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Following the direction of the Dragon King, Scherl chases the moon, but does not know that the night in the Realm of Necessity is long and hopeless.

The dragon king forgot to tell Shecher how often the sun would come out of the Continent, sometimes the sun could rise in the next second, and sometimes it would take a lifetime.

However, the nights here are not so peaceful.

From leaving the Dragon King to walking out of the jungle, Shecher has fought three beasts one after another. The beasts here are all unevolved, full of wildness, and always want blood to celebrate them. However, in the end, it was all made with his own blood.

It was a minor problem for Shecher in a state of flames, but it didn't make him happy. Dealing with these beasts was not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also made him feel very anxious and feel an endless sense of loss.

It didn't take long to get out of the jungle and enter the endless desert, the wind and sand at night were very sad, coupled with the extreme dryness and low temperature, Shecher was a little prostration, and wanted to make snow but found that he couldn't use magic other than fire, and although the magic of fire could resist the low temperature, it was even drier, and he couldn't choose, so he could only endure and go down.

The double test of pain and circumstance, if you want to turn back, you will only return in vain, and you will always wait for a meaningless death in this fleeting realm.

You have to keep walking, even if you go to the abyss.

He didn't know how long he had walked, or a day or more, he had lost his sense of time, and he only knew that following the moonlight forward, the night might be endless, but there was always an end to this desert.

Yes, he finally came to the end of the desert.

An oasis is on the edge of the desert, allowing him to replenish his water in time. He gulped the clear spring water into his mouth, as if he had been reborn, but unfortunately there was no container to hold it, or he could fill it with a lot more, so he drank more.

Drunkenness also came to him, and he didn't know how long he would have to walk, so he decided to close his eyes for a while, found a rock, and fell asleep.

However, it was this sleep that almost killed him.

When he awoke, he was already in the eagle's nest on the edge of the cliff, and a strange-looking vulture stared at him like food, but it frightened him as much as the dragon king's angry eyes at him.

The vulture, seeing that Shecher woke up, pecked at Shecher directly with its hook beak, but suddenly it was burned by a flame. Shecher's reaction was timely, otherwise he would have been injured again.

But the vulture, flapping its wings, flew into the air and circled for a while before returning to the edge of the nest, trying to attack Shecher with its sharp hook claws. Shecher kicked and beat with her flaming limbs, expecting the vulture to retreat, but she didn't expect it to become more and more courageous. Completely abandoning the mustard of the flames, the last one grabbed Shecher and forcibly endured the burning of the flames and threw Shecher off the cliff.

After a few moments of relief, Sheccel fell off the cliff again, this time facing not lava, but the bottomless Grand Canyon.

The snow was completely out of shape, like a meteor falling downward, and the light of the fire rubbed against the air faster and faster.

Is this going to be the end of it?

Shecher had only just become familiar with the power of the flames, and he could control it directly, but at this time he broke out again, and with the lightness and power of the flames, he managed to levitate himself in the air.

"Oh, it's dangerous!" he would be able to see Ollie in a second, he thought to himself.

Mastering the properties of fire, he was able to use the flames to make him fly through the air, and in a short time he reached the eagle's nest on the edge of the cliff, beat the giant vulture hard, and then flew towards the moonlight.

Finally able to land on the ground, he excitedly watched the flames in his body jump freely, he had been trying to control the flames, but he didn't expect it to finally become a reality. Now that he has truly become a three-element magician, this also means that he may have the potential to be the top of the whole continent, and this potential is slowly bursting out.

2）

Catch up with the footsteps of the moonlight again, after so many difficulties, I don't know when I will be able to see the demon king contract and return to the present world.

However, he had gradually realized that the so-called test was only to make him more flexible in the use of fire magic, and he secretly felt that the Demon King Contract was already very close to him.

However, the blows followed. After the desert, the iceberg blocked his way, for the original he did not have to fear the cold at all, but now he is a fire-oriented physique, and can only rely on the power of the flame to support him to climb this iceberg. The consumption of mana is also quite fatal to him, the mana in his body has already been depleted, and after using the flame flight just now, there is not much mana to support him to use fire magic.

It seems that it is providence that will make him have to rely on his physical strength to survive this iceberg.

I had no choice but to do it.

As soon as he came into contact with this iceberg, he felt the unbearable cold, and with the effect of his psychology, he felt that the cold had completely surpassed the feeling of Joan's ice magic.

It didn't take long for him to freeze and shiver, but he still had to keep walking, and once he stopped here, he stopped forever. This is how the realm of the moment is constantly despairing, and no matter where you are, once you stop, you may encounter accidents. The jungle is torn by wild beasts, the desert is covered by wind and sand, and even the oasis that seems to be in no danger will be bitten into the nest by the giant vulture, and the iceberg, when it stops, only the limbs become more and more numb, and finally freeze to death before you know it.

He thought about it, and quickened his pace, which would make him relatively tense and raise his temperature a little, although it would consume more physical strength than walking slower and it was dangerous, but he knew that the biggest danger now was the cold.

He was also worried that there might be some drought-resistant beasts living on the iceberg to trouble him, he had probably figured out the routine, there were too many strange ancient species here, most of them were inferior and bloodthirsty, and these things on the iceberg were really in line with the style of the entire Whisker Realm.

But this time, he didn't let him "get his wish".

The iceberg only tested his patience and determination, and he walked forward firmly without looking back, without dropping a single step, and finally succeeded in getting out of the iceberg.

He breathed a sigh of relief again, this test was simply excessive, unbearable, not to mention, the danger was too great. But he can't say anything more, he still has to hurry, and he still can't wait for the ahead.

Whatever you encounter, it's good to beat it, without too much nonsense.

Shecher still didn't see any sign of sunrise after that, but the moon was getting smaller. For about a few days, he didn't eat anything but water. It's not impossible to say that the Burning Head Beast eats it, but he doesn't have that appetite.

He told himself to endure it if he could, and that the things in the realm of the Temporal Realm were nothing but demonic fantasies.

However, the hard work paid off, and after walking through a desert again, he finally saw a little light coming from the distant sky.

"Ah, I finally saw it!"

Without thinking too much, he galloped to the place where the sun rose.

For so long, he had always felt infinitely close to that power, finally within the sight of his eyes.

He ran excitedly, his eyes moistening a little.

It was his greatest pride that he never fell into despair, and it was because of this that he saw that light.

The moon gradually disappeared, and he watched the sun rise little by little from the sky, and happily picked up the scroll of the Demon King Contract. The text on it was ancient and he was completely unrecognizable.

At this time, the girl appeared in front of him again.

"Hey, now you can sign the Demon King Contract. ”

"I see. Shecher wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at the girl, and couldn't speak clearly with excitement.

"Hey, they're all so adults, and they're still crying. ”

"No, the desert is too windy and sandy!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Sign your name here?" said Shecher, pointing to the blank space at the very end of the contract.

The girl leaned forward, looked and nodded slightly.

"The people of the Salamanda family are really extraordinary!"

Shecher didn't answer, he was proud of being a member of the Salamanda family, but now, he was proud of his persistence.

I didn't put pen to paper for a long time, and rolled up the contract again.

"Huh?"

"I decided to stay here for two more days. ”