Chapter 421: The Ups and Downs of Life

was silent for a long time, and even looked at Mien's gaze with a killing intent that was enough to turn into substance!

He couldn't understand why Narug would be so protective of this-mouthed, arrogant god!

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If he resisted that legendary-level power just now, without enough magic shield, even the Immortal himself thought that he had no chance of surviving.

So the moment the energy blast filled with destructive power came down, the magical energy shield released by him bought him a precious half a second.

So that he can smoothly step into the 'void space' and dodge the attack just now.

Originally, with the help of the 'Void Space', he could go anywhere he wanted in the Overworld, but when he wanted to step out of there again, he realized that the entire 'Void Space' had been sealed off.

It was at this moment that he learned of Narug's existence.

'Void Space' was originally a space-time spell created by Narug, and no one but himself could completely seal it off.

Resist using legendary spells to kill this outrageous magic stick.

Nozmar spoke, "I can ban the Mystic from conducting human experiments, but it's impossible to register with the Holy See. ”

In fact, Mien has long known that it is impossible to let all the mysteries register and accept the jurisdiction of the Holy See, and Mien is just a lion talking about it, if he really wants to carry this matter forward, Mien, who has already had enough troubles, does not want to add new troubles to himself and the Holy See.

Moreover, this kind of extreme contempt for the status of the mystic, Meen did not think that he would agree, and if he did, Mien felt that there was a ghost in it.

Nozmar may be a peerless genius in cultivation, and he is definitely thoughtful after living for 10,000 years.

But for him, who has always liked to use force to solve everything, sitting down and negotiating so calmly is obviously not his forte.

At this point, there is no means for Meen to eradicate this serious problem now, so taking advantage of the dialogue process as much as possible and delaying time for the Holy See is what Mien likes.

When the Holy See has been in full swing for another five, ten, or twenty years, and the wood has been completed, Mien will not believe that these mysteries will dare to do things under his nose again.

Still expressionless, standing in place and silent for a while, Mien slowly spoke, "If we are doing this without permission again by what we have......"

Directly interrupting Mien's voice, Nozmar said lightly, "Young man, no one can disobey my will, you just need to take care of yourself and the people under you. ”

As the words fell, Nozmar pulled out a worn-out parchment from the void, but with a faint smell of age.

There was a faint glimmer of light, and the parchment was suspended in front of the two of them.

"I don't like, sign this contract and your purpose will be achieved. ”

As he spoke, Nozmar looked at the little snake with an indifferent face, and the second half of the sentence was more like squeezing out from between his teeth!

"I'm not interested in fighting between mortals, and if you agree, drop your blood on this contract. ”

Pausing slightly, it seemed that the mood had been extremely bad, "From now on, that idiot will no longer be my student." ”

Nicholas was just a happy student for Nozmar, and he wasn't gifted enough to waste his tongue here.

Besides, if it weren't for that fool, how could he have been so humiliated!

If he had known that Narug was in this bullshit sect and killed him, he wouldn't have come here to find trouble!

Originally, I wanted to take the opportunity to announce my return to the world, but I didn't expect it to end so hastily, even disgraced!

The original lack of affection for Nicholas in my heart has almost reached the point of disgust!

Mien was not in a hurry to sign the contract, and looked at the little snake without a trace, the latter noticed Mien's gaze, and said lightly, "Tsk, soul contract, Nozmar, you are really willing to pay such a big price for this." ”

The old man just snorted coldly and did not respond.

He looked at Mien with a cold gaze, "Don't worry, I don't have the ability to do anything about the soul contract yet, and I don't want to get into trouble again." ”

As he spoke, Nozmar slashed the tip of his right finger and dripped a drop of blood upward.

Mien hesitated for a moment, and likewise cut his finger to drip his own blood on it.

As if activated, the parchment suddenly glowed with an incomparably dazzling light and began to spontaneously combust in the air!

A small black rune also appeared in the palm of the old man's and Mien's right hand at this time.

Mien only felt that in the moment just now, something rushed into his soul, but this feeling was fleeting.

Nozmar glanced at the runes in his palm, and looked up at Mien's tone full of menace, "Young man, please remember my advice, relying on the power of others will one day make you pay for it!"

Mien didn't get angry at his words in the slightest, and said lightly, "Before that, you'd better mind yourself, I won't be able to preach you yet, blasphemous." ”

The old man snorted coldly, stepped forward into the void, and disappeared in front of Mine.

Little Snake yawned, "He's already out of here, no, I'll have to go back to sleep for a while, and I'll come back to you when I have time." ”

As soon as the words fell, the little snake also dissipated into the air.

Looking at the little snake that disappeared again, Mien secretly said in his heart, it's best that you don't bother me again in your life!

Only Nicholas, who stayed in place, had a rich expression at this time, making him look like a drama actor!

What the Immortal said just now fell into his ears word for word, and he even maintained a respectful gesture to Nozmar, and the whole person was like a sculpture, standing in place dumbfounded.

Life is like a play, with ups and downs.

I'm afraid this is the most ups and downs in Nicholas's life.

Full of hope for survival, he was poured a basin of cold water in an instant, from head to toe, from ** to soul, through the cold.

Just now he was thinking about how to ridicule this self-defeating magic stick, but the cruel reality still pulled him back from his unrealistic conjecture.

Some sloppy eyes saw the one he regarded as a 'liar stick', and his heart suddenly sank.

In a hurry, he suddenly cried out, "Your Excellency, you can't kill me! My identity is worth a lot of money! Let me live must be more valuable than dead!"