Chapter 27 Complete
Chapter 27 Complete
The Drow elves thought that their seamless interception operation had temporarily hidden from the High Elves, but how could it escape the eyes of the two dragons, David and Tania.
The main reason was still that the first wave of pursuers, especially those annoying Pegasus Riders, were basically shot down by the two of them in concert.
The not-so-secret ‘assassination’ action of the Zor-Elves, in their eyes, was just like a fox hunting rabbits with its pouting ass under the eyes of a falcon, and it was as if they could smell the smell of their body that couldn’t even be washed away even from two or three kilometers away.
Unlike David’s previous treatment of Tania, this Skyfall Dragon’s ‘sister’, ‘the enemy of the enemy can temporarily seek cooperation’ attitude.
Even though this group of Drow had already stood on the same side as him in the fact that they were targeting the High Elves.
Because even a silver dragon that had accidentally fallen into evil was often because he was still guarding something, and couldn’t be any worse.
So even though David could be called ignorant of Tania, he could still temporarily suppress his curiosity and desire to explore after the other party’s ‘confession’ in just a few words, and directly relieved to hand over his back to her.
But Zhuoer was different, if the silver dragon itself was a symbol of credibility and perseverance, then Zhuoer was synonymous with intrigue and betrayal.
To be in the company of such a contraption that could turn against one’s own at any time was no different than a farmer hanging a poisonous snake around his neck to play trapeze.
Purely looking for death.
That’s why after seeing this group of Drow, David decisively ‘turned off the fire’ at the first time, glided in the sky for half a mile, and then like two nimble cheetahs, leaned up noiselessly.
Just like the cheetahs entering the hunting range, at this distance, their two young dragons against two Zhuoer, the other party with only two legs basically had no possibility of escape.
Just didn’t expect that before they had the time to greet Tania and do it together, they vaguely heard the other party discussing them.
Again, it’s the coming days and what can’t be messed with, David was instantly happy.
Straight away he went up and opened a taunt.
As a result, he had just come out to make an appearance to say hello, and the Drell Elf knelt down twice at almost the speed of light.
On the spot, David and Tania were dumbfounded.
Tania even looked at David with some consternation, as if she was saying, “Is this the ‘good Zor-Elf’ that made you suffer a lot of losses five years ago?
David was awkwardly in place on the spot, the CPU that had been directly dry-burned by the two Zhuoer’s flirty maneuvers trying to understand the other party’s brain circuits at the moment.
What is this?
Why did they give such a big gift upon meeting each other?
A slave package for two Zhuoer?
How presumptuous is this?
David rubbed his claws together in embarrassment, still ready to kill the other party.
Still, he would rather seek skin with a tiger than to recruit a Drow as a dog, because at any moment, the other party might take a bite of egg from behind at the crucial juncture.
But seeing that David remained silent, Hiatt smiled flirtatiously as if she didn’t see what was on his mind:
“I see, not sure about my loyalty to you right? After all, we are sinister and cunning Drow, understand.”
And so, following the already red-hot CPU, he nearly dry-fired David’s graphics card as well.
After saying this, the Drow pulled out two scrolls and a wrinkled, twisted and paradoxically crystal-textured prismatic jewel from the slit in his chest that looked like a four-dimensional pocket in front of Davey’s almost stupefied gaze.
That bold gesture even gave David a sense of having mistakenly entered a clubhouse, where the COS black-skinned, tiger-toothed persona but padded and bullying mechanic was showing him his arsenal of props.
The first two David recognized with a quick glance.
They were the Devil’s Pact and the Magic Enslavement Pact.
He was immediately delighted:
“Tsk, the props are quite well prepared.”
But there was still not the slightest ripple in his heart.
The Devil’s Contract needed to summon a devil to act as a middleman, and this thing was just like cowhide, once it got stuck, it was easy to shake off. The latter is even more needless to say, although it is secretly used most widely because of its so-called high cost-effectiveness, casters who know a little bit about it all dislike it.
First of all, when formulating the content of the magical slavery contract, it is necessary to have a certain amount of arcane knowledge and ‘legal knowledge’.
Yes, i.e., formulating meticulous contract rules.
Without this stuff being straightened out, the risk of the other party drilling all sorts of loopholes to backfire on themselves would be greatly increased, and even taking a generic template and changing it would be useless.
Even if one succeeds in making a barely passable magical slavery pact, control over the enslaved party remains limited, and they can circumvent specific behaviors through their knowledge of the pact or show hostility and resistance in carrying out their orders.
At the same time, maintaining the magical slavery contract itself would require a constant drain of one’s own energy and magical power, which David was even less likely to consider at this juncture.
Seeing that Davy seemed determined to fuck her to death today, Zhuoer instead smiled more naturally and appropriately:
“That’s natural, just wearing such a bit of cloth, rather than being searched by you and then put on again, why don’t you take the initiative yourself.”
‘You’re so damn reasonable, I’m actually speechless.’
Seeing that the eyes of David looking at himself became a bit strange, the original familiar smile immediately became green and shy:
“Or do you prefer that kind of tone of forcing people into submission? It’s not like I can’t cooperate with escaping and struggling a bit, oh, start now?”
“…” The first time to deal with such a flavorful and varied but also so active mature female sister, David’s entire dragon completely numb.
Can people really be shameless to this extent?
“…” Tania, who was on the side, saw that this Zhuoer was becoming more and more flirtatious and wanton towards her brother, and instinctively wanted to speak out to stop him, but her gaze was suddenly attracted by that twisted and hollow gemstone.
Tania, who had also spent a few years exercising her knowledge in Dragon Mother Pavla’s treasure trove, immediately exclaimed in shock after confirming its authenticity:
“Soul Prism?”
Immediately, she looked at Drell with a wary and questioning gaze, and