The song? Spread throughout the Dark Continent?

In view of a certain druid's miraculous God of Destruction ability and misdeeds in the past, Carlos and Seatik, who were the victims, had their hair trembling, their ears immediately stood up, and they entered the stage of dealing with demon king-level powerhouses.

In a state of extreme alert, he involuntarily put his hands behind his back, holding on to his sweaty palms, a few tough belts.

With their eyes widened, they saw a certain Druid who claimed to be the God of Song, and took out several big things one by one. One of them was a strange rectangular magic device, which was three meters high, almost the same size as Seattle.

It's higher. On the front of this rectangular parallelepiped, from top to bottom, there are neatly arranged holes. There are often simple speaker holes on the magic amplifier, and the diameter of the hole is much larger than that of the magic amplifier.

times.

This alone made the first and second senior brothers feel a strong red alarm, as if the end was about to come.

Then, a certain druid took out a large magic loudspeaker-like speaker. It was a super huge speaker. The diameter of the mouth of the speaker was about the height of a person. Ordinary people could only hold it steadily if they wanted to use it.

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The big loudspeaker and the huge magic device are just right in the hands of the huge shell-grooved demon goblins, but in the hands of ordinary people, they turn into behemoths. Standing next to them, except for big barbarians like Seattle

Otherwise, you will feel like you are in the land of giants.

"How to pick it up... It seems that the God of Destruction doesn't do much trouble, so why don't we just go in?"

Using his extraordinary IQ, after placing the speakers and the magic device one by one, a certain druid began to talk to himself, constantly searching between the loudspeaker and the magic device, as if he wanted to find a socket.

Places like that. In the end, it didn't work, so I started talking to myself.

"Ahem." Cough twice to moisturize your throat.

Then, I came behind the big speaker, faced the sound port, took a deep breath, and opened my mouth intoxicatedly.

"Ah~ah~~ah~~~ah~~~~ah~~~~~ah~~~~~~"

The tone went from low to high, as if I was trying out my voice like the seven-note dore fan Fasola Dore. But it was broken this time.

From the three-meter-high magic amplification device, a deafening sound was emitted, covering the entire camp. At this moment, the camp seemed to have suffered a disaster that had not been encountered in decades, and the peace suddenly fell into huge chaos.

The farmer who was plowing the ground tilted his hand and accidentally hit the farmer's wife next to him. The farmer's wife who was sowing the seeds leaned forward and inserted the seeds in her hand into the farmer's chrysanthemum.

The old hen that was laying eggs, the eggs were half exposed from the buttocks, the anus suddenly tightened, and it broke with a snap. The cows and sheep were being milked, lowering their heads to chew grass. A mouthful of milk mixed with grass squirted out from the nostrils, all

The dogs were barking at the sky, all the cats hid in the haystacks, the mice were scurrying in panic, and the ants began to move around.

The adventurer who was boasting in the bar accidentally bit his tongue. He was drinking heavily, and the golden ale spurted out from the seven holes. The person who was eating accidentally stuck his spoon, knife and fork into his nostril, and it was stuck in the toilet.

The one who was rolling on the bed was so frightened that he couldn't lift his head. The one who was practicing at the training ground trembled with his hands, and hit his toes with giant axes and swords.

Of course, these are not the worst. The most miserable ones are the eldest brother and the second brother. Among them, the amplifying magic guide has recently suffered a lot of damage. It almost made the dog ears deaf, blind, and broken.

The whole person was in a trance, his eyes were confused and confused, and his pupils were out of focus, as if they saw a small boat on the Santu River rowing towards them.

The singing voice that could have destroyed the world was amplified thousands of times by the magic amplifier. This power is too pale to be described in words.

"Hmm, it's really good, that's enough." A certain druid who had no idea that he had dropped a spiritual bomb in the camp excitedly snapped his fingers, feeling full of accomplishment.

"Why don't we strike while the iron is hot? Let's sing a song now and take the first step that we haven't seen for a long time. This time we really have to do it. It's a pity that Arius didn't come."

A certain druid, who felt huge regret that his Qingyin Club could not be present to witness and participate in this historic moment, wiped the corners of his eyes with fake sadness, and then showed a proud expression.

This world has to be saved by me alone, itsshoe!!!

However, just as he opened his mouth, two ferocious figures suddenly descended from the sky and pounced on him.

It's not too late to make amends.

A few minutes later, a certain Druid who was tied up and his murder props all appeared in Raphael's tent. Everyone had not dispersed yet. They had all experienced the disaster just now. When they heard it, they knew it was a certain Druid.

The druid was singing and was about to launch an attack to investigate the crime, but Carlos and Seatik captured the prisoner first.

"We have captured the prisoner, and we will deal with it as we please." He threw the druid who was tied into a rice dumpling unceremoniously on the ground. The senior brother and the second senior brother held their foreheads and swayed slightly, as if they had not yet completely recovered from the mental attack just now.

Take a moment to catch your breath.

"Thanks to you, we didn't cause a big disaster. Thank you so much. On behalf of the people in the camp, I solemnly thank you both." There were tears in the corners of Raphael's eyes. As a singer and dancer, how could she endure that kind of thing?

The devastating noise polluted the entire camp.

"No...it's nothing. Don't call us for this kind of thing next time." Even if they were thanked by the people in the camp and became the heroes who saved the camp, the two of them would not be happy. The losses far outweighed the gains.

