Henry naturally began to be "imposing" restless again, but Chris was not interested in taking another look, and his cold eyes were only fixed on Pandis's face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chris naturally didn't know that after learning the bone removal technique, when he looked at the other party, it was only a certain bone in the human body - when he regarded the other party as an opponent, he only thought about which joint he was unloading at the beginning, and that kind of eye probing that penetrated deep into the bone marrow would definitely make most people's hearts hairy, and they couldn't help but subconsciously take the part they were staring at away from him.

Pandis's face pale as he trembled under his eyes, and he looked at Chris for a moment, and smiled slightly, with a relieved lightness in his smile.

"Henry, hear me clearly, listen quietly, remember every word I say next,"

Henry coughed.

Chris's face was indifferent, and he looked at her quietly.

"When we go back, we immediately execute another of our plans, and if it doesn't work, try to start from within them, sense... Your bloodline may not be enough to get a response, so you'll have to get enough blood from me..."

Chris frowned and sat down on the stone bench.

But Pandis's voice was still clear: "... As many spells as you can that can match it at a distance..."

She said a wacky string of syllables: "tekl*hcia"

"Okay, have you remembered everything?" said Pandeth again.

"Finally, thank you for taking care of you over the years, and Tess, and Uncle Tim, and say goodbye to them on my behalf... The burden on my shoulders is about to weigh on you, and I'm glad you did..."

"Finally," she turned her eyes to Chris, "... Never seek revenge against him, we are at fault first, and we can no longer withstand the wear and tear of manpower..."

Her eyes were soft, tears were shining, but with a quiet smile: "... Well, Criss-san, I apologize to you once again, I'm sorry ... You... Come on!"

She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she was still smiling.

Chris stood up and walked slowly in front of her, and Henry let out a mournful roar in his throat and turned his face away.

"Miss Pandis, have you heard-"

Pandis opened her eyes in surprise.

"The Chain of Kratov?"

Four hundred years ago, a saint-level qi magician in the Tianlan Continent, in a war to eliminate the undead, a necromancer attacked the human grain and grass transportation army, this is a very normal thing, the problem is that the leader is the younger brother of the emperor at that time, General Bolton.

This General Bolton has average talent, just a fifth-level warrior, and he has no outstanding strategy and wisdom, of course, he is not a bad person, compared to the dangerous front-line battlefield, the logistics of grain and grass transportation is much safer, it can be said that the first choice of many nobles who want to obtain military merits and are afraid of death must be here.

This is a "gilded" location.

The necromancer summoned the bone dragon, killed most of the warriors and burned the grain and grass, and finally recognized General Bolton, who was protected by layers of guards, and decided to capture him and blackmail the emperor - although it may not be able to use it to make the humans retreat, but the blow to the morale of the human army is undoubted.

General Bolton sent his soldiers to the nearest friendly forces for help, but fled, and a day later was captured alive by the bone dragon with all his guards martyred.

At this time, he was caught up by Kratov, who was a wind saint-level magician, and Kratov cast a tornado storm to crush the bone dragon, but General Bolton on the bone dragon's claws did not escape the same fate.

Kratov's decision was undoubtedly correct, and almost everyone, including the emperor, thought so.

But not the family of General Burton.

After the war, General Burton's only son carried out a series of assassinations, and even narrowly escaped on one occasion, and Kratov had to meet the emperor directly.

On the one hand, he was a saint-level magician, and on the other hand, he was the family of his own brother, and the emperor could only follow Kratov's advice, so that Kratov stripped a part of the soul of General Bolton's son and attached it to his own brain, and since then, General Bolton's son no longer dared to have any ill intentions towards Kratov.

This kind of soul linking, which is similar to a contract but more binding than a contract, is later known as the "Kratov Chain".

Unlike the slave contract, the slave contract can maliciously "misinterpret" some of the master's demands, such as "castaneye" in English, which can also be interpreted as "throwing an eye away", which is a deliberate distortion of grammar.

The Kratov chain is different, it is a forced part of the human soul to be stripped out, forced to remain in the subject's brain domain, any unfavorable thoughts can be the subject at the first time "seen"; moreover, after the subject dies, that part of the soul in the brain domain will also dissipate, after losing this part of the soul, the person may become an idiot, or may become a madman.

Of course, the death of the stripped soul has no effect on the subject at all.

This is a total, utterly unequal contract.

"Would you like to sign?"

Chris stood in front of Pandis, his tone flat and helpless, "You are bent on dying in exchange for someone else's chance to live... Perhaps, everyone has a different position, you may be right, and I am obviously right, it depends on whether you are willing to take the only opportunity I give you. ”

"Promise, you go ahead and do your own thing, if you don't, you'll all die - I'm sorry, I didn't say that before. ”

Pandis's tears welled up, but it was the joy of being in a desperate situation: "I do, yes, I do, thank you." ”

Chris bent down and restored her dislocated wrists.

"So, let's get started!"

Pandis closed her eyes and meditated for a long time, then raised her left hand, close to the side of her head, the joint recovered after the dislocation was still a little tingling, her hand was trembling slightly, and stayed on the side of the head for a while, Pandis clenched her teeth, and her face became pale - the "excision" of the soul with mental power is by no means comparable to the pain of the body.

Then, her fingers trembled and slowly left the side of her head, and wisps of almost transparent white smoke-like objects appeared on her fingertips.

Pandis spread out her hand, it slowly formed a human form, her face was blurred, she tried to breathe a few times to keep herself from falling unconscious, raised her eyes and said to Chris, "Please take it!"

Chris also closed his eyes and probed out his spiritual power, which slowly spread to the soul body, gently wrapping it and pulling it into his own brain domain.

After reaching the brain domain, several white chain-like objects protruded from the brain domain of Cris, and the soul was firmly encased. Then Chris sensed some of Pandis's thoughts, as if there was an extra person talking in his head.

It was a strange feeling, but it made him uncomfortable, and Chris couldn't help but frown.