"You should know that once you sign a master-servant agreement with me, you are entrusting your life to me, and even so, will you become my servant?" Xiu Zhe stared at the dark elf man with a pair of emotionless eyes, and the chill revealed from Xiu Zhe's eyes seemed to be substantial, which made the temperature around him drop a little.

Is this the power of Frost Saya? Just one look can make the temperature drop around you? The dark elf man's understanding of ghosts and gods is not weaker than that of those guys in the Dark Elf Kingdom's Elders' Academy, and he lowered his head by three points at the moment and said, "When I finish avenging the great revenge, I have no words about what you want me to do." ”

"Who are you going to take revenge on?"

Faced with Xiu Zhe's question, the dark elf man paused, he understood that Xiu Zhe had a kind of ghost and god in his body that was close to his spiritual ability, and he didn't dare to lie, and immediately said: "Sharplun and the entire Dark Elf Kingdom. ”

Xiu Zhe raised his eyebrows slightly and asked inwardly, "Pu Ermeng, what is the process of this ceremony?" Although I seem to have strong magic power with the power of Saya, the contract is a kind of magic, and it is a little difficult to sign the contract now, right? ”

"Hey, what's the difficulty? Just leave it to me. Kazan smiled, although Xiu Zhe asked to Pu Ermeng, but all the ghosts and gods could hear his question, and at that moment, Kazan's scarlet huge ghost [address.cc] floated out of Xiu Zhe's ghost's hand.

Seeing Kazan's dark elf man's body trembled suddenly, Kazan's big tongs rattled at the big mouth of the dark elf man's throat and laughed: "Your dark elf's blood contract technique is too troublesome, dark elf imp, listen, don't you want the power of the underworld?" Then obediently, don't resist, let me tattoo the brand of Kazan that belongs to my sword soul on your heart, and you can walk with Xiu Zhe. ”

The dark elf man's eyes flashed with a hint of horror at first, but when he heard what Kazan said, he nodded firmly and opened his heart completely.

"If you go against Xiu Zhe's wishes, it will be a more painful torture than death, of course, although we are 'evil', but after all, there is also an 'evil' way, and I will never break my promise to you." The big mouth on Kazan's abdomen laughed hideously, and then Kazan's big hand on the dark elf man's neck was released, and at the same time, Xiu Zhe knew the name of this dark elf:

Bererian.

"Oh? Or a descendant of Barak? I said how he said he wanted revenge on the entire Dark Elf Kingdom. Kazan seemed slightly surprised, and then disappeared in front of Bererian and Xiuzhe.

Xiu Zhe knew very well what kind of character Barak was.

A long time ago, the dark elves did not form a unified nation. The tribes of the dark elves are divided and merged, and the melee is endless. At this time, a dark elf named Barak appeared, he conquered the dark elf clan, so that the dark elves formed a unified country, and he himself was named the king of the dark elves.

Barak was vindictive and very belligerent towards other races. In order to support his war, he increased taxes and forced conscription. This made his people very dissatisfied, but because of his tough methods and great power, no one dared to resist him.

During the Dark Holy War hundreds of years ago, Barak conspired with the pretenders who attacked humans to launch an attack on the elves, but before he could realize his ambitions, he was killed in battle with the Black Continent because of the light enemy.

But sadly

After Barack was killed in battle, he still could not free himself from his own bigotry and hatred. His obsession with life turned him into a ghost and wandered in the underworld.

Xiu Zhe smiled, no wonder he felt that Belerian was somewhat similar to himself, after Barak's death in battle, his family was also deprived of real power, suppressed and persecuted by those in power, and Bererian's childhood was even worse than his own.

Bererian knelt on the ground and gasped for breath, his hand pinching the muscles in front of his heart, and said in pain: "You... Master, what have you done to me? It's just that.. Sign the contract.. Is it? ”

Looking at the changed words of Belerian Xiu Zhe secretly praised Kazan's means in his heart is really good, this is stronger than the blood contract binding force of the Dark Elf Kingdom, even if Belerian's strength far exceeds himself in the future, he has to listen to his own orders, although Xiu Zhe does not think that Belerian's strength will surpass himself.

"Of course, if I want to kill you in a hundred ways, why bother like now?" Xiu Zhe sneered and asked in his heart, "Can he go deep into the plague zone with me?" I don't want my new servants to die like that. ”

"I could feel that he wasn't weak when I put a curse on his heart, and the plague didn't have any effect on him." Kazan said in Xiuzhe's heart, and in Belerian's eyes, there were bursts of mournful wails in Xiuzhe's body at this time, which made him feel extremely uneasy.

Maybe the young man in front of him is closer to evil and evil than him, but Belerian does not regret becoming Xiuzhe's servant, as long as he can always see the power of ghosts and gods by Xiuzhe's side, one day he can study a way to communicate with the underworld, and then he will definitely cut off Sharplon's head!

