As a god, Loki's name is still quite big. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Before a certain second princess became famous, Loki's main fame came from his title of the god of mischief, whether it was in the human world or in the divine realm, the name of the god of mischief was known to everyone.

It's not a recognition of his strength, it's just that everyone feels the need to remember the name, just like you can't lick iron with your tongue outdoors in winter, so as not to know when you will be tricked by Loki.

Of course, some Loki is just a trick and uses pranks to make harmless jokes, but some Loki is not so harmless.

For example.. Or the second princess.

But the owner of this thing in Yi Huan's hand is not the second princess who likes to make trouble everywhere, its owner is much stronger than the second princess, and he is much more humorous.

A true god of mischief. of masks.

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"Click! Click! Click! ”

The dark sky changed color, as if it had turned into a bright day.

Countless thunderbolts converged, they intertwined, and fused into a huge lake of thunder, they tumbled in the sky like magma, mixing into a thick layer of plasma.

"Click!"

Then, immediately after, a bolt of lightning as thick as a python slashed down, as if to cut through the sky and tear the space apart.

The sudden mutation drew everyone's attention, including the giant ghost that had destroyed the terrain, its fierce inverted triangular eyes glinted with confusion, and then scratched its head with its fingers for some unknown reason.

"There it is."

Marcotel and Josie may not have noticed the fourth party sneaking up quietly because of the fierce battle, but Ken had already noticed it, and he found out in the first place.

Although he was unable to fight back by the whirlpool condensed by the ghosts, the same ghosts would not be able to break through his defenses for a while.

Raising his head with some difficulty, Ken looked in the direction where the thunder fell, there. It was the place where the huge source of mana that had suddenly approached the battlefield before.

"Did that guy make the move?"

Ken used his petrified skin to withstand the attacks of the ghosts, and silently thought that these ghosts were like annoying flies, although they couldn't even break Ken's skin, but the sheer number of them made it difficult for Ken to move an inch.

He lacked a chance to break the game.

But as a descendant of the Nocturnal Dragon, his ancestors were able to endure the loneliness of being turned into a stone statue every night, and he was never short of patience.

Opportunities will always come.

But if you think about it carefully, you feel that this thunder seems to be different from what Ken expected.

If it was an attack, then this thunder should obviously go straight for the ghosts, but now... The position of the thunder actually fell to the opponent's own position, how could he use his own attack to hit his own.

This left Ken a little confused.

But that didn't stop Ken from marveling at the Thunder.

Like Marcotel, who stopped and had a somewhat dignified face, although Ken's level of magic was not high because of his magic resistance, his theoretical knowledge was there, and he could see the gold content of this thunder at a glance.

Spells about thunder are scarce in the first place, and they are so powerful. Even rarer, and wizards who can successfully unleash, or even control them, are rare, even in the Origin Council.

These thunderbolts were black, like a large dark cloud, but these dark clouds bloomed with a blinding white light, which was the plasma rolling in the clouds.

The destructive power they possess may not be able to stop even Ken, and if they resist hard, they will be seriously injured, even if they will not die.

"It's the terrible power."

Ken had never seen anything like it.

It seems that there is another powerful presence among the free men of wizards.

"He is here to cross the catastrophe."

But just as Ken was there to feel something, an ethereal voice seemed to come from a distance, and it surrounded Ken's ears with a strange rhythm.

Willing:???

Just because Ken is British doesn't mean he doesn't speak Chinese, in fact, because the Origin Council has wizards from various countries for a reason, communication is a problem.

Fortunately, wizards often have higher mental power than ordinary people, don't forget it, and turn to a scientist every minute, at least the learning ability has indeed been greatly improved.

After more than a week of hard study, Ken has mastered the simplest communication in Chinese.

Of course, this sentence definitely does not belong to the scope of mastering simple communication, but it appears very frequently on the Internet, and Ken naturally will not be unaware.

But because he knew it, Ken felt a little inexplicably funny.

