Dragon Contract God

In order to inspire everyone's fighting spirit, William issued very rich rewards. Among them, because Hudson stabilized the damaged defensive magic circle, he strengthened the magic shield that had been weakened to less than half of its power by 8%, and got [-]%. An eighth-order Transfiguration wand.

The old man with the big nose commanded the defenders to counterattack because he organized the rescue of the West Gate, and killed at least three high-level magic warriors, and got two bottles of 8th-level magic power enhancement potion and a fire element magic crystal of the same level.

As a high-level magic archer, Pace not only killed many powerful enemies, but also destroyed more than a dozen catapults, so he got three precious armor-piercing arrows and one magic-breaking arrow.

Mole, who captured a high-level magic warrior alive, also received a generous reward. After all, this is the highest-ranked prisoner that Palmore City has captured from the besieging royal army. The value is very unusual, so not only did he get a side Rex, who participated in the battle with the 8th-level magic shield, also got a bottle of 7th-level magic supplement potion.

Many other spell operators who participated in the battle also received rewards, but they were not as precious as those obtained by Hudson and Moller. However, their contributions were obvious to all, so no one raised any objections.

After distributing the rewards, Hudson was appointed by William to negotiate with major magic shops and weapon shops on behalf of the city lord to purchase war supplies through mortgage.The old man with the big nose was in charge of notifying the defenders of the city of the decision William had just announced, and rewarding the defenders who had done meritorious service.William himself was responsible for negotiating with the nobles in the city and controlling them to avoid trouble.

"It's a pity! Why did I practice at that time, and I didn't catch up with the most intense battles, and my combat achievements are so little!" Uruti looked at the fifth-level magic shield in his hand. He had originally obtained a magic armor worth hundreds of gold coins. She should be happy, but when compared with what Mo Le had gained, she began to feel sorry for what she had missed.

Tier 8 magic shield!That is a high-end item worth thousands of gold coins, and it is often priceless in the market. Even if you don't sell it, if you use it yourself, it will be an extra layer of life-saving protection!There is also a level 7 magic supplement potion, a good thing for advanced magicians to replenish magic power. Intermediate magicians only need to drink one-third of it to replenish the magic power in the body in a blink of an eye. The price is cheaper than her level 5 magic shield. It's going to be more expensive!

Uruti thought about it, and then held the javelin fiercely, determined to fight hard in the following battles.Pace watched from the side and laughed, and said happily: "Uruti, this time we are going to fight side by side again!"

Uruti froze for a moment, but recovered quickly, and said with a smile: "Yeah, I'm afraid I will have to rely more on your arrow support this time."

Pace's eyes were a little sad. Uruti's reaction was obviously still resisting him, but he knew that he couldn't blame Uruti for this. After all, they betrayed their most trusted partner for their own reasons. It is normal not to be forgiven now. things.

At this time, Moller was heading west of the city with Rex, Pace, and Uruti.The old man with the big nose was in charge of arranging for the spell operators to garrison the city defense. Because Mo Le and the others had experience in participating in the defense of the west of the city, they were all sent there. At this time, four magicians, eight magic archers, two More than a dozen magic warriors.

During the war period, the control is very strict. All law operators must act according to the order. If they act without authorization, they will be arrested as disobedience to the military order, and if it is serious, they will be killed on the spot!This also made Moller's previous plan to go to the magic shop of the Proro Kingdom to search for war supplies to the end.

"Mr. Moeller!"

At this moment, a soldier suddenly ran over and handed him a piece of sheepskin and said: "The prisoner you caught before is willing to confess, but he is willing to speak only if he asks to see you. The acting city lord has approved it. Please hurry up." Come with me!"

Moller opened the parchment and saw that there was indeed a document signed and approved by William on behalf of the city lord, allowing him to go to the prison to visit Scott, who was captured by him.

The natural environment of a place like a prison can’t be very good. As soon as Mole walked into this dark, cold underground stone room full of rotten and bloody smells, he quickly held his breath, and gave himself and was about to spit it out as quickly as possible. Rex set up magic protection to isolate the attack of the stench.

"It's disgusting!" Rex, who only "lived" after being rescued by Brother Mole, shouted angrily: "Such a smelly place must be set on fire!"

Not giving Rex the chance to be an arsonist, Moller soon saw Scott, who was captured by him. The senior magic warrior didn't seem to be tortured, but his spirit was very listless.

Since both of his hands were broken at the wrist, the guards did not put handshakes on him, but he only wore shackles on his feet. When he saw Mo Le, his eyes lit up immediately, and he waved his broken arms excitedly, dragging the shackles forward. flutter.

The guard yelled and cursed loudly, and a black long stick in his hand sparked a bright white magic lightning, hitting Scott's body, making him scream, but he calmed down because of it.

"Your name is Moller, right! Master Moller, I am willing to confess, and I am willing to tell everything I know, but you must return the glove to me!" Scott talked about the conditions, hopeful Look at Moeller.

Moeller sneered and said, "Do you think this is possible? Return the weapon to the enemy!"

