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The lights in the prison were flickering, and Artut sat on a chair as if he were mourning for his concubine, looking at Lin Qi blankly.
He has signed a soul contract with Lin Qi, and life and death depend on Lin Qi's thoughts. Even if he absorbs more souls in the future, even if his soul power is a thousand or ten thousand times stronger than Lin Qi, unless he can crack the soul
Guard the Great Blessing Technique, otherwise he can only be Lin Qi's loyal slave.
However, Artut made a rough estimate of the god-level soul skill of the Soul Guarding Great Blessing Technique. Maybe...maybe when he breaks through to the peak of the Holy Master, he will have enough power to use it, right?
But the pinnacle of a saint is the top level of power in the holy realm. With his current strength at the peak of a saint, if he wants to break through to that level, it may take him thousands of years if he is not lucky.
Even if he can successfully break through after a thousand years, what will be Lin Qi's strength?
How strong is Lin Qi's background to be able to ask such a terrifying being to bless Lin Qi and protect his soul? Artut has been comforting himself that the person who blessed Lin Qi cannot be the founder of their soul god religion, but except for that
Terrible person, who else has such terrifying abilities?
Looking at Lin Qi, who was rummaging around in the prison like a bandit entering a village, Artut burst into tears.
From today on, he will carefully guard Lin Qi and serve Lin Qi respectfully. Even if Lin Qi has a cold, he will work hard to solve Lin Qi's troubles. Otherwise, once Lin Qi dies,
His soul will also fly away! This is the terrible thing about the soul contract. The master dies and the slave is buried. There is no chance of luck.
"Women are the root of all evil! That Hudie, I really let her die too easily!" Artut cried and regretted. If Hudie hadn't seduced his son, how could Alda have attracted Lin Qi like this?
Abnormal thing? The Soul Guardian Great Blessing Technique, this god-level soul technique that is legendary in the Soul God Religion, the supreme secret technique that has made Artut drool for hundreds of years, actually appeared so suddenly in the world.
in front of him.
The tearful Artut watched Lin Qi randomly throw the precious books on his bookshelf on the ground. He couldn't help but twitched with heartache. He stammered and asked: "Lin Qi..."
Lin Qi glared at Artut unhappily: "Huh?"
Artut immediately showed a flattering smile that he had only seen on the faces of believers of the Soul God Religion in the past. He stood up and bowed to Lin Qi respectfully: "Dear Master, I didn't know you were looking for
What?"
Lin Qi kicked open a volume of handwriting that recorded Artut's experience in soul secrets in the past ten years. He looked at Artut whose face was twisted with heartache and asked: "I am your master now,
So, you know, I need a little bit of... where is all your wealth?"
Altut's body trembled, and he instinctively covered the three shining space rings on his left hand.
Lin Qi smiled, with the typical evil smile of a ruffian who bullies good people, and whistled weirdly: "Oh, yo yo, you really have something good, come on, these three rings
, I have taken a fancy to you, are you going to disobey your most noble master’s order?”
Lin Qi's smile faded, and Lin Qi's face was filled with murderous intent that made Artut despair: "Then, let's just kill you. After killing you, everything you have will be mine!" In the sneer,
Lin Qi's thoughts moved slightly, and his huge soul power turned into a thin whip, whipping hard on Artut's soul mark.
Artut howled miserably, his body suddenly jumped up, and his eyes suddenly spurted out large amounts of blood and tears. He has never been a kind person, he is the most notorious terrifying existence in the entire Western Continent, and the kingdom was destroyed by his hands.
There were just two of them, and the war they caused caused at least millions of people to die. But Artut had never seen someone like Lin Qi, and he could attack him so brazenly!
The soul whip just now almost shattered Artut's soul!
But Artut is a soul mage at the pinnacle level of a saint, and his value cannot be measured at all. Even the church is reluctant to kill Artut, but instead imprisons him in a divine prison and extracts his power for the church to use.
.
If it were Artut himself, if there was such a powerful slave, he would definitely not be willing to treat him as roughly as Lin Qi. A master at the peak of Saint level, Lin Qi, a bastard, does he know what this means? How could he
Treating herself so rudely? Could it be that in Lin Qi's heart, she was comparable to those little slave demons with no value?
Before Artut could recover from the severe damage caused by this soul whipping, Lin Qi gave him two more whips.
Artut spit out a mouthful of blood. He quickly took off the three space rings from his fingers, and then presented them to Lin Qi respectfully. At the same time, he also canceled his spiritual imprint on the space rings. He looked at it flatteringly.
Lin Qi, while vomiting blood, said respectfully: "Dear master, you can take away all the property inside, but those books, those books that record various soul secrets, please leave them to your humble servant.
!”
After grabbing three space rings, Lin Qi's mental power reached inside.
A very high-end space ring, the contemporary pope of the Soul God Religion, a terrifying figure who almost destroyed the Caesar Empire, the second continental empire. One can imagine how rich Artut’s net worth is. The anklets and two space rings on Lin Qi’s body
Even if the capacities of the rings are added up and multiplied by ten, they cannot be compared with the capacity of the smallest of the three rings.
"What the hell, how could there be a ring with such a large capacity?" Lin Qi looked at Artut in shock.
Weakly smiled at Lin Qi, Artut lowered his head: "These are three 'World Rings? Counterfeit' handed down from the Dark Calendar Period. Although they do not have the huge space to accommodate a city like the real World Rings, they are
Three or five large mountains can still be stored in it. After all, it is a treasure from the Dark Calendar Period, and there were still plenty of precious space materials at that time."
Taking a deep breath, Altut, who had resigned himself to his fate, introduced these three world rings to Lin Qi with a grimace. The characteristics of counterfeit products. In addition to their huge capacity, these three world rings were also composed by the Soul God Cult.
The successive popes have blessed powerful offensive soul arts. A group attack death scream, a group attack soul impact, and a single soul extraction are very powerful magic props.
What's even more precious is that these three rings have extremely powerful concealment effects!
Following Artut's instructions, Lin Qi threw out the mountains of classics inside the three rings. He extracted three drops of blood from his heart and dropped them on the rings, and then used the secret method of the Soul Cult to brand them.
The three rings turned into three streams of light and rushed into Lin Qi's body, merging with the three phalanges of his left hand.
With a flick of his fingers, Lin Qi's mind moved slightly, and he could feel three terrifying soul attack spells on the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his left hand being released at will. Lin Qi nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at him in surprise.
Artut: "With such a good concealment method, why do you stupidly wear these treasures on your fingers?"
Artut looked at Lin Qi dryly, sighed with difficulty, and lowered his head dejectedly.
After a long time, Artut muttered in a low voice: "I am the contemporary pope of the Soul God Religion. Even if the church threw me into the Black Abyss Prison, they still maintained due respect for me. With my strength
, who can take my private property from my hands? Those who are weaker than me will be seeking death; those who are stronger than me... they will not care about my private property!"
Lin Qi laughed strangely. He put his mental power into the ring and looked at the mountains of gold and silver jewelry, magic crystals, magic gems, armor weapons, bows and arrows, swords, guns, swords and halberds piled inside the ring. He couldn't help but reveal his emotions.
A weird smile.
Artut's thousand-year savings, no, maybe even most of the Soul God Cult's thousand-year savings, have now been cheap to him.
Artut was right. People who were weaker than him couldn't rob him, and people who were stronger than him wouldn't be so shameless as to rob him. But it happened that he was indescribably weak compared to Artut.
Heavenly position, but he just robbed this powerful soul mage who was at the peak of the saint.
Could there be anything more perfect than this?
Smiling, Lin Qi took out the anklets and space rings from his feet, and transferred all the items inside to three new world rings? Counterfeit Zhonghou, and transferred these space magic weapons that smelled like his own feet.
Lost it to Artut.
"Okay, okay, don't be sad. After all, you are mine, and I won't bully you too much! Although the capacity of these things is a bit small, they are still enough for use! That's it, you can rest assured in the future.
Squat here, if I need you for anything, I will come to you!"
After pondering for a moment, Lin Qi smiled and threw out a few hams and barrels of rum.
"Your son Alda, I am very optimistic about his potential, so he is also mine. These hams and rum, you can understand it however you want. You can even think of it as the money for selling your son and yourself.
Well, that’s it!”
Pointing to the messy divine prison that he had turned over, Lin Qi ordered: "Clean it carefully and see what kind of mess it is. Remember, I will come to you if something happens. What should I say about today's matter?"
You know what you shouldn’t say!”
With a flattering smile on his face, Artut sent Lin Qi off from the prison. Artut's face suddenly became extremely confused and dull.
Just like a little girl who was suddenly ravaged by dozens of strong men, Artut sat in the divine prison in a daze for a long time, and then suddenly burst into tears: "Uuuu, you, you, you promise me
What about the ten elven virgins? Why is this happening? How could such a thing happen?"
This must be a nightmare, Artut told himself, this must be a nightmare!
The contemporary pope of the mighty Soul God Religion was actually robbed like this. Not only was his wealth robbed, but he himself, a living person, and even his own son, were forced to sell themselves into slavery! This must be a nightmare!