Roars echoed in the cold underground prison, dust was flying on the ceiling, and broken walls were bouncing on the ground.
Zhou Qingfeng clung to the statue of Corellon and sniffed. There was a white ghost that kept changing its shape three meters away, which almost scared him to the point of myocardial infarction. He was very timid at the moment and was especially afraid of ghosts.
Zombies are still entities, and they are finished if they are chopped to pieces. But how to deal with this incorporeal ghost?
Uncle Zhou was sweating coldly and his legs were weak.
The white ghost could not get close to the statue of the patron saint of elves, but it refused to give up. Instead, it floated back and forth, becoming more and more irritable, "Who are you? Why are you here? What do you want to do?"
The roar of the ghost was directly transmitted to the brain, causing great fear and palpitations. Zhou Qingfeng could not faint even if he wanted to, so he could only endure it. After enduring it for a long time, he finally confirmed that the white ghost could not get close to the statue, and finally A little peace of mind.
"What should we do now?" Zhou Qingfeng patted his chest to calm his heartbeat, "Cyric, tell me clearly, what is this?"
The God of Murder was also quite resentful, "I really am not trying to harm you this time. Just because there is this statue of Corellon, I can't sense the situation in its underground prison. Who knows there is a ghost hiding in this place."
"Does this broken stone have this ability?"
"This broken stone is protecting you. You should face up to the power of the gods. I don't know how many people hope to be favored by the gods and long to become God's chosen people..."
"Stop, stop, stop bragging. Tell me what to do?"
"You can figure it out on your own, you won't die now anyway."
Cyric didn't know what he was planning and kept silent. Facing the glowing ghost, Zhou Qingfeng was frightened for a long time and said: "Hey..., can we have a good talk?"
The white ghost is just a ball of light, and you can't tell what it is. It is like a crazy madman. After being stimulated, it takes Zhou Qingfeng as the target of venting. It either curses the boy for disturbing his sleep, or asks about the boy's origins.
But no matter what Zhou Qingfeng said or answered, the ghost didn't respond. It just kept roaring, as if it was mentally retarded.
After talking to each other for a long time, Uncle Zhou finally gave up verbal communication. He touched himself and found that all the equipment was still there, but ordinary weapons could not deal with the ghosts, only the golem of the elf archer.
Twenty-four hours have passed since Zhou Qingfeng fell to the bottom of the pit, and the demon can be used again. When he said the password 'Sinda', the white ghost was obviously startled. But next..., no Ordinary things happened.
In the Elvish language, 'Sinda' means 'praise'.
When the word 'Sinda' came out, the first thing that reacted was not the Archer Golem, but the Corellon statue that had been silent. The statue that had been silent for many years suddenly lit up with a faint light, and the statue's eyes seemed to be activated, with a majestic bearing. Scan the prison halls.
Zhou Qingfeng was startled by the dim light of the statue, and saw Corellon's eyes shooting out a ray of light, shining on the Archer Golem. After a few seconds, the dim light of the statue disappeared, and the Archer Golem glowed brightly, and it pulled the trigger without hesitation. He drew the bow string and shot an arrow.
The psychic arrow far beyond the ordinary shot out and hit the white ghost. This blow was extremely powerful, and it exploded directly after the hit, blasting the white ghost into pieces.
The bào zhà came too suddenly, and the loud noise vibrated back and forth in the closed space. Zhou Qingfeng's ears were buzzing from the shock. The bombed ghost immediately misfired, and the divided parts quickly fled, trying to re-open in the distance.
Gather, restore.
"Cum again."
When the white ghost appeared, it scared Zhou Qingfeng's little heart so much that it almost jumped out of his chest. Now that he saw the other party's misfortune, he immediately became bolder and wanted to destroy the other party.
Hearing that another shot was about to be fired, the scattered ghost light group seemed to be frightened, and the speed of converging towards the center accelerated a little, but this was not enough. Seeing that the elf archer was about to let his soul fly away and die completely.
....
A pleading voice appeared in Uncle Zhou's mind, "Don't..., don't kill me. I surrender, I surrender, and I am willing to serve you as my master. Please have mercy on me, I am imprisoned here."