He knew this sentence in Chinese, and he also knew its meaning, looking at the thunder falling in the distance, to the point that there was indeed a bit of turbulence to cross the heavenly calamity.

No wonder this sentence popped out of my head.

"He is here to cross the catastrophe."

"Click! Click! Click! ”

But at this moment, Ken's ears once again appeared the faint voice that had been there before, but this time, Ken's cold sweat immediately flowed.

Because apparently, it appeared twice, and it was not its own auditory hallucination.

The old voice was really speaking, and it was completely transmitted to his ears.

The Nocturnal Dragon's magic resistance is very strong, Ken has been playing the role of a shield in the Origin Conference, and the Nocturnal Dragon is not only very resistant to direct attacks on magic, such as fire and ice, and it will be discarded when it encounters mind control, on the contrary, it is more resistant to mental attacks.

Each of the Nocturnal Dragons has a mind as tough as a rock, and the Imperius Curse only makes them stunned for a moment, and ordinary distractions have no effect on them.

Luckily, Ken's bloodline inherited some of this ability after it was activated.

Although it can't be said that he directly ignores the Imperius Curse like his ancestors, but he can quickly break free, spells related to soul magic have always been taboo, and everyone doesn't have much knowledge, and it is not easy to be able to do this.

It's hard to imagine anyone who could ignore Ken's self-preservation and get this phrase straight into his ears.

But what really made Ken break out in a cold sweat was not this incident, but the meaning of the sentence itself.

Fellow Daoists. Crossing the Tribulation. As half a Chinese pass, Ken understands Chinese culture, and at the Origins Conference, nearly a quarter of wizards are from China, if these two words are true.

"Click!" "Click!"

The thunder continued, and became more and more urgent, and the lightning fell one after another, and between the lightning and thunder, the heavens and the earth shone as if it were day.

The power of lightning and thunder is beyond the reach of any creature below.

But in the next moment, as Ken stared at the thunder landing, trying to see what terrible creatures were hiding beneath them, the thunder slowed down suddenly, and then disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if the pot had never appeared.

"This..."

What's going on, Ken feels more and more confused.

Fortunately, this question didn't take him long, and his previous series of questions could be answered quickly and thoroughly.

"Bang buzz!"

Like a green spring, a slender and slender figure suddenly bounced up from the ground, and she suddenly rose into the air, as if heaven and earth had become her stage, directly attracting everyone's attention.

No.. Maybe it's not just like a stage, but it really becomes a stage.

A huge open-air theater suddenly appeared on the top of a building more than a dozen stories high, with lights, sounds, and even a large audience sitting on the chairs placed underneath, all strange guys, Mickey Mouse, Bugs Bunny, Jordan, etc.

"Aha!"

The slender figure in the middle of the stage crossed his waist with one hand, taking on the shape of a large teapot, and then asked with great interest, "Is there anything special about my appearance?" ”

"I'm from the mountains."

In the next sentence, the figure on the stage suddenly pretended to be profound, but at the same time, this sentence spread throughout the audience and directly echoed in Ken's ears.

It was the old voice of He Fang Daoyou.

Willing:...

"It's this guy who's playing tricks." He rolled his eyes.

Everyone was taken aback by the sudden appearance of the guy, and unsurprisingly, attention was drawn to her.

As if she was born with the aura and talent of acting, as soon as this guy appeared, everyone's eyes fell on her involuntarily, and she even forgot about the work and things at hand.

For example, the ghost in the whirlwind above Ken forgot about Ken below for a while, and even the shape of the whirlwind couldn't be maintained.

Of course, Ken wasn't much better, because he forgot about it in a hurry.

However, although the eyes are attracted to the past, it does not mean that everyone will have a good impression of this guy who suddenly appeared, in fact, a bad impression is correct.

Marcotel & Josie & Missionary: ...

Including the expressionless SG7 and the giant ghost, they all have a melancholy face, looking at the slender figure under the convergence of the lights with an expression like a retarded person.

