You're Lazy, Dracula

"Take it! The Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur)!!"

Mordred slashed down with his sword vigorously, and the golden beam of light that pierced the sky also turned into a huge golden light cannon following her slash, splitting the ground and cutting through the mountains, overcoming thorns and thorns all the way, and after flattening several mountains, Successfully hit the body of the giant god whose head was hiding in the mountain.

Boom!

The golden light swirled up to the sky, engulfing the giant god's body.Then after the light passed, black smoke was billowing all over her body, and the dying giant pulled out her head. She had no expression on her face, and staggered towards the distance.

Mordred still wanted to pursue, but was held down by Alaya's arm.

"It doesn't matter if you don't chase, she is dead."

Alaya's face was a little happy.

In the end, I don’t know if it’s because human’s restraint has been a bit fatal recently. As soon as she finished her words, there was a stronger reaction from the direction of the moon. It was the giant god who was in the body of the moon. After the clone was defeated, he was about to descend on the earth. .

"impossible!"

Alaya and Gaia showed horror on their faces.

"Her body on the moon should have lost to..."

"No, it's possible."

Dracula opened his dead fish eyes and replied calmly:

"Nayako, that guy was running around in the solar system while fleeing, and she must have hit something on the moon."

But what surprised Dracula was that, according to Naiyazi, although she hit all the major planets in the solar system, she never hit the sun, which is a star.

So who hurt the golden retriever and white face?

"Then what—?"

Before Alaya finished asking the question, Dracula held the bow and pointed the cello in the direction of the moon and pulled it hard.

Visible to the naked eye, a sound wave that was thicker and more obvious than before shot out from the cello, pierced through the clouds, flew all the way to the moon, and spread on the moon.

"..."

Feeling that the aura of the giant god on the moon was gradually sluggish, the two restraining forces looked at the cello in Dracula's hand in horror.

The latter put away the instrument with a proud face, and sighed quietly:

"A song that breaks the heart, where can I find a soulmate in the end of the world?"

A picture for the setting party to see (not the text, you can skip it)

Although I don't want to compete with the settings, I still listed the settings pictures, please take a closer look.

Furthermore, the settings of FEX are all sieves. In the branch line of Little Sun, Little Sun only played Cephalu, the clone of the giant god.

If the setting party comes again, I will delete it directly, and you are welcome. I said at the beginning of the book, don’t talk about the setting, do you have to come again and again?

11. Music is bad civilization

After the Age of Gods, hundreds of thousands of years of vicissitudes have been experienced, and the time has come to the fourth century AD.

Somewhere in the vast Eurasian continent, there is a settlement similar to nomads. Looking down from a high altitude, you can see that this settlement occupies a huge area. The tent was the origin and expanded in all directions. The white tents and countless horse populations stretched to the other side of the horizon.

This is the royal court of the Huns, following the elite troops of Attila, the king of the Huns.Almost all the nomads are soldiers. After riding on horses, they become elite cavalry who are good at riding, shooting and shocking. After dismounting from horses, they become herdsmen who herd cattle and sheep.

They are very strong. Although their ancestors were driven out all the way by a big eastern country and fled to this piece of European land, this cannot change the fact that they are really good at fighting.

In the center of this settlement, the big tent with gold trim was the tent of Attila, the king of the Huns. On weekdays, Attila was thinking about which unlucky ghost he should fight next. and rest in it.

But today, when Attila was thinking about whether to attack the small kingdom in the south first, or the big country in the north of Gante Niang, suddenly a entourage came to report that a pair of prisoners had been captured nearby. .

This phenomenon is normal. Although this is Attila's king's tent, in fact the land under their feet is the capital of a certain kingdom that was captured just a few days ago.Although the city walls and court of the royal capital were directly blasted to ashes by Attila, the king of the Huns, using [Military God Sword Tianyuan Breakthrough Edition], there are still many "remnants of the former dynasty" around the royal capital.So in the past two days, people have been reporting to Attila the news of capturing prisoners around.

The silver-haired, brown-skinned petite girl's thoughts were interrupted by the attendant's report. Although her face was expressionless, there was still a little impatience in her cold tone.

"Take it down, contain those who are useful, serve as slaves if they are useless, and kill them all if they dare to resist."

The King of the Huns gave the order like this as always, but this time, the Huns entourage added some hesitation.

"Report to the king, this group of people claim to be a band supported by the king of the former kingdom, and they say they have carefully prepared music to dedicate to the king."

Attila was taken aback by the attendant's words, and the silver-haired girl looked at a Hun elder sitting next to her in confusion.

"Elder, music, what is it?"

"Your Majesty."

The Hun elder nodded slightly to Attila. Although she was brought up by himself, his status as a god-given son and king still required the elder to respect her.

"Music is something that can inspire people. In the past, I heard that the Han Dynasty in the East also used music to inspire the morale of the army. I think that the king has been busy fighting in the South and the North. You can take a break and listen to it. .”

"Is there something that can boost the morale of the army..."

Attila talked to himself for a while, and then ordered to his followers:

"Then bring them up."

The entourage led the order, and after a while they brought a group of white men who were obviously dressed differently into the king's tent. These white men were holding some strange things that Attila had never seen before, which made the Huns very surprised. The king was a little curious.

"Big... Wang... We... have prepared a piece of... music... for you."

These white people looked at the silver-haired girl sitting on the tent with a little awe, and spoke in stuttering Hungarian.