323. Rare souls
Now that Sharon Wynard has made a choice, Wang Bo naturally will not refuse.
"Hold my hand." He said to Sharon Wynyard.
Sharon Wynyard gave Wang Bo a hug, "I will remember you, and if you come to my world in the future, I will definitely treat you well." β
"I hope so." Wang Bo shrugged his shoulders indifferently, mainly because there are too many multiverses, and God knows if he has a chance to go to the world of Detective Conan.
"Take my hand, Belmode."
Sharon Wynyard obediently shook Wang Bo's hand, and Wang Bo contacted the artifact and made it work.
"Goodbye, Belle Motorcycle."
"Goodbye."
A few seconds later, Belmoto's body disappeared and he was once again sent back to his hometown.
[Well done host, you have once again succeeded in sending a traverser back to your hometown for the second time]
"You think I'm willing." Wang Bo is also very helpless.
[All in all, you got a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to draw it immediately]
"Let's smoke." It's useless to keep it anyway.
[Okay, the lottery begins, the lottery ends, the prize has been distributed to your four-dimensional pocket, this time your luck is not very good, host, you have drawn a useless thing]
"What did I draw?" Wang Bo asked.
γYou drew Dragon Ballγ
"What?" Wang Bo almost jumped up excitedly.
γ1 pieceγ
Wang Bo: ......
[Don't be like this, host, although there is only one, but it's also a dragon ball, when you draw the other six dragon balls, you can summon the dragon, after all, the power of the dragon is still very good]
Wang Bo sighed, so far, he has traveled several worlds, and the lottery has been drawn more than a dozen times, but it is only a Dragon Ball drawn.
If you want to collect all seven dragon balls, God knows how many times you have to draw the prize.
Maybe when the seven dragon balls gather, Wang Bo's wish, the divine dragon will no longer be able to fulfill it.
[Don't worry, host, what you draw is not the Dragon Ball on the Earth, but the Dragon Ball on Namek, which can not only fulfill three wishes, but also has a more powerful ability than the Dragon Ball on the Earth]
Wang Bo smiled, just take it as comfort.
[By the way, the host, I have probed, there are no more traversers in this world, you can go to a new world at any time]
"Got it." Wang Bo said impatiently.
It was probably the easiest world for his mission to complete, and it was over before it even began.
This made Wang Bo very helpless. But he knows that he is just a part-time worker and has no human rights, and since the other party has already said it, he must do it.
So he decided to wrap it up and leave immediately.
After Wang Bo finished communicating with the artifact, Mrs. Ji Mengli was still communicating with the magic lamp elf, and even tried to let the magic lamp elf fulfill one of her wishes.
And it's also a very interesting wish, she wants the Lamp Elves to give her the ability to make Lamp Elves.
Wang Bo had to admit that this wish was really realistic.
It can be seen that Madame Guimonri is very interested in the existence of the magic lamp elves.
The Lamp Elf shook his head and said, "I can't grant you this wish. I can turn you into a Lamp Elf, but I can't give you the power to guide a Lamp Elf. β
After hearing this, Madame Guimonri turned her eyes a few times, and her fiery red pupils showed a hint of a smile, and she returned the magic lamp to Wang Bo. "It's a very interesting thing, and I can guarantee that the person who made the magic lamp is definitely a powerful god."
Wang Bo said: "I don't know who made the magic lamp, but I agree with you. β
After all, the magic lamp is indeed very powerful.
The god who created it is definitely not too weak.
Wang Bo even suspected that the person who created the magic lamp spirit should be a god in Arabic mythology, such as Allah.
He is the supreme Arab deity and is worshipped by the Arabs as the god of the first father, the creator, the god of heaven and the god of rain. He is the creator of the world and gods, the father of the gods and the head of the gods.
It is only in this way that the gods who can create the gods can create the magic lamp.
Of course, the above is just Wang Bo's speculation, after all, Wang Bo doesn't know much about Arabic mythology.
"Lady Gimmonry, I am about to leave this world and go to a new world." Wang Bo put away the magic lamp and said, "So I'm going to break the contract between us." β
The implication is that you should know your hometown, hell.
Madame Guimonri said unhurriedly, "I think we can make a formal contract. β
"What?"
"The formal contract is the same as the one we made with Solomon." Madame Guimonri said.
Wang Bo couldn't help but be stunned, "Lady Jimonri, what do you mean, you want to be my subordinate?" β
"It's a beautiful idea." Lady Jimonri gave Wang Bo a blank look, "Even Solomon never regarded us as his subordinates. β
"But he did drive you." Wang Bo hit the nail on the head.
Madame Gimmonri did not object, nodded softly and said, "Yes, he did drive us, he is a great fellow, he used the wisdom of heaven to see through our real name, therefore, we have to be driven by Solomon, but that is only while he is alive." β
Wang Bo was not clear about the bend between Solomon and the Seventy-Two Pillars Demon God, because there were not many records about this in the book Solomon's Key.
This book is more about summoning spells and methods of servitizing demons.
Of course, the envoy demons did not include the seventy-two pillar demon gods, but more ordinary demons and a small number of high-level demons. And the methods of enslavement are also strange.
"So, what the hell do you want to say, Madame Gimmonry." Wang asked angrily.
Lady Jimonri said: "Sign a formal contract, I will not refuse your call, you can drive the thirty-two demon legions under my command at will, and even if necessary, I will help you, what do you think?" β
Wang Bo pursed his lips and said: "It sounds beautiful, but you haven't said yet, I should give something, if it's my soul, forget it, I don't have any plans to sell my soul to the devil." β
Madame Guimonri said, "You can give me some rare souls. β
"What do you mean by a rare soul?"
"It's very simple, emperors, saints, fanatics, heroes, butchers, these are absolutely rare commodities in hell, I believe you can do it."
Lady Guimonri said slowly, even as the Duke of Hell, she has no way to walk on earth.
Not to mention walking in the multiverse.
She doesn't have that strength yet.
However, after meeting Wang Bo, Ji Mengli sensed her opportunity, as long as she signed a contract with Wang Bo, she could travel to more worlds and find more rare souls.
So Jimonri definitely didn't want to miss this opportunity.