"Click!" "Click!"

As if feeling that his introduction was not detailed enough, the figure snapped his fingers and summoned thunder again, countless thunderbolts formed a small cloud on the stage, only the size of a basin, but the tumbling lightning once again simulated the previous boom.

It's simply deafening.

"How's that, it's exciting!"

Without waiting for anyone else to respond, there was a burst of screams, applause, and cheerful cheers from the bottom of the stage, just like the sounds most often used in radio programs to set off the mood in the background.

I saw the figure on the stage make an exaggerated gesture of thanks, she bent down fiercely, and then passed her head under her crotch and stood up from above.

While tying herself into a knot, some strange creatures that appeared out of nowhere pretended to be the staff of the award ceremony, ran up from behind the stage, instantly turned the stage into the award ceremony, and began to hand her trophies.

The trophy is bigger than a human being, and it is studded with sparkling diamonds and orbs, which is so much that a woman will never be able to extricate herself from it at a glance.

"Thank you!" "Thank you!"

The figure on the stage didn't care that his body was tied into a knot, and he was very excited to accept the trophy, and then kept thanking everyone.

And the applause below became more and more enthusiastic, and in the end, the guy on the stage seemed to be infected by the warm atmosphere and became a little, and directly raised the trophy that was taller than one person.

And then..

"Bang!"

Unstable, she couldn't hold the trophy, and the huge diamond trophy slammed down, directly smashing her into a meatloaf, and lying flat on the ground.

All of them:...

You must be kidding, Ken said it to himself.

But I have to say, in fact, Ken guessed correctly, this is indeed a joke, a unique meeting.

Seeing that the world outside the stage was silent, and the smashed figure on the stage could not be flattened, she slowly pulled herself up from the ground, and the flattened figure like a piece of paper began to inflate, and in the blink of an eye, it changed back again.

But by this time, there was silence under the stage.

"I'll just say that you shouldn't read so many immortal cultivation novels, Daoyou, Dao your sister's friend."

As if talking to himself, as if schizophrenia, the figure stood up again, muttering as it stood up.

"Okay, I know I'm a failure, but can you react a little bit, even if it's just a loud curse."

The figure looked as if it was about to cry, with an aggrieved tone, "This makes me feel... I've even failed to the point where I shouldn't be alive. ”

I don't know why, but when I heard this, Ken's heart suddenly moved.

At this moment, he seemed to see his former self.

Before becoming a wizard, he was the lead singer of a band, and he also pursued his dreams.

In the first few days, whenever he stood on the stage, his biggest motivation was the audience below, which was his only support.

Whether it's swearing or praise, he can always regain his motivation, and what Ken fears most is the ignorance of the audience below.

Ignoring it made him feel as if he had been abandoned by the world.

All efforts were in vain.

Between empathy, Ken opened his mouth, as if he was planning to express his heart, "In fact, I... ”

When he just raised his voice, before he could finish speaking, he saw the figure on the stage suddenly jump back, hide directly in the shadow of the stage to avoid the light, and then hold his stomach and start laughing.

"Hahahaha!"

"You idiots, it's so funny to look at your expressions!"

"Were you really moved by me at that moment, hahahaha!"

Willing:...

At this moment, Ken did have a feeling that his kindness had been fed to the dog, where did this woman come from, and why was she so annoying.

The battlefield was silent at this point, except for the shrill shrill laughter of the woman on the stage, as if some kind of anxious drum beat was challenging people's nerves again and again.

And then the next moment.

"Boom!"

As if his patience had reached the limit, the fierce and evil little triangular eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and the huge ghost finally couldn't help but take action.

It reached out and slapped it directly at the top of the building, then pressed it down hard.

With a loud roar, the roof of the building was directly flattened by two floors, and not surprisingly, the strange theater that suddenly appeared at the top also disappeared into the ruins.

It was only then that the giant ghost breathed a sigh of relief, and even the fierce expression on its face became a little less vicious.