"Xiao Xiao Wu." Lowering his head, Raphael's expression changed with gratitude, and he suddenly became Asura.

"Protest, what are you going to do? I can't stay at home peacefully. How far do you want to abuse the wounded to be happy? Brother Carlos, Brother Seattle, why do you have to tie me up and catch me?

Here, what did I do wrong? If you don’t give me an explanation this time, I won’t leave.”

A certain Druid, who regarded himself as a wounded man, was rolling on the ground, acting like a fool, full of passionate grief and anger.

What did you do wrong?

Everyone looked at each other, and it was hard to make a move for a while.

This guy. This idiot, this king of ruined songs, is a savior after all. Telling him directly that his singing is too ugly scares everyone. Will it be a huge blow and make him unable to recover? Or another possibility is that he is dismissive.

A person who can sing to such an extent and still consider himself a god of singing is so narcissistic about his singing voice that it would destroy the world. If you hope to make him wake up, it will be no more difficult than persuading the Three Demon Gods to behave.

What to do?

As expected of Raphael, he rolled his beautiful sky-blue eyes slightly, smiled, and enthusiastically knelt down to loosen someone's bonds.

"Misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding, Xiao Xiao Wu."

"Explain it to me clearly. I finally got such an artifact. No, it's a super artifact. It's a transcendent artifact. I was trying to maximize its power, but I suffered such inhuman treatment.

Tell me, Master Raphael, did you ask Carlos and Seattle to kidnap me back? What did I do wrong?"

A certain druid who was untied was unwilling to stand up and talk properly, and continued to roll on the ground, asking for an explanation.

"Xiao Xiao Wu, we all know that you like to sing." Raphael's tone was gentle, like a compassionate Bodhisattva. There was a full light of tolerance behind him.

She glanced at the murder weapon from the corner of her eyes. As smart as she was, she had already guessed everything. No wonder this idiot savior suddenly felt better, his mind suddenly broadened, and he no longer held grudges. It turned out that such a big weapon was captured in that battle.

Killer weapon.

"Isn't that right? I am going to use my song to save the world." If you set up a stage in the hell world, it is indeed possible to save the world. Raphael complained fiercely in his heart, still smiling.

"But look at what time it is now. No matter how much you like singing, you can't disturb the people. Everyone is taking a nap."

"Really?" I tilted my head and took a nap? Is there such a setting in Dark Continent? I remember that most people don't take naps. Am I remembering it wrong?

"Yes, yes." Everyone agreed desperately, and Carlos and Seattle immediately said they wanted to go back and take a nap.

"Well, this is indeed an oversight on my part. I have no choice but to change to a lullaby to accompany everyone to sleep." I reached out to the magic loudspeaker.

With a click, Tulakov grabbed my hand, and I could even feel my bones whining.

So what... don't get excited, Uncle Tulakov, if you have something to say, my hand is about to break.

"Xiao Xiao Wu, I know you have good intentions, but what about the cats, dogs, chickens, rabbits, cattle and sheep in the camp?"

"Hey, cats, dogs, chickens, rabbits, cows and sheep, don't you like listening to lullabies?" I was a little confused. Maybe it was because the injury hadn't healed yet, and my brain was running slower than usual.

"How can we communicate if we speak different languages?" Raphael closed his fan, his face full of inscrutability.

"Okay, I understand. I'll just stop singing and wait until I recover from my injuries. That's what you mean, right?"

"Yes, it's great that Xiao Wu can understand."

"Uh-huh, forget it, forget it, I don't care about being arrested this time. Let me go back." I patted my butt and stood up from the ground. My hand reached out to the magic loudspeaker again, ready to use it.

Take your own things with you.

"..."

"..."

"I said... Master Raphael, shouldn't you let go of my hand?" "Ah, little Wu's hand is so warm that I can't bear to let it go."

"Don't say such easily misunderstood words. What's the purpose? Come on, I'm a wounded person and I want to go home to recuperate!"

"Okay." Raphael said yes, but he still held my hand tightly. It's stupid. As a princess of hundreds of tribes, don't you know that humans have two hands? Look at my other hand.

...Huh? Who, who caught me again?

"Brother, you should listen carefully when others speak. This is basic etiquette." Sa Qili ran out of nowhere, grabbed my other hand, and came close to me with a mature and sexy smile on her pretty face, and placed it on my forehead.

Just flick it.

"..." Wait, am I in a bad situation?

Although there are mature and enchanting beauties on the left and right, it seems to be an enviable scene, but don't forget their identities. The two witches in the camp are caught by these two guys and join forces to attack. It is definitely not a pleasure.

If anything, everyone in the camp would have been trembling and succumbing to the witch's power.

Why on earth, for what reason, do the two witches, who are against each other and dislike each other, join forces? What on earth have I done that is so outrageous?

Gulu swallowed hard, and I clamped my trembling calves to try not to give up.

"Okay, I'll just listen carefully. What...what do you want to do?"

"I think..." Raphael showed a satisfied smile, as if to say, this is the right way, listen carefully to what I say and you won't suffer any loss.

"I think this thing is destined for me." Raphael's eyes fell on the magic loudspeaker and magic tools.

Are you a funny kid from the West?!
To be continued...