"Evil Pact?" Duran was a little baffled, what is this thing?

All the information about the Tales of the Night flashed through his mind, but he didn't seem to find anything like this in the game in his memory.

"Sure to bind the Evil Pact?"

The voice rang out again.

"Well, who are you? Why do you make sounds in my head? Duran grinned in pain, shook his head and looked around, while muttering, "Also, what are the consequences of binding this evil contract?" ”

This book is too strange, Duran has read the memories of the original owner, this child lives in very poverty, except for a pair of boots specially given to him by the teacher to carry out tonight's mission, there is almost no long thing, this evil contract can never be the original owner's items.

But Duran himself could not have such a book that would make a sound.

The voice paused for three seconds before replying in Duran's mind, "Binding the Evil Pact will instantly repair all the wounds in your body, including the damage of the permanent surname." Once bind, you must enter the Wicked Lands once a week to complete the contract quest. Of course, quests are not unpaid, and quest rewards are kept secret for the time being, and cannot be revealed until you have signed a contract. ”

"Warning, warning, whether you sign an evil contract or not, you must not divulge the existence of the evil contract, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"At your own risk, who to scare?" Duran pouted dissatisfiedly, this evil contract is not a good thing when you hear it, and you have to enter some evil place every week, who knows if there will be any terrifying bosses in this evil place?

Although it can repair the physical wounds in no time, Duran feels that it is a bit short-sighted to choose to bind the evil contract because of this.

So he was just about to remove his right hand from the evil pact, when a sound came from afar.

"That poor creature must have fallen from a hundred and twenty-foot cliff into a pitiful mass of meat sauce, my lord, you must have been too careful." The riding boots walked on the creek and made the sound of treading water, and Duran immediately felt bad, and secretly complained:

It's really ghostly, forcing other teenagers to stumble and fall off the cliff, and continue to chase and kill, do these people have a hobby of whipping corpses!?

The problem is, he's a catfish on a chopping block right now - no, a catfish can still jump a few times, and Duran is now incompetently not even a catfish.

"Humph! What do you know! That imp stole the lord's vial of eternity, and Mistress Andrew was furious, if we can't find this treasure, you and I will probably end up no better than that damn imp! Lord Andrew's temper is well known. ”

There was a clear hint of anger on the person who spoke, and the footsteps on the edge of the stream were surprisingly loud. Behind them came the sound of thin, fragmentary footsteps, and it was clear that Duran was facing at least a small group of well-trained guards.

"I don't seem to have a choice......

Duran sighed and said softly to the voice in his head that sounded like a single loop:

"Sure."

"Hurry up and bind me, the key is to restore my mobility immediately. Don't want to be able to fight and resist, at least be able to hide! ”

Although the voices in the valley could travel farther away, Duran knew that his time was running out. Based on the sound of their footsteps and the faint glow of the fire, Duran could accurately judge the speed of the lord's guard and the distance between the two sides.

In half a minute at most, Duran will be found lying on the ground. As for whether he was then taken back to the town by the Five Flowers for the lord's disposal, or whether he was executed on the spot by these guards, Duran is unknown.

"The contractor confirms the binding, and the evil contract is signed!"

"Number: 91786, your body has been restored to its best condition, please enter the Evil Land as soon as possible to complete this week's mission."

"Warning, the evil contract is one of the supreme secrets of the multiverse, and it is strictly forbidden for the contractor to disclose any information to the uninformed, and those who violate it will be deprived of all contract abilities and will be hunted down by the Supreme Council. Reference case, number 67221, named Long Aotian, has excelled in the Land of Contract, gaining great power and even unifying the secondary plane in which he is located. However, he revealed the existence of the Evil Pact, and the Supreme Council determined that his actions seriously violated the secrecy regulations of the Evil Pact, and since Long Aotian made the secret propaganda of the pact known to everyone in his plane, the High Council sent enforcers to humanely destroy the plane with nineteen god-level forbidden spells. In the above case, please take the number 91786 contractor as a warning. ”

“……”

Duran jumped up and down with a carp, his body unexpectedly thin and dexterous, and every movement seemed to be silent.

Just now, a faint stream of heat flowed through Duran's body, finally healing all the injuries on his body, which made Duran amazed.

However, the passage just now really made Duran a little frightened.

Humane destruction of the entire plane? Isn't that scary? Duran took a deep breath and decided to seal the matter in his stomach forever.

As for the name Long Aotian...... The corners of Duran's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't have time to complain.

"How do I get into the Evil Lands!"

Duran did not dare to delay, and as soon as he regained his mobility, he crept into the depths of the valley. It's just that it was pitch black in front of him, and it was very difficult to walk, while the fire behind him was getting brighter and brighter, and the lord's guard with torches was already close at hand.

The book he was holding in his hand suddenly became hot, and the cold voice rang out in Duran's head again:

"Number 91786, sure to enter the Evil Lands?"

"Sure!"

Duran gritted his teeth at the thought, and he almost couldn't help but shout out loud.

