The same tone made Xu Nan instantly think of himself.

"This kid, there's really a problem."

He smiled and shook his head, and many obvious clues flashed through his mind.

Teacher Romans told him that the president of the council, Aufe, had arranged everything.

And Aophe...... Isn't that the one who has been messing with Song Xiaocheng all day long? Now it seems that they are probably not flirting, but agreeing in some kind of secret language.

As for how the council leader of Paradise Lost could reach an agreement with a small sorcerer, Xu Nan didn't know.

Perhaps from the perspective of Paradise Lost, it can be difficult to find a suitable spellcaster.

Xu Nan's mood was completely relaxed.

The Astral Judgment is still going on, and a large amount of azure hedron has poured down on the Dreadgod body, and there is even a tendency to smash his godhead!

"This time it's really a father-son soldier."

Song Xiaocheng sat on the throne of fear and patted the throne gently, and was still in the mood to joke.

He looked at Xu Nan with a smile:

"Xu Nan, you owe me a favor; But there is no one who has been called father by me, and there is no one who has not been killed by me. ”

"Like him."

"You're the only exception."

The god of fear glared angrily, he couldn't understand how his throne of fear could fall into the hands of others!

This is his natal artifact.

In the Throne of Fear, there is even the secret of his godhood, which is his most important hole card.

According to common sense, the Throne of Dread will only do at his beckons, but today, a strange scene subverts his common sense!

That spiritual chair was at the mercy of a lowly mortal!

Without the Throne of Fear, he can only use his flesh and godhead to resist the judgment of the stars!

There is no doubt that this is a very difficult thing to do.

The rest of the people watched this scene with a bewildered expression, watching Xu Nan and Song Xiaocheng join forces to give this great gift to the God of Fear.

Facing Song Xiaocheng's ridicule, Xu Nan couldn't help but sneer:

"That's because Lao Tzu's backstage is hard enough!"

Song Xiaocheng nodded happily.

In the next second, his attention shifted to the god of fear who was suffering in the Star Spirit Trial.

His two eyes suddenly bloomed with bright light.

At the same time, he had a quaint roulette wheel in his hand, which was spinning wildly, and the area he was pointing at was constantly changing.

What is more unusual is that although this roulette wheel is divided into many areas, each area has the same words written in it-

[Spell Success]!

Only Xiuyi. Grama recognized the origin of the wheel: "Wheel of Doom? ”

"You ......"

"I'm sorry, Father, but this throne has never been with you since."

Song Xiaocheng smiled lightly, and the spell that had been gathering momentum for a long time was finally launched.

[Spell - Father's Business and Son's Inheritance]!

Suddenly, the roulette wheel stopped, and the pointer naturally pointed to the column where the spell was successful.

The god of fear screamed, as if something important had been stripped of his body, and his face was completely distorted, like a monstrous beast!

He wanted to rush out and kill Song Xiaocheng.

However, the force field of the Star Spirit Judgment was still continuing, and Xu Nan clearly felt that Xiu Yi, who had lost the Fear Throne. Grima has become a lot weaker!

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

He used the knowledge of the dream scroll to slowly guide more star spirit power and infuse it into the star spirit judgment.

In an instant, the azure crystals split and merged, jumping back and forth at the side of the god of dread in a wonderful way.

Every successful jump can weaken his godhead by one point!

This is the after-effect of rebirth!

Replaced by the god of fear at his peak, he can push the Azure Dream with one hand.

But in order to seize the earth's resources earlier, he chose an extremely risky reincarnation, and encountered a vicious plot again, and this time, he finally fell into an unprecedented crisis!

Song Xiaocheng used a spell to steal his Throne of Fear.

But he doesn't look easy—even with the help of the Aophee-funded ancient artifact, the Doom Roulette!

After all, it's too difficult to plot against a god.

He gritted his teeth and wiped his nosebleed as he spun the wheel of doom again!

Although he obtained the Throne of Fear, it was in the name of [Father's Inheritance and Son's Inheritance] that he temporarily refuted. Grima snatched it from his hands; Now, even if he escapes, he will be found and killed by the subordinates of the God of Fear!

There was one more spell and my plan worked!

He tossed the wheel of doom and unleashed a second spell!

[Spell - Treachery]!

Suddenly, there was a thin brown line between Song Xiaocheng and the God of Fear.

That line is the line of their relationship, and for the Spellcaster, it's the lifeline!

Before, Song Xiaocheng wanted to recognize the thief as his father, just to maintain this brown line.

Now, he's going to cut it with his own hands!

He had an extra pair of golden scissors in his hand, and with a click, the brown lines were cut under the curious gaze of everyone.

Burst!

He began to vomit blood frantically, and his whole face became much paler—obviously, there was a great price to be paid for treachery.

But his expression was relieved.

"I finally ...... It worked. ”

He looked at the god of fear, who was immobilized by the Star Spirit Judgment, and showed a rare sincere smile.

Xu Nan's heart moved, and he seemed to feel the abnormal changes in Song Xiaocheng.

He walked abruptly.

"How? Can I help you? ”

Song Xiaocheng looked badly injured, and in order to severely damage the god of fear, he took a great risk - you know, and Xiuyi. During the time Grema gets along, he can be killed by the other party at any time!

Song Xiaocheng gasped lightly, shook his head, and his eyes became misty:

"Xu Nan, this time, I'm really leaving."

"Fear of the throne will attract many people; Many priests and demigods who try to ascend to the realm of fear will come to the door, but I can't give them them! I bought it with my life! ”

"I actually have a lot of stories, but I don't seem to have a chance to tell them...... I'll see you later. ”

With that, he sat down on the Throne of Dread, which automatically opened an unstable portal.

No one knows where the portal is about to lead.

Xu Nan took a deep breath, Song Xiaocheng was not a friend to him, but he was not an enemy either, and the relationship between the two was very interesting.

But at least, he didn't hate this undisciplined guy.

Behind every man who seems to have no lower limit, there may be a poignant and bitter story.

Song Ying and Song Xiaocheng, there must be a problem between them.

He is so desperate, if he wants to get the Throne of Fear, he must have enough obsession in his heart to support all this.

It's a pity that these stories will only be known until much later.

He subconsciously waved his hand at Song Xiaocheng.

The latter reluctantly raised his head, smiled and said to Xu Nan:

"Help me take care of Zijun."

Xu Nan was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Okay." ”

At this time, he still remembers his girlfriend.

In the next second, Song Xiaocheng said seriously:

"And you won't be allowed to her."

Xu Nan: "......"

Song Xiaocheng patted the Throne of Fear with a smile and entered the portal, in all corners of the multiverse, I don't know how many legendary professionals, demigods, and low-level gods who coveted the Fear Realm smelled the breath of the fall of the God of Fear and started to act.

"That's right!"

Suddenly, Song Xiaocheng came out of the portal again, and said to Song Bai with a complicated expression in the crowd:

"You said you want to believe in your cousin's character, right?"

Seeing Song Bai nodding tearfully, he slipped away satisfied.

…… (https:)

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Mobile version reading URL: