"Think about it, do you want her to be a dragon egg forever, or live in this world again. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The Dark Old God said again.

"Hmph, don't try to lie to me, even if you have the ability to resurrect you, you don't need to! The teacher said that as long as you find the crystal keel, you can get Winnie back. Arsati held on, forcibly suppressing the throbbing in his heart.

"Crystal Dragonbone, haha! Do you know where the Crystal Dragonbone is?" the Dark Old God laughed, his eyes projecting disdain and banter.

"On Dragon Island!" Alsati spat out two words.

"Yes, on Dragon Island, but do you know where the crystal dragon bones are placed? it's the dragon cemetery! there are dragon souls entrenched all year round! only the dying dragons can step in!" the dark old god smiled coldly.

"It's hard to get an ordinary dragon bone, let alone the most precious crystal dragon bone among them, even if you can enter it, you may not be able to get a crystal dragon bone in a lifetime!"

"As far as I know, from ancient times to the present, there has never been! No one has ever seen a crystal dragon bone! More people just regard it as a legend! Do you think such an ethereal thing can save her? What a little devil who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

The cruel words of the Dark Old God hit Arsatti's heart, and he could not accept this reality.

"No, the teacher won't lie to me! He said there would be a chance to find the crystal keel!"

"Hehe!" The Dark Old God smiled secretly, Arzadi's state of mind had been disturbed, as long as he added another fire, he would be able to succeed!

"Chance, everything in this world has a chance, but it also depends on the success rate, if you want to find the crystal keel, the success rate is definitely less than 1 in 100 million! No! Not even 1 in 100 million!"

"You lie to me, I won't fall for you!" Arsati growled.

"Tut-tut, you already have the answer in your heart, why deceive yourself?" the Dark Old God whispered.

Arsard's chest heaved heavily, in fact, he had already looked up the relevant information after the Wasteland War, and what the Dark Old God said was not much worse.

It's just that hope still exists, and he doesn't dare to give up, but now it is crushed and torn apart by the Dark Ancient God, completely exposed to the scorching firelight!

"Little ghost, let me tell you, there are few people in this world who have the ability to help you, and it takes a great price to resurrect her! Do you think those people will help you? Only me! Only I can do it!"

"It's just you, the people of the demon clan have never been trustworthy, and you make me believe in you, the devil!"

When the Dark Old God heard this, he was not angry, but his heart was overjoyed. Arsati said this, that is, he did not reject his deal, this little ghost still wanted to save the little girl.

"We only believe in contracts! I will sign a contract with you as long as you want, and if I can't do it, then no matter how strong I am, there will be rules to punish me!" said the Dark Old God again.

Arti was silent, the demons acted as a contract, once the contract was signed, they would do whatever it took to complete the transaction, and the price they could pay was relative!

"Little ghost, I'll give you three minutes to think about it, do you want to be trapped here for the rest of your life, or do you want to exchange her life!"

Arty raised his head suddenly, meeting the glowing eyes of the dark ancient god.

"Brother Saty..."

The beauty of the past came to my heart, and the stubborn girl was distressing.

Arsati was decadent.

"Ten!"

More than two minutes later, the rough voice of the Dark Ancient God echoed in the darkness, his eyes burned, and he stared at Artaldi, success or failure in one move!

"Nine!"

Boom!

The countdown number was like a hammer to the heart of Arzadi, who was still struggling, hovering between emotion and reason.

"Eight!"

"Seven!"

"Six!"

The Dark Old God suddenly sped up the speed of counting, leaving Artardi a little overwhelmed.

"Five, four, three!"

"You've won!"

Arsati roared.

The corners of the Dark Old God's mouth quickly rose, and he grinned at the terrifying mouth, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Yes, he won!

"Ahh

He is not afraid of death, never, but the only thing he can't worry about is Winnie, the sister who has only known him for three years but can make him feel sorry for a lifetime.

"Rest assured, you will be satisfied with this transaction, it will be the best decision you have ever made. The Old Dark God laughed.

"No, this would be the worst decision ever made!" Arsati said with a blank face as he wiped away his tears.

He understands the consequences of letting the Dark Old God occupy his body, and it is very likely that it will cause disaster for Ello in the future, but...

"You've made your choice anyway. "The Dark Old God stretched out his big hand, and the rules were cut from the darkness and reassembled into a contract.

The contents are exactly this deal!

Smack!

The Dark Ancient God separated a wisp of soul imprint into it, which can be regarded as completing his contract.

"It's your turn, little ghost, do you want to go back on it? The Dark Old God deliberately stimulated.

"Hmph!" Arsati closed his eyes, and a wisp of soul was also separated.

Syllable!

Rumble!

The contract shone brightly, the rules of magic suddenly appeared, and under its gaze, the contract was completely completed! The souls of the two parties fused and restrained each other! The deal was completed!

"Whew--" The Dark Old God breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come on!" Arty had become a thoughtless zombie at this time, and sat there without a face.

"Don't resist my presence. The Dark Old God stretched out his evil claws, and his mist-like figure enveloped Arzadi's body, slowly invading.

Arty snorted, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain caused by the invasion of the Dark Old God.

"What a fool!"

The Dark Old God smirked and mocked as he captured it.

The contract is real, but it is a contract that has no effect, in other words, he deceived Arzadi!

Because the soul imprinted on his right arm is only a part, and he can't form a valid soul contract at all!

"Little ghost, you're right, humans shouldn't believe in demons in the first place. ”

The Dark Old God laughed, he was setting off a carnival!

Hula――――

Arsatti's mind was groggy, and in his own consciousness he passed out again, entering the deepest place in the spiritual world!

When he woke up again, he was stunned by the vastness around him.

"Do you really regret it? You were wrong, you were wrong!"

A clear voice rang out.

"Where is this?" muttered Arsati.

"Look to the future, your mistakes will lead to everything happening!"

Hula!

A picture appeared in mid-air, and the protagonist in it was none other than Artaldi!

No, he is no longer Artardi, he has a demonic aura, he came out of the forest of nature, searched all over Ello, and found the other bodies that were sealed!

Yes, he's a dark god!

Resurrected, he joined Klosesko and rekindled the flames of war to Erlo!

Looking at the blood in the picture, Arsati was cold.

The smoke of gunpowder fills the earth and the sky, and the pain caused by the war is so naked!

"I was wrong! I was really wrong!" Arsati grabbed his head, his heart tormented, "but I should do it!!"