The lights in the prison flickered, and Artut sat on the chair as if he was mournful, looking at Lin Qi in a daze.

He had already signed a soul contract with Lin Qi, and Lin Qi was born and died in a single thought. Even if he absorbs more souls in the future, even if his soul power is a thousand times or ten thousand times stronger than Lin Qi, unless he can crack the Soul Guardian Great Blessing Technique, he can only obediently be Lin Qi's loyal slave.

But the Soul Guardian Great Blessing Technique, a god-level soul technique that defies the sky, Artut has roughly estimated, maybe ...... Maybe when he breaks through to the peak of the Holy Master, he will have enough strength to exert it, right? But the peak of the Holy Master, that is the top power of the Holy Realm, with his current peak strength of the Holy Master, if he wants to break through to that level, it is possible that it will take thousands of years if he is unlucky.

Even if he can break through after a thousand years, what will Lin Qi's strength be?

To be able to invite such a terrifying Being, to bless and protect Lin Qi's soul, how strong is Lin Qi's background? Altut has been comforting himself, the person who blessed Lin Qi could not be the founding patriarch of their Soul God Cult, but who else has such a terrifying ability except for that terrible person?

Looking at Lin Qi, who was rummaging around in the prison like a bandit entering the village, Artut's tears welled up.

From today onwards, he will carefully guard Lin Qi and serve Lin Qi respectfully, even if Lin Qi has a little cold, he will work hard to solve problems for Lin Qi. Otherwise, once Lin Qi dies, he will also be scattered with his soul! This is the terrible thing about the soul contract, the master dies and the slave is buried, there is no possibility of luck.

"A woman is the root of all evil! That Tiger Butterfly, I really let her die too easily!" Artut cried and regretted, if it wasn't for Tiger Butterfly seducing his son, how could Alda bow to such a perverted thing as Lin Qi?

With tears in his eyes, Artut watched Lin Qi throw the precious books on his bookshelf on the ground, and he couldn't help but twitch in pain. He stammered and asked, "Lin Shi......"

Lin Qi glared at Artut unhappily: "Huh?"

Artut immediately showed a flattering smile that he had only seen on the faces of the followers of the Soul God Sect before, he stood on his knees and bowed slightly to Lin Qi respectfully: "Honorable master, I don't know what you are looking for?"

Lin Qi kicked away a scroll of handwriting that recorded Artut's experience in the soul secret art in the last ten years, and looked at Artut, whose face was distorted with pain, and asked, "I'm your master now, so you know, I need a little bit of ...... Where is your net worth?"

Artut's body trembled, and he instinctively covered the three glittering spatial rings on his left hand.

Lin Qi smiled, with the typical bad smile of a ruffian bullying the good, he whistled in a strange voice: "Oh, yo, you really have good things, come on, these three rings, I have a fancy for them, do you want to disobey the orders of your most honorable master?"

With a smile, Lin Qi's face was filled with killing intent that made Artut desperate: "Then, let's kill you, after killing you, all your things are mine!" In the sneer, Lin Qi's mind moved slightly, and his huge soul power turned into a thin whip, which slammed on Altut's soul imprint.

Artut let out a terrible howl, his body suddenly jumping, and his eyes suddenly spurted out large fields of blood and tears. He was never a good man, he was the most notorious terror in the entire Western continent, and there were only two kingdoms that were destroyed by his hands, and the wars of the bow hair cost at least millions of lives. But Artut had never seen someone like Lin Qi, and he could brazenly hit himself!

Just now, a blow of soul whipping almost shattered Hortut's soul!

But he, Artut, is a soul mage at the peak level of the saint, and his value cannot be measured at all. Even the church was reluctant to kill Artut, but imprisoned him in a prison and extracted his power for the church's use.

For Artut himself, if there was such a powerful slave, he would never be willing to be treated so roughly as Lin Qi. A master at the pinnacle of saints, Lin Qi, this bastard, he knows what this means? How can he treat himself so roughly and rudely? Could it be that in Lin Qi's heart, he is on par with those worthless slave demons?

Before Artut could recover from the blow caused by the soul whip, Lin Qi gave him two more lashes.

Artut spat out a mouthful of blood, and he quickly took off the three spatial rings from his fingers, and then presented them to Lin Qi respectfully, and by the way, he also canceled his spiritual imprint on the spatial ring.

He looked at Lin Qi flatteringly, and said respectfully while vomiting blood: "Honorable master, you can take all the belongings inside, but those books, those books that record the secret techniques of the souls of the gods, please leave them to your humble servants!"

