Chapter 12: The Covenant of Master and Servant!
The mutant skeleton soul fire was faint, like a broken candle, flickering and dimming. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"I see how you run!"
With Chu Yun's cruel smile, the undead crow unloaded the opponent's head melon with one claw in front of the mutant skeleton.
Undead creatures control their bodies with the support of soul fire.
At this time, the soul fire was weak, and Chu Yun almost didn't use much effort to take off the other party's hanging.
The grasp and pull are as easy as picking ripe apples.
"Let's take this guy's head away first, and when the contract is signed, the rest of the body can be summoned directly through the summoning circle. ”
Grabbing the bag of mutant skeletons, the undead crow flicked its wings and flew up.
Chu Yun is in the sea of souls.
A dark blue soul fire floated out of the sea of souls.
Chu Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead.
But I found that at this time, I had already become a soup chicken.
Not to mention the forehead, the whole body is covered with sweat.
The clothes were also wet and sticking to the body, and it was uncomfortable and tight.
"Whew......" took a deep breath, and Chu Yun struggled to sit up.
One by one, I pulled out all the clothes I didn't want to wear for a moment.
"Next...... It's the Mask of Death. ”
Chu Yun, who was stripped naked, got into the quilt as fast as he could, and stretched out happily.
But soon, Chu Yun was embarrassed to find that he couldn't find the remains of the Vortex Clan.
The eyes of the dead share vision.
"No, I think it's in this direction......"
The undead raven raised its head and looked around.
The surrounding "lush" trees come into view.
It was a plump tree that looked like it was covered with snow.
It turns out...... It seems like...... The trees are all about the same length......
And Chu Yun didn't notice that there was snow all the time, and many of the footprints that should have been left were no longer discerning.
The problem that Chu Yun encountered was...... He's lost......
Minions and hosts sense each other.
Therefore, it is not difficult for the undead crow to go home at all, the problem encountered at this time is that Chu Yun wants to go to the ruins of the Vortex Clan by the way, and go to the Namian Hall to bring back the Grim Reaper Mask.
This is embarrassing.
"Then look in another direction!"
In the dead of night, the silvery moonlight sprinkled on the earth, giving the earth a layer of tranquility.
But when it landed on the crow all the time, the same moonlight seemed a little flustered and irritable.
It was a fat crow, the size of an eagle, with a body as black as ink, and a faint sound of wind fluttering between its wings.
"It's been flying for so long! Why haven't you found it yet? Isn't it here?"
The crow turned around and sped away in the other direction.
The shadows of the trees slowly elongated, and seemed to fade a little in the hazy night.
Maybe it won't be long before the sun comes out.
Yet the crow still ran rampant through the woods like a headless fly.
"Such a great opportunity, do you want to give it up?"
Hinata's separate courtyard, in Chu Yun's bedroom.
At this time, Chu Yun was wrapped in a quilt and leaned against the corner, Chu Yun, who had not slept all night, was full of tiredness.
"Do you want to look in the other direction?"
Just when Chu Yun was about to look for a circle before the sun rose, Chu Yun suddenly found out.
In the shared vision of the eyes of the dead, the soul fire of the head that the crow was holding was even weaker.
It's like a gust of wind can blow it out.
"Oops! Patronized looking for ruins and forgot about this guy. ”
It doesn't matter if the head of the undead creature is separated from the body, but this guy has been fighting with Chu Yun for an unknown amount of time before.
When he was caught, he was exhausted, and at this time, he was swaggering in the sky for an unknown amount of time.
Chu Yun didn't even doubt it, waiting for the sun to come out.
This guy has to go back to the world, no!
Chu Yun couldn't care about the ruins anymore. The ruins are there, and you can't run without long legs?
It's this weird skeleton, but it's the one in front of me.
Wouldn't I have been busy for this guy this night? The boiled duck just ran away, and he was really stupid.
Beckon a few undead creatures to rush to the forest where the undead crows are, and then look for the ruins of the Vortex when they have time.
Chu Yun didn't stop and let the undead crow rush back.
Now Chu Yun finally knew why he hadn't found that relic after three years of searching, this distance was really far and speechless.
"This is what the original book says about the edge of the village?" Chu Yun couldn't help but complain about the distance view of people in the Hokage.
The night is darker, but the undead crow still has a long way to go.
In the end, Chu Yun had no choice but to communicate with the soul fire of the undead crow through the eye of the dead again.
Intend to pull it into the sea of souls again.
Even Chu Yun did not hesitate to pull that soul fire deeper into the soul sea.
"Boom!" the dark blue soul fire of the undead crow became irritable, and the speed was like a monkey on fire in the ass.
"Chirp!" went far away, and the speed continued to increase.
But Chu Yun's heart was dripping blood.
The soul sea has one thing in common with normal seawater, that is, the deeper the place, the greater the pressure, and the higher the concentration of soul power.
Therefore, after Chu Yun pulled the soul fire of the undead crow to a deeper level, the more abundant the supply of the undead crow became.
But in the same way, the consumption of Chu Yun's soul power is also faster.
"Little skeleton, little skeleton, don't let me down. ”
"You're going to let me down...... Uh-huh...... Hmph......"
Chu Yun's expression was a little weak, but no one would doubt the danger in this sentence, which could be seen from the fact that the speed of the undead crow's flight had increased by a few points.
After a cup of tea, the moonlight is already very light, and the distant horizon is even about to leak the white of the fish's belly.
But fortunately, after Chu Yun spared no expense to supply soul power, the undead crow finally flew back.
"I'm finally back!"
Looking at the head brought back by the undead crow, Chu Yun suddenly became excited.
This feels a bit like chasing books in my last life.,Waiting for a night of updates.,Just when I thought the author's aunt Ma came today.,The update suddenly refreshed out.。
There was anticipation and nervousness, but there was no hesitation.
Chu Yun raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and then a pen fell from the beam of the room—white, about twelve centimeters long, and it looked like a fountain pen.
However, there is a pair of bat-shaped wings flapping on either side of the piece.
This is a flying fountain pen, to be precise, an undead creature, which Chu Yun invented to draw a magic circle.
The advantage is that Chu Yun's blood can be extracted with an extremely thin needle, and then a very exquisite magic circle can be drawn through the tip of the pen.
Extremely fine needles reduce pain, and the tip of a pen that can draw beautiful circles saves blood.
For this pen, Chu Yun used undead magic to fuse many undead creatures together, the tip of the needle is from the undead mosquito, the wings are derived from the undead bat, and the tip of the pen is from a bird's beak.
Not to mention the degree of complexity, let's talk about the level - the dark blue soul fire burning in the barrel of the pen all shows Chu Yun's good intentions.
Holding the barrel of the pen, the extremely thin needle tip stretched out from the body of the pen and sucked a few mouthfuls of blood.
Then the tip of the pen landed on the mutated skeleton's skull.
The mutant skeleton seemed to sense danger, and what was left of its head struggled violently.
But he didn't jump a few times, and he was pressed to the ground by Chu Yun.
"Baby, be good. ”
At the same time, Chu Yun's right hand had already drawn a scarlet magic circle on his skull at an extremely fast speed.
Necromancer, a contract circle that signs a master-servant contract with undead creatures.
The eye of the dead opened, and communicated with the circle, "Master and servant contract, rite completed!"