498.Chapter 496 495 Rift Seat! Decide it’s you! Get on.

Chapter 496: 495.Rift Seat! Decide it’s you! Get on it!
For a professional lawyer, drafting a compliant contract is a basic skill.

Of course, this work does not require a lawyer sitting in front of a computer word by word knocked out, now what era ah? Still in the traditional way to do the contract can be too tired, like a contract or deed of this thing is a template, mature lawyers should learn to learn from the wisdom of previous generations and then in accordance with the specific circumstances of the fine modifications.

In the continent where Transylvania is located, there is a fixed template for the contract of the Star World Summoning.

As Tris said, any summoner in his right mind would choose those demigods with calm and friendly personalities to fulfill their summons, but although there were various factions of summoners, the Astral Summoners and the Otherworldly Summoners were notoriously dangerous, and thus the templates of the contracts used by these two professions would rightfully need to be a bit thicker.

But only to the extent of being a little thicker, at best, the summoner adds dozens of additional qualifiers according to their own understanding of the contract for securing their rights and interests.

After all, the other party to the contract was also intelligent, and those cunning astral creatures that favored chaos were especially adept at exploiting loopholes.

Tris had never failed to tell Murphy similar stories, what summoner tried to use the contract to completely control the summoned object and got backfired, what summoned object intentionally stuck in the bug that led to the death of the summoner ah.

This kind of thing was by no means rare in a world full of psychic energy, and perhaps it was because of such and such risks that the Star Realm Summoner, an ancient profession full of the unknown and adventurous spirit as well as the risk of death, was increasingly declining in today’s era, and instead, it was the simpler and safer Wilderness Summoner or Elemental Summoner that was prevalent.

After all, compared to the treacherous creatures of the Astral Plane, beasts and elemental creatures have clumsy brains, and all it takes is a little bit of pre-prepared meat or something to make the elementals happy, which is not much harder than grabbing candy from a little girl.

Tris could guess that Murphy would be quite prepared for the summoning contract with Mannis the Endless, yet the scarlet witch was still taken aback when Murphy actually walked into last night’s chamber with the contract in hand.

“What the hell is that in your your hand?”

She exclaimed:

“Why is this scroll so big! If you didn’t say it, I thought you were holding a rock!”

“Huh? This is still big?”

Murphy looked at the rolled up scroll in his arms that was still a bit heavy from being held up with both hands, and he said:
“I think it’s not bad, it’s only 1,226 contract provisions and 70,000 words, the magnitude of a short story, if you read it quickly, you can finish it in one or two hours.

I don’t think it’s safe.

If I didn’t have only one day to prepare, my personal legal counselor, Crow, could have drafted a more specific contract for me.

Alas, what a bottom line, he even refused my request for him to decorate the scroll with Latin in a heraldic art font and to hide loopholes in it that could be used by me yet.”

“You.”

Tris watched breathlessly as Murphy thumped the scroll of that compact proper on the floor.

The thing even smashed dust as it hit the ground, showing the exaggerated weight of it.

Having never seen such a display before, she stepped forward and opened the scroll, pulling it out and reading a paragraph:
“This contract applies to the exchange of power based on the concept of ‘equality’ and the mutual binding of both parties on an existential level between Contractor A (Revernor Murphy Lexumbra) and Contractor B (Mannis the Infinite), and as such all items in the terms and conditions shall serve this purpose.

Both parties shall regulate their actions in accordance with the terms set forth in this pact, which shall be used to bind them and to achieve a mutually beneficial and virtuous cooperation.

In order to prevent the parties from questioning the binding nature of this contract due to a lack of clarity, it is hereby explained that the ‘material realm’ referred to in this contract shall include all areas within the gravitationally effective range of the planet itself and all areas in which entities and beings can exist and live. life.

The ‘Astral Realm’ shall include all areas covered by the spiritual energy of the Astral Realm and its energy dispersion.

Since Party B is a Time Descendant, it is hereby stipulated that during the effective time of the contract, Party B shall not circumvent the terms of the contract by mobilizing the power of time to create temporal paradoxes, time travel, or disrupt the flow of time, and so on.

