"I won't sign a soul contract with you." Zhou Qingfeng modified the contract presented by the Abyss Demon Horse. It is impossible to use devilish words, "I can sign an employment contract with you."
Common language has no magical effect. Zhou Qingfeng thought for a while and switched to the Netheril language taught by Cyric to write the contract. Cyric was very sane, and taught him a lot that seems useless, but in reality it is rare. knowledge.
"Employment contract?" The ghost of the magic horse took back the soul fragments he had sent out, and carefully examined the revised terms. It was surprised to find that Zhou Qingfeng had given up being his absolute controller, and instead became a relatively equal employer.
The advantage of this modification is that the relationship between the master and the servant is not so close, and Zhou Qingfeng reserves the right to fire each other at any time.
"But master, you can't enjoy the enhancement brought by the soul contract." said the ghost of the magic horse. Its blood comes from the abyss "Nightmare", and its appearance is a huge and strong dark black steed.
Flames surround the iron hoof of the'Nightmare', negative energy spouts from its nostrils, and a halo of fear surrounds it. Any enemy who looks at it will suffer a mental shock, and if it can't resist it, it will erode its soul.
This terrible monster is rarely allowed to be mounted, only the most powerful evil being can use it as a mount.
As a descendant of the "Nightmare", signing a soul contract with the Abyssal Demon Horse can enjoy the attribute bonus in terms of power. Zhou Qingfeng will be able to wrestle with the orcs in the future. But he refused without hesitation, "Do you sign or not?"
The employment contract stipulates that the magic horse cannot attack Zhou Qingfeng and his allies, cannot betray, or obey orders. Regarding rights and obligations, the contractual provisions are quite detailed. The benefit it gets is to escape the elven prison, don't even think about flesh and soul.
The term of employment is only two years, and it is up to both parties to renew whether the contract expires.
Abyss Demon Horse did not expect Zhou Qingfeng to be so vigilant. But it has no choice but to accept this contract and hand in its own soul fragments again.
"Since you are a horse and your blood comes from'Nightmare', you should run very fast if you think about it, so I will call you'Shiying' from now on."
The Abyssal Horse has no objection to this. Its real name is long and awkward, and I don't want to use it.
When the contract was established, Zhou Qingfeng immediately sensed his control over this half-demon. The two sides can even communicate directly at the level of thinking at close range. He breathed a sigh of relief, holding the torch, and returned to the entrance of the dungeon.
The rusty bronze prison door is still blocked there, and there is no way to open it with normal means. However, the elf golem stepped forward and kicked the door frame directly, kicking it down.
Behind the cell door is a dark walkway slanting downwards. It is narrow, dry, and extremely rough. 'Jiying' wanted to lead the way, but Zhou Qingfeng let the golem go down first, with instructions-when you encounter any target with malicious intent, hit it if you can hit it, or run if you can't hit it.
"Except for me, there are only some bones left. There is no danger." Jiying muttered.
"What bone?"
"My bones, as well as the corpses of other demon servants. Back then, many of my fellows were imprisoned, but I was the only one who successfully transformed into ghosts. The others have disappeared. Master will understand when you go down and take a look."
The archer golem went down and slipped around, and came back unharmed. So Zhou Qingfeng held the torch down, stepped on the stone steps, and listened to the monotonous echoes, followed the spiral walkway to the underground prison.
This underground space is full of free negative energy, which makes it even more cold and bitter. Zhou Qingfeng raised the torch and moved his steps carefully. In front of him were seven or eight gloomy prison cells, with monster corpses closed behind a thick iron fence.
"This is a hunting spider."'Jiying' introduced in front of a cell. "It is a scout of the demon army, good at sneaking, hiding, and assassinating. The elves hate it very much and have tried many ways to deal with it. , And finally dismembered it."
Inside the first cell was a huge spider that had been dismantled by eight pieces. Its skeleton was covered with traces of weapon hacking and arcane bombardment. Every part of it has been dismantled and studied, and then completely destroyed.
"Are its remains still useful?" Zhou Qingfeng only cared about this.
"It's bones can still sell for some money." Jiying said, "maybe some wizards are interested."
Looking at the spider skeleton that had been dismantled, Zhou Qingfeng tweeted, "Wizard? I know a wizard apprentice. Maybe I can knock him a stroke."
