[Jules, the former chief of Stephen Sand, the mysterious Supreme Mage, was once bewitched by the God of Seven Blood, and after miraculously surviving, his strength increased greatly......]

This information quickly flashed through An Lun's mind.

Her eyes were full of vigilance, and even a faint hint of fear!

This is not the same as what is said in the "Prophecy of the Ice Seat"!

She never expected that Jules, who had been away for a long time, would appear at this time, let alone that he would appear here!

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

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

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

An Lun gritted his teeth, and such a word came to his mind-

Dark Side Battlefield!

She became even more panicked.

She is not afraid of Jules, after all, everyone is supreme-level strength, even if she is really calculated, An Lun will not be afraid of Jules alone.

What she feared was what Jules might be infected with.

The Dark Side Battlefield, even in the Heavenly Realm Divine Kingdom, is the top secret, and only a very few gods know about its existence.

It was a terrifying place that relied on the Dark Side Universe.

It was the most terrible battlefield in the world!

Even the 10,000-year-long bloody battlefield of demons and demons on the Scarlet Plains is much inferior to the battlefield of the dark side.

The two are not at all the same level of concept, and the former is not even qualified to compare.

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

For example, Jules.

"How could he possibly have returned from the Dark Side Battlefield? Could it be that the time is coming forward? ”

"This ......"

For a while, An Lun's heart was in turmoil.

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

Run!

How far to run, how far to run!

Since Jules can return from the Dark Side Battlefield, it means that others can also come back from the Dark Side Battlefield!

In that list of possible returns, there are many characters who An Lun would feel terrified just thinking about it.

After all, in ancient times, those who could participate in the battlefield of the dark side were the most outstanding talents of their time.

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

She is not eligible 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 road to salvation.

It's just that, for thousands of years, the concept of the Celestial Kingdom has been different from that of others in the multiverse, and in fact, their approach has indeed worked.

This is also the reason why the world has been able to maintain a minimum of stability.

But no one knows how long this will last.

Or, if it weren't for those powerhouses on the dark side battlefield, how long would the multiverse be involved?

"My mind was disturbed."

"Thinking too much, it's not normal for me."

An Lun was vigilant.

She didn't reflect, but slipped away without saying a word!

This is Stephen Sand, without her net, but it doesn't matter, she's also the best magician.

Almost in the blink of an eye, she disappeared from the Palace of Halsay and appeared above the Old World.

"Huh?"

"He didn't stop me?"

"Are you not sure?"

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

Archmage Jules didn't even have any interest in putting on a show, so he just 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 goddess of magic, Anlun!

The magicians here all believe in Anlun, because she has personally woven a magic net that covers every corner of the Old World!

The convenience of the magic net made the mages of the Old World deeply dependent on An Lun.

The mages here are different from the North and South Continents, they are typical "spell casters".

They rely on their mental power and their own authority in the magic web, and memorize the existing spell models in the magic net, so that they can cast spells more easily and safely.

It can be said that the mages of the Old World have much lower requirements for qualifications.

And under the protection of the magic net, the risk of both meditation and spell casting is much lower.

The flaw is that the spell caster needs to use a memory spell to ensure the release of the magic, and after the spell is released, the memory in the brain will disappear, and if you want to recast the spell, you must remember it again.

Some people jokingly call the spell caster a puppet of Anlun, but it's not all extreme.

But no matter what, the caster here is very religious about Anron's faith.

As a god, you naturally have an advantage in the home field of believers; And as a spellcaster, in the magic net she has compiled, of course, she can also exert two hundred percent of her strength.

When necessary, she can even reverse extract the mana of all spell slot casters from the entire Old World to maintain the casting needs of the magic net!

She could cast twenty supreme spells in an instant as long as she wanted!

This is a very terrifying blow to any enemy.

"I remember that I had stored a few supreme spells before, and I could throw them over to tempt the temptation first."

An Lun thought so.

Although he retreated to the Old World, Anlun never let go of Stephen Sand and the Stone of Destiny.

She is not reconciled!

And Archmage Jules didn't make a move, which made her even more suspicious.

"Could it be a trick?"

An Lun was a little surprised.

If it's really a trick, then it's really a shame this time.

Thinking about it, she didn't seem to have fought with the other party before, she was just frightened by the sallow yellow markings!

And, of course, the world inside the stone box.

The whole waxed world she saw!

Although the breath is very realistic and the picture is terrifying, it is not necessarily fake.

"If it was really the breath of the wax world, I couldn't have reacted so slowly......"

The more An Lun thought about it, the more he felt that he had been fooled.

"It's definitely Barbera's unleashed trick."

Barbera is a prophetic spellcaster, and it is normal for her to have some tricks.

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

An Lun gritted his teeth, ready to mobilize the power of the magic net and carry out a long-range strike on Stephen Sand!

"It's all coming......"

"I'm too sorry for myself if I don't fight."

"Besides, this situation is different from what the Ice Seat prophesied, it must be false!"

In the next second, her expression suddenly froze there.

"Magic Net ......"

"My magic net!"

At that moment, an unprecedented fear welled up in my heart.

