Mojael combined the two parts of the contract, and then wrote down the items he needed one by one, and found Gustav, who wanted to ask about several of the objects he didn't know and couldn't find, but he didn't expect Gustav to take out a few items in the list directly after reading it, and then told Mojar which stall in which market could buy the 'Demon Eye', and which shop in which city area could be exchanged for 'Tonglan Crystal Refining'...

Before going out of the outer courtyard, he came to Xiyun Pavilion, found Xia Yi, borrowed a badge, and asked Griffitz on the side to go to Vice President Meshko to borrow the black token, and under the impetus of Shay, Griffitz was very reluctant to help Mojel borrow the token.

After borrowing something, under the murderous gaze of Griffiths, Mogar left in disgrace and came to Kenston City, the outer courtyard, and spent an afternoon to find all the items on the list, and it cost more than 7,000 gold coins, which made him feel distressed and wanted to cry.

In the evening, I came to the forbidden place of the library building, used the black token and ring, opened the tenth floor of the forbidden land, and went straight to the ninth floor: the prison forbidden area, which imprisoned countless strange and ancient monsters that were defeated by the tutor or the senior college, and all kinds of roars rose one after another, passing through countless coercion, winding around, and finally stopping in front of a narrow path.

Looking at the pitch-black cliffs on both sides that seemed to be able to devour his eyes, Mo Jiaer swallowed his saliva, took out the giant sword and erected it in front of him, took a deep breath, and slowly walked in.

The cliffs on both sides gradually lit up, the first-level wind magic 'Wind Thorn', the second-level earth magic 'Split Stone', the first-level water magic 'Water Drop'... All sorts of first-level and second-level spells blasted from the cliff wall towards Mojar.

He held the giant sword and kept intercepting, and if he couldn't dodge, he released the magic and consumed it, and as he gradually deepened, the third-level magic and the fourth-level magic followed, and even the fifth-level and sixth-level magic would be interspersed and emerged.

Fortunately, these spells are all directed, and Mogar relies on his giant sword to resist most of the high-level magic, otherwise he would have been blasted into slag.

Obviously, he had only walked for more than ten minutes, but he seemed to feel that after two days and two nights, he walked to the end of the path, and finally saw the light again, and was directly blasted out of the path by the sixth-level magic 'Burst Rain' of the water system, and smashed it on the ground.

Mo Jiaer withdrew the giant sword, staggered up from the ground, looked at the secret room in front of him, smiled, looked at the white mist locked by sixteen chains, laughed twice, calculated a little, and said secretly: "Sure enough, just above here is the 'Pavilion'." ”

At this time, his head was bleeding, his ribs, phalanges and other bones were broken, and he couldn't count them, dozens of wounds of different shades on his shoulders, arms, and thighs were bleeding out, and his magic robe was dyed dark red.

But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he stripped naked directly in front of the mist, and the water system battle qi surged, concentrated on the wound, relieved the injury, took out the gauze and healing potion from the ring, and began to treat the wound for himself.

The locked mist rolled for a while, and the little girl's voice, which had disappeared for two days, reappeared, reaching his ears with a sense of mockery:

"Don't you feel ashamed to strip naked in front of girls!"

"Anyway, I've already seen it once by you, and I'm not afraid to let you watch it again. ”

"The third-level strength dares to break through the 'death rift' that only the sixth-level strength can pass through, since you can find here, then don't you understand or are you not afraid of death?"

"Didn't I come in alive! for the rest of the story, it was worth it. ”

"I don't know where you got your luck, not only did you break through the 'death rift', you didn't die from such a serious injury, but you can also stand and treat your wounds, the broken bones rub against each other, it doesn't hurt!"

Mogar didn't answer, after simply stopping the bleeding, put on his clothes, put on a new magic robe, and then kept taking out things from the ring, each time he took out, the mist would fluctuate, and when he took out the penultimate item, the mist finally rolled violently, and the little girl's mournful voice filled the entire secret room:

"What are you going to do, little boy, what do you know?

"Pain? Nothing compared to the loss of all their loved ones, is it? The last orthodox member of the Nightmare Clan who was imprisoned here by Vice President Armstrong seven hundred years ago!"

"You... How do you know that I am a member of the Nightmare Clan, and my Clan disappeared a million years ago!"

"There are countless books on the third floor here, and if you are careful, you will always find something. Heard... Your people were destroyed by Emperor Aisha!"

"You know what, if it weren't for Queen Aisha passing through our clan and saving many people who were in danger at that time, maybe our clan would have perished earlier. ”

Mogar took out the last item and began to arrange it according to the pattern in his head.

The little girl's heart gradually calmed down, and her voice softened and asked:

"How do you know the second half of my clan's oath contract? I remember my grandfather gave the second half to a man named Pol Sass and then disappeared. ”

Mogar paused, trying to recall the name, and then suddenly realized:

"Pol Sas, it turned out to be him, I said how familiar it was when I heard this name on the edge of the Monster Mountains before. It just so happened that I had read one of the man's books that contained the second half of the oath deed. ”

"Tell me, what do you want to do with these things?"

"Let you out, but you have to make a contract with me first. ”

"Just let me out with your third-level strength? haha... More than 300 years ago, I was desperately injured in my soul to lure a sixth-level magician here, and I fought hard to open a gap for me, what qualifications do you have... You... You've got three keys to the forbidden land!"

Mogar took out a black token, a badge, and a ring, then picked up the last jar of eighth-level fire elf blood, and poured it into the magic circle along the route, connecting all the items together.

The contract magic array gradually lit up, and each item gradually emitted a scorching light, and Mo Jiaer shouted loudly:

"Follow and protect me for 50 years, after 50 years I will set you free and take you back to your hometown, if not, you will be weak to death here!

"You... You know where our people disappeared millions of years ago..."

The mist stopped rolling, accompanied by a sigh, bursts of spells sounded, and the light of the magic array in front of Mo Jiaer gradually bent and converged into the sky above the center, and a very small contract magic array slowly emerged and condensed, and then floated into the mist, 'dong' was like a heartbeat, and the whole mist expanded and slowly contracted.

'Bang' The magic array on the ground turned into countless points of light and merged into Mojiaer's body, and at the same time, a breath appeared in his mind, as long as he triggered this breath, he could trigger the contract magic and incinerate the last member of the Nightmare Clan into nothingness.

Mogar picked up the three forbidden land keys, and the soul power frantically entered, but after a few minutes, there was still no reaction, and he began to be afraid, except for the soul power consumed in order to cross the path, all the mist soul power of Mojiaer poured into the three keys.

Forcibly put in more than thirty drops of liquid soul power, the key still did not respond, he finally panicked and wanted to evacuate, but found that the soul power had been sucked into the key uncontrollably.