There was a minotaur in the second cell, the skeleton of which was soft and turned to ashes. 'Jiying' said that this thing used to be the main infantry force in the demon servant army, fearless of life and death, not afraid of pain, and relatively easy to command.
Elven wizards experimented with a lot of arcane magic on the Minotaur, causing its soul to dissipate directly after death, and even its bones could not be retained. Uncle Zhou separated the cell fence and pointed to the fly ashes on the ground and asked, "Does the minotaur's ashes serve any purpose?"
"Maybe the witch doctor would like it." Jiying shook his head, "Actually I don't quite understand."
The third and fourth cells are empty, and the fifth one is closed with "Illustration". Zhou Qingfeng saw the bones left behind after his death. It was an extremely tall horse-like monster.
It is one person tall, with strong bones and bone spurs all over its body. The ghostly'Illness Shadow' returned to his bones, its hollow eye sockets lit up with red light, its jaws were open, and its fangs were exposed, making the head look particularly hideous.
"Master, please remove the shackles that bind me. I can go with you."'Jiying' raised its hoof, and its only bone thigh was bound by four thick chains, restricting its movement. Because of this, it has been kept here for more than 50 years.
The four chains are unusual, they are specially made by the elves to imprison the devil, and are engraved with magic runes. 'Jiying' has nothing to do with them.
Standing outside the prison, Zhou Qingfeng expressed satisfaction with the appearance of his new mount. He directed the golem to dismantle the iron fence of the cell first, and then pry the chain off the wall of the cell.
As for the rune chains, they can only be wound around the bone legs of Jiying, and they will find a way to remove them when they return. However, after the chain was broken, some of the restrictions imposed on it were also broken, and the negative energy that strayed in the entire dungeon was converging toward the'Illustration'.
The free abyssal horse roared immediately, and the negative energy gathered from it rolled and overflowed. It stomped on the ground with four hooves, slamming on the floor of the cell, and then lowered its head and slammed into the iron fence of the cell.
The iron fence with its thick arms couldn't help it hit by its accumulating force, and it bends quickly. One of them was directly pierced by the sharp spike on its forehead. It hit a few more times, rumbling and shaking the entire dungeon.
This abyssal magic horse only has a skeleton, but after it gets out of trouble, it absorbs a large amount of negative energy from the prison, quickly recovers its strength, and vaguely loses control. "Stop, do you want to rebel?" Zhou Qingfeng manipulated the soul fragments and forcibly ordered Jiying to be quiet.
The red light in the eyes of'Jiying' stared at Zhou Qingfeng with extremely fierce eyes. It kept stepping on the ground with its hoofs, and a strong negative energy airflow was ejected from its nostrils, and the spikes on its head shone with black light, as if it was about to rush to kill its owner.
"I'll let you stop." Zhou Qingfeng quickly analyzed the soul fragments of Jiying in his mind and grabbed the highest control authority. After a few breaths, this skeletal war horse suddenly screamed and knelt directly with weak front feet.
"Put away your negative energy, and you will not be allowed to use it on me in the future." Zhou Qingfeng ordered.
A certain arcane pattern is attached to the chain on'Jiying' body, which has been fighting against the erosion of negative energy. After losing its integrity, the chain becomes like scrap iron in a steelmaking furnace under the erosion of negative energy, gradually becoming red hot and even liquefying.
'Shiying' manipulates these liquefied metals to cover its own bones and strengthens its defenses against several vital points. After more than a dozen breaths, its body became a mixed state of metal and bone, and its appearance became more brutal and terrifying.
After completing the self-evolution, this abyssal magic horse became a little more honest. It walked up to Zhou Qingfeng and squeezed it to please his master.
Zhou Qingfeng was too lazy to talk nonsense, and he continued to walk towards the back cell. Some are empty, some are closed with a skeleton. In the last room, it was a little different, with a transparent drop of water floating in the cell.
"What is this?" When Zhou Qingfeng looked at the translucent drop of water, the drop of water floated over and approached him actively.
'Jiying' replied: "There was originally a group of demonized elves who were contaminated or transformed by demons on the battlefield. Proud elves did not allow themselves to be defiled, and many people blew themselves up.
That drop of water should be the essence of life they left behind, which can be used to strengthen promotion. But it is poison to the undead, so I never touch it. "