That damned humiliating tyrant can even capture legends as captives. There are gems of truth everywhere in this terrifying dungeon. Who knows how many legends are tied up..."

"It's harder to fight here than Ice Saw Valley!"

"The humiliating tyrant is probably on the same level as Sanger!"

Fantsen was nervous and apprehensive, afraid that the legend would ask him to take him away, because if he refused, the other party might call the guards. At that time, his stealth would completely fail!

Like those devils, they may be reduced to dishonoring the tyrant himself or his minions!

Thinking of this, Fantsen, who has always been bold and cautious, couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Don't worry, I wanted to ask the outside world for help, but I didn't expect to meet a small shrimp like you."

The legendary strong man smiled calmly. At this moment, Fantsen noticed that there was a broken flute hidden in his sleeve.

Coupled with the other party's elegant and calm temperament, he judged the other party's occupation almost instantly!

"Legendary poet!"

Fantsen gasped again.

The profession of bard is the most typical late stage of all professions, and it is not even inferior to mages!

The legendary bard is definitely not something that ordinary people can catch.

What's more, he noticed that the other party's musical instrument was broken. For a bard who regards the musical instrument as his own life, what kind of tragic battle has happened to allow him to face this situation calmly...

For a while, Fantsen made up a lot of things in his mind.

His hands trembled involuntarily, and he felt the cold air all around rushing towards him.

The faces of the rest of the people were also not good-looking.

"However, this is also in line with the arrogant and arrogant behavior of that tyrant. He has never cared much about guys below the legend level. Instead, this has become an opportunity for you to sneak in by mistake."

"But..."

He said meaningfully:

"It's not necessarily a good thing."

"Let's leave now!"

Without further ado, Fantsen made a decision.

"You know, I can call the guards right away."

The poet coughed twice: "For me, it's no loss, after all, he won't kill me easily before he toys with me to the point of disability."

"As for you..."

He looked at everyone with eyes full of malice.

The leader of the jackals was so regretful that his intestines were green!

If I had known earlier, I would not have come to investigate the dungeon, and just ran away.

Fortunately, he knew that since the legend had said so, he must have asked for something.

He is also a person with a clear mind, and he said bravely:

"If you have any requirements, just ask."

"We will definitely do our best."

"Please spare me and my brothers, we are just a tribe passing by, and we found a city here, a little curious..."

His words were quickly interrupted by the legendary poet.

"A passing tribe? Is your tribe a mix of gnolls and drows? It's really interesting."

As soon as this remark came out, Fantsen knew that the other party was also a difficult character, so he could only remain silent at the moment.

"I'm beyond help."

The poet suddenly showed his wrist to everyone.

On it, Fantsen saw a strange symbol!

That symbol seems to be composed of countless distorted pupils superimposed, just looking at it will trigger the instinctive fear in the heart!

"This is..." Fantsen turned his head away, not daring to look again!

He already had guesses in his mind.

"It's the brand of humiliating tyrants."

"I'm already his plaything."

The poet laughed at himself: "It's also because I am too curious. I always think that the legendary humiliating tyrant is just a vain name, but I fell into his hands..."

"During these days, I have experienced unimaginable pain."

"I don't have much hope for you, but I only want you to do one thing for me!"

"That is, after listening to my story, then spread my story throughout the Underdark!"

"Tell all the residents of the dungeon what happened to me and how I humiliated the tyrant!"

"Then you..."

"Run for your life!"

Fantsen showed a little puzzled expression.

It's not that the poet's request is too harsh, but on the contrary, the request is too simple!

"I'm a poet, and I've spent my life singing and telling about people."

"This time, I hope someone will record my story."

"I hope to alert the world, what a terrible guy to humiliate a tyrant..."

His tone was calm from the beginning to the end, but he could hear the back of Fantsen and another Wolf man scout.

"How about it?"

The poet stared at Fantsen, then at the others:

"Should I call the guard, or..."

"Listen to the story?"

Fantsen naturally had no choice but to bite the bullet and choose the latter.

Although it seemed that the legendary poet had been crippled, he still wasn't sure to kill him before he called the guards.

Therefore, he could only try his best to respond to this seemingly neurotic poet.

...

The bard calls himself Kang.

He is a 26th-level bard, and he is not a native of the Underdark, but from the Old World.

When he was looking for his mother's life experience, he came to the dark region and heard the deeds of humiliating the tyrant by mistake.

As a bard interested in news and anecdotes, he instinctively wanted to find out more.

He concealed his identity and infiltrated the Unknown City, recording the life of the people in the Unknown City and the humiliating tyrant.

He was going to write these things and print them into a book, deciphering the bloody life of this terrible lord.

Just when he was about to retire, the humiliating tyrant found him.

After a fight between the two sides, the humiliating tyrant easily defeated him and put him in a dungeon.

In the dungeon, Kang knew that everything was just a hoax!

From the first minute he entered the Unknown City, all his whereabouts were already under the control of the humiliating tyrant.

His life in the unknown city is completely under the control of the humiliating tyrant.

Because he is strong enough, he is qualified to be a plaything for humiliating tyrants.

As for how he played it, Kang didn't mention it in detail, but Fantsen thought of many, many things from the scar on the corner of his mouth and the position of lying on his side covering his buttocks...