She saw that in the corners of the Old World, deep in the mountains and lakes, or in the dark forests, or in the depths of underground caves......

There were a total of seventeen secret nodes of the magic web, and one by one made her angry and frightened figures appear!

Every figure represents a legendary mage!

Stephen Sanhachi, the rest of the mages of the Legendary Council, are all here!

Each of them held a strange silver-gray gem in his hand, and his mouth was full of words.

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

"They're going to ......"

An Lun looked in a trance for a while.

It was only when she watched the handsome young man walking towards her that she suddenly came to her senses.

A figure surrounded her, far or near.

This kind of scene, when she was a mortal, she had seen it.

At that time, she was one of these figures.

At that time, she was in high spirits and surrounded by many like-minded partners.

It was the era of gunsmoke, the era when the God of Law shone in the universe.

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

It's just that now compared to then, her identity has dropped.

There was no one around her.

She knew that this scene was called —

God Butcher.

……

Ten minutes ago.

Xu Nan was lying on the chair leisurely, listening to Li Oumeng talk about some mysterious things, and suddenly, Teacher Luo Mang appeared.

The first sentence he said was a little clueless:

"I heard you're good at singing?"

Xu Nan pondered for a moment, nodded and said:

"It should be okay."

How's that, he's also a man with bard skills!

Singing shouldn't be too bad!

As a result, Luo Mang lost a copy of "Sending the Divine Comedy" and signaled Xu Nan to digest and study.

Then you have to pull him away.

If it weren't for Li Oumeng's painful face and letting Luo Mang explain the ins and outs, Xu Nan might have been arrested again in confusion.

"Huh? Don't you know? ”

Romang looked surprised: "No, 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 a wedding sooner!

Wait a minute......

Could it be that you want me to sing you a "Divine Comedy" at your wedding?

But Xu Nan glanced at the content of this song, no matter how layman he was, he could see that this was a sad music!

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

"Before I get married, I want to prepare a gift for Ansulee."

"I'm 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 kind of topic?

Xu Nan held back the shock in his heart, and the soul of complaining burned.

"I heard that in the last era, when the ancient brave people slaughtered the gods, they would sing a song "Sending the Divine Song" to show respect."

Romans said: "I am ready to emulate the ancients. ”

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

"What do you think? If it's okay, we'll go up, and if it doesn't, forget it. ”

"An Lun is still waiting there, don't let her wait in a hurry."

The more Xu Nan listened, the more frightened he became.

Why doesn't that sound right?

It's as if Anlun is in a hurry to be killed by you......

But at this time, Xu Nan didn't have the heart to complain, and in the face of Luo Mang's heavy responsibility, he could only nod his head.

seems to have been infected by Luo Mang, which made Xu Nan subconsciously feel that God Butcher didn't seem to be a big deal.

Even if it's on Anlun's territory.

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

How could Xu Nan not understand at this time?

Today's tea party is simply Anlun's final banquet!

With so many legends gathered here, it is clear that they are going to smash the field!

The three legends of Paradise Lost may have all been dispatched, and the eight Yao of Gray Eagle Fort are estimated to have also come to raid the formation.

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

[You devoured the music book "Sending the Divine Comedy"! 】

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

Xu Nan glanced at it, it was okay, his music skills were still good, he got used to it in his mind a few times, and felt that it was almost right, so he nodded at Romang.

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

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

Eventually, they stopped near a lake in the mountains.

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

Romans looked surprised:

"You didn't know all along?"

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

Romans scolded:

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

Xu Nan: "??? ”

Romans said: "I'm not very high-level, right? ”

"It's level 42."

Xu Nan sighed, not knowing what to say.

All the while, he made legend his goal.

Level 21!

That was the level that Xu Nan had dreamed of, but as a result, he had encountered level monsters in a row for the past few days......

"It doesn't seem like the gap is very big......

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

Xu Nan comforted himself silently.

However, after determining Luo Mang's level, Xu Nan's apprehensive heart settled down a little.

He checked Anlun's level, which was level 40.

At least in terms of rank, Romans is enough to crush Anlun.

"This is it."

Romang thought for a moment and waved his hand, and his body changed slightly.

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

"Teacher, you are also ...... There's no need. ”

Xu Nan couldn't help but mutter.

Romans was stunned for a moment: "What's unnecessary?" ”

Xu Nan coughed, "I can understand your thoughts about wanting to behave in front of Ms. Ansuli. ”

"But it's really unnecessary to change your appearance, maybe Ms. An Suli likes you."

Romanan blinked:

"But that's what I am."

Xu Nan: "??? ”

"it!"

"Why are you more handsome than me?"

Romans scratched his head a little embarrassed:

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

"That's what I really look like, but I rarely show it to others."

Xu Nan thoughtfully:

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

Romans shook his head and said:

"It's not."

"It's so handsome."

"It's always easy to get into trouble."

"There's no need for someone like you."

Xu Nan: "??? ”

He really wanted to say that when I slowly put three question marks on the door of my head, it wasn't that I had a problem, but that I thought you had a problem!

But he didn't dare to say.

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

Her eyes were a little surprised, a little frightened, and there were even some ......

Recall.

……