God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 118

"What? Don't you want to? In that case" At this moment, the other party's face showed murderous intent.

"I sign!" The white-robed youth hurriedly gritted his teeth and wrote his name on the scroll.

"Hehe, good, good." The demon nodded in satisfaction, retracted the flames into his body, and said to the young man in white robe, "Since you signed your name, then we are our own."

"Yes, yes!" The white-robed youth nodded again and again, but his eyes were flickering with viciousness.

The demon looked at the white-robed young man in front of him and sneered, "I don't care what you are thinking, but as long as you sign the contract, you can only obey my orders obediently, and I will not allow betrayal. Otherwise, hehe , you know what the consequences are."

"Okay, my lord!"

Seeing the young man in white robe lowering his head, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he looked at Zhang Chuan who had walked not far away, "Ant, it's your turn

, but I want to tell you, don’t attempt any resistance, because you will never have this chance.Sign it.The devil threw the parchment to Zhang Chuan. "

Zhang Chuan caught the parchment scroll, then opened it and took a look. The dense text on it made his scalp numb. Although he didn't recognize the text on it, he also knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

He seems to have done the same.

"What to do, what to do." Zhang Chuan hurriedly suppressed the thoughts in his heart, not daring to think about it, for fear of arousing the suspicion of the devil.He took a deep breath.Then tremblingly handed the parchment to the devil, "My lord, this parchment seems a bit strange."

The devil took the sheepskin scroll, opened it and looked at it, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face,
"Huh?" What's going on?How did the power on the scroll disappear?
"Sir, I don't know either." Zhang Chuan shook his head hurriedly.

After repeatedly looking at Zhang Chuan for a few times, and confirming that the other party was right under his nose, that he had not tampered with, and that there was nothing strange about it, the devil took out another parchment scroll.

"It's still this, you try again."

Zhang Chuan took the parchment, took a deep breath, and handed it to the devil again, "My lord, this one is still the same."

"Could it be because my power was emptied and turned into ordinary paper?" the devil murmured.

Suddenly, it seemed to think of something, its terrifying eyes burst into light, and it looked at Zhang Chuan, "Boy, don't try to play tricks, I don't believe that ants like you dare to play tricks on me, otherwise, you should be better than me!" Death is more painful."

"Yes." Zhang Chuan nodded hurriedly, cursing secretly in his heart, "So what if I just want to play tricks, what can you do to me?"

Through the system, he exchanged a fake parchment, signed it, and handed it over to the devil.

The devil took the sheepskin scroll and checked it carefully again. After finding that there was nothing abnormal on the sheepskin scroll, he threw the sheepskin scroll into his arms, then looked at the two of them, okay, let's go.

"Go?" They were all puzzled, "Where is this going?"

"Haha, I'm going to take you to a place, and you'll know when the time comes." The demon waved his hand, and a black light flashed, and the two of them disappeared.

But at this moment, in a dark different space, a group of people surrounded a huge altar. The walls of the altar were all pitch-black, exuding an evil atmosphere, and a strong gloomy air escaped from it. .

There were twelve men in black clothes standing around the altar, each of them exuded an icy aura, causing the surrounding temperature to drop below zero in an instant.

"Okay, everyone, now I declare that our plan has been half successful, and the rest is waiting for the final result." The indifferent voice of the man in the leader resounded around the altar.

"Hmph, we've been waiting for this day for so long, and it's finally here." A man in black sneered, his voice was extremely cold, and one couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

"That's right." The leading man in black nodded, with a smile on his face, "After waiting for so long, it's finally time. Our plans over the years can finally be implemented."

All the men in black also laughed, it was a smile full of anticipation.

"Okay, since everyone is ready, let's start." The leader in black said lightly, "Now, let me control this altar and let it run."

His tone was very calm, without the slightest ups and downs.

"Yes." All the men in black nodded in unison, looked at a certain place on the altar together, then closed their eyes at the same time, released their true energy, and poured it into the altar.

With the infusion of true energy from the crowd, the originally dark altar began to brighten slowly, and then an extremely tyrannical force was released from the altar. This force was so powerful that the people in black around couldn't help but retreat. count steps.

At this moment, the space seemed to be distorted, and an extremely powerful aura gushed out from it. Immediately afterwards, a huge portal appeared on the altar. The portal was about ten meters high, with dense lines engraved on it, exuding With an evil breath.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the huge door was pushed open, and the demon came out from inside, followed by Zhang Chuan and the young man in white robe.

"Welcome to my lord!" All the men in black bowed down, and then looked at the guy who walked out of the door, with excited eyes in their eyes.

"Okay, good. Your performance is very good." The demon looked at them with a grinning grin. "Get up."

"Thank you my lord!"

The men in black stood up immediately.

But suddenly, the demon opened his mouth, and a bloody mouth appeared in front of the eyes of the men in black. Before they could react, they all screamed and fell to the ground straight.

"You, you actually killed them all!" The white-robed youth stared wide-eyed, looking at the black-clothed men who fell on the ground, with a shocked expression on his face.

"That's right. You don't have to make such a fuss, these are my servants, as long as I need them, they will become like this." The devil sneered, "But don't worry, your strength is much stronger than them, So, you'll be fine."

After hearing this, the white-robed youth breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still very afraid of demons, after all, the scene just now was too terrifying.

"Why, are you scared?" the devil looked at the white-robed youth and asked, his voice sounded very calm, but in the ears of the white-robed youth, it was like a death talisman. sweat.

"I, I'm not afraid, I just feel very cold." The white-robed youth said tremblingly.

"Oh?" The demon raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face became a little weird, but he didn't continue to pursue it.

(End of this chapter)