At this moment, a purple light suddenly flickered in front of Duran, instantly illuminating the entire valley.

"There it is!"

"I see that kid, quick! He's alive,. ”

The sudden burst of purple light from the dark valley was like a bewildered giraffe suddenly bursting into a flock of sheep, and the guards immediately spotted Duran and rushed towards him in great stride.

The purple light slowly expanded, eventually turning into a door that shimmered with mysterious light.

"Ask the contractor to enter the evil lands through the portal."

Duran glanced at the guards, but fortunately there was still a certain distance between the two sides, and he still had time to step into this portal-

It's just that this thought of him just flashed, and a fierce sword qi slashed over, and in the blink of an eye, the big man in the black power suit had already rushed in front of Du Lan.

"I actually forgot that this is the world of games, all of them are superhumans!" Duran was so frightened that he hurried into the purple door with a cat's waist.

Duran's figure disappeared into the portal, and in the next second, the purple light suddenly dimmed, and finally disappeared.

"This—This is a portal? Could it be that this little ghost is an unfathomable ** master? ”

The big man in the power suit was taken aback, and by this time, the rest of the guards had arrived late, and a group of people could only stare at each other.

"Go and search around, even if it's a portal, it's impossible to teleport too far!" Dahan decisively gave the order.

……

The dim glow of the fire radiated from the campfire ahead, and the dilapidated and desolate atmosphere spread through the village, and the abandoned farm tools and the corpses of livestock were everywhere.

Behind the portal, there is such an empty and uninhabited world.

"This is the place of evil? It's a bit eerie. Du Lan touched his liver, the sword qi just now was still there, if it wasn't for his reaction a little faster, it is estimated that he would be enjoying the VIP service of the guards at this moment.

Duran walked over to the campfire and found a small wooden box on the ground. At the same time, the cold prompt sounded again: "Please open the evil contract, there will be no more reminders from now on, everything is based on the explanation of the evil contract, good luck!" ”

"It's really a creepy thing to be blessed by such a cold voice, I don't count on good luck, as long as it doesn't come to bad luck."

Duran slowly opened the evil pact.

On the first page, there is a dense series of data and text.

"Is this, a digitized body?" Duran was a little interested, and in any world, his favorite thing was data.

Data doesn't lie - this is Duran's mantra, he loves all data, it doesn't matter whether this surname is rigorous or not, but Duran believes that data can express everything truthfully and objectively, provided that you have enough data.

On the pale yellow brown paper, Duran's details are clearly recorded:

[No. 91768, Duran]

Human, male surname, skinny, juvenile

[Class: Assassin (Apprentice) lv4exp:4/30]

[Strength 2.1 Constitution 1.9 Agility 3.6 Perception 2.8 Intelligence 2.3 Will 3.0]

[Attack 2-5 Defense 1-3 Health 7]

[Skill 1: Cutting -Lv 3]

……

[Gear 1: Terrible Boots]

[Gear 2: Bronze Dagger]

……

As an Assassin apprentice, Duran's agility and perception were reasonable, and his will surprised him a little, but he didn't expect this young man to be so determined. Duran knew that in the Tales of the Night, the higher the will, the stronger the resistance to spells, illusions, witchcraft, and so on.

When Duran's soul fused with the memories of his original owner, he also had the advantage of the latter's strong will, which made him a little overjoyed.

As for the skill of only three-level cutting, and the clothes on his body except for boots and daggers are not recorded by the evil contract - which means that in the eyes of the evil contract these other equipment are not at all, at best they are just strips of cloth - such a result does not surprise Duran, a poor teenager can be content enough to have a decent piece of equipment, especially since this equipment is still a glimmer of equipment:

[Terrible Boots (Shimmer, Foot Protector, Riding Boots)]

Texture 7

Armor 3-3

Movement Speed +2

Requirements: None

……

Duran has a lot of data about Tales of the Night stored in his head, and he knows what a tough genus it is to move +2, which means that he can run at full speed, which is three times faster than an average person!

Such a caste should appear on real magical equipment.

In the legend of the night, equipment can be divided into five levels: ordinary (tabula rasa), Shimmer (two or less additional surnames), magic (three to five additional surnames), legends and artifacts.

As for the other piece of equipment, it is an out-and-out ordinary weapon, and Duran even doubts that this thing can cut through the enemy's defenses:

[Bronze Dagger (Normal, One-Handed Weapon, Dagger)]

Texture 3

Attack +1

Requirements: None

……

Duran shook his rusty dagger in the firelight, thinking to himself that picking up a stone was better than this.

After carefully reading the first page, Duran also had some understanding of his own strength. With his current level, he can barely deal with opponents below level seven at most, and the group of lords and guards are at least above level ten.

As for the big man who emitted a terrifying sword aura, Du Lan estimated that this guy must have a level twenty-five strength no matter what.

"Although the assassin is said to be the best class for leapfrogging challenges, it would be better if I met that hero at the moment." Duran shook his head with a wry smile and turned the second page.

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