Roars echoed through the cold underground prison, dust was billowing from the ceiling, and crumbling walls were bouncing to the ground.

Zhou Qingfeng clung to the statue of Kerelong and sniffed the ash. Three meters away, there was a white ghost with a constantly changing appearance, which almost scared him to a heart attack. He is very timid at the moment, especially afraid of ghosts.

Zombies are still entities, and if they are chopped down, they will be finished. But how to deal with this virtual ghost?

Uncle Zhou was in a cold sweat, and his legs were weak.

The white ghost couldn't get close to the idol of the Elven Patronus, but it refused to stop there, instead fluttering back and forth, becoming more and more irritable, "Who are you?" Why is it here? What do you want to do? ”

The ghost's roar went straight to the brain, causing great fear and palpitations. Zhou Qingfeng couldn't faint even if he wanted to, so he could only endure it. After enduring it for a long time, he finally confirmed that the white ghost was indeed unable to get close to the idol, and finally felt a little relieved.

"What now?" Zhou Qingfeng patted his chest and calmed his heartbeat, "Ciric, you tell me clearly, what is this?" ”

The god of murder was also quite resentful, "This time it really wasn't to hurt you. With the presence of this statue of Corellon, I can't sense the condition of its underground prison. Who knew there was a ghost hiding in this place. ”

"This broken stone has this ability?"

"This broken stone is protecting you. You should face up to the power of the gods. I wonder how many people want to be favored by the gods and desire to be God's chosen people......"

"Stop, stop, don't blow your cowhide. Tell me what to do? ”

"You figure it out yourself, you can't die now anyway."

Ciric didn't know what he was planning again, and was silent. Zhou Qingfeng faced the glowing ghost, and was terrified for a long time, and said, "Hey...... can we have a good talk?" ”

The white ghost is a ball of light, and you can't tell what it is. It is like a crazy madman, after being stimulated, he takes Zhou Qingfeng as the target of venting, either scolding the teenager for disturbing his long sleep, or asking the teenager's origin.

But no matter what Zhou Qingfeng said or answered, the ghost didn't react, it was just a roar, like a brain-dead.

The chicken and duck talked for a long time, and Uncle Zhou finally gave up verbal communication. He touched his body, all kinds of equipment were still there, but ordinary weapons were afraid that they could not deal with ghosts, only the golem of the elven archer.

Twenty-four hours had already passed since Zhou Qingfeng fell to the bottom of the pit, and the golem could be used again. When he uttered 'Sinda', the white ghost was visibly startled. But then ......, something unusual happened.

In Elvish, 'Sinda' means 'praise'.

When the word 'Sinda' came out, the first thing that reacted was not the Golem of the Archer, but the statue of Corellon, which had not moved. The idol that had been silent for many years suddenly lit up, and the eyes of the idol seemed to be activated, scanning the prison hall with a majestic bearing.

Zhou Qingfeng was startled by the glimmer of the idol, only to see a light shoot out of Ke Ruilong's eyes, shining on the archer golem. After a few seconds, the idol's glimmer vanished, and the Golem of the Archer shone brightly, pulling its bowstring and firing an arrow without hesitation.

Far more than ordinary psionic arrows shot out, hitting the white ghost. The blow was extremely powerful, exploding directly after hitting, shattering the scattered white ghosts in pieces.

The explosion came too suddenly, and the loud noise reverberated back and forth in the confined space. Zhou Qingfeng's ears were buzzing with shock, and the ghost that had been bombed immediately fell silent, and the various parts of the split quickly fled, wanting to reunite and recover in the distance.

"One more shot."

When the white ghost appeared, Zhou Qingfeng's little heart was so scared that it jumped out of his chest. Now seeing that the other party is unlucky, he immediately grew bold and was about to destroy the other party.

Hearing that there was going to be another shot, the scattered ghost light seemed to be frightened, and the speed of convergence towards the center increased a little, but this was far from enough. Seeing that the elven archers are about to let their souls fly away and die completely......

