Ye Xuan maintained the dirty appearance on his body, reached into the open collar with one hand, rubbed the mud, and by the way, gave the maid in a beautiful cheongsam who came over to serve him tea a fierce look. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Holding the hot tea in front of her, the maid ran away with a plate that half-covered her red face.

Ye Xuan's head was full of question marks, and he couldn't figure it out.

The decoration of the teahouse is not bad, with the back of the black street and the continuous roofs can be seen through the windows. The storyteller bard is telling a story that Ye Xuan has never heard. The more interesting content made him move his buttocks, lying on the table, staring at the stage seriously.

"He was always unarmoured, with an axe hanging from his waist. Whenever he stands on the battlefield with a long knife in one hand and a tomahawk in the other, he can always bravely carry out endless battles. Yes, he is a myth! His Blood-Cursed Legion was invincible, and Kazan's Cursed Cavalry became a weapon of the Empire, but he was convicted. Felony of treason! …… When the Supreme Mage of the Empire, Kazan's best friend Ozma, stood in the middle of the formation and shouted questions to him, it all seemed crazy and ridiculous. But even if he was suddenly dealt a heavy blow, there was no way to crush this hero, although he didn't know what he was fighting for, even if he didn't know who his enemy was, the general would not give in, so he waved the sword in his hand in confusion and crushed his army. In this way, he went against the current and stood in front of the imperial capital. When the world is crazy, people find out that he is even crazier than the world...... 'Hahahaha!' Am I trying to rebel? Why would I rebel. My dear friend, I'm just trying to protect myself from those who want to harm me. ’”

"If that's the case, my friend, then withdraw your troops. Put down your weapon and go back with me, and I will be enlightened. ”

"Hahaha! No, just think I want to rebel. Those who want to put me to death have the consciousness of being executed by my own hands. I'm here to take down that stupid head from your Emperor's neck. ”

"My friend......" Ozma trembled her lips but didn't say more, the sadness hidden in her best friend's eyes was so real. The old friend definitely has his own reasons, otherwise he will never give up his glory and faith, "Then please forgive me." ”

Kazan took his usual axe and sword and stood lightly in front of the army. The eyes of everyone in the crippled military array behind him were churning with flames, even if they were facing the elite of the empire several times their size.

……

"Humm, hum...... Uh-haha! Hahahaha, hahahahahahaha! ”

Ozma slowly woke up amid heart-rending laughter.

"Hahaha... You woke up, when I saw you, I should have thought of this ending, so hateful, I didn't think about it carefully, although I said it at the time, you shouldn't believe it, but if I had been a little flexible, this ending would have been different. It's just a pity that I'm not cautious enough, just blame me for not being crazy enough! ”

Kazan had heavy anklets locked on his feet, and his hands hung limply on the ground, in an awkward position.

"You! What's wrong with your hand!? ”

"Humph! They seemed to be so afraid of my hands that they had broken the veins in my arms. Kazan leaned against the wall with a mocking smile on his lips.

"What...... What the! ”

……

"If they do this to me, what about my family? Where's my Leeds! How is she now? Ozma, who had figured it all out, kept muttering to herself, so much so that the stick that stabbed her in the face couldn't dodge.

The guards shouted in a vicious voice with a mocking expression: "Do not insult Your Majesty's harem, you damned filthy traitor. Miss Leeds had been invited into the palace by His Majesty the King, and it is said that the pleas in the palace rang all night that night! ”

……

"How's my proposal?"

"Disappear from me! Evil exists. I don't have enough filthy souls to accept your ugly proposal. Ozma's faith flickered, and the rich magical elements in the air went berserk.

"As long as you sell your soul, you can exchange it for a power comparable to that of a god, and such a good deal is not for everyone! It was I who chose you, and you should feel honored. ”

The flames flashed, and the violent explosion even slightly rolled the darkness.

"Okay, don't be so angry, I'll go naturally, but you'll definitely regret your decision and come back to me on your own initiative. What I have is time and I can wait slowly. ”

Had he expected all this a long time ago? Humans...... The thirst for power and the original sin of jealousy have led you to make bad decisions, and you are about to face the most terrible devil!

"Hammhahaha!" It was the first time Ozma had laughed like this, and he had been so gentle since they met.

"Ozma...?"

"Kazan, if we're not the best in the world, who is?"

“……”

"Should heroes accept betrayal and pain? Can heroes only die with hatred in grief and despair, and what is the use of hanging thousands of people in the world! ”

"We shouldn't just die!"

"We will live! We will receive the most terrifying powers, and you will become the Ghost God of Destruction, and I will become the Ghost God of Chaos! ”

"Kazan! My friend! Remember! It's not over! Live no matter what, the heroic tragedy will not be repeated on us! Screaming loudly, Ozma was pulled out of the cell for the last time and never returned.

……

Kazan was exiled, and Ozma found the Grim Reaper to complete the deal.

In the Rustru Mountains, shrouded in the eternal winter of the four seasons, he found Kazan, who had transformed into a ghost.

Wherever the ghosts and gods go, there will be wars.

When everything in the world is insulated, Kazan will dominate your heart.

……

This is the legend of the god of destruction, and this is the legend that Kazan left behind.

The teahouse is also a stage for bards, and the performances here are completely different from the performances in the bars.

The tea in Ye Xuan's cup had long been replaced with wine, and he didn't think of a suitable way to get into that courtyard.

Stories are heard in the ear, and skill story collections play a role in quickly organizing people into a condensed version of the saga.

Ye Xuan thought about it, these stories are definitely not as simple as just stories.

'Get some information about the 'ghosts'. Experience is worth uplifting. ’

After listening to the story, it was dark. The corner where Ye Xuan was sitting was not in the place where the light was shrouded, and the position was against the window.

At first, I didn't think that now I realized that my combat power had dropped very badly after letting that dog leg run away.

Ye Xuan is a very capable person, this strength comes from the naturally arrogant body, calm and abnormal nerves and blood as thick as molten iron, and most importantly, a crazy heart that is flammable and explosive like gasoline.

But he's just a mortal after all, and this is a place where all of them are too strong to be human.

Isn't it great? You're not the strong one anymore.

The only part of you that is inherently better than others is broken, what are you going to do next? Let them ride on your head and?

A maid walked uncertainly to the corner, she vaguely remembered that someone had come here, but she only saw half a cup of tea that had long been cooled on the empty place.

The character's attributes are used to turn on the system assistance. For example, at this time, the agility coefficient correction value of the system helped Ye Xuan to walk quietly on the roof tiles.

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