Shameless Warlock

[Jules, the former chief of Stephen Sang, the mysterious supreme mage, was bewitched by the **** of blood, after miraculously survived, his strength greatly increased...]

This information flashed through An Lun's mind quickly.

Her eyes were full of vigilance, and there was even a faint trace of fear!

This is different from what is said in the "Ice Sign Prophecy"!

She did not expect that Jules, who had been gone for a long time, would appear at this time, not to mention that he would appear here!

"Didn't he already go to that place?"

"Yes, that stone box is the entrance to that place."

"Stone of Destiny is indeed hidden there..."

An Lun gritted his teeth, and a word emerged in his mind——

Dark side battlefield!

She became more panicked.

She was not afraid of Jules. After all, everyone was of supreme strength. Even if they were really calculated, An Lun would not be afraid of Jules alone.

What she fears is what may be infected with Jules.

The dark side battlefield, even in the kingdom of heaven, is the top secret, and only a few gods know its existence.

It is a terrifying land relying on the dark side universe.

That is the scariest battlefield in the world!

Even the **** battlefield of demons and demons on the Scarlet Plains that lasted for 10,000 years was much inferior to the dark side battlefield.

The two are not a level concept at all, and the former does not even have the qualifications for comparison.

After all, those who can mix in the dark side battlefield are the most outstanding powerhouses in the history of the multiverse.

For example, Jules.

"How could he have returned from the Darkside Battlefield? Could it be that the time has advanced?"

"This……"

For a while, An Lun was upset.

But she hesitated for only half a second before making a decision--

run!

How far you can run!

Since Jules can come back from the dark side battlefield, that means that other people can also come back from the dark side battlefield!

In that list of possible return, there are many people who An Lunguang is afraid of thinking about it.

After all, in the old age, those who were able to participate in the dark side battlefield were the most outstanding talents of the time.

The reason why An Lun can safely be her magic goddess is actually because she is not good enough.

She is not qualified to enter the dark side battlefield.

Of course, she didn't want to enter the dark side battlefield at all.

Although, that is also a way of salvation.

It's just that, for thousands of years, the idea of ​​the heavenly kingdom is different from that of other people in the multiverse. In fact, their policies have indeed worked.

This is why the general world can maintain a minimum of stability.

But no one knows how long this will last.

Or, how long can the multiverse be involved if it weren't for those strong men in the dark side battlefield.

"My thinking is disturbed."

"Thinking too much, this is not a normal me."

An Lun was vigilant.

She did not reflect on it, but slipped away without saying anything!

This is Stephen Sang, without her magic net, but it doesn't matter, she is also the top magician.

Almost in the blink of an eye, her figure disappeared from the Harsay Palace, and then appeared in the sky above the Old World.

"Ok?"

"He didn't stop me?"

"Are you not sure?"

An Lun was somewhat surprised to find that his escape was not blocked.

The Great Master Jules didn't even have any interest in acting, so he let him go.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's safe for now."

This is the Old World.

The Old World is the territory of the magic goddess An Lun!

The magicians here all believe in An Lun, because she personally weaves a magic net that covers every corner of the Old World!

The convenience of the magic net made the wizards of the old continent depend heavily on An Lun.

The wizards here are different from those of the North and South continents. They are typical "spell casters".

They rely on their mental power and their own authority in the magic net, remembering the existing spell models in the magic net, and can cast spells more conveniently and safely.

It can be said that the masters of the Old World have much lower qualification requirements.

And under the protection of the magic net, whether it is meditation, or the risk of casting spells are much lower.

The disadvantage is that the spell caster needs to pass the memory spell to ensure the release of the magic, and after the spell is released, the memory in the brain will disappear. If you want to cast the spell again, you must remember it again.

Some people joked that the caster of the spell slot was An Lun's puppet, but it was not all extreme terms.

But no matter what, the casters here are very religious in An Lun's faith.

As a god, in the home court with believers, you naturally have an advantage; as a spellcaster, of course, she can also display 200% of her strength in the magic net that she has woven.

