Chapter Seventy-Three: The Soul Contract

Vane snorted coldly and said, "No, you already know my real name, if you tell someone else my real name, then I may be in danger." Originally, I planned to kill you directly and solve the trouble. But your strength and wit can help me, so you can save your life. If you hadn't hurt me just now, I would have killed you a long time ago, and why did you bother with so many words. ”

Horn was stunned and asked, "What is your real name?"

Vane nodded and said, "Yes, once the purgatory creature awakens its true name, it will not change in its life. The real name is like the human soul. As long as people know their real names, they can summon powerful and even enslave them. So I don't kill you, but I have to sign the master-servant soul contract to rest assured. ”

At this time, Horn finally understood why Wayne's intentions, and if he thought about it, he didn't worry about letting people who knew their weaknesses go uncontrolled.

However, he didn't understand why he knew Vane's real name, nor did he understand why Vane knew that he knew her real name.

At that moment, he asked, "How do you know, I know your real name?" and purgatory is so big, how do you know I'm here?"

Vane thought for a moment and said, "Do you remember that we once met in my mental space, and then I knew you knew my real name." I don't understand why, maybe it has something to do with the soul. As for why I know that you are here, it should have something to do with that mental space incident, basically I can sense where you are. ”

Horn finally understood what was going on. Even if you run no matter how you run, it's useless, it's like you're equipped with a tracker, and sooner or later you'll be chased.

At the moment, I can only consider myself unlucky, starting from the attack outside the Belgra gates, everything has become unexpected. Bad luck comes after end, and although it has become stronger, every time it encounters something dangerous. Especially now, I can't help but be rejected by Tropos, and I was in purgatory to save her, and what is even more infuriating is that just because I knew Vane's real name, I was almost killed by her, and I was forced to sign the soul contract of master and servant.

Is this my fate? This kind of unfortunate thing happens all the time. Horn thought of this, disheartened. At the moment, he said, "Come on, I'll sign it." I can't get out of this purgatory anyway......"

Vane didn't say much, he directly pointed at Horn's forehead with his jade finger, and began to recite the contract spell in his mouth, and as the spell progressed, a small magic array appeared on Horn's forehead. Then the magic circle sank into the body.

"Let go of the mental space," Vane shouted. Horn had no choice but to abandon the place and let the magic circle be engraved in the spiritual space and bound to the soul.

When the magic light goes out. Vane withdrew his jade finger and said with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go......"

"Where to go?" Horn asked.

Vane said mysteriously, "You'll know when the time comes......" After speaking, he turned around and was about to go down the mountain.

When Horn heard this, he always felt that nothing good was good, and he couldn't help but remember that Dupont had said the same thing when he tricked himself into sealing the Demon Eye......

Just as he was about to follow Vane down the mountain, he suddenly remembered that he didn't have any strength in his body now. Hurriedly said: "Now I am weak, can you take me away?"

Wayne frowned, snorted coldly: "It's really useless......", stopped, grabbed Horn's collar, and with a light touch, the whole person jumped into the air with Horn, and fell sharply down the mountain, and then, the black hair behind him swelled and extended again, as if giving birth to two wings, gliding away into the distance......

Horn followed Vane through the wasteland for an unknown number of days, and finally walked out of the wasteland and into a hilly terrain.

Purgatory is really very big, and along the way, Vane has black that can be transformed into wings to glide in the air, and his strength is much stronger than Horn, and his speed and endurance are naturally faster than Horn. In order to catch up with Vane, Horn is in a hurry. Only when the Force is exhausted will Wayne stop, wait for Horn to recover a little, and begin to urge Horn to hurry again.

At first, Horn wanted to play a little clever and deliberately pretend that the Force was exhausted. But then Vane saw through it, and whipped half to death with the whip condensed by the long black hair, and after several times, Horn didn't dare to pretend to be dead, and hurried obediently, only daring to stop when he was exhausted.

But in this hurry, Horn also found that there were some benefits. It's that after the Force is completely exhausted, after recovering from it, there is always a little increase, although the amplitude is not large, but a little more, he already faintly feels that he is not far from the ninth level. When it comes to magic, Horn doesn't fall behind. As long as it's time to rest, after all, I will meditate. I don't know if it's because the magic fog in Purgatory is better than the elements, or for other reasons, Horn's mana capacity increases quickly, basically twice the speed of the human realm. If it weren't for being in purgatory, he couldn't get out at all, but in the human realm, Horn didn't know how excited he was.