The definition of ‘equality’ in this contract is as follows: (Ignore two thousand words below).”

The first paragraph alone made Tris dizzy from reading it.

The various definitions and long difficult sentences plus the explanations for almost every potentially objectionable word that appeared in it made this contract impossible for ordinary people to read, and even the Spiritual Energy Master would need to pause and think for a moment in order to figure out some of the obscure clauses in it before he could jump out of the logical traps that the raven had intentionally set up.

Rubbing her head, she looked at the relaxed Murphy and said:

“You had this idea before you decided to sign the contract with Mannis, didn’t you? You wanted to play that snake for a fool? I don’t think it’s going to fall for that.”

“It asked for it, Tris.”

Murphy didn’t reveal what Mannis had said about the “Alpha Program” and the Ascension to the Divine Order, because the connection between Tris and the divine sin “Midnight Mother” made Murphy now have PTSD about the words “Ascension to the Divine Order”. Murphy now has PTSD on the words “Ascension to the Divine Order”.

He just replied briefly:
“I have already confirmed this in our previous conversation, Mannis needs me more than I need it at this stage, to put it bluntly, the bait it threw out can be effective based on the condition that I still have humanity.

If I decided to throw away my humanity, it would mean that Mannis had no cards to play.

In this case, I was clearly the stronger party.

What’s more, this contract may seem exaggerated but it doesn’t actually go beyond the definition of ‘equality’, and if you can read all the way through, you’ll realize that I don’t intend to use this contract to turn Mannis into my loyal dog.

It was completely unnecessary!
All attempts by the weak to hold the strong hostage by plotting and scheming will result in acquiring a pathetic invitation to hell for themselves as the plot fails.

The weak should have the awareness of the weak, and being able to maintain equality is good enough for me.

It’s the Serpent of Time, Tris, and it only takes a second for it to read and understand all of this, so don’t worry about it getting annoyed by it.

As I said, this is merely for self-preservation.”

“Okay.”

Tris reclosed this “Devil’s Whisper” scroll in her hand, and as she saw Murphy begin to set up the summoning ritual, she reminded:

“Once you complete the contract with Mannis, it means that you will fall into your apprentice’s dilemma, the contract power of an Astral Demigod of Mannis’s rank will squeeze most of your summoning bits, which means that it will be very difficult for you to complete a contract with another Astral Being until you reach the Gold rank.

Worst of all, because of the currently solid dimensional barriers between the Material World and the Astral World, it prevents you from summoning Mannis directly into battle for the most part.

Your Way of the Summoner will be temporarily nullified.”

“Isn’t that better?”

Murphy spat out as if he was relieved, then shrugged as Tris looked at him like he was dead, and he said:
“I mean, I will also inevitably reap a sufficiently weighty reward for paying such a huge price, for example, although my apprentice Touching You Poor has lost the power to summon Astral Realm creatures before the Silver rank, his Scorpion Lion has been raised well by him, and has already stepped into the threshold of Mega Creatures, allowing the Scorpion Lion’s lethal power to blossom to the fullest.

Even though Touch You Poor has kept a low profile, I’m guessing that he and his Scorpion Lion’s actual combat power is solidly in the top 30 of the current playerbase, which is pretty good given his usual hangdog style of wandering around that doesn’t fight well.

I don’t think that Lord Mannis is going to let me lose too much either.”

“Let’s hope so.”

Tris was still quite vocal about this upcoming Star Realm contract, but she knew that when the matter rose to the level of a hundred thousand lives, it wasn’t a matter for her or Murphy to dictate.

If this matter was known to Venerable Lord Paying, the Venerable Lord would definitely forcefully press Murphy’s head to make him complete the contract.

Instead of waiting for that kind of embarrassing situation to arise, it would be better to be a bit more obedient now, and also leave a good reputation of “petitioning for the people” and strengthen the great image of Lord Murphy in the hearts of the small players.

“I’m going to start.”

Murphy took a deep breath and nodded to Tris.

As was the case last night, Tris was escorting him, but today there was also a heavily armed Raven Knight outside the chamber, along with her best friend, the “meta-knight”, Ms. Becky, who had come to join in on the fun.

