Section 29 Twelve Lords
In the vast universe, there is such a unique existence. It seems to be lifeless, but it has a certain intelligence and is able to make accurate judgments about things. But those who knew of its existence were always in awe of its might, including the Supreme Council, which was high above most of the contractors.
The Supreme Council is made up of eight people, who are the original contractors, who are in charge of the distribution of contractor rewards in each of the eight divisions of the infinite universe, and are also responsible for correcting some erroneous data and anomalies. However, these people became bored in the tedious work of day after day, and they tried to get rid of the main system of contracts, and in the process they discovered a phenomenon - the more people who derive great power from contracts, the more difficult it is to get out of this institution or system.
The figures who can be ranked in the Supreme Council are naturally not ordinary. Each of them was once a hero in their respective universes, and one day they came together to plot a grand plan to try to break free from the grip of the evil pact.
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"So, it is precisely in order to escape the duties entrusted to you by the evil contract that you are in financial trouble?" Duran nodded thoughtfully. This time, his face was no longer full of banter, but he listened very carefully to Six's slightly helpless narration.
At this point, Six decided to be honest with Duran, as the first group of surviving contractors, Six himself had considerable courage, otherwise he would not have told Duran the cause and effect so decisively.
"Exactly. Truth be told, Duran, the information I told you earlier - the rules on how to get out of the evil pact - is invaluable. Six said, "Everyone who works for the contract should think of a life out of this crisis, even if it allows us profit and strength; But it's not that simple. Once you've got too many contracts branded on you, you'll have nowhere to run. β
"It's still early for you, although you have mixed up with lv4 through some shocking means, but you don't benefit much from the contract, which makes the contract imprint on your body very light, and there is still a chance to get rid of it."
"As for us, it's because we're too heavily branded, and when we find out, it's too late, and we can't exercise the methods that ordinary people can do, so we can only fight to the death." No. 6 said a little lonely: "At the latest, our plan will come to fruition in half a year. Now is our most critical moment, the amethyst you want, we really can't give it. But if we take those two sets of plans separately, we can still deliver on our promises. As for the sum of the two schemes, it is absolutely impossible. β
Duran was silent for a while, and then said decisively: "The first plan, but I also need a master-level mage!" Also, I need you to tell me how to get out of the contract. β
"It's impossible for a master-level mage! Duran, you don't know, once the power is beyond the gold range, the limit of its rewards becomes particularly large. We'll give away up to one additional wizard who is permanently loyal to your Golden Realm. Six said, "I hope you can accept it." As for the way to get out of the contract, I will tell you at once if you choose to approve the plan proposed by the Supreme Council. β
Duran thought for a moment and then agreed.
"Dididi! No. 91786, do you agree with the Supreme Council's proposal for improvements in addition to the normal awards? β
"Agreed!"
"The selection is complete, and the rewards will be distributed, please pay attention to the contractor to receive them."
With a pleasant sound, rays of light fell from the sky and appeared in front of Duran.
In the same way that the evil pact was rewarded before, chests of different colors appeared in front of Duran.
Duran didn't rush to open the box, but quietly waited for Six's reply.
The latter did not disappoint Duran either, and soon fulfilled his promise.
As he listened, Duran's face changed in a variety of ways. At first, he frowned, then he was surprised, and finally he turned into anxiety and distress, and it took a long time for him to breathe a sigh of relief.
ββ¦β¦ The above two methods are also obtained by us through countless efforts and many experiments. I hope you will be able to keep it a secret. Six took a deep breath and said with some abruptness, "A contractor like you can use the first way, which is less risky and easier to achieve. As for us, we have to fight for our lives. β
Duran smiled bitterly: "Good luck to you." β
"You're ...... too" Six was silent for a moment, eventually hanging up the communication.
Duran looked at the colorful boxes that appeared in front of him, cursed in a low voice, and stepped forward.
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Under Fernan. The depths of the imaginary plane.
The gray sky seems to be forever, the dark green fluorescence is the main color of this world, and there are bursts of songs in the lonely wilderness, and those songs from the past rise with the cold wind, and finally slowly disappear at the end of the sky.
It's a land of hopelessness.
The land was cracked, and deep ravines crisscrossed it, like the wrinkles carved by the cruelty of the years on the old man's face. Countless anemone-like creatures grow in the ravines, waiting for the ignorant spirits to float by, and the huge tentacles pop out like lightning - a not-so-delicious dinner is in hand.