When necessary, she can even extract the magic power of all spell slots casters in the entire Old Continent to maintain the magic net's casting needs!

As long as she wants, she can cast twenty supreme spells in an instant!

This is a terrifying blow to any enemy.

"I remember that I had stored a few supreme-level spells before, so I can throw them away for temptation."

An Lun thought so.

Although he retreated to the Old World, An Lun never let go of Stephen Sang and Stone Scroll.

She is not reconciled!

The failure of the Great Master Jules made her even more suspicious.

"Could it be a blindfold?"

An Lun was a little surprised.

If it is really blindfolding, then this time it is really shameful.

Thinking about it, she didn't seem to have ever fought each other before, she was just shocked by the waxy yellow markings!

Of course, there is also the world in that stone box.

The whole waxed world she saw!

Although the breath is very lifelike and the picture is terrifying, it may not be fake.

"If it's really the breath of the wax world, I wouldn't be so slow to react..."

The more An Lun thought about it, the more he felt deceived.

"It must be a trick released by Barbera."

Barbera is a spellcaster of the prophecy system, and it is normal to have some deceptive methods.

"No, you have to go and have a look!"

An Lun gritted his teeth and prepared to mobilize the power of the magic net to carry out a long-range attack on Stephen Sang!

"It's all here..."

"I'm too sorry for not fighting."

"Furthermore, this situation is different from the prophecy of the Ice Constellation, it must be false!"

The next second, her expression froze there suddenly.

"Magic Net..."

"My magic net!"

At that moment, an unprecedented fear came to my heart.

She saw that in every corner of the Old World, or under the mountains and lakes, or in the dark and dense forests, or in the depths of underground caves...

There are a total of seventeen secret nodes of the magic net, and one by one, one after another, annoyed and frightened, appeared!

Every figure represents a legendary mage!

Stephen Sang Baye, the remaining wizards of the Legendary Council, are all here!

They each held a bizarre silver-gray gemstone, and they were muttering words.

Under the interference of this mysterious ritual, she lost contact with the magic net for a short time!

"They want to..."

An Lun looked in a trance.

When she watched the handsome young man walking towards her, she suddenly woke up.

A figure surrounds her far or near.

She saw this scene when she was still a mortal.

At that time, she was one of these figures.

At that time, she was very high-spirited and had many like-minded partners around her.

That was the era when gunpowder was everywhere, that was the era when God of Law shining in the universe.

At that time, she was only a 26-level legendary mage, but now, her level has quietly broken through the supreme.

It's just that compared with then, her identity has fallen all the way.

There was no one beside her.

She knew that this scene was called to mortals--

Tushen.

...

Ten minutes ago.

Xu Nan was lying in a chair very leisurely, listening to Li Oumeng talking about some mysterious and mysterious things, and suddenly, Teacher Luo Mang appeared.

The first sentence of his head was a little bit dumb:

"I heard you sing pretty well?"

Xu Nan pondered for a moment and nodded:

"It should be fine."

In any case, he is also a man with the skills of a bard!

Singing should not be too bad!

As a result, Luo Mang changed hands and threw a copy of "Send the Divine Comedy" over, to signal Xu Nan to digest and study.

Then he will be pulled away.

Had it not been for Li Oumeng's painful face to let Luo Mang explain the ins and outs, Xu Nan would be taken away confused again.

"Huh? Don't you know?"

Luo Mang looked surprised: "It shouldn't be, I'm not going to have a wedding soon!"

Xu Nan: "???"

What does your wedding have to do with me singing? Besides, why didn't I have your wedding soon!

and many more……

Is it possible that you want me to sing a "Send the Divine Comedy" to you at the wedding?

But Xu Nan glanced at the content of this song, no matter how layman he is, he can see that this song is really sad!

Just when Xu Nan wondered if Luo Mang had taken the wrong book, Luo Mang explained with a smile:

"Before getting married, I want to prepare a gift for Ansuli."

"I am going to kill An Lun today, what do you think?"

Xu Nan:

"I think it's okay."

