The Endless Shuttle

He thought of this creepy ability, and became more cautious in his words.

"It was my fault. To express all my apologies, Your Excellency Bahram, I, Cornelus Aruba, am willing to pay any reward. No matter what it is, Cornelus' 2,000-year family lineage will definitely satisfy you, I just beg you to spare my life..."

"Hey, this is really interesting. If Mr. Aruba doesn't say anything, how do I know you have anything to pay? There is still a minute and a half..."

Lopez lowered his arms, and something like mist appeared in the air.

Moisture is collected.

The girl in kimono next to him could clearly feel the moisture on her skin.

Gradually, the water mist turned into a stream, like a mixture of ribbons and snakes, docilely surrounding Luo Pei's side. It is simply that Luo Pei is not so mad that he uses the "water of death" here, otherwise his future residence will probably be lost.

puff!

The water flew out like a knife, cutting off Aruba's left hand.

Blood splattered, and pain crawled along the nerves into the blond magician's brain after the main body was injured. He wanted to scream, but when he saw Luo Pei's cold eyes, he even suppressed the instinctive reaction of a human being, and it just turned into a slight whine in his throat.

"This is punishment. The next shot will be your head, and white flowers will bloom." Luo Pei explained.

"I, I am willing to pay money..."

"One minute."

"Magic technology! All my magic research materials and all technologies can be dedicated to you!"

"You are as ridiculous as being begged by a beggar murderer to pay all his property to the king. Fifty seconds."

The water slowly approached Aruba's side, adding invisible pressure to him.

Perhaps because they knew about Luo Pei's strange "discriminatory treatment" attitude, the two rituals did not restrain their curiosity, and gently touched the water floating in the air with their hands.

It was cool, no different from the water flowing out of ordinary water pipes.

This is the first time that Luo Pei has shown a special ability in front of a kimono girl in addition to his own extraordinary physical fitness-similar to magic but obviously different.

Looking at the girl's cold expression, Luo Pei instantly turned into a smiling face.

The water flow touched by her changed from the ferocity just now, entwining around Er Rishi's hands.

"Is it fun?" He said caringly: "After dealing with that monk in a while, Shi can invite me to your residence, and there are more interesting treasures for you to see?"

Don't get me wrong, Rope is talking about his dizzying variety of abilities, not some dirty stuff.

"...Cut. An uncle-like tone."

The two ceremonies withdrew their hands, but it is undeniable that she did feel a little moved just now.

After all, everyone wants to learn more about the magical powers of the gods in mythology.

"It's obvious that you were still threatening others just now... Your mental problem is actually more serious than mine, right?"

"What nonsense is the truth. However, I am still in the "normal" range. If it is any more abnormal, I lack self-control and I will attack the opponent-in a sexual sense. "

"nausea."

At this moment, Aruba, who had tasted enough pressure of "death", finally couldn't bear it, and shouted like a collapse, interrupting the intimate conversation between Luo Pei and the two rituals.

"Your Excellency Bahram! I am willing to regard you as my master, as your servant and believer! No matter what your purpose of recovery in this world is, the Cornelus family will do everything in their power to help you! Please...!"

Hearing this, Luo Pei had a "tired" expression, but the water floating around Aruba did scatter down, falling to the ground and mixing with the magician's blood.

"A guy with no creativity, who thought you could come up with some interesting proposals, but ended up being an old dog... well, but this statement is still qualified, and you can keep your life."

If Cornelus said that he was willing to immediately change his position and fight Araya Soren to make up for his mistakes. Then Rope will not only appease the two rituals that are also aimed at monks, but even provide free reconnection of severed limbs in order to appreciate the dog-eat-dog battle between these two magicians who were close allies a few minutes ago, as a date Closing dance.

The result is not surprising—the magician is like this, lacking in innovation, old-fashioned, and still retaining the medieval thinking that "being a slave is the greatest price".

Although the words were very unpleasant, Aruba at least knew that the "God of Victory" did not intend to kill him.

The pressure of blood loss and fear made him collapse, and he knelt on the blood-stained floor. The instrument that he cared most about was also sloppy.

As long as I can get out of this city... as long as I can get out of this city... Aruba was panting, and from the corner of his eye glanced at the steps of a man and a woman walking towards him, wanting to take the elevator.

He still had a little luck. There is no messy contract, if it is a verbal agreement, when he returns to Rome, he can choose to renege on his debts and continue to fulfill his wishes in a remote corner of the world.

"Oh, you don't need to prepare self-mandatory certificates anymore, I'll give you a fun one."

"……well?"

As they walked past Aruba, the two rituals did not stop, while Lopez leaned over and dipped his fingers in blood, imprinting a darker color on the magician's suit.

The child erected an oval like a painting, like an egg, and was randomly clicked a few times in the middle.

That is the evil emblem of "God of Labyrinth and Contract" Elholt.

"In about three months, you will be able to get a new life at that time. Fallows should welcome you to take up a new job with him, Mr. Aruba... no, the future "Son of Eiholt", I hope At that time your human consciousness will be well mixed, like bread and butter. "

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The blood vessels on the face of the blond magician swelled and let out a piercing cry. From the blood vessels of its severed arm, it could be seen that a kind of white hyphae had begun to spread in his body, gradually eroding every inch of his flesh and blood.

Elholt is a secondary old ruler. Although it bears the priesthood of "contract", the content of its contract is extremely evil. No matter what the contractee desires, Eihuote will first inject his embryos into the host's body, and then consider—about one tenth of the possibility of realizing their wishes.

In the end, the ending of those poor eggs, without exception, was eroded by Elholt's embryos and turned into a strange parasitic monster "Son of Elholt" with half human consciousness and half monster thinking. This kind of contract has a nice name among some dark worm aliens who believe in Eihuote-"Glory Symbiont".

Generally speaking, it's not something worth caring about. It's just a small contract in the Necronomicon. Rope gave it to Aruba, who is not very likable, as a reward for his loyalty. Just a while ago, Fallows was complaining that there was no reliable helper to help him with trivial matters. The magician and the owner of Cornelus should be very good at this kind of work, right?

Thinking of this, Luo Pei walked into the elevator.

The door of the elevator was closed, blocking out the painful crying noise.

driving down-

Chapter 75: The battle between the two ceremonies begins

The underground of the apartment is not deep at all, because this building was originally built for civilian use. After the short elevator time passed, Luo Pei and the two rituals appeared in the dark underground.

The silent space is filled with the smell of metal and formalin, which is a bit pungent. In this dim and dangerous environment, the girl took out a dagger from behind the belt of her kimono, and casually held it in her hand.

"You can't see anything clearly if you go deeper than this. Can't you make it a little brighter?"

It is true that she has magic eyes and good eyesight, but it does not mean that the two rituals will have night vision ability, and the darkness will hinder her to some extent. Especially now when the battle is about to break out.

"You finally see the essence of my omnipotence - Doraemon sincerely serves you."

Rope was joking, bowing with a performative salute.