In the distance of the wilderness, twelve arched doors stood in the wind, and a figure floated at each of the upper ends of the arched doors.
The faces of these figures were blurred, and most of their bodies were almost translucent, and the pale green mist permeated them, adding to the mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.
"It's coming." A figure said in a low voice.
As if to confirm what he said, a huge crack suddenly tore open in the high sky.
The terrible temporal storm heard the wind, and the wraiths of the wilderness trembled deeply, and they crouched their bodies on the ground in unison with a wail.
"Useless waste!"
It seemed to be dissatisfied with the actions of the ordinary wraiths, a voice said.
Someone chuckled: "Stuttgart, the waste itself is useless, your grammar is as rotten as ever." β
Another voice said slowly: "Stuttgart, no matter how useless they are, they are also our people." They have been blinded to their minds and reduced to the status of inferior beings who only know how to absorb the power of the plane. They are not wrong in themselves, they are wrong with those who have exiled us here. β
Stuttgart snorted, but did not speak.
The voice said, "Di Gao Geng, the speed of your growth over the years is really surprising to us, your strength is enough to rank in the position of the Twelve Lords, replacing the previous Rambo. DΓΌrr. But remember, before the return of the Great Spirit King, I, Hibbert, will be the supreme lord of my people. You and Stuttgart are on an equal footing, so there's no right to blame him - even the most obvious shortcomings, these are the rules that our Twelve Lords made 10,000 years ago, and since you've joined the game, you have to follow them. β
The voice that had mocked Stuttgart's grammar muttered, and finally grinned, "All right, dear Lord High. β
Hibbert said with satisfaction: "Everyone, today should be the last batch of this year, it is estimated that the other party's strength will not be very strong, but we can't relax our vigilance." β
With his words, a huge beast claw fell from the sky in the crack swept by the time storm!
The claw was dripping with blood, but the surface of its skin was like lime!!
"One, two, three, four...... Seven! Hibbert's voice became solemn: "This is the Seven-Clawed Star Beast!" Damn, how could such a high-level star beast appear in the triangular wetlands? β
"Maybe people are tired of shopping in the astral realm and want to find a place to rest." Di Gaogeng still did not change his true colors, and said jokingly.
"Shut up! Noisy guys! Stuttgart couldn't help but scold, "You have no idea how powerful the Seven-Clawed Star Beast is......"
Facing the two who didn't look at each other, the rest of the evil spirit lords just watched coldly.
However, who knew that before Stuttgart's words were finished, Di Gaogeng raised his head to the sky and shouted: "You're right, I really don't know how powerful the seven-clawed star beast is!" β
"Then let me try!"
Before Di Gaogeng's words fell, his body turned into a green flame and rose into the sky, and he actually flew straight towards the beast's claws!
The lords were taken aback, and even Stuttgart couldn't help but shout: "Fool, come back quickly!" β
Of course, Di Gaogeng did not respond to him.
Hibbert thumped his chest and said, "This damn fellow! If it weren't for Rambo having been completely drained of his power, I wouldn't care if he lived or died! β
"Ladies and gentlemen, Di Gao Geng will definitely not be the opponent of the Seven-Clawed Star Beast, if he dies, then there will be a gap in the position of the Twelve Lords, and the return of the Great Spirit King will be further delayed. So no matter how annoying this guy is, we have to save him. β
A voice said lazily, "Got it, Hibbert." You're talking so much nonsense, you just need one thought to tell us everything. β
Hibbert coughed heavily behind the fog.
A female surname next to the lazy voice gloated, "He doesn't use thoughts but words, just to announce to us once again that he is our leader." β
The rest of the Evil Spirit Lords immediately reacted in various ways, either sneering, snorting, or echoing the ...... There are many kinds of demeanor.
Hibbert was annoyed and said, "I was your head. β
The lazy voice corrected, "For now." β
The Supreme Lord of the Evil Spirit Clan was speechless for a moment.
The woman reminded again: "If we don't make a move, that kid Di Gaogeng will be killed!" β
Everyone looked up and found that under the attack of that claw, the powerful Di Gaogeng was actually vulnerable, and was smashed from the sky to the ground alive.
Hibbert said in a deep voice: "Let's shoot together!" β
So in the next moment, a series of eleven green flames rose into the sky, just as gorgeous as fireworks.
However, in this place of death, in the eyes of the wraiths, it is meaningless. (To be continued.) )