The two of them are now poking their heads outside the door and looking this way.

Raven Knight was holding a jasper artifact in her hand, ready to summon the power of the Star Realm Dragon to intervene, while Ms. Becky was full of curiosity, as she hadn’t yet seen a real Star Realm Demigod’s power wielded in action.

Uh, 99% of the people in this world probably didn’t have that honor to see this scene with their own eyes.

As Murphy once again performed last night’s summoning ritual, Mannis, who had long been waiting in the Astral World, flew in response to the call of the Material World, and the Endless One seemed to be victorious, as it let out the kind of laughter that snakes simply can’t make, and said to Murphy:

“Come come come, my dear vampire, I am impatient to acquire my thirteenth indentured servant.”

“Can I take offense and ask what happened to the first twelve ‘seniors’?”

Murphy spat, and the Endless One grunted and said:
“Can’t! I will only tell you that they could not withstand the favor and love of the Endless One, that they were too stupid and conceited, and that the one who performed the best among them didn’t last a month in front of the Dragon Emperor’s Jade Terracotta Army’s siege. Alas, in Ao’s earthly domain, wretches like me are doomed to fail to excel.

But not so in Transylvania, a hotbed of vendettas and shenanigans, I think I’ll like and enjoy my time here.

Now, put down that war hammer you’re holding and take out your pact .”

“Huh?”

Murphy glanced at the thing in his hand that Mannis called his ‘warhammer’, he shrugged, held the thing up, and said:
“This is the deed, of course, it’s not a problem for you to refer to it as my ‘war hammer’.”

“!!!”

Mannis, who had seen many great scenes, was shocked.

After it took several seconds to confirm that Murphy wasn’t joking, it exclaimed in exasperation as Tris had expected:
“No, it’s not a deed! It’s just a damn shackle, you bold mortal planning to whore out the great Mannis in such a way, ah, I’m going to eat you! And then I’ll turn you into a stinking turd and throw you into the most pathetic of time jumbles.”

“No, it is the deed, just read it.”

Murphy said without changing his face:

“I did everything I could to gain just a tiny bit of insignificant power over myself in a relationship that was destined to be unequal, come on, you’re the Serpent of Time, you’ve had plenty of time to read it and understand it.

So don’t pretend, okay?
If what you’re expecting is for me to be your puppet on a string, a stepping stone to your ‘great plan’ and those twelve pathetic wretches that can be casually discarded, then I don’t think we really need to talk.

Sincerity, understand?
This is destined to be an unequal relationship, but I can live with it, provided you and I both show sincerity.”

“Ch.”

The Endless One let out a disdainful snort.

A shimmering light with the aura of time fell on the scroll in Murphy’s hand, and a second later, Mannis responded in agony:
“Fuck! It took me three years to fully read it, and another three years to fully understand it okay, okay, I’ll admit it, this contract does a pretty good job of plugging almost every loophole I can exploit.

But can you explain to me what you mean by those ‘additional clauses’ you labeled with special words in the center axis of the contract?
What do you mean by ’emergency avoidance’?
By what right can you take the initiative to end this contract when you feel your life is threatened?

And what is the definition of the term ‘right of final interpretation’?”

“You have the same power, Mannis, and the word is clearly explained in Section 764, Paragraph 3 of the deed, so stop complaining. My personal legal counsel tells me it’s something that’s good for both of us, and that enforced constraints are no match for freedom under the rules.”

Murphy said:
“If you feel up to it, then sign the deed, I’ve wasted too much time on this already.”

“Hmph, you won’t have to worry about time anytime soon.”

Mannis sneered.

In the next instant, the power that belonged to Murphy came into contact and mingled with the power that belonged to it, and as the contract burned in the brass-colored fire of time represented the formation of the contract.

And a flickering light of the articulated serpent symbol also quietly appeared on Murphy’s heart, representing that he as an astral summoner finally chose his own “astral guardian”.

However, at the same moment, Murphy realized that he had been “fooled”.

He loudly chided:

“Why are you weak like this? Damn it! You can’t even maintain the power of a demigod, were you pretending to be strong before?”

