After Mond smashed the frost dragon into pieces with one punch, he landed next to Norman.
The magic light rose in Norman's hand, and the ochre light flickered.
But Mond landed on the ground with a bang, and his right palm slammed down, directly shattering the khaki magic light with one palm!
Immediately afterwards, Mond's right hand grabbed Norman's neck.
Just as he was about to strangle him to death, the old magician suddenly shouted, "I... I have a treasure!"
"I'll buy my life with a treasure!"
The strength in Mond's hand loosened slightly, and with a plop, old Norman fell to the ground.
He suddenly sneered and said, "Tell me, what treasure is it!"
"If you lie to me, you know the consequences!"
Norman kept coughing. When Mond's right hand grabbed his neck, the divine power with the breath and characteristics of lava also rushed into his body.
The powerful dual laws directly shattered Norman's triple magic defense.
It also mixed the divine power and magical origin in Norman's body into a mess.
“Ahem…”
He coughed, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and said to Mond: "My Lord, that sword is... is a treasure!"
Norman pointed at the Source-Devouring Sword on the ground with his extremely weak hand.
Ye Fan watched this drama, which kept changing.
"Norman, damn it!"
"That's my sword, that's my sword!"
"You can't take it from me, it's my sword!"
Louis leaned limply against the mountain wall, his eyes full of anger and madness, his face extremely pale as he roared loudly.
Mond glanced at the Source-Devouring Sword on the ground and originally showed a contemptuous smile, but when he saw Louis's look at this moment, he couldn't help but become interested.
Norman struggled to speak: "Sir, pick up this sword and kill someone with it and you will know!"
Mond smiled grimly, his interest growing stronger.
He strode to the Source-Devouring Sword, grabbed the three-foot-long sword, and without stopping, came directly in front of Louis.
With a "swish", the long sword pierced fiercely into the latter's body.
Louis' eyes were full of hatred and he stared at Mond.
His face, the corners of his mouth, and even his entire body were shaking.
His eyes were quickly filled with fear, panic, and despair.
"You... this..."
The next scene made Mond's pupils shrink slightly.
Ye Fan laughed loudly, and he heard the system sound.
Ding, the sword master changes, Mond!
Ding, absorb the origin of the Sword Master's laws, and the Sword Master dies, and obtain 30,000 evolution points!
Mond was surprised to see that Louis, who was seriously injured and a little thin, suddenly became shriveled and old.
All the strength in the divine body seemed to be swallowed up in an instant.
The sound of bones breaking continued to be heard.
Hair dries and falls out quickly.
His eyes quickly turned gray and dim.
Teeth and nails all fell off.
In just two or three seconds, with a bang, it turned into a dry, gray human skin and fell to the ground.
At the same time, Mond felt a warm current flowing out from his right hand holding the sword and into his body.
Under the flushing of this warm current, all the fatigue in the body dissipated.
Moreover, Mond felt that he seemed to have a little understanding of the law of wind.
His cultivation at the primary level of the second grade had also improved a little.
A light suddenly lit up in Mond's eyes, and then flashed away, and he whispered softly: "Sure enough, there is a way!"
"It's a good sword!"
"Hahaha-"
Not far away, Norman saw the scene after Louis' death. Although he felt a little sad, he was still glad that he had made the right bet.
Now, it all depends on whether Mond will kill himself as well.
The feeling of having his life and death controlled by others made Norman feel uneasy and fearful.
Mond turned around, brandished the Source-Devouring Sword, and came to Norman with a big laugh.
He held the sword in his hand and swung it down.
Norman sighed, closed his eyes and waited for death.
A cold touch spread along the edge of the neck, but that chill did not spread quickly.
Then, Norman heard a cold voice in his ear: "Old magician, do you know the master-servant contract?!"
"If you can't, you can die!"
Norman felt extremely bitter in his heart, but he quickly opened his eyes and replied hurriedly: "I know, I know, I will, I will!"
Norman not only knew about the master-servant contract, but also knew that once this contract was signed, life and death would be controlled by others.
As long as the master's contract exists, as a servant, one thought can lead to death.
But, life and death compared to freedom!
Something undoubtedly insignificant!
As long as I can survive, none of this matters!
Norman was thinking about it in his heart.
Mond smiled grimly: "Very good, then let's start signing!"
Ye Fan watched all this in the sword body. When he saw the contract come out, he felt the breath of the original law.
The sound of obscure and mysterious spells continued to emanate from Norman's mouth.
His eyes were filled with endless confusion and despair of losing his freedom.
Soon, a roll of parchment made of powerful and rich magical light appeared in the air.
Appeared in front of Mond and Norman.
The parchment was tinged with a rich purple color.
There are many articles listed on it.
For the two parties who signed the contract, they can understand all these clauses even if they don't know a single word.
Norman gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and signed his real name in the face of death.
Mond glanced at the words on the parchment and also signed his real name.
The moment the two names were mentioned, a deep purple flame quickly burned up.
This flame cast a purple glow on the faces of the two men.
There was a ferocious and pleased expression on Mond's face.
He got a good sword and an experienced magician servant.
Norman's face was filled with despair, but in the end he seemed to have figured it out and his expression quickly turned into determination.
The parchment burned up quickly.
Both of them felt that there was a force of contract in their hearts and souls, binding them together.
Mond felt clearly that as long as he had a thought, the old magician in front of him would surely die.
Moreover, even if he died, this old magician would also die instantly.
This master-servant contract is extremely overbearing.
But for Mond, he was very satisfied with this contract.
Ye Fan saw the entire process of the contract formation and thought thoughtfully.
Mond laughed loudly, patted Norman on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Let's go quickly, I will help you to fight!"
"Ha ha-"
Norman staggered and felt that all the bones in his body were almost falling apart.
But the lava power in his body was taken back by this slap.