"Belerian, I'm here to investigate the plague, are you here to study the wraith?" Looking at Belerian, whose face gradually turned for the better, and his brows were stretched, Xiu Zhe asked.

Belerian nodded and stood up and said, "My subordinates didn't just come here to study the spirits, they wanted to come back and see, this was originally the place where our family used to build the castle. ”

Xiu Zhe looked around, and there was no once glorious castle in sight except for dilapidated houses and piles of garbage, and then asked, "Bererian, how old are you this year?" The method of calculating age according to humans. ”

"Six hundred and twenty-three, I'm a little older than Saran in the House of Elders." Bererian replied respectfully.

Xiu Zhe couldn't help but be a little envious, the life span of the dark elves is long, and the people and things he has seen are indeed far more than the humans who end their lives at the age of only seventy or eighty, but their cultivation talent seems to be much worse than that of humans, Xiu Zhe dares to guarantee that if he can match the life span of the dark elves and continue to cultivate for six hundred years, it will have become a myth on the continent.

"Come with me, I think you also know that you have certain antibodies to this plague, if you feel unwell, don't give me a mess and retreat quickly, understand?" Xiu Zhe glanced at Belerian and continued to walk deeper into the plague zone.

Bererian nodded respectfully and fell within half of Xiu Zhe's body, a master and a servant walked slowly on the broken streets, and none of the corpse thieves who poured out during the period could even walk into the 100-meter range of Xiu Zhe and the two, as long as Xiu Zhe moved the ice array, he couldn't hurt Bererian, but Belerian still felt a bit of a biting cold

Leng was wrapped in the shabby cloak that he wore around his body.

Seeing the powerful power displayed by the newly recognized master, Belerian was surprised and kept an eye on the strange symbol on the edge of the Ice Array, and took out a small notebook to write down the appearance of the symbol.

"Remember, Bererian, I won't teach you anything about ghosts and gods, it's up to you to figure out how to communicate with the underworld and turn the necromancy into your own power." Although Xiu Zhe is much younger than Bererian, he completely uses a superior tone, and Belerian not only has no displeasure in this, but nods frequently and is extremely respectful.

Xiu Zhe didn't deliberately retain his strength, even if he had exhausted his physical strength, it was a joke for Belerian behind him to sneak attack, as long as he had the idea of betrayal, Xiu Zhe could feel his heart explode as soon as he could.

And Bererian is also very aware of his current physical condition, how could he, who has lived for more than 600 years, do such a stupid thing as taking the opportunity to sneak attack?

"I'm afraid there are so many corpse thieves behind it." Xiu Zhe has already killed the fourth batch of corpse thieves, and there are thousands of corpse thieves who died under Saya's ice array, even if killing these monsters does not particularly consume Xiu Zhe's physical strength, he is annoyed and a little unbearable.

Fortunately, when Xiu Zhe finished dealing with the fourth batch of corpse robbers, there were no new corpse robbers to harass him, and Xiu Zhe and Belerian also accelerated a lot.

The two of them hadn't gone far before they saw a slightly thin dark elf man stumbling towards them not far ahead.

The dark elf man was dressed in tattered golden clothes, spitting out blood and black blood, and when his eyes gradually lost his mind looked at Xiu Zhe, his body was obviously shocked, and he dissuaded: "Ahem... Come on... Fast... Get out of here... Leave... I... Far away. ”

Belerian took a step forward and walked in front of Xiuzhe, his figure and burly body, which was half a head taller than Xiuzhe, completely blocked Xiuzhe behind him.

"Belerian, back off, this guy is a little weird but he doesn't threaten me yet, he looks like he's been poisoned by the plague, don't get contaminated." Xiu Zhe gave the order softly, and Belerian had no objections, and his body quickly retreated, and even opened a certain distance from Xiu Zhe.

Looking at the dark elf man who was still muttering something, Xiu Zhe frowned slightly, and looked fixedly, the appearance of Morgan that Sharan had passed on to him appeared in his mind, although this man had messy hair and dirty face, he was indeed Morgan himself.

"Morgan?" Xiu Zhe took a step forward, but stopped when he saw Morgan kneeling on the ground and wailing in pain.

The wailing did not last long before Morgan fell to the ground, Xiu Zhe's spiritual eyes saw that Morgan had indeed died at this time, but then Morgan began to grow purple mushrooms, his right arm gradually expanded, and a fishy smell wafted through Xiu Zhe's nose with a strange fragrance.

"This guy..."Xiu Zhe looked at Morgan's trembling corpse in surprise, and looked more and more like the corpse thieves who attacked him, Xiu Zhe couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He had thought that the corpse robber was a walking corpse possessed by a ghostly spirit, but he did not expect that even if the spirit was not attached to the corpse, it would make the corpse move.