When Mond heard Norman's words, Lang laughed and said, "That's right!"
"Powerful pressure acting on the soul!"
"Very good, now this sword has become even stronger. With this sword, a third-grade intermediate or even a third-grade advanced sub-god is no match for me now!"
Mond looked at the Soul in his hand, his eyes full of joy.
Ye Fan was controlling the magic sword at this moment, which trembled slightly, and the effect of his passive skill Soul Shattering was restrained a little.
Let Norman, the old magician, feel better!
Norman can unleash magic, allowing himself to harvest more evolution points and energy!
It's still somewhat useful!
Buzz buzz buzz—
Mond felt the buzzing and echoing from the sword in his hand, and was even happier: "Look, this sword is very spiritual, it actually responded to my words!"
At this moment, Norman also felt much better.
He nodded: "Sir, as long as this sword can be used by us, it will quickly increase your strength and power!"
Mond hung the Soul-Sorrow back on his waist, patted Norman on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go, let's go see what we have harvested, hahaha!"
Norman rubbed his slightly aching shoulder, grinned helplessly, nodded in agreement, and followed Mond's footsteps.
The two of them went back to the animal pen to check on the blood-eyed black tiger first.
In the animal pen filled with blood and corpses, the black tiger with blood-red eyes locked in an iron cage seemed very anxious and restless due to the strong smell of blood.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
It kept growling, and its pair of blood-red tiger eyes seemed even more ferocious and bloodthirsty.
The murderous aura of a tiger continued to emanate from his body.
The huge body kept slamming against the cage, making a loud bang.
When Mond and Norman came in and saw this scene, Mond smiled faintly.
He walked forward.
The blood-eyed black tiger looked at Mond's figure.
At first, the tiger's eyes were full of murderous intent, but soon it felt a very strong soul pressure.
The blood-pupiled black tiger's eyes quickly fixed on the Soul-Slaying Sword at Mond's waist.
Ye Fan saw the black tiger looking at him.
Haha, this beast has a pretty sharp sense!
A hint of fear quickly appeared in the eyes of the blood-pupiled black tiger.
As Mond walked closer, he felt the powerful pressure on his soul becoming stronger and stronger, making it a little breathless.
Mond came to the cage.
He looked at the blood-eyed black tiger retreating behind the iron cage, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
The deep red lava power burst out from Mond's body.
The crimson light continued to surge.
And there is also a very powerful aura emanating from it.
The sub-god-level pressure that had just been promoted to the primary level of the third rank surged out.
The blood-eyed black tiger's gaze fell on Mond only at this time.
He felt that this human also had an aura of power that made him extremely nervous.
A powerful human being and a strange magic sword!
There was a hint of human-like vigilance in the blood-pupiled black tiger's eyes.
The second-grade advanced demon tiger already has a strong mental ability.
Seeing this scene, Mond smiled slightly: "Old man, it seems that this black tiger has a lot of wisdom!"
The old magician Norman also noticed the look in the blood-eyed black tiger's eyes and responded, "Yes, sir, it will be easier to subdue it this way!"
"And the combat power and potential of this blood-eyed black tiger will be even stronger!"
Mond nodded slightly.
A deep red light of divine power burst out from his right hand.
Throw out a punch!
With a bang, Mond hit the cage directly.
The powerful force immediately shattered the iron cage.
The blood-eyed black tiger saw the cage with a big hole in it, and a hint of ferocity and cruelty flashed in its eyes.
But soon, the aura emitted by Mond, who was standing at the gap, immediately brought the Blood-Eyed Black Tiger back to his senses.
Mond looked directly into the scarlet tiger eyes and said calmly: "I'll give you two choices!"
"One is to be my mount!"
"There is another one, die!"
Mond casually made a sword flower, and the deep red sword light on Hunshang was as hot as flames, and the murderous aura was as cold as ice.
A sword beam pierced out, immediately leaving a long and narrow groove on the ground.
The blood-eyed black tiger lowered its huge head very tactfully.
“Ahhhhh—”
It growled softly, lowered its body, and prostrated itself before Mond.
Mond used his hands to form complex and mysterious hand seals of divine power.
One by one, the divine hand seals condensed into divine contracts.
Finally, a crimson contract emerged from Mond's hand.
This is a mount contract.
Mond imprinted the mount contract directly on the forehead of the blood-eyed black tiger.
In Black Tiger's scarlet eyes, the light of the mount contract flashed by.
Soon, Mond sensed a very clear soul in his mind.
After signing the mount contract, he could simply feel some of the Blood-Eyed Black Tiger's emotions and thoughts.
Similarly, Mond can also convey more specific and complex commands through his consciousness so that the Blood-Eyed Black Tiger can understand them.
Ye Fan could also feel the consciousness of the blood-eyed black tiger.
The demon tiger's consciousness revealed a very obvious fear of Hun Shang.
However, after signing the mount contract, the blood-eyed black tiger, which had carried part of Mond's soul aura, suddenly felt that the pressure on it was much less.
The black tiger walked out of the iron cage and squatted beside Mond.
Mond stepped forward.
Mond, sitting on the blood-eyed black tiger, looks majestic and domineering.
He said to Norman, "Let's go, old man!"
"Let's go check out the other slaves!"
Norman casually cast a lightening spell on himself, caught up with Black Tiger's footsteps, and followed behind Mond.
The two of them went around and soon released all the slaves.
There were about a thousand slaves in the camp, and their composition was very complex.
Some of them were restless, their eyes darting around and they were ready to run away.
Mond directly released the bloody-eyed black tigers and killed four or five of them. After making an example of them, they finally calmed down.
About a thousand slaves stood in the open space of the camp, staring at Mond.
Only a very few people had fear in their eyes, while the faces of the others were solemn.
They looked at the huge and ferocious black tiger with blood-red eyes.
Even the mount is so powerful and brutal, so the strength of Mond, as the master, is naturally self-evident.
Moreover, many slaves could see that Norman's characteristic of constantly resonating with the surrounding elements of heaven and earth was a characteristic of a magician.
A powerful warrior, a magician, and a bloody and ferocious Warcraft mount.
With a little more effort, such a combination is enough to kill all the slaves present!