The three candidates for the master of the secret realm jumped back to the shore.
Their men all had serious faces, as if they hadn't seen anything just now.
Even Alexey, the guy who usually relied on his personal strength to oppress Valery, couldn't hold back his smile at this time.
Because he knew that he could never demolish his own people in front of these outsiders.
What was supposed to be a hilarious scene suddenly turned into a serious drama.
Therefore, the farce of hitting the bottom of the pool just now, at this moment, looks a bit like a necessary ritual before the contract.
I don’t know if this will become a routine.
Claude, Black Cat, and Valery began the contract process with expressionless faces.
How to make a contract with the "source of Yin Qi" is common sense to them.
First, let out the original breath of your soul, contact the shallow pool in front of you, which is the "source of Yin Qi", and communicate with it.
After the two parties agree on their rights and obligations, a contract rule will be formed, and then the source auras will be exchanged with each other.
They need to leave part of their spiritual aura in the "source of Yin Qi".
The "source of Yin Qi" will also imprint part of the original breath into the depths of their souls.
In this way, the contract is concluded and is unbreakable.
This is equivalent to when humans make a contract, both parties must sign and seal the same contract separately.
But this effect is much greater, and the cost of violating the contract is extremely serious.
The essence and the oath of heaven are the same thing. The secret realm itself can be regarded as a small heaven. After making a contract with it, one can imagine how serious the consequences will be if it is violated.
Claude closed his eyes and concentrated, and a blood-red aura gurgled out from his body and flowed to the ground. Strangely, it didn't touch any soil, and just flowed straight into the pool.
The black cat Tom opened his mouth, and a strange pink breath floated out from his body and towards the pool.
Valery raised the black hammer, and an earth-yellow aura emanated from the black hammer and rushed towards the pool.
Alexey was extremely surprised when he saw this scene.
Unexpectedly, Valery would eventually embark on the path of the legendary Necromancer Lich. The other party seemed to place his soul on this hammer secret treasure.
But has the other party ever thought about what happens if this baby is touched by someone again next time...
After the three people released their respective soul auras, everyone's eyes turned to the pond.
After three divine soul auras of different colors rushed into the pond, the gray-white auras began to become violently active and intertwined with them.
Everyone was nervous and excited at the same time. If their boss/tribe leader/best friend could succeed in the contract in one fell swoop, it would not be impossible for them to follow the chickens and dogs to heaven.
After all, this is a rather large secret realm. When they came, they briefly checked the area. It was at least over 100,000 square kilometers, which is considered a not too small country on earth.
Moreover, this is an independent world. The masters become the masters of the secret realm, which is equivalent to the existence of God. The servants can always get a god position, right
However, after a while, the expectant villains only heard three angry voices...
"What? I can only be your servant of the dead? Then why the hell were you so happy just now..."
"Well, you're so happy, that's right..."
"What? Anyone who has three more servants who bring their own food and sell themselves for free will be happy. Damn it..."
Everyone saw that the three soul auras of different colors were hurriedly retreating towards their respective bodies from the center of the pool.
And three gray-white auras hurriedly followed behind, with a look of "You don't want to leave, you want to stay", and entangled two people and one cat respectively.
Claude swung his cloak to block the gray-white aura rushing toward him, looking cold and cold.
Huh, how is it possible that the lord of the blood stone demon doesn't do anything good and just comes to be your undead servant? Immortality is not a rare thing for the leader of this clan...
The black cat Tom also "hummed" and jumped directly onto the head of one of his men to avoid the entanglement of the gray-white aura.
Uncle Tom is going to be the God of Death. If he makes a contract with you as a servant of the dead, how will he turn around in the future
Valery was the most direct. He swung the black hammer and smashed the gray-white aura that came towards him. The fighting nation will never be a slave!
The pool water began to boil again, but this time, everyone could feel its anger.
"Damn it, this source of Yin Qi said that it has already selected a master of the secret realm in advance, but it still lacks a few servants... what a bastard!"
"I just want to know, who is that damn Lord of the Secret Realm? Is he stronger than us?"
