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Is he really stupid?
Jiang Kehan looked at the other person, with the gentle sound of the wind in her ears and An Meng's guitar melody that never stopped, and suddenly felt a little envious of the other person.
She had somehow gotten used to that relentless state, regardless of whether there was busyness ahead or an impending crisis.
But... perhaps sometimes, relaxing a bit and letting loose with your slightly clumsy side can be surprisingly good.
It requires little thought and little refinement.
Follow your fleeting thoughts, go with the rhythm of the music, experience the beauty you've missed, and laugh like a child.
"I guess I was overthinking it." Jiang Kehan shook her head slightly, a helpless smile on her face, and then walked to An Meng's side, saying this.
"So, our goal is just to have fun?"
"Of course! Aren't fans drawn to us precisely because of our inner selves?"
"Kehan, the most important thing about rock and roll is to be yourself."
An Meng played her own song, her voice soft and gentle, as if she longed for the spring breeze even more than a bird, so beautiful.
Jiang Kehan exhaled a breath of stale air, nodded vigorously, and then revealed a carefree smile.
"Anmeng, don't be surprised later, I'm much stronger than you think."
"Aren't they just hundreds or thousands of witches?"
"With me here, you only need to boldly play your own story, that powerful melody that never trembles!"
"Because I never back down."
Jiang Kehan turned around calmly, her eyes filled with a firm, yet arrogant, confidence. At this moment, she abandoned her usual restraint and blossomed freely.
It's like a supreme king in the clouds, a ruler who despises everything.
An Meng was a little stunned, and even played two wrong notes on the guitar in her hands. She looked at Jiang Kehan, who was somewhat unfamiliar but exceptionally kind, and couldn't help but smile.
"Well, it seems that Kehan also has a talent for rock music."
"Then I can confidently entrust my front and back to you, after all..."
“I also have territories that no one else is allowed to set foot in, and I have pride in them.”
The two looked at each other and burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs. Then, their laughter gradually became sharper.
In the distance, the roaring flames of the dragon and the vast torrent of magic served as embellishments, igniting the horns.
They stepped out of the dark cave in perfect unison and began to sing.
A giant dragon appeared behind them, like a predator, suppressing a smile, and stretched out its ferocious head. Then, it flapped its wings, which were big enough to cover the sky, and roared into the air.
The raging wind bowed its head, transforming into unobstructed steps, witnessing Jiang Kehan and An Meng riding the giant dragon, heading towards the distance.
Go and cut off the flesh and blood of those magnificent ones.
Chapter 460 Intervening
The guitarist of the Silent Band stood on the shoulder of the silver dragon, gazing at the drummer of the Undead Band standing atop the skeletal dragon not far away.
Above them, the lead singers of both sides, riding on the heads of their respective dragons, smiled and exchanged sweet trash talk.
"Hey, long time no see. Has the Silent Band fallen so low that even a passing dog could kick you?"
The lead singer of the Undead Band has a Yamato Nadeshiko-like demeanor. Although she is an undead witch, she appears elegant and dignified. However, beneath her graceful actions lie veiled malice.
They and the Silent Band are old rivals, with the latter always dominating them and attracting most of the fans in Pingjiang City.
If the Dead Band wants to break through its current limitations, it must constantly challenge the Silent Band, which can be described as a long-standing and covetous threat.
The lead singer of the Silent Band clutched his temples in exasperation, then glanced around.
They were right; they were ganged up on.
There are definitely spies from other bands among the fans. Their purpose is probably just to have fun, or perhaps they want to see a truly "rock and roll" battle.
For example, they brought down the once-powerful band, Silent Band.
To be honest, she's almost used to her fans' crazy behavior. Even if the Silent Band doesn't usually have any enemies, these fans can still create quite a few.
It's all manuscripts, not a single one is normal.
But when did they start taking pleasure in their own fans' mischief and start mocking even a random person on the street?
Then the lead singer of the Silent Band gave a cold laugh and spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice.
"I thought it was someone else... Oh right, who are you again?"
Upon hearing this, the entire battlefield fell silent for a moment, and all the witches except for the Undead Band laughed.
That's so mean! They clearly see you as someone they have to take down, but when they ask, you don't even know their name.
Although it was mostly intentional, the contempt in those words was enough to pierce the hearts of the band members, gradually making them blush.
"Once you're trampled under our feet, you'll know who we are." The lead singer of the Undead Band groaned before starting to sing.
However, their music was surprisingly gentle.
