Chapter 55: The Avenger's Soul (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)

"Pay a deposit upfront?"

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"Yes, a deposit must be paid upfront." John said solemnly, "I have traveled thousands of miles to help you avenge you, and if the revenge is over, you are missing or you can't get your magic, what should I do?" ā€

"You can rest assured that what the Guadora tribe promised will definitely be done." The ghost spoke sincerely,

John shook his head, still holding on to his thoughts,

"No, the deposit must be paid, which is the guarantee of cooperation."

The ghost was silent, looked up at the other party, and wanted to say, "What if we pay the deposit and you don't make a move?" As soon as this sentence reached his mouth, he hurriedly swallowed it again.

There were some things to say and some things not to say, and he knew in his heart that the Guadora tribe, which was in a passive situation, had no room for maneuver.

And the energy in the other party's body is like a condensed sun, so powerful, does he really care about this bit of magic?

The ghost shook his head, unsure in his heart, and asked tentatively,

"How much deposit do you want?"

"Three, three, one."

This time there was no need for John to explain, and the ghost also understood the meaning of these three numbers, and after pondering for a moment, he spoke,

"Three basic magic and mid-level magic can be handed over to you, but high-level magic can't, every high-level magic is a rare treasure, even if there are few Guadora tribes in their heyday, they can't be handed over to you like this." After speaking, he was afraid that John would be angry and walked away, and hurriedly added,

"And high-level magic can't be learned by spells alone, and there are some unique methods that can't be used until you learn these methods, even if you have spells."

"Dharma, what do you mean?"

"You'll know when you advance to a high-level mage." The ghost smiled, and sold it a little bit.

"Really?" John smiled coldly and said, "What if I force it?" ā€

The ghost's expression froze, and he couldn't speak, if he really did this, he really had no other way but to give.

"Don't worry, it scares you, it's just a joke."

The coldness on John's face disappeared, replaced by a warm smile, and said,

"Go ahead, you've endured it for so many years, and you must have prepared a lot of things for revenge during that time, and now that the deal has been established, you can bring them over."

"What about high-level magic, do you still want it?"

"Not now, but in the future, you'll have to give it to me, along with the rest of the magic, and your so-called method."

"This is natural."

The ghost nodded hurriedly, feeling the attitude of doing what he said from John's words, which made the boulder that had been hanging in his heart finally fall.

"Your Excellency, please wait a moment, I'll be back in a moment."

The ghost bowed slightly in learning Western etiquette, and his figure faded and disappeared into the night.

Ten seconds later, the vanishing ghost resurfaced, and the ghost appeared in front of John, holding a strange wooden box in his hand.

He raised his arm, and the wooden box seemed to be pulled by a force field, slowly rising into the air and landing in front of John.

The lid opens automatically, and a ring, a few quaint pieces of parchment, and a thick book are stacked in an orderly manner.

The style of the parchment and the characters on it are exactly the same as the one that was just destroyed, and it is supposed to be dedicated to magical things, as for the book below,

John's eyes unconsciously showed a bit of fiery emotion, this is the key to open the door of magic, finally got you, he took a deep breath, carefully moved his wings, and took out the wooden box of the book.

The whole book is made of hard animal skin, there are more than thirty pages in total, and the front and back of each paper are written with magical words, the number of words is not much, only a dozen, and the blank part next to it is some annotations made with hieroglyphs,

He didn't know the intricately shaped hieroglyphs, but it didn't matter, Zero did.

"Magical words are actually a kind of symbols that represent the natural existence of heaven and earth, wind and fire, and rivers, a total of three hundred and sixty-five, all in this book, and the pictographic annotations in the blank space of the paper are their pronunciations, and the corresponding pronunciations can be learned by imitating the roars of animals depicted in the text." The Wraith explained,

John frowned and asked, "But how do I know if my pronunciation is correct or wrong?" ā€

"This question is also the reason why magic is difficult to learn, many people are blocked from the magic gate because they can't learn the correct pronunciation,

But you are different, you have magic in your body, and magic is the energy generated in your body after the syllables meet with the elements, as long as you pronounce the syllables correctly, the magic in your body will echo with them. ā€

"Therefore, these three hundred and sixty-five magic words may be a difficult hurdle that other beginners can never overcome, but for you, it is not difficult."

"That's it!" John nodded, and had a rough idea in his heart, his eyes wandering back and forth, resting on the ring made of unknown materials,

"A ring, that's what you have in store for revenge."

"Don't underestimate it, this is a Horcrux that Guadora has passed down from generation to generation, and it is also a witness to this commission." The ghost said in a deep voice,

"Oh!" John raised an eyebrow, "If you say that, it can still supervise me!" ā€

"Not an overseer, but a witness." The ghost explained, "Like you just said, [I'll help you get revenge, and then what if you don't pay the reward?] We also need a witness, but what we witness is not whether you will carry out the commission, but whether you will kill the right person. ā€

"What do you mean?" John was puzzled,

The ghost lowered his head, his voice was faint, revealing a little weird, "This ring is a magic equipment with its own magical power, it can store the soul of the dead, as long as you bring this ring to his left index finger before killing those three, after death, his soul will automatically enter the ring,

And we can judge whether you really completed the commission based on the soul in the ring. ā€

After hearing this, John suddenly became silent, and even looked at the ring a little more contemplatively.

Witnesses? I'm afraid not so!

Although the other party spoke easily, the viciousness and pleasure revealed between the words could not be concealed.

Storing souls should perhaps be called soul enslavement.

He could imagine the inhuman torture of Lieutenant General Kane's three children once he had completed his commission and returned the ring containing the soul to the ghost, under the control of endless vengeful rage and the terrible wails of countless Guadora.

The torture that comes from the soul is endless, even if they want to go crazy.

But what does this have to do with him?

John shook his head slightly, wiped away the pity that rose in his heart, looked up and said,

"The contract has been concluded, remember to prepare what I want, I don't want to make some unpleasant things when I come back in the future."

"Your Excellency, please rest assured that the people of Guadora have always kept their promises, and even if they die, they will keep them."

"That's good!"

John looked at him deeply, put away the ring, closed the box, spread his wings, and flew away.