Valery had a straightforward temper and couldn't hide things, so he yelled angrily.
The black cat narrowed its eyes and said coldly: "I'm afraid he is another talented person similar to the 'Son of God'..."
Claude shook his head and said in confusion: "According to Mr. Tom, the other party should be well-known in the world of death. It makes no sense that this new undead secret realm can choose him. We don't know any news."
Hearing this, the black cat nodded, also very confused.
It refines the ways of death, and balance spreads its tentacles across the globe.
It believes that anyone on earth who has some reputation in the field of death is under its attention. After all, they are all its direct competitors in the future.
Just like the two opponents in front of him, it goes without saying that Claude uses blood and death as the foundation of his cultivation.
The two parties have long been friends, and he wanted to courier him before, but he was not fooled.
Instead, he plotted against the Son of God and Knight A, but failed in the end, and then ordered the bloodstone demons living on the ground to return to his underground castle to hide.
I don’t know what means he used to avoid Knight A’s global patrols many times, and he is still alive and well until now.
It's a pity, otherwise, wouldn't there be one less competitor today
And those two big Rakshasa men, who have made great achievements in the field of undead, have also been in the sight of its subordinates for a long time. Otherwise, it would not have been possible before to achieve "the mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole follows behind".
Black Cat thought about it over and over, and suddenly thought of a place, and suddenly looked horrified.
Claude's eyes turned cold, and he keenly noticed the changes in the black cat.
The black cat's expression quickly returned to normal, and then he said nonchalantly: "It seems that this source of Yin Qi will not choose us for a while, and we need to wear off its temper."
Valery was unaware of anything and said anxiously: "If we keep waiting like this, what if the real candidate for the master of the secret realm comes?"
Alexey reminded: "We don't have to worry about it. I believe these two big shots will take care of it for us."
Claude showed a strange smile: "It's very simple, we stay here, and we will kill whoever comes..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pool of water boiled again, seeming extremely angry.
"SORRY, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I made a mistake," Claude raised his hands in a gesture of apology, and then quietly made a gesture to his sister and other tribesmen.
Claudia was a little confused when she saw this, and then nodded.
Claude then said to the other two: "We need to ambush first..."
Valery understood what he meant this time. He hesitated for a moment, then communicated with his companion with his spiritual thoughts, and the two of them discussed.
After a while, he nodded to express his agreement with Claude's suggestion, and the black cat also had no objection.
So the three parties each agreed on the ambush location... and then each went to the place of their choice to ambush.
… …
Fang Ning was lying on the floor of the system Internet cafe, looking like a salted fish.
The system uncle asked in confusion: "You didn't exert any force this time, why are you still so tired?"
Fang Ning said feebly: "I'm not tired. I just feel a deep sense of powerlessness when I think of the terrifying guy here who you can't deal with."
System: "You are really worried too much. No matter how scary that ghost train is, you don't dare to get into my system space. Seeing that you are so afraid, then you might as well go to the blacksmith shop and surf the Internet..."
Fang Ning said speechlessly: "It's buzzing there every day, how can I still be in the mood to surf the Internet?"
At this moment, a voice that made him ecstatic suddenly came into the system Internet cafe.
"Your Excellency the Warden, according to the last words of those two evil spirits, I have found a way."
Fang Ning immediately got up from the floor, and as if he was resurrected with full health, he ran straight into Anderson's jailer's office.
"Hurry up," he urged. "As long as you can get rid of that terror train, I will give you a hundred dragon honey elixirs afterwards."
The system uncle immediately interjected: "Remember, one pill lasts for 10,000 years."
Fang Ning had no intention of paying attention to this two-bill system who never knew what fear was and only had experience and money in his eyes. He just listened carefully to Anderson's words.
When Anderson named a person, Fang Ning suddenly understood and couldn't help but feel annoyed.
Sure enough, after being frightened, my IQ will drop drastically. In fact, I used that guy's last time in the Demon Qi Secret Realm.
At that time, I just wanted to understand how the rules of heaven control and how humans can affect natural phenomena out of thin air.