Horn also found out that Wayne basically didn't practice anything, even when he was waiting for Horn to recover, he didn't know how his strength came from. After a few hesitations, Horn finally asked Wayne this question.

Vane looked at Horn very strangely and said, Isn't the strength obtained by devouring other creatures? Horn was stunned for a moment, under Vane's explanation, Horn finally understood that in addition to the strength and skills obtained by purgatory creatures from birth, in order to increase their strength, they basically need to devour other creatures to obtain energy, and after the energy is accumulated to a certain extent, it will begin to transform, and after each successful transformation, the body's strength, magic power, and magic skills will change accordingly. Like the Great Lord of Purgatory, I don't know how many of my own kind have to devour to evolve to that kind of Cheng dΓΉ. This is the horror of purgatory, only the strong can survive, and the weak can only become food for the strong. Although purgatory is very cruel, another benefit is that from the birth, as long as you are not devoured by your kind, there is no limit to your lifespan, that is, you will not die, and according to legend, the oldest great lord is already hundreds of thousands of years old.

Horn remembered the crocodile-headed monster on the seventh layer, which was thousands of miles long, and only had an infinite lifespan to grow like that.

Vane also asks Horn why he wants to cultivate, and Horn explains to her that humans can only gain great strength and magic through cultivation, and that humans have a limited lifespan.

Vane was intrigued by this and began to ask Horn to take care of all things related to the human realm. When Horn finished explaining the seven emotions and six desires, love and hatred of human beings, Wayne thought deeply. Hate and hatred, she probably understands, just like a purgatory creature will definitely hate after beating him, and hatred is that after the purgatory creature hit her, he ran away, and she will definitely hold a grudge. But what is love?

Suddenly, he grabbed Horn's collar and twisted it, and before Horn understood what was going on, the soft, plump, and new red lips kissed Horn's lips directly, and after taking a deep breath, he let go of Horn, frowned and said, "Hey...... Is this what you say is the most likely act of love between human lovers? Why don't I feel any difference, love is there? Hey ......"

Horn only felt the world spin around, and his eyes straightened. The softness of his lips and the lingering fragrance made him feel like he was in a dream.

Seeing Horn's stunned appearance, Wayne directly stretched out his white jade hand and slapped it, waking Horn up. Then he raised his eyebrows, and his beautiful eyes widened and said angrily: "I spoke, did you hear it?" ”

Horn covered his cheeks with five red and swollen finger marks and smiled bitterly, "I heard it, I heard it." Human love is not as simple as you think...... What about this thing...... How so...... Think about it. ”

Vane looked at Horn's stammering appearance, his long black hair floated up, and he conjured up a whip shadow, and whipped Horn, looking at Horn's grinning and painful expression, and snorted coldly: "If you want to think of when, say ...... quickly."

Horn hated the long black hair on Vane's head to the point of itching, and thought to himself, if you have the chance, you can shave it all and see how you can behave.

I still quickly find information about love and the like in my head. Unfortunately, he didn't know much about it, and in the end he had no choice but to tell what had happened to him and Tropos.

After speaking, Vane looked at Horn's sad expression and was very disdainful. In her opinion, what kind of love between human beings is boring and boring. Just give up what you can't get, what's so sad.

However, since he knew that his appearance was a stunning beauty among human beings, and many humans liked this appearance, he began to tease Horn from time to time, sometimes dancing gracefully in front of Horn, kissing Horn coldly, and even sometimes using the green jade finger to scratch Horn's body, flicking his eyes. It made Horn painful and happy, and he couldn't wait to get on this stunning and enchanting stunner directly. It's just that at the thought of the contract that bound his soul, he suddenly calmed down and continued to endure Vane's torture.

In fact, Wayne is just bored sometimes, and uses Horn to relieve his boredom, just like a man to a pet.

The hills grew higher and higher, and eventually Horn and Vane came to the front of a large rift valley. The rift valley is bottomless, and from the cracks, it can be seen that the demonic fog underneath is extremely thick. The width of the Great Rift Valley is at least 100 kilometers and the depth is tens of thousands of meters.

On both sides of the rift valley were densely packed with caves of all sizes, and the caves were dark and swarthy, and when the wind blew, they whined, as if there were some monsters hiding inside.

The light of Purgatory is faint, and when you look down from above, you can't see anything-