Chapter Seventy-Seven: Team Members
The next morning, the sun shines gently on everything through the faint vibration, and the dense trees nod their heads in the breeze, as if to welcome the worries of an immortal legend.
"Do any of you know why we were asked to assemble so early?"
"I don't know, I just know that there is an important thing to tell us,"
"It's not like you're going to drive us away. ”
"Phew, don't talk nonsense, if you want to drive us away, you would have rushed a long time ago, how can you wait until now. ”
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In the martial arts arena, except for a few elderly ladies and flower farmers, the rest of the people had already assembled, and they were all whispering and waiting for Mo Yu's arrival.
After a while, Mo Yu, accompanied by Hicks, stepped into the martial arts arena.
"Vaughn, how many people are there. Mo Yu asked.
"Boss, according to your orders, gather everyone together, ninety-five in all. Vaughn said softly.
Mo Yu nodded, walked onto the high platform, glanced at everyone, and shouted softly: "Do you want to become stronger?"
"Of course I want to!" Everyone in the audience didn't know why Mo Yu asked this, but in this world where the strong are respected, who doesn't want to be a strong man.
"Very well, it seems that the time spent as a slave did not wear out your will. Mo Yu said.
"But how can we get stronger. "Some slaves asked, they knew very well that they were not very talented, and of course it was very difficult to become strong by their own efforts.
"Anyone who signs this contract will get a chance to change their fate. Mo Yu chuckled.
"What contract?" asked one of the orcs, who still had a problem with humans.
"Soul Contract. Mo Yu said lightly.
All the slaves were silent, they knew what a soul contract was, but they had just been out of the control of the contract and did not want their lives to be controlled by others.
"Do you all like to be a weak person who is bullied at any time?" Mo Yu snorted coldly, staring at the crowd in the audience, "Do you think I will support you like this for the rest of your life." ”
Before meeting Mo Yu, they fought desperately with demonic beasts in the wild every day for their livelihood, and when they were in the slave farm, they lived a life of being beaten and deprived of food and clothing every day, and here, not only can they get food and clothing to provide the magic core needed for cultivation, but also get a good salary every month, which is something they never dared to imagine.
"Pick up the golden ticket on the ground, and you can leave this manor immediately. Mo Yu threw a handful of gold with a hundred face values into the air, and immediately looked at everyone with disdain, and sneered: "What I need is a friend, a brother, a partner who can trust each other in life and death, not some soft eggs who don't even say a cruel word and only wag their tails and beg for mercy." ”
"We're not soft eggs!" Finally, someone couldn't stand Mo Yu's sarcasm and shouted loudly.
"Good, that's what I want. As long as everyone believes in me, I will always be at the forefront and will lead everyone to have a glory of their own. Mo Yu took out the contract and displayed it in front of everyone, "This contract of mine will not restrict everyone's freedom, only that everyone will keep the secret of a special cultivation method that will be given to you." ”
"Are you really going to give us a special cultivation method?"
Mo Yu's words made the slaves stunned, a little incredulous, they all knew that many noble families had special cultivation methods, which could produce extremely powerful and special attribute Dou Qi or magic power, their ordinary cultivation Dou Qi or magic power compared with this special attribute Dou Qi or magic power, just like the comparison between a small stream and a big river, it was not a grade at all. But this kind of fighting spirit is generally inherited by the family, and it will not be passed on, even if you are the king, you have no right to order others to hand over special cultivation methods, you can imagine the preciousness of special cultivation methods.
Mo Yu nodded.
The slaves looked at the contract in Mo Yu's hand one after another, and found that the conditions set on it were the same as what Mo Yu said, and the set was quite lenient, not only did there not be too many restrictions, but as long as they served for five years, the cultivation method could be passed down from generation to generation.
"I've signed this contract!"
One of the slaves walked out, came to the front of the contract, bit his fingertip and dripped blood on the contract, some people took the lead, and the others no longer had any worries, they all came to the contract scroll and dripped blood.
Multiply!