“Hey, there’s no way for you to return it anymore, my little Murphy.”

The Endless One finally didn’t have to hide its weakness at this moment.

It had been shrouded in the light of time making it impossible to see the astral body’s appearance clearly for the first time very clearly exposing its form to Murphy’s eyes.

It was a snake with an overall green color.

On its coiled torso there was a turquoise power rune “locking” it at intervals, as if it were a strange “armor” for its body, and on its triangular head there were two unique dragon whiskers, which floated in the light of the astral plane and emitted a brass-colored light. and emitting a brass-colored light.

Most peculiar of all was the creature’s tail.

Instead of a normal snake’s tail, it was molded into the form of an interlocking hour and minute hand, which looked a bit odd, but also lent a mysterious color to the guy.

It wandered its body in the sea of stars, pulling out burning light at the edges of its eyes, each time it spat out its serpentine letter it would bring up waves of time around it if anything, and the spots and patterns present on its green outer skin were quite beautiful and mysterious, like a long poem celebrating the greatness of time.

All in all, other than the binding of those turquoise locks on this guy’s body, its selling looks were indeed worthy of the majesty of a demigod.

Moreover, this guy’s image always makes Murphy somehow associate it with another “divine beast” that is also in the form of a giant snake and also resides in the sea of stars.

But the problem is, this guy’s weakness is not hidden.

The locks on his body are punishment from the Star Realm Dragon, it is these things that are interfering with Mannis’s mastery of time, but the Star Realm Dragon’s punishment is not to let him die, so these seven locks have suppressed Mannis’s mobilizable power to the limit, so that it can only barely maintain a wisp of divinity of the demigod level.

It could escape from the roundup of the many demigods it had previously oppressed, but that was as far as Mannis could go right now.

“Alright, alright, I admit that I lied to you, but little Murphy, I’m still a Star Realm Demigod no matter how weak I am.”

The Endless One soothed:

“The power feedback I can give you is enough to take you off at the Black Iron rank Well, I didn’t even realize it before, obviously a Black Iron but already possessing the combat power of the Silver rank, my thirteenth indentured servant is indeed strong enough!
Not bad for an Alpha.

Here, let me tell you everything I know, then I’ll have to borrow your scent to cover myself and find a place to recuperate in the time turbulence.

Don’t be afraid, Murph.

That bastard Ao didn’t pull any punches, so I can get you out when your life is really on the line.

But if you want to dominate the greatness of the Endless One, find the ‘Power of Creation’ left behind by the Creator for me as soon as possible, even just a little bit is enough for me to undo the seal Ao imposed on me.

Even the gods have no way to fight against the power that shaped Him.”

Everything the Endless knew about the remnants of Cadman was sent into Murphy’s mind as a liaison between Summoner and Contractor, causing the vampire lord to blink after a few seconds.

“You had me fooled, Mannis, and I’m going to get some of that back.”

In the light of the astral realm dispersing around him, he looked up and addressed the Endless One, hidden in time:

“I’m going to give you a codename to use for our contact afterward, after all, your guy’s reputation in the Astral Realm is so bad that I’m afraid I’ll be hunted down by the followers of the other demigods. Therefore, afterward I’m going to call you Rift Seat.”

“What a crappy name! But whatever, Lord Mannis is always generous in this regard.”

At the sound of the Endless dispersing, Murphy turned back to Tris:

“I know where the lock that binds them is, somewhere in the Dark Mountains, alas, this Black Plague hasn’t even arrived yet, and as a result I’ve activated another extremely difficult side quest.”

“Murph, I don’t think your biggest problem right now is thinking about the future.”

Tris looked at him and whispered:
“The power feedbacks that the Endless One gave you need to be pondered by your heart in order to be grasped, you need to master them before the next battle, otherwise the situation will be very bad.”

“Huh?”

Murphy still didn’t quite understand what Tris meant, as a result, Tris shaped a psychic mirror in front of him, Murphy glanced into the mirror, he was shocked to find that a strand of snow white had appeared in his black hair.

The power of time had begun to affect him.

(End of chapter)