Uncle Zhou's mind had a pleading voice out of thin air, "Don't ......, don't kill me." I surrender, I submit, and I am willing to serve you as Lord. Have mercy on me, I've been imprisoned here for decades, and I've been unlucky. Leave me alone. ”

Master?

This plea made Zhou Qingfeng hesitate. The archer's golem's second psionic arrow was already on the string, which made him want to hear what the other man had to say, "What are you?" What are the benefits of being your master? ”

As he spoke, the ghost light cluster completed its convergence again, but after suffering heavy damage, it was much smaller than before.

A small piece of light separated from the middle of the light cluster floated over, and the other party said, "I am a half-demon, and I am willing to offer a soul contract under the witness of the elven guardian spirit." The master is in control of everything for me. ”

The core of the light cluster was suspended in front of Zhou Qingfeng, but he turned to look at the statue of Ke Ruilong behind him, and then looked at the mighty archer golem, and he didn't really understand the connection between them.

But thinking that his body could even be imprisoned by the god of living, and he should not be afraid of other gods, Zhou Qingfeng reached out and grabbed the core of the light group - under a light touch, he immediately understood the so-called 'soul contract'.

The contract itself is fine, it just clarifies the rights and obligations of the master and the vassals. It's just a demon language used in the contract, and the one who wants to sign a contract with Zhou Qingfeng is a half-demon.

Signing a master-servant contract with a half-demon, Zhou Qingfeng can get a lot of benefits. For example, depending on the demon's bloodline, you can get different 'demon bodies', and your strength, constitution, and agility will be greatly improved.

The price is that the slave must be fed with his own flesh and blood. If you don't have enough flesh and blood, you have to feed it with your soul.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be very interested in the 'contract', the ghost light group breathed a sigh of relief. Realizing that it should not be completely wiped out, it took the initiative to say, "Master, as long as you are willing to accept this contract, I will give you all my loyalty." ”

"Do demons have such a quality as loyalty?" Zhou Qingfeng asked disdainfully.

Demons are the embodiment of chaos and evil, and they don't have the word 'loyalty' in their dictionaries, but rather the word 'betrayal'.

The white light group continued to humbly say, "Master, I am only a half-demon, not a pure-bred demon. In order for me to serve you better, I hope you can do me a favor first. ”

Before the contract was signed, you started to make demands?

Zhou Qingfeng frowned slightly, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"I've been imprisoned here for decades, and I can't escape even if I'm a ghost, because my bones are still trapped in the dungeon."

The ghost whispered, "You seem to have a good relationship with the elves, not only do you have the elves' secret magic golems, but you can also stimulate the residual power of faith in the idols. I am willing to be your servant, can you release me from the dungeon? ”

It turned out that this ghost was imprisoned here.

Zhou Qingfeng's brows furrowed even tighter. Ciric couldn't help but run out and explain, "This is the ghost of an abyssal demon horse, the offspring of a cross between the demon 'Nightmare' and ordinary horses when the demons invaded. It's a good mount.

The elves of Silver Leaf City fought against demons back then and captured many demon descendants. This abyssal demon horse should have been imprisoned at that time. It is clear that the elves did not take it with them when they evacuated the Black Forest, nor did they release it.

Its bones should still be visible in the dungeon. I'm going to revise my previous judgment, the pit you fell into should have been dug by it, probably waiting for someone to come down and save it. However, after decades of captivity, it is a little mentally abnormal. ”

Ciric's explanation caused Zhou Qingfeng to complain silently - you are a mad god and you are still qualified to say that others are mentally abnormal?

But the god of murder was clearly right. The ghost light group was much more sober after suffering a heavy blow. It reverts to its original form, taking the form of an abyssal magic horse. Its four hooves are stout, its body is tall, and its body is covered with bone armor, which is hideous and terrifying.

Its head was completely different from that of a horse, it was the head of a monster with fangs and huge teeth, its skull was very thick, and it had a sharp spike on the top of its head like a unicorn.

Zhou Qingfeng's bantam was left in the woods, and he was afraid that he had already been robbed by the goblins. Now there's a horse here, and it looks amazing. He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What else is in the dungeon?" ”