"Poof!" a baby was spit out of the sea, he rummaged through the dirty sand, and the flesh was suddenly embedded with tiny shells and sharp rubble, but he didn't say a word, as if he didn't feel any pain or sensation at all—his wounds didn't come from sea sand or the teeth of a sawtooth shark, and although Grazt had been very careful, as a demon lord, he had the ability to devour the flesh and blood of his close relatives, as if these deep scars were the result of his efforts to suppress them.

But the baby was also Grazt's son after all, and he opened his mouth to yawn, and the Six-Fingered Lord was not so pleased to see that there was still his own flesh in the rows of tiny triangular teeth, and even if all the teeth of the young demon could not tear his flesh open, he had already tasted his blood.

Grazt turned his gaze, and then he saw "himself", of course, not the six-fingered lord Grazt, but his disguised identity - the black-haired dragonborn Cremar.

He seemed to have come in a hurry, only black robes on his body, not even a cloak, Grazt looked at him, he also looked at Grazt, the demon lord changed under the sight of the dragonborn, his skin became dark, his body was raised, his shoulders became broad, his robes became gorgeous and dazzling, his hands reached out from his long sleeves, he held a scepter inlaid with countless solid stones, his feet were not wrapped in boots from the bottom of the robe, and there were six fingers and toes on each hand and foot, and he couldn't help but cringe in fear just by standing there。

"Is this Lucieu's son?" asked the black-haired Dragonborn.

"It's also my son. Grazter looked at him amusementingly, "It's strange that as far as I know, you are very cold to her, and if it weren't for that, she wouldn't have accepted my courtship without the slightest hesitation." "Lucieu really can't feel it? No, the jīng spirits are the most sensitive to emotions, if before leaving the Emerald Forest Island, Lucieu still had a trace of illusion, then after she came to the Arrow Peak, this illusion was also shattered by the cruel truth- If she had been able to support herself before, but after the sudden loss of her mother, she was on the verge of collapse, like a person struggling to survive in a frozen river, and when she saw a little warmth and light, she did not hesitate to pounce on it, completely ignoring the blazing flames that would burn her up.

This is what makes the Lich scoff, and perhaps only the Otherworldly Soul will feel guilty about it - the Lich doesn't want to confront Grazt, a half-demon, in the bottomless abyss, can he say less?, and his father is Grazt, if he is lucky enough, then he may become a lord of the level, like his half-brother, just...... Isn't it better to let him do it, and give him monitoring and guidance, so that he might be able to save the ...... Maybe...... Even Woking, the god of wealth, was once imprisoned by him and drained his divine power, even if he was in the main material plane, he could only appear as a projection or a clone, and his strength would be reduced, but it was still not a boss they could face head-on.

At least form a team or something...... Bar......

"Half of it is Eya jīng Ling. The soul of the other world said seriously, "You can't give birth to him alone." ”

Grazt was really amused, in fact, the demon could have incarnated into any kind of xìng, but as the Lord of the Six Fingers, Grazt didn't want to prove his omnipotence by having children. "Then are you going to stop me? If I insist on taking him, I must take him, and this is one of my rewards. ”

"Angelis is still watching here. The soul of the other world said softly.

The Demon Lord's smile widened, "Then do you think I'll allow you to do something?" he said in a softer voice, "I can capture your soul in a quicker time than you think, and I will entertain you in my Swan Tower, Cremar, and my lovers will like you very much." ”

"I'm not convinced. The soul of the other world replied, and now Grazt really wanted to taste him, and I hope it wasn't too sour......

"You know what I am, right, Six-Fingered King. The soul of the other world said, "The Lich of Atonement," he pronounced the term clearly, "The first, and perhaps the last, before this law came into effect, all who knew it thought it was a bad joke, a wonderful mockery, and indeed, since the birth of Order and Chaos, no lich has been given a chance to atone— So, all the experience has to come from me, if I'm a human, if I'm a dragon, if I'm a demon, if I'm a devil, even if I'm a lich, you know what happens to my soul when my body dies or dissipates, but what about a lich of atonement? yes, it says that if a lich dies without atonement, then his soul will immediately collapse, but who knows? I don't have a progress bar on me, for the first fifty years I've been trying my best to complete the work of atonement, maybe my death for this child is doomed to me that I have atoned for my sins, and I have half of the blood of the spirit of Eya jīng in my body, and I have a fifty percent chance of returning to the knee of Angelis, who can understand everything that has ever happened to me just by looking at it. Of course, it is also possible that I have not been able to atone for my sins, but it is also possible that my soul will not collapse, or collapse, but with fluctuations or light that you cannot completely hide, after all, there was no atonement lich before me, the transcription may be wrong, the memory may be disordered**, this is a gamble, Your Highness, I may only have a millionth, ten millionth, one in ten thousand or less chance of winning, but do you want to gamble?"

"I like to bet," Grazt touched his chin, "and that's quite a thrill, and I always win." But I'd love to know what I would get if I was willing to back down, and would you trade you for it? ”

"No," replied the otherworldly spirit, "you can decline the trade, but I have a close friend, you know, whose father is a slave ...... to Angelis' side."

