Heavens villain boss whitewashing system

"A weak threat." The Holy Lord snorted coldly, and then put forward additional conditions: "I can refrain from killing you or controlling you, but you need to sign a master-servant contract with me and swear to serve me."

"Don't try to sign any equality agreement with me. I'm a devil, and devils don't follow rules. If you want to survive, the best way is to make me think you are useful!"

The Holy Lord's voice was cold and ruthless, as cold as a bone-chilling wind, but it made Daolong feel very convinced.

Because he is a black energy wizard, he naturally understands the tricks of demons very well. If the Holy Spirit wants to sign a deal with him, it will make him feel that it is a trap.

"...Okay!" Daolong's face looked uncertain for a while, but he finally gritted his teeth and agreed in order to survive.

He didn't want to die. He would rather choose to become a servant of the Holy Lord than die.

"Stupid wizard, even if he practices the power of darkness, he is still a weakling who is afraid of darkness. He cannot defeat the soul of death, nor can he defeat reality." The Holy Lord laughed at Daolong.

However, the sheep talisman in his eyes gradually disappeared. Obviously Daolong's words also touched his weakness. If Daolong's words were true, then Daolong really couldn't die so quickly. After all, it was about him.

The sealing spell.

When Daolong heard the Holy Lord's taunt, he couldn't help but feel veins popping out on his forehead.

As an evil and talented black energy wizard, he has never suffered such a great injustice in his life. At this time, he wished he could summon Ganwen Cuishan immediately, and then pick up the witch staff to fight the Holy Lord.

But he immediately thought that his one hundred and eighty years was not enough to look good in front of the Holy Lord. Even if he added the missing years, he would probably still be less than a fraction of the Holy Lord's age, so he forced himself to endure the grievances welling up in his heart.

The fist is not big enough, the situation is stronger than the person...

Compared with the Holy Lord, I am still a child of about a hundred years old...

If you give yourself the same amount of time to practice, the Holy Lord will definitely not be your opponent...

So there is no shame in giving in or anything!

Daolong successfully convinced himself in his heart.

After soothing himself, Daolong regained his confidence. He climbed up from the ground and said to the Holy Lord: "I can recognize you as my master, but there must be a special note in the contract, that is, when my strength surpasses yours

When the time comes, I will be free."

The Holy Lord glanced at Daolong with contempt, then snapped his fingers, and a ninja soldier from the Ghost Shadow Corps appeared from the shadow.

He also held a light yellow sheepskin scroll and a quill in his hands. Both items emitted strange fluctuations, which was exactly the master-servant contract that the Holy Master and Daolong mentioned before.

The Holy Lord took the contract scroll with one hand, sneered at Daolong and said, "Yes, although this will never be possible, I still decided to agree to your request, because what I like... is to play with other people's hopes."

Opening the contract scroll, the Holy Master picked up the quill and drew casually, adding the line requested by Daolong at the bottom of the scroll:

???????????????(When the servant's strength exceeds the master's strength, the servant will break away from the status of a slave and gain freedom).

After the Holy Master finished writing, he threw away the quill, and the entire contract immediately glowed with light and flew straight towards the Daolong.

Daolong looked at the contract in front of him, as if he saw a pair of heavy shackles on himself, and freedom was a luxury from now on.

But, I have to sign!

Buzz!

As Daolong signed his name, the sheepskin scroll in front of him immediately turned into thousands of rays of light and dissipated in the air.

Contract, done!

This is a strange force that does not act on the soul or the body, but on the laws of cause and effect.

Thinking of being unable to control himself from now on, Daolong couldn't help but become frowning, while the Holy Master showed a smile.

The so-called royal way is the way to control one's subordinates. The most common principle is to hit a sweet date with a stick. Since the contract has been signed, it is natural to give him some benefits, so that Daolong knows that it is worthwhile to follow him.

future, in order to increase their enthusiasm for work.

"Since you have recognized me as your Lord, I cannot be stingy. With my Holy Lord, your efforts will be rewarded." The Holy Lord controlled the demonic energy of fire and slowly rose into the air. The red light in his eyes surged.

Almost half of the blast wizard tower was illuminated.

"You said your time was short, so I gave you the qualification to live forever. You lost a little freedom, but you can gain immortality from me!"

The Holy Lord looked at the Daolong on the ground and whispered. The special rhythm of the devil's language, coupled with his own understanding of the king's way, made these words appear grand and majestic, making people want to bow their heads after hearing them.

As a black energy wizard, Daolong was extremely mentally tough, but he still had the urge to kneel down in his heart for a moment.

"Those who believe in me will receive glory. Daolong, I will give you the demonic energy of fire and the power of the dragon!"

The Holy Master gave a low shout, and condensed a burning flame in the void with his left hand, while a looming shadow of a flying dragon appeared hovering in his right hand.

"From today on, you will always have the talent of the devil and the ability of the qi wizard, the devil wizard!"

After finishing speaking, the Holy Lord threw the flames and flying dragon phantom in his hand towards the Daolong below, and enveloped him instantly.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Daolong let out a loud cry, and instantly absorbed all the two masses of energy surrounding him, and then the flames all over his body surged into the sky, but could not hurt him at all.

The face that was originally wrinkled like old tree bark gradually grew scales, looking strange and dangerous.

The two eyes of different colors changed from round pupils to vertical pupils. Their eyes were cold and ruthless like some kind of cold-blooded animal, and a long tail grew out from behind them.

Daolong clenched his fist, feeling that he was now full of strength. He glanced at the Holy Lord gratefully, lowered his head and said respectfully:

"My master, thank you for the power you have given me. Daolong is grateful!"

When the Holy Lord heard this, the corner of his mouth slightly rose. In the original drama, the demon Xiaolong could use the magic energy of fire left by the Holy Lord to transform Zhou Afen, Lasu and other stupid thieves into flame lizard men. There was no reason for him to be a father.

It won't work.

However, there is one thing to say, there is indeed something wrong with the aesthetics of Demon Xiaolong. It doesn’t matter that he is green and ugly, but his transformed subordinates are also the same color, which makes people want to forgive them when they see them.

The Holy Lord, who had regained his magic skills, not only controlled the demonic energy of fire, but also had the dragon talisman in his body. Naturally, he was unwilling to use only the demonic energy of fire to strengthen Daolong.

"Go find the magic books and knowledge I need. I need to find a way to break Lope's curse immediately. I have a feeling that my power is about to come back!"

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