Archdemon

The two of them were very close.

"Wilmot, this is a master-servant contract. If you sign it, you can live. I only have this contract now. If you fail, you know the consequences. So for your life, don't resist."

Holing held the scroll and squatted in front of the gnoll shaman, saying earnestly.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid." Wilmot nodded calmly.

"It's better to do so."

Huo Ling gently opened the scroll, activated the runes on it, and left his soul mark on the master's position.

Then the remaining runes, under his control, went straight to Wilmot's head. After the runes entered his body, they danced around his soul.

"Ah!!!"

These runes were like red-hot irons, drilling into Wilmot's soul, and some runes were circling around the periphery, trying to extract a part of his soul.

This was an extremely painful time. If Wilmot had the will to resist now, he might defeat these magic runes and cause the signing of the slavery scroll to fail.

But he thought of Huo Ling's threat and really didn't dare to bet whether Huo Ling would really kill him.

Wilmot gritted his teeth to bear this pain, and then a wisp of soul was drawn out by the rune and passed to the side of Huo Ling's soul through the contract.

Huo Ling could clearly perceive this scene through his mental perception. His mental power swept over this wisp of soul. He knew that as long as he crushed this wisp of soul, he could easily kill Wilmot.

Even just touching this soul lightly would cause him great pain and harm.

"Wilmot, one day in the future, you will be glad that you have become my slave." Huo Ling threw the used scroll on the ground and said with a smile.

"My Lord." Wilmot changed his posture, from sitting on the ground to kneeling on one knee, and his once proud head was now lowered.

"Have a good rest, I look forward to your service in the future."

Huo Ling left a word and then left here, and by the way, he also returned all the equipment he had taken off Wilmot before.

After returning to the ground, he informed the other people in the company that this jackal had become his follower, otherwise the others would be scared when they saw a jackal in the mine.

After Wilmot came up, he looked up at the sky, breathed in the fresh air, and couldn't help but sighed. From then on, he was no longer a free man.

But life always has to go on. After the slave collar was taken off, the magic power in his body was slowly recovering. Now he just felt hungry. He had been locked up for a few days without eating anything.

After Huo Ling solved Wilmot's problem, he was in a good mood. This Wilmot was also a totem master, which was very good. If Huo Ling wanted to recruit his own troops in the future, he would have a chance to use it.

Huo Ling had nothing to do next, so he planned to increase his daily meditation time and advance himself to gold as soon as possible.

When a professional reaches gold, it is another class, and Huo Ling is looking forward to it.

...

At night, a mysterious guest arrived outside the gate of the mining company.

The guest wore a black robe, wrapped himself tightly, and even wore a hood on his head.

She stopped in front of the sentry post where the dark warrior was stationed, took a deep breath, and slowly said: "Huo Ling, I have something to talk to you."

Every undead warrior can be regarded as one of Huo Ling's eyes. As long as Huo Ling shifts his attention to the dark warrior, he can hear it.

This woman is here.

Huo Ling smiled slightly, ordered the sentry to release the guard, and let her come up.

Along the way, An Rurui carefully avoided any slight movement, not wanting her trace to be discovered by others.

Huo Ling brought her into the conference room, looked back at her outfit, and couldn't help but teasing: "Senior An, what's the matter with you wearing this? Night attack on the mine?"

"I came to you to complete the contract." An Rurui's voice was calm.

"Contract, what contract? Hasn't our contract been completed? I rescued the people, and you give me the Heart of the Ancient Tree." Huo Ling folded his hands in front of his chest.

"And..." An Rurui took a deep breath.

Huo Ling frowned when he heard it, and then seemed to think of something and laughed: "Senior, you are not going to sleep with me for a month, and give me 200,000 magic stones?"

He waved his hand and said generously: "Don't worry, you don't have to do these verbal promises. I have given me the Heart of the Ancient Tree. I am already very satisfied. Please go back."

"I have signed...signed the contract. My hell contract has not been completed yet." An Rurui sighed.

"These are what I wrote first, and then I said I would give you the Heart of the Ancient Tree. I was too anxious at the time and I didn't have time to wipe it off."

"Huh?"

He stretched out his hand to stroke his chin with a little stubble, and looked thoughtfully at the woman in front of him who was wrapped tightly in a black robe.

"So, in order to save you, I have to sleep with you?"

"We can sleep in the same bed and do nothing, and we can complete the contract this way." An Rurui raised her head and stared at Huo Ling.

"Are you serious?" Huo Ling couldn't help laughing.

"Junior brother, I think you are a good person, a gentleman, and you should not do such a thing of taking advantage of others' misfortune." An Rurui looked at Huo Ling with a serious face.

Huo Ling raised his eyebrows and smacked his lips, "Senior An, you've got the wrong person."

He moved closer to An Rurui and continued, "You know, I'm an honest man, and I'll strictly abide by the contract."

"You...we agreed to use the Heart of the Ancient Tree in exchange for your saving people!" An Rurui stared at Huo Ling in a rage.

"Yes, that's right, but the contract was written by you, and it has nothing to do with me." Huo Ling shook his head.

"Why didn't you remind me at the time!" An Rurui said angrily, and lowered her voice as if she was afraid that others would hear her.

"I thought it was a little surprise you gave me, how could I refuse your kindness." Huo Ling said with a smile.

"Senior, it's late at night, if it doesn't work, I'll go back to sleep, you can do whatever you want." He turned around and prepared to leave.

"You...wait a minute!" An Rurui stepped forward and tried to grab Huo Ling, but her outstretched hand hit the magic shield on his body.

Huo Ling turned his head to look at her. An Rurui's eyes were filled with fear and a hint of pleading: "I don't want to die."

If she didn't complete the hell contract, the only way out for her was to have her soul wiped out by the rules.

"Senior sister, you know me, I am the most helpful person!"

Huo Ling grabbed An Rurui's hand, pulled her into his arms, looked into her eyes and said affectionately.

"Don't... not here!" An Rurui said with a trembling voice like a frightened bird.