Before he could finish this sentence, he was thrown out by a stream of yīn cold and violent **, was it Grazt's talent or spell-like ability? No, it was just a storm that the Demon Lord had rolled up in his mood swings, and the soul of the other world fell to the ground without resistance, and the sand beneath them, which should have been extremely soft, was as sharp as a thorn, piercing their backs, and the glimmering blood soaked the sand from beneath it, and in the brief chaos it even heard the cheers of Sissy Soso, and the vines rose from the ground, cutting through the flesh and bones of the black-haired dragonborn, and pinning him to the ground.

Grazt's serpentine greatsword rested lightly on his body, though only lightly, but the greatsword itself was heavy enough for it to slowly penetrate the body of the atonement lich.

"Pure positive energy...... Grazter whispered, and then he calmed down as if he had one more soul, "Don't think how much I fear that god," he nodded in the void, "He is less likely than I am to descend to the main material plane, unless he dares to fall to the ground as a sage, as a weak man who can be imprisoned, humiliated, and killed, but at that time, he should fear me." He paused, reached out and grabbed the little half-demon baby in his hand, the baby curled up in a ball, hands and feet nestled in his chest, looking so weak: "I only need fifty years, how about it, you have also served me for fifty years, you know, time sometimes passes quickly, not to mention that you are a lich of atonement, your life is almost endless." ”

The soul of the other world wanted to cough, but it became difficult for him to even breathe: "It's not the price I should give, but I can sign a contract for him, fifty years, he's yours." ”

Grazter pondered for a moment: "Do you want to sign a contract on his behalf?" He paused: "Do you know what kind of person can sign a contract with a demon on behalf of someone else?" One is a parent, the other is a husband and wife, and the other is a teacher and a disciple...... Do you want him to be your disciple?"

The black-haired Dragonborn was silent for a moment: "What if...... You allow ......"

"But then I would lose too much," Grazter thought as he tilted his head, "perhaps I can promise you, but the contract should state that if he cannot serve me for fifty years, you, as his mentor, will belong to me forever." It's not difficult, you see, you've worked for me, you know I'm not very demanding of my subordinates, but you can't let me lose all my money. ”

"Deal. Said the soul of the other world.

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It always takes a lot of care to sign a contract with the devil Grazt of demons, but Grazt can't go back to the bottomless abyss to get a blank contract, he can't guarantee that he will actually summon him again when he goes back, and at the same time he declares that he has come to the main material plane for sightseeing and dining, do you carry work paperwork with you when you travel?he explained, so in the end, he could only use the blank scroll and ink that Cremar carried with him, and even the black-haired dragonborn who drafted the contract.

Grazt signed his name first, followed by Cremar, and as soon as he lifted the quill, their names burned on the parchment, forming hollow burn marks on the pale yellow sè paper, the sparks on the edge shimmered like stars, and the originally smooth underside also showed traces like river water, which represented......

"The contract was made. Grazter said, and he brought the baby over and placed it in Cremar's hands.

A dead baby, or more accurately, an empty shell, whose soul was taken by Grazt.

The black-haired dragonborn looked at the contract in his hand, yes, the contract was drafted by him, but it was dictated by Grazt, and in the text of this plane, a name usually represents an individual, but it must be said that it represents one of the body and soul respectively, it is not impossible, Grazt took advantage of this and threw a useless body to him, even if he can get a soul to put in this body, then Grazt can completely say that this is not his son, but if not, who can let a body without thinking, reaction, and life become a spellcaster recognized by the demon lord？

- Grazt really likes you, the lich gloated.

- Is there any difference between you and me?—" retorted the otherworldly soul.

"It's not fair. Said the soul of the other world.

"I think it's very fair," said Grazt, "if you have to say what is half of my mother and half of my father, then there is only the body, the soul, and who would say that you have inherited half of your father's soul and half of your mother's soul? ”

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"If you decide to go with me now," Grazter continued, "I can also give away a free opportunity to transform directly into a succubus, if you don't like succubus, that's okay, succubi can too, and there are many powerful succubi by my side, I think, you will be very popular." ”

"Can I change then?" said the otherworldly soul calmly.

"Absolutely...... Wait," Grazt Jǐng asked, "with what? What are you taking?"

"A contract. The black-haired Dragonborn said calmly, "Do you remember my 'mother' Gredy the Red Dragon who visited you? You sent her with a contract, and one day, she sent me away...... Maybe neither she nor you think a soul can be worthy, but I don't, I always feel that maybe one day, I'll use it. The soul of the other world opened the contract, and the handwriting on it made Grazt's eyes hurt, damn it! It was indeed the contract he used to perfunctory Gredi, he thought that Gredy would use it to exchange the souls of believers, but she didn't, after the fall of the red dragon, Grazt occasionally remembered the whereabouts of this contract, but he really didn't care too much, the believers of the good gods would hardly trade with him, and the evil gods would only offer more souls, maybe one day, a lucky guy would come to the Mourning Wasteland with the contract, and at that time, he would only lose a bite of food at most.

"Do you admit it?" the otherworldly spirit gently reminded.

Grazt didn't want to admit it, but it was a contract. He nodded exasperatedly, "You can get the disgust of a Demon Lord," the six-fingered Demon Lord struggled, "and you may also get his affection." ”

"Give me back that child's soul," said the otherworldly soul, "I just want this." ”

"The Lord of the Darkness never forgets," Grazt reminded before disappearing, "Arrogant Dragonborn, look back at any of your misfortunes, and I swear you will see the mark I have left for you." ”