After Mo Yu dripped blood, the contract scroll burned on its own, and the moment the ashes fell, it turned into a dark green ball of light, and a trace of dark green light was drawn from the foreheads of the slaves and flowed into the ball of black light
At the same time, the dark green ball of light turned into an arrow and shot into the center of Mo Yu's eyebrows, and a contract rune appeared on his forehead, which finally disappeared into his skin.
"Done?" Mo Yu asked.
Hicks nodded and said, "It's done." ”
Mo Yu took out the jade slips, placed them in front of everyone, and said, "Everyone according to their own attributes, input their fighting spirit or magic power into these jade slips. ”
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"We're all warriors, but why meditate like a mage?" someone in the crowd immediately asked, and this was the thing that everyone wanted to know the most.
"Then everyone thinks I'm a mage or a warrior. Mo Yu smiled.
"I think it's a warrior. Someone replied that they had seen Mo Yu's power, which was definitely not something that a fragile mage could have.
Mo Yu didn't speak, stretched out the palm of his right hand, and at this moment, a glass-like light burst out from the palm of his hand, condensing into a ball of light suspended in the palm of his hand.
"Could it be a mage?" Everyone looked at the ball of light in Mo Yu's hand, the fighting energy they cultivated was all condensed and then burst out, only the mage had enough spiritual power to control the elements in his hands.
Mo Yu's mind moved, and the ball of light in his hand kept changing, sometimes changing into a running lion, sometimes changing into a flying eagle and so on.
"How is this possible?"
The mages present almost couldn't even widen their eyes, and of course they understood how painful it was to be like Mo Yu and constantly transform the elements in their hands.
"Could it be that Your Excellency Mo Yu is an elf clan?"
Everyone was confused by Mo Yu's performance, not only did he have strength comparable to that of orcs, but he also had such a strong spiritual power, the reason why they thought Mo Yu was an elf was because only an elf clan with a long life could achieve both magic and martial arts.
Demon and martial arts cultivation, this word is not unfamiliar to the cultivation of this world, people who practice both magic and martial arts are not untried, but the life span of a person is limited, even if it is a god-level realm, it is only a lifespan of about three hundred years, and the cultivation itself is very difficult, and it is difficult for people who try to cultivate magic and martial arts to achieve success.
The elves are different, the elves have a long lifespan, the average lifespan of the elves is as long as fifteen hundred years, and the elemental affinity of the elves themselves is much stronger than that of other races, so they are born to be good at mages. Fortunately, the elven population is relatively sparse, otherwise the continent would have been unified long ago.
Mo Yu shook his head and said, "I'm not an elf, just an ordinary person. ”
When everyone heard this, they immediately became dumbfounded, if Mo Yu was really not an elf, he had such strength at this age, was he still an ordinary person?
"Go!"
With Mo Yu's soft drink, the ball of light that was constantly conjuring in his hand suddenly turned into a half-moon shape, standing upright and quickly ejecting from Mo Yu's hand.
Bang!
After being hit by the true qi in the shape of a half-moon, a black metal figure in the arena split into two halves and fell to the ground with a heavy roar.
Seeing this, everyone was so shocked that they couldn't keep their mouths shut, and they couldn't stop talking for a long time, knowing that the black metal figure that Mo Yu had cut off was made of Palanca metal, and their attack could only leave a faint trace on it.
Palanka metal, which is extremely malleable and extremely hard, can absorb energy attacks, but due to the poor magic conductivity of Palanka metal, few people use it to make magic weapons, and only when it reaches the realm of the emperor or above can it destroy Palanka metal. Therefore, most of the Palanca metal is used in the construction of city walls or in attack testing.
Mo Yu's blow just now seemed to be very casual, but in fact, it had already condensed most of the true qi in his body, and the purpose was to deter everyone.
"Remember, everyone! The purpose of my exercises is to protect the people you want to protect, not to do things like traitors, and if anyone violates them, I will definitely take their head myself. ”
The crowd nodded.
Next, Mo Yu moved out what Fu En and the others said according to the script, and explained it to everyone.