"I am willing to exchange!" Scott said quickly: "I am willing to teach you all the magic and martial arts skills I know, please, return the gloves to me, I don't want to be a useless person, I don't want to be a waste !"

Scott became a little hysterical, and he summoned the jailer's magic lightning to serve him. When he didn't dare to yell, a bald, fat middle-aged man who was standing in the shadow of the corner limped over and used The shrill voice said gloomyly: "It seems that he didn't sincerely want to confess, Mr. Moller, I'm sorry, but we bothered you for nothing. Leave the next thing to me. It won't take an hour. I'll make him confess!"

This bald, fat middle-aged man is now the warden, and he doesn’t know what he’s been through, Scott seems to be terrified of him, when he heard him say this, he suddenly panicked, and shouted at Moller in a breakdown: “No! Mr. Moller, I am willing to sign a slave contract and be your thug, please return the gloves to me! I am willing to say anything!"

This high-ranking magic warrior with terrifying combat power was crying weakly at this time, screaming that he didn't want to be a waste. He stretched out a pair of bare wrists, and his expression was very miserable.

Hearing that the other party was willing to sign a slave contract, Mo Le was very surprised. He looked at the warden again. The other party smiled and took out a magic communicator. After connecting, he said a few words to the communicator. He nodded to Mo Le and said: "It has been approved by the acting city lord. If it is to sign a slave contract, it is possible!"

The high-level slave contract scroll was provided by the city lord's mansion, and it was delivered within ten minutes. Scott bit his arm tremblingly, and sprinkled blood on the scroll. After absorbing his blood, the slave contract scroll rose to the ground. A mass of blood-colored light hovered above his head.

Moeller sent a little of his spiritual power into the light, and then the light fell on Scott's forehead, turning into a mark like a dragon's claw trace according to Mole's intention.

As if scalded, Scott fell to the ground screaming in pain and curled up.

At this time, if Scott is not voluntary, relying on the strength gap between the two sides, he can completely resist the invasion of this contract magic power-if the senior strongman is unwilling, I am afraid that only a master-level figure can force him to sign a slave contract!But at this time Scott was willing, so he reluctantly gave up his resistance, and let the mark be successfully branded on his forehead.

From then on, he had to obey Mo Le's orders, and he couldn't resist at all, otherwise he would die of pain, and Mo Le could take his life at any time when he moved his mind—because the brand of this contract was not only imprinted on his body. On the flesh, but also on his soul!

Scott, who had accepted the slave contract, looked as if he had suffered a serious illness, but after getting the gloves returned by Moller, he seemed to have regained all his energy in an instant, and his whole body once again With the ferocious aura shown on the battlefield before.

With the coercive effect of the slave contract, although Scott's face was ugly, he could only truthfully confess all the information he knew, including the deployment of the royal army, information about the powerful, and the battle plan.As a high-level magic warrior who is highly valued, Scott knows a lot. Although the information about the fire cloud group is outdated, the strength information of the strong players participating in the battle is very helpful for the next battle. The bald classic The warden was very happy and immediately reported the information.

After preliminary verification, it was confirmed that Scott had indeed told the truth. Not only was the bald warden very happy, but Moller was also secretly relieved. Through the connection of the contract, he really had the ability to control Scott well. The feeling in the palm of his hand confirmed that this senior magic warrior really couldn't disobey his orders.

"Would you like to fight with me on the top of the city?" Moeller asked Scott.

The bald warden laughed and said, "Mr. Moller, you don't have to ask that. This man is your slave now, but he's just a talking tool. You don't need to ask his opinion, just give the order!"

Scott heard that although his face was ugly, he did not deny it, and remained silent as if resigned to his fate.

So when Mo Le walked out of the cell, he followed behind him a guard with high-level strength, who looked like a slave with an iron tower, and he had more confidence in the next battle.

"Mo...Master, can you give me a mask?" Scott asked Mole suddenly, who had been silent on the way.

Moller thought for a while, and realized that he had no face to fight against his former comrades with his true face, even if he used gloves to attack with very obvious characteristics, even if he was wearing a mask, he would be recognized by others.But I still want to hide my face to escape reality.

Moller didn't care, he only needed Scott's combat power, and didn't care about his mentality, so he took out a silver metal mask from the magic bag and gave it to him. After putting on the mask, the whole person seemed to relax a lot.

"Brother Moller, will this person have to listen to us in the future?" Rex first looked at Scott critically for a while, as if he was quite satisfied, and then asked Moller curiously. After answering in the affirmative, Rex immediately pointed to Scott excitedly and said, "Hey! You, hurry up and find a hundred catties of delicious food for this uncle!"

Scott froze and didn't know how to respond, but Moller stopped Rex's nonsense: "There is going to be a war soon, where can I find delicious food? When the battle is over, I will definitely let you eat enough! After finishing speaking, Moller said solemnly to Scott: "Listen to my first order to you: You must obey my brother Rex, even if it is not in conflict with my order. Sacrifice yourself to protect his safety!"

"Yes!" The power of the contract made Scott completely unable to resist, and obediently agreed.