I have been very unlucky for decades. Please let me go."
Owner?
This plea made Zhou Qingfeng hesitate. The second psychic arrow of the Archer Golem was already on the string, which made him want to hear what the other party said, "Who are you? What are the benefits of being your master?"
As he spoke, the ghost light group completed gathering again, but its size was much smaller than before after suffering heavy damage.
A small piece of light separated from the center and floated over. The other party said: "I am a half-demon, and I am willing to offer a soul contract under the witness of the Elf Guardian. The master can control everything about me."
The core of the light group was suspended in front of Zhou Qingfeng, but he turned back to look at the statue of Corellon behind him, and then at the powerful Archer Golem. He didn't quite understand the connection between them.
But thinking that his body could imprison even the God of Murder, he shouldn't be afraid of other gods, so Zhou Qingfeng reached out and grabbed the core of the light group - with a light touch, he immediately understood the so-called 'soul contract'.
There is nothing wrong with the contract itself, it just clarifies the rights and obligations of the master and his subjects. It's just that the contract is in devilish language, and the person who wants to sign the contract with Zhou Qingfeng is a half-demon.
By signing a master-servant contract with a half-demon, Zhou Qingfeng can gain many benefits. For example, he can obtain different 'demon bodies' based on the demon's bloodline, and his strength, physique, and agility will all be greatly improved.
The price is that you must feed this slave with your own flesh and blood. If your flesh and blood is not enough, you must feed it with your own soul.
Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be very interested in the 'contract', the ghost light group breathed a sigh of relief. It felt that it would not be completely eliminated, and proactively said: "Master, as long as you are willing to accept this contract, I will offer you
Total loyalty."
"Do demons have the quality of loyalty?" Zhou Qingfeng asked disdainfully.
Demons are the embodiment of chaotic evil. There is no word 'loyalty' in their dictionaries, but there are many words related to 'betrayal'.
But the white light group continued to say humbly: "Master, I am only a half-demon, not a pure demon. In order for me to serve you better, I hope you can do me a favor first."
The contract hasn't even been signed yet and you start making demands?
Zhou Qingfeng frowned slightly, "What do you want me for?"
"I have been imprisoned here for decades. Even if I turn into a ghost, I can't escape because my bones are still trapped in the dungeon."
The ghost whispered: "You seem to have a good relationship with the elves. Not only do you have the mystical golem of the elves, but you can also inspire the remaining power of faith in the idol. I am willing to be your servant. Can you free me from the dungeon?"
"
It turns out that this group of ghosts is imprisoned here.
Zhou Qingfeng frowned even more tightly. Cyric couldn't help but ran out and explained, "This is the ghost of an abyss demon horse. It is the offspring of the hybrid between the demon 'Nightmare' and an ordinary horse when the demons invaded. This is
It's a nice mount.
The elves of Silverleaf City fought against demons and captured many demon descendants. This Abyss Demon Horse should have been imprisoned at that time. Obviously, the elves did not take it with them when they evacuated the Black Forest, nor did they release it.
You should still be able to see its skeleton in the dungeon. I have to revise my previous judgment. The deep pit you fell into was probably dug by it, and it was probably waiting for someone to come down and rescue it. But after being imprisoned for decades, it
Mentally a little abnormal."
Cyric's explanation triggered Zhou Qingfeng's silent complaint - You crazy god, do you have the right to say that others are mentally unstable?
However, the judgment of the God of Murder was obviously correct. After being severely injured, the ghost light group became more awake. It restored its original shape and transformed into the shape of an abyss demon horse. Its four hooves were thick, its body was tall, and it was covered with bone armor. It looked ferocious.
Terrible.
Its head is completely different from that of a horse. It is a monster head with fangs and huge teeth. The skull is very thick, and there is a sharp spike on the top of the head like a unicorn. It looks like a rough guy who is good at savage charging.
Zhou Qingfeng's pony was abandoned in the woods, and he was probably snatched away by the goblins. Now here comes this thing, which looks very powerful. He hesitated for a while and asked again