Now think about it, isn't that guy the best candidate for death...
It's really like riding a horse to find a donkey.
…
At this time, in the second level of the Dragon Mystery Realm, Ma Dechun was holding a dark red pill in his mouth and supervising and instructing a group of new souls to move bricks.
The construction of the third floor has been completed, it is already habitable, and farming is in progress.
The design of the second floor is mainly for the arena. Because the Sins of the Soul are advancing more and more, the manpower is sufficient and the speed has increased. Now most of it has been completed.
Once it is completed, Fang Ning can open his own arena and summon all the heroes from the world for him to challenge.
The main purpose now is no longer to make money, but to gain experience.
Last time Ma Dechun performed well, Fang Ning rewarded him with a dragon honey elixir and asked Anderson to promote him to a small foreman, so that this one of the three elders of Dragon Prison was finally no longer a front-line coolie.
This elixir is of extremely high quality. Not only is it infinitely stronger than the usual inferior vitality elixirs, the most important thing is that it can make the soul feel sweet...
This is amazing.
Therefore, Ma Dechun was never willing to finish the meal. He would take it out to taste it from time to time, reminiscing about the good times he had as a human being, and showing other sinful souls that he was different.
Today he took it out again and tasted it while teaching some new soul sins that they were quietly slacking off, but they couldn't hide this from the experienced Uncle Ma.
"Work hard, don't think I can't see it! All of you have committed heinous crimes. Letting you do some work is to give you a chance to atone for your sins! If you do it well, there is still hope of getting promoted and making a fortune like me."
Many ghosts laughed when they saw his appearance.
"Why are you laughing? Do you want me to tell Mr. An to educate you on 'love and justice'?"
The ghosts were immediately silent.
As soon as Anderson was mentioned, his voice came from afar.
"Foreman Ma, come here, the warden is looking for you again."
After Ma Dechun heard this, a proud smile suddenly appeared on the little old man's face.
This time, he wasn't afraid at all.
Because he knows that even if he wants to clean up the useless sinful souls, it will definitely not be his turn first...
So when Anderson asked himself to go at this time, he must have another opportunity to make meritorious deeds.
It was just that in his excitement, it was impossible for him to imagine how big this contribution would be at this time.
… …
In a small town in eastern China, a mysterious ghost train appeared silently on an old abandoned coal railway.
Nearby is an old coal mine that has long been abandoned and has been deserted.
Looking up, we can see a desolate area, with abandoned factories and sunken areas submerged in water, all waiting for renovation.
After it appeared, pieces of fog spread around it, blocking outsiders' sight.
Then it uncharacteristically stopped there.
In the empty cab, a strange conversation came again.
"Locke, according to the master's prompts, the real candidate is from China. It's really ridiculous. We want Easterners to be the gods of death in the West. What does this mean?"
"Danny, of course it's because 'foreign monks can chant sutras'. China has a long history, is uniquely endowed with nature, and is the center of the new era. The heaven in the secret realm does not care about human race, and all humans are the same in its eyes."
"Unfortunately, two of the three waves of people we transported before were all white people like us. Although their qualifications are good, they are probably only good enough to be servants."
"Danny, the most pity is actually the black cat. Its qualifications are just a little bit good, and its strength is so strong. It doesn't seem to be much weaker than the arrogant guy before. It could have made up for its shortcomings with its strength, but it's a pity that it is not human. , destined to be unable to become the master of the secret realm, and can only be a pet or servant."
"Then let's wait here for a few days with peace of mind. Anyone who practices the art of death will be sensitive to the ghost train. This is a God-given opportunity. They will arrive soon. The real candidate will definitely be In the middle, as soon as he shows up, we know."
"Well, that's right. Unfortunately, we can't ask for too much from real candidates, and waste an opportunity to make a fortune."
"Don't worry, Locke, as long as the Lord of the Secret Realm is born, will there be no shortage of fresh corpses in the future? Hahaha."
"Danny, you are right. I have now seen the sight of death everywhere one year later. That will be our feast."
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