Kang's narration was steady and slow, as if he was talking about an insignificant travelogue.

He explained in detail everyone and everything he met.

These seemingly ordinary and warm details of life actually contain malice designed to humiliate the tyrant.

And when everything was revealed and the truth came out, he almost collapsed——

The girl next door who almost made him feel like first love was actually a succubus who was tired of humiliating the tyrant;

The middle-aged man who often drinks and chats with him is actually a murderous demon;

And the idealistic boy with a firm brilliance in his eyes who took the initiative to find him and told him that there was an uprising against the rule of the humiliating tyrant was actually the humiliating tyrant himself.

All of this is a script designed by the humiliating tyrant himself.

Kang has experienced ups and downs, and suffered from physical and mental torture.

Only then was he thrown into the dungeon, and had a moment to breathe.

This is also due to the fact that the humiliating tyrant is said to have found a new plaything.

"This is a real monster."

"If it wasn't for you not having any devilish aura, I would have thought you were also arranged by him."

The poet Kang sneered:

"However, I have lost the most basic judgment."

"If you are indeed sent by him to continue playing with me, there is no need to pretend."

Fantsen and the rest looked at each other.

The legs of another Gnoll scout were already trembling involuntarily.

The poet's narration seems to have a natural magic, giving people a feeling of personal experience.

For these underground aboriginals, death has never been the most terrifying thing!

Sometimes, it is a blessing to die more quickly.

In the dungeon, there are not no violent lords, and it is commonplace to kill people at every turn.

But something like humiliating a tyrant is simply unheard of!

Fantsen woke up suddenly:

"Of course we're not."

He touched his back, the mane was covered with sweat!

"Is that so? I hope that you really just got in by luck, not by someone deliberately."

Having said that, the poet actually laughed idiotically.

His laughter grew louder.

Fantsen forcibly calmed down, gave the rest of the people a wink, and signaled to retreat!

"do you know?"

When he retreated to the door of the dungeon, the poet suddenly said loudly:

"My biggest dream is actually to be an actor!"

"It's a pity that there is no chance."

"Please, make sure to bring my story to others."

"Otherwise, I will use my last strength to curse you, to curse you to become a member of the Dungeon of the Unknown City one day..."

His voice became more and more crazy, and it had already attracted the sound of footsteps from the other side of the dungeon!

Fantsen didn't care about hiding, and ran away without saying a word!

When a group of people arrived at the warehouse, they met other people who were equally terrified.

"Walk!"

For this screaming sentry post, Fantsen didn't want to stay for a moment.

As a result, when fleeing from the screaming sentry, a guard suddenly noticed something and rushed over!

Fantsen had a big boy in his heart. He was just about to do something, but at this moment, a small voice sounded beside his ear:

"You go."

"My queen."

"Brother Queer, I owe you my life. If you come back alive this time, you will buy me a drink."

After all, without other people's argument, Bai Zhuoer canceled the stealth and directly attracted the attention of the guards!

The rest gritted their teeth and moved faster.

To be honest, this kind of sacrificing oneself and taking the initiative to end one's future is relatively rare in the relatively cruel and selfish dark world.

Bazhuoer can do this step, which proves that his relationship with Queer is really deep!

"You must come back alive."

When Fantsen and his party fled to a pass outside the sentry post, there was a sudden scream from behind.

They turned away.

I just saw the scene where the white-skinned drow was cut in half!

"Walk!"

With a pain in his heart, Fantsen shouted decisively.

The rest left with sad faces.

The guards didn't find their tracks, so they didn't catch up.

Outside the screaming sentry, calm was restored.

Only the guards quietly completed the defense change, and the inspection and prevention of the periphery became more stringent.

As for anti-stealth gems of true knowledge, they are all over the place for free.

...

An hour later, Unknown City.

Xu Nan entertained Okangda and his companions at the newly opened crayfish restaurant.

The legendary poet and his companions arrived in Unknown City as guests yesterday, and they fell in love with the city as soon as they arrived. While chatting with Okangda, Xu Nan accidentally learned that the guy's biggest dream was to become an actor.

So he thought about it, changed part of the intimidation plan, and let the bard Okanda speak out in person.

With the support of the copywriting efficiently completed by the administrator of the Gray Tower, Okonda came to perform this one-man show.

Its purpose is to imprint an indelible shadow on the hearts of Fantsen and another scout!

Before telling the story, the symbol that Okonda showed them was actually picked by Xu Nan from the throne of fear in Song Xiaocheng.

The Throne of Fear gathers all the mysteries of fear in the multiverse. Xu Nan thought that if he stole a little, the effect would definitely be good.

It turned out that his guess was very correct.

The performance of Fantsen and others simply exceeded expectations.

Xu Nan also made arrangements for the rest of the scouts waiting in the warehouse.

I believe that after going back this time, these gnolls and drow will never forget this "nearly dangerous" sneak trip.

And the story of humiliating the tyrant will officially be legendary in the Underdark!

[Superspirit Fear: Level 2 35%]

This number is still increasing rapidly!

"It works well."

Xu Nan was very satisfied.

At this time, Okonda, who was sitting opposite and enjoying the devil's meat, suddenly asked:

"Is this really okay?"

"Is my acting really all right?"

"After all, they haven't seen the so-called [humiliating tyrant] himself from the beginning to the end."

...