"If death catches up with you, tomorrow will be the end of everything..."
"Please don't be afraid, embrace what lies ahead, and don't look back."
At the command of the music, the skeletal dragon emitted a chilling breath, while the fans of the Undead Band began to carve up the battlefield, determined to disrupt the fight.
The more chaotic the situation, the more witches will come to cut off its flesh, which will be detrimental to the strongest party here, namely the Silent Band.
The skeletal dragon did not stop; its power grew stronger with the performance of the Undead Band, and even many fans of other bands were somewhat mesmerized by the music.
The surging drumbeats transformed into a powerful embrace, while the guitar and bass stirred up a touch of melancholy, yet served as a final prelude to the lead singer's soaring voice, as if trying to hold onto this world.
"A bright tomorrow may eventually rise; until then, let's smile."
"He pulled the person's embrace closer, protecting his chest, giving himself a final hug, and whispered softly."
"Even if tomorrow is the end, please love yourself well."
"A self-destructive compromise is nothing but crying; that resentment and helplessness are like a plea."
"It says—I also want to embrace love and hate at this moment, to close my eyes with a soft heart, and wait for a kiss that will never come."
Death, a slight regret.
Only when facing death can one truly understand the helplessness in one's heart, and the loneliness that comes with compromise.
But... before you lose everything, please take good care of yourself, because even in tears, there is a smile.
The skeletal dragon suddenly swelled up a few sizes, then extended its sharp claws toward the silver dragon not far away, ignoring the latter's bites, and raised its head to look down at it.
Finally, with that lingering resentment and love, it exhaled the relentless pursuit of death.
It seems to be roaring out—do you know how much I cherish this world, how much I cherish that regretful, never-to-come tomorrow?
The Silent Band looked up at the Ghost Band above, who were using their music to express their resentment and hatred, as well as a grander tenderness.
The lead singer of the Silent Band suddenly pursed his lips and said to them, "Perhaps it was my mistake not to remember your names."
"But...we also have our own stories, and hearts burning with passion!"
The explosive guitar sound was about to erupt, and the magnificent and vast drumbeats, like a giant holding up the mountain mist, rained down, carrying wind and thunder, breaking through the twilight and night before our eyes.
The silver dragon roared, raising its head. Its throat could be clearly seen writhing, as if it were about to unleash a torrent of fire.
The lead singer of the Silent Band took a deep breath, his gaze solemn, and roared as if he were using all his strength!
Even if you fall into the abyss, you must tear open the scars!
Even if death comes, we must bite off its flesh!
Tomorrow may not be our tomorrow, but today remains!
"Hate, seek revenge, but do not enter death with resentment. We must remain silent, carrying the shattering rubble, with our backs to those pieces of corpse."
"Dusk is our gift, night is the final curtain, leaving nothing behind, nor needing to leave anything behind."
"The cold suit and elegant white gloves are just to remember the bloodstains of those bastards."
"Death, yield to me!"
"Spread my name!"
"Until... everything returns to nothingness, I will step over your corpse and return to this world once more!"
"At that time, I will wear a smile, defy countless torments, and continue to save this gray world!"
The silver dragon grinned, radiating contempt and an unyielding spirit as fiery as flowing iron, as it poured its brilliant silver breath into the limbs of the skeletal dragon!
The two bands' singers looked at each other, their smiles growing brighter and more unrestrained.
In fact, they became increasingly cruel.
They revel in the brutality of the fight, tearing each other apart with their songs—it's so savage.
Intense white light obscured the sky and covered the earth, turning the gradually rising annihilation into a supporting role and raising the most exciting stage!
At that moment, the jet-black dragon, like an arrow, cleaved the earth and crushed mountains and rivers.
Standing at the head of the dragon, Jiang Kehan glanced at everyone and spoke in this manner.
"Sigh, am I still a little late?"
"But it's not exactly late, Anmeng."
"After all, it was only when I arrived that the stage lights came on and everything gained value."
She drew her sharp blade, pointing it coldly at the lead singers battling at the highest point, a satisfied smile on her face, leaving no room for argument.
"Yeah yeah."
"How could the protagonist run away?"
An Meng laughed loudly and began to sing!
Chapter 461 If I'll die tomorrow night, why not revel tonight?
From the beginning, everyone thought it was just a group of opportunistic "rats".
Until... Jiang Kehan, with unparalleled power, looked down on dozens of witches and beat them mercilessly.
Since she can't unleash the full power of the Great Witch, why not just become invincible among those of the same level?