No, what can you tell me about this topic?

Xu Nan resisted the shock in her heart, and the soul of Tucao was burning.

"I heard that in the last era, when the ancient heroes slaughtered the gods, they would sing "Send the Divine Comedy" to show respect."

Luo Mang said: "I am going to imitate the antiquities."

"But my singing skills are not good, and I am embarrassed to trouble others, so I am ready to find you."

"What do you think? If it works, we'll go, if it doesn't work, then forget it."

"An Lun is still waiting there, don't make her wait anxious."

Xu Nan became more frightened as she listened.

Why doesn't this sound quite right?

It seems that An Lun is anxious to be killed by you...

But at this moment Xu Nan didn't even bother to complain. Facing the important task of Luo Mang, he just nodded.

It seemed that he had been infected by Luo Mang, which made Xu Nan subconsciously feel that slaughtering the gods was not a big deal.

Even on An Lun's site.

So he began to eat books quickly and comprehend the essence of "Send the Divine Comedy".

How can Xu Nan not understand now?

Today's tea party is basically An Lun's final banquet!

With so many legends gathered here, it is clear that they want to hit the ground!

The three legends of Paradise Lost may have all been dispatched, and the Eight Lights of Gray Eagle Castle are probably also here to scavenge.

This may be the most sensational day in the multiverse since the era of the God of Law.

[You swallowed the music book "Send the Divine Comedy"! 】

[You have mastered the Divine Comedy (Bard)...]

Xu Nan took a look, and it's okay, his music skills are still pretty good, he used it several times in his mind, and felt that it was almost done, so he nodded to Luo Mang.

Luo Mang breathed a sigh of relief, said hello to Li Oumeng, took Xu Nan and left.

In just a few breaths, Xu Nan could feel that she had experienced more than thirteen long-distance teleports.

In the end, they stopped near a lake in a mountain.

"Teacher, I want to know, how many levels do you have?" Xu Nan suddenly thought and asked curiously.

Luo Mang looked surprised:

"Have you never known?"

Xu Nan was speechless: "Of course I don't know."

Luo Mang scolded:

"Why don't you ask! Don't you care about me?!"

Xu Nan: "???"

Luo Mang said: "My level is not very high, right."

"It's also level 42."

Xu Nan gave a cry, not knowing what to say.

He has always regarded legend as his goal.

Level 21!

That was the level Xu Nan dreamed of, and as a result, he encountered level monsters in succession these days...

"It seems that the gap is not very big..."

"21 and 42, it's only twice as bad."

Xu Nan comforted herself silently.

However, after determining the level of Luo Mang, Xu Nan's nervous heart settled a little bit.

He checked An Lun's level, which was 40.

At least in terms of level, Luo Mang is enough to crush An Lun.

"This is it."

Luo Mang thought for a while, waved his hand, and his body changed slightly.

From an old man with white beard and hair, to a handsome young man.

"Teacher, you are... not necessary."

Xu Nan couldn't help muttering.

Luo Mang froze for a moment: "What is unnecessary?"

Xu Nan coughed: "I can understand your idea of ​​wanting to behave in front of Ms. An Suli."

"It's really unnecessary to change your appearance. Maybe Ms. Ansuli likes yours."

Luo Mang blinked:

"But this is how I am."

Xu Nan: "???"

"Fuck!"

"Why is more handsome than me?"

On the contrary, Luo Mang scratched his head in embarrassment:

"The previous image was used to scare people when I was young."

"This is my real appearance, but I rarely show it to others."

Xu Nan thoughtfully:

"Is it because you want to hide your hand at a critical time, so you can win by surprise?"

Luo Mang shook his head and said:

"No~www.readwn.com~ is so handsome."

"It's always troublesome."

"It's not necessary for someone like you."

Xu Nan: "???"

He wanted to say that when three question marks were slowly typed on my forehead, it was not that I had any problem, but that I thought you had a problem!

But he dare not say.

At this moment, An Lun's figure appeared in front of him.

Her eyes were a little surprised, a little horrified, and there were some...

recall.

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