Mondo knew that the shamans of Augurita had a fellow beast companion for each of them, but had hardly heard of anyone with magical creatures as pets. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His great father, the Great Prophet Gesar, is said to have possessed an Earth Elemental Lord, who eventually ran out of spirit and turned into yellow sand in a battle for the victory of his tribe.

It's not that the shamans are not strong enough! The orcs of the Karen continent are still too shallow, and wild magical creatures are really rare, and most of them are wild and untamed.

The value of magical creatures is naturally many times more powerful than that of magical beasts. For example, if this storm spirit is on the battlefield, blowing a wind blade on the enemy is almost as sharp as cutting wheat.

Mondo took a deep breath and said quietly, "Have you really figured it out, sign a contract with me, and you'll leave Stormstorm Canyon immediately." ”

"Are the orcs as verbose as you?" the voice in the totem was still arrogant.

"I gave you a chance, orcs have always had bad patience, if you regret it again......"

"Tell me how to sign the contract. The Storm Spirit interrupted impatiently.

Mondo thought for a moment and said, "Okay, trust you one last time." ”

He took out the soul linker and placed it on the table. "Now, you come out of the totem and put all your mind into this rune. ”

The Storm Spirit was very crisp, and immediately emerged from the totem and stood on the table. Suddenly, the temperature inside the house dropped a lot, as if the icy wind outside was blowing in.

Mondo noticed that the Storm Spirit had become half as small, about the size of his chest. Of course, this is a docile state, and when you go berserk, you can't say for sure.

"Lord Alibakin Gluck Sinawa Badar has decided to be your friend and will not turn back. After the Storm Spirit finished speaking, it swooped and burrowed into the soul link charm again.

Mondo immediately sensed that there was a strong soul fluctuation in the rune.

No matter how doubtful he was, he also condensed the power of his soul and gradually entered the rune. He found that a wisp of his spirituality followed the rune's lines, twisting and twisting, and when he reached the center point, he met the spirit of the storm spirit, and the two gradually intertwined along the lines, and finally tied a knot.

Click! The rune is broken!

Mondo found himself in a psychic channel with the Spirit of the Storm. It's a strange feeling, and it seems like there's something more in my head. A message emerges.

"The Tier 4 Storm Spirit, who is seriously injured, is about to go into hibernation. Once restored, it is able to unleash all of its four-star Wind Blade magic. ”

Mondo looked at the Storm Spirit as if he had become a part of his body, and he said silently, "From now on, you will be called the Black Whirlwind." ”

"No, I am the great Lord Alibakin Gluck Sinava Badar, and you have no authority to change my name. The Storm Spirit immediately heard it and protested violently, its body shaking in anger.

The igloo is quiet, only the mind is talking.

"You magic bug, damn it!" Milgar felt the storm spirit's mood swings, a little impatient, and reached out to touch the tomahawk.

"Stop, we're done communicating. Mondo hurried to stop it loudly.

"Did it work!" Millagar grinned excitedly, pressing her large hand on the Storm Spirit, "I'll check if this little guy is a slave." ”

"Get out of here, rude orcs, sooner or later, I'll tear you to shreds. Enraged, the Storm Spirit swung its wind knife and slashed at the Swordmaster's arm, leaving a shallow mark.

Rolling fury churned on the other side of the psychic passage, and Mondo's heart moved, and he carefully passed his mind through the psychic passage, standing at the gate of the storm spirit's sea of consciousness.

I was surprised to find that inside the gate, there was a monstrous sea of anger, and anger filled almost every inch of space. It turned out that the spirit of the storm spirit was indeed based on anger. But they don't know where their primordial anger comes from? Could it be an unknown presence deep in the canyon?

Perhaps, he can borrow the wrath of the Storm Spirit. A bold thought popped into Mondo's mind.

"Boy, you're sure you've taken this guy in. Miller bared his fangs, breaking his musings.

"Black Whirlwind, you can't easily hurt people without my consent in the future. Mondo said.

"Hmph, this orc has a lot of skin, and I can't hurt him now. "The Spirit of the Storm has burrowed into the totem again. The wind spirits of Stormstorm Canyon never leave their birthplace, because once they leave the magical habitat, their magic power will continue to radiate outward and decay until they completely die. Only by living in a home like the shaman totem can you lock in magical energy and stay alive forever.

Having the feeling of home is a wonderful, welcoming thing for any living being. Magical creatures are no exception. The Black Whirlwind is a bit inseparable from the totem.

Mondo silently experienced the mystery of the psychic channel, the soul contract between the shaman and the elemental spirit is a partnership, and the sea of consciousness of the two sides does not coincide, so one party does not know the memories and thoughts of the other party, and can only communicate through the psychic channel.

However, this so-called "equality" is not absolute. Mondo felt that if he wanted to, he could control all the actions of the storm spirit with the soul contract. This is also the essence of the shaman's soul link rune - cooperation can lead to equality, and if you don't cooperate, you will be controlled!

Where is there any absolute equality in this world? The equal communication of shamans is also relatively equal.

"Mondo, that damn orc, has injured me so badly that I must sleep for a while to stabilize my injuries. The Storm Spirit spoke.

"Where are you hurt?"

"The soul is damaged, and if it is not healed sooner, it will be destroyed sooner or later. ”

"How strong are you now?"

"Hmph, although I can't release powerful magic, however, the low-level wind blade can spew out a thousand, if it weren't for the thick skin of that orc, I would have chopped him into meat sauce. The Storm Spirit's answer was very cooperative, and after establishing a psychic channel, the relationship between the host and the demon spirit would naturally become cordial.

Mondo nodded with satisfaction and continued, "How long will it take you to recover?"

"It will take at least ten years of sleep!" Black Whirlwind's tone turned furious, "It's all to blame on that damn orc, he injured me too badly, and when I cultivate to the seventh star, I will definitely tear him to shreds with my own hands." ”

The growth of the spirit of natural magic is really slow!Mondo felt the anger on the other side of the spiritual passage, and felt speechless in his heart, and slept for ten years, and when it was born, the daylily was cold.

"Good job, boy, you've got a really good thug. Millega grinned, sinister.

He didn't expect that he could actually subdue a magical creature. Knocking the Storm Spirit to his knees with his fists and begging for mercy and then making a pact was just a whim for him. He knew the Storm Spirit well, the most irascible and moody of all the elements, and he had no hope that the idea would succeed.

However, this half-breed boy did just that, a shamanic apprentice, and actually made a spiritual contract with the four-star storm spirit. He had been in the orc tribe for twenty years, and the shamanic temple had never told such a magical story.

There is no doubt that this boy is a genius warrior and a genius shaman!

He finally understood why Gesar valued this mixed-race son so much.