Grabbing the three spatial rings, Lin Qi's spiritual power probed inward.

A very high-grade space ring, the contemporary pope of the Soul God Sect, almost destroyed the terrifying figure of the Caesar Empire, the second empire of the continent, you can imagine how rich Artut's net worth is. The capacity of the anklets on Lin Qi's body and the two spatial rings added up and multiplied by ten could not be compared to the capacity of the smallest of the three rings.

"Hell, how could there be a ring with such a large capacity?" Lin Qi looked at Artut in shock.

Weakly smiling at Lin Qi, Artut lowered his head: "This is a counterfeit of the three 'World Fingers' handed down from the Dark Calendar Period" Although it does not have the huge space that accommodates a city like the real World Ring, three or five mountains can still be stored in it. After all, it is a treasure from the Dark Calendar period, and at that time, all kinds of precious space materials were still abundant.

Taking a deep breath, Artut, who had already accepted his fate, introduced to Lin Qi with a bitter face the characteristics of these three World Finger Lu Counterfeits, in addition to the huge capacity, these three World Rings were also blessed by the Soul God Sect's successive generations of Pope Sect with powerful offensive soul techniques. A group attack of the Death Scream, a group attack of the soul impact, and a single soul extraction are very powerful magic items.

What's even more precious is that these three rings have an extremely powerful concealment effect!

According to Artut's instructions, after Lin Qi threw out the mountain-like classics in the three rings, he took out three drops of heart essence blood and dropped them on the rings, and then branded them with the secret method of the Soul God Sect, and then the three rings turned into three streams of light and rushed into Lin Qi's body, fusing with the three phalanges of his left hand.

With a slight flick of his fingers, Lin Qi's mind moved slightly, and he could feel that the three terrifying soul attack spells on the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger of his left hand could be sent out at will. Lin Qi nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Artut in surprise: "Such a good concealment method, why are you stupid to put these treasures on your fingers?"

Artut looked at Lin Qi dryly, sighed hard, and lowered his head dejectedly.

After a long time, Artut muttered in a low voice, "I am the contemporary Pope of the Soul God Cult, and even if the Church threw me into the Black Abyss Divine Prison, they still maintain the respect they deserve for me. Who can take my private property from my hands with my strength? Whoever is weaker than me is killing himself: stronger than me...... They won't care about my property!"

Lin Qi smiled strangely, he put his spiritual energy into the ring, looking at the mountains of gold and silver jewelry, magic crystals, magic gems, armor and weapons, bows, arrows, crossbows, swords, guns, swords and halberds and other things in the ring, he couldn't help but show a strange smile.

Artut's thousand-year savings, no, maybe even most of the Soul God Cult's thousand-year-old savings are now cheaper for themselves.

Artut was right, people weaker than him couldn't rob him, and people stronger than him wouldn't be so shameless to rob him. But it was his own small heavenly position, which was indescribably weaker than Artut, that robbed the soul mage of this powerful saint peak.

What could be more perfect?

Smiling, Lin Qi took out the anklets and spatial rings on his feet, transferred all the items inside to the three newly acquired world ring counterfeits, and threw these spatial magic weapons with the smell of his feet to Artut.

"Okay, okay, don't be sad, after all, it's my person, and I won't bully you too much! Although the capacity of these things is a little smaller, it is still enough to make do with them! That's it, you can squat here with peace of mind in the future, if you have something to use, I will come to you!"

After a moment of silence, Lin Qi smiled and threw out a few hams and a few barrels of rum.

"Your son, Alda, I am very optimistic about his potential, so he is also my man. These hams and rums, whatever you want to interpret them, you can even think of them as your son and your own selling money, well, so be it!"

Pointing to the divine prison that had been turned over by himself, Lin Qi ordered: "Clean carefully, see what the mess has become here?" Remember, I will come to you if there is something, today's matter, what to say and what not to say, you know it in your heart!"

With a flattering smile, he sent Lin Qi out of the prison, and Artut's face suddenly became extremely dazed and sluggish.

Like a little girl who had been brutally ravaged by dozens of strong men, Artut sat in the prison for a long time, and then suddenly wailed and cried: "Woo, you, you, what about the ten elven virgins you promised me? Why is this happening? How can such a thing happen?"

This must be a nightmare, Artut told himself, it must be a nightmare!

The contemporary Pope of the Soul God Cult was actually looted like this, not only was his floating wealth robbed, but even his own son, a big living person, was forced to be sold into slavery! This must be a nightmare!