As we all know, demons or creatures with demon blood will have a real name. In their lives, the real name is the most important privacy and secret. If a demon's real name is known to others, even if the other party has no control over it,
Even with his strength, he can also play with the devil whose true name has been revealed.
Although ogres do not have the blood of abyss demons, a rather strange thing is that when every ogre is born, it will instinctively pronounce a word or a long sentence. The ogre's parents will
Write down the word or sentence secretly and tell them to their children when they grow up.
The first words spoken by each ogre are their "first names".
It has the same effect as the real names of the devils. Once the first names of the ogres are controlled by others, although they will not be worse than life and death, they will also be greatly restricted. Especially the contract with the first name as the witness, once signed, will
It cannot be changed.
Although Tiepi looked very timid, Dulan knew that this was just a temporary appearance.
Once this ogre awakens the elite template, its power will soar like an exponential explosion. If Duran masters Ironhide's first name, he can order him to work for him.
Under Duran's instructions, two huge rock puppets came over in a muffled voice, sandwiching the poor ogre on the left and right.
Tiepi was trembling with fear. The thing he regretted most now was that he didn't choose to run away immediately. The human in front of him actually wanted to tell him his first name.
"Does he want me to become his slave?" Ironhide is much smarter than the average ogre. He knows Dulan's plan very well, but what makes him a little confused is that this weak human already has two powerful ones.
The rock puppet is a thug, why do you still need yourself?
The always witty ogre replied tremblingly: "Well... this, is it my first name? Sir, my first name was forgotten by me!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Tiepi couldn't help but praise himself in his heart: "Well done, what an excuse!"
"forget?!"
Dulan sneered. If other ogres told him that they had forgotten their first names, Dulan would still believe it. After all, most ogres are simple-minded creatures with well-developed limbs and can solve problems with violence.
He must not be able to use his brain. In other words, the average ogre lacks enough brain cells to lie - but this character in front of him is rated as having a high IQ, so lying is still a trivial matter, right?
Dulan looked up and down at the ogre who was twice as tall as him. Ironhide's light gray skin was indeed very charming. This guy had a charming smile on his face but was reserved in appearance. He looked like a person who wanted to refuse but was still shy.
Mother - Bah, bah, bah, Dulan immediately threw this strange metaphor out of his mind - the ugly image of the ogre was too awkward to match this posture.
"Listen Tiepi, I know you are a smart man." Dulan tried to pat the ogre's shoulder, but suddenly realized that he was too short. He was about to change his target and patted the ogre's knee. Who knew?
Tiepi was very good at observing words and colors, and he took the initiative to bend down very wisely.
Dulan patted the guy's left shoulder with satisfaction and coughed: "You are a smart man, I can see that. However, I also hope you can see that I don't have much patience."
Ironpi nodded sweatily.
"Still unwilling to tell you?" Du Lan thought to himself: Then I'll give you more information!
"Now, since you forgot your first name, I won't embarrass you." Dulan took a step back and suddenly said to the fire-eating beast beside him with surprise as if he had discovered a new world: "Eh? What a beautiful skin.
! It’s really rare for an ogre to have such a beautiful complexion! What do you think, Abu?”
The fire-eating beast nodded vigorously in cooperation, looking salivating.
Ironpi almost peeed out of fright.
Du Lan looked at the ogre up and down with malicious eyes, and said with tut: "Such a beautiful skin, if you peel it off - oh, I'm sorry, Iron Skin, don't be afraid, I'm just saying - well, if you peel it off...
Come down and make it into a coat, tsk tsk tsk..."
Numbers 1 and 2 took another step forward calmly. Poor Ironhide was completely restricted in his range of movement, and was almost crushed into a meat pie by the two rock puppets.
The timid ogre finally broke through the psychological defense line with fear, and timidly gave his first name: "Sir... my first name is: Sanders Naracott Breckinridge...
…Aaron Bristow…Bernadette Zoe.”
Tiepi spoke very fast, and each letter of his first name seemed to carry a special rhythm and magic. It took him half a minute to finish speaking the series of first names.
"Okay, a total of one hundred and nine words..." Dulan blinked. Although Tiepi only said it once, he remembered it clearly.
This is not because Dulan himself is gifted. Although he is very sensitive to numbers, his memory of letters is only first-class at best, not a photographic memory. What really allowed him to fully master the original name of Ironhide was the evil contract. Dulan
Under the character attributes on the first page of the book of contract in hand, there are three more directories of followers.
Two of the followers are naturally tall and mighty rock puppets, and Ironhide, who has just emerged, is ranked third. His first name is strictly recorded by the evil contract, and the ogre can no longer escape from Duran's hands.
Heart.
Tiepi was a little confused. He said it so quickly. Did he really remember it?
He was a little unbelievable. This was also a trick played by the clever ogre. His first name was so lengthy. Under the high speed of speech, Tiepi thought that he might not be able to hear it clearly. Isn't this guy bragging?
Dulan looked at the suspicious look on the ogre's face and couldn't help but smile: "Tiepi, you are very smart. As a reward for your correct decision, I have decided to accept you as my follower."
An ogre's first name is often closely related to his future achievements. Generally speaking, the longer the sentence and the more words in the first name, the higher the upper limit of the ogre's strength will be. Ironhide's first name is sufficient.
With a total of 109 words, his future is simply unlimited. Of course, Dulan must be eager to take him under his command.
The ogre was a little uneasy. He was well aware of the terrifying power of gold, so he did not act rashly after the appearance of the rock puppet. However, no matter how the people in the tribe bullied him, they were still his compatriots. If the one in front of him suddenly appeared in the south of the canyon,
If human beings are going to be detrimental to them, what should I do?
With his first name in Dulan's hands, Tiepi was destined to be unable to disobey his orders. Now Tiepi could only secretly pray that Duran was just bragging and didn't really remember his first name completely. However, the next second, Dulan's
The smile shattered the last bit of luck in Tiepi's heart:
"Since you want to become my follower, dear Ironhide, let's sign an ancestral contract..."
Dulan blinked and recited a long series of Tiepi's first names fluently.
The tall and burly body of the ogre immediately knelt down on one knee and surrendered in front of Duran.
"The ancestral contract of the Kiska people..." Tiepi lowered his head weakly, letting Duran's fingertips carve complicated and magical patterns on his forehead.
As we all know, barbarians worship their ancestors, and the Kiska people invented the ancestral contract in order to conquer the barbarians entrenched in the wilderness. For the ogres who also believe in their ancestors, the Kiska people's ancestral contract also overrides
Efficacy above all.
"...I will protect my followers, in the name of Duran..."
"The ogre Saunders Naracott Breckinridge...Alan Bristow...Bernadette Zoe shall serve me as my Lord for the rest of my life."
Dulan's low chant finally fell slowly. Tiepi, whose first name was read out, had no power to resist. The corner of his soul was pulled out of his forehead by the power of the ancestral contract and turned into a dark bead.
Du Lan held the small bead in his hand and showed a proud smile.
At this time, Ironpi can only obey his orders completely, because as long as Duran crushes this dark bead, the ogre will die.
"Okay Tiepi, you don't need to worry too much. The ancestral contract is just a necessary means for me to ensure your loyalty. Believe me, I am not a cruel murderer. As long as you work well for me, one year later
I will return this bead to you with my own hands."
Duran smiled and patted the ogre on the shoulder, beckoning him to stand up:
"Then next, are you willing to tell me the specific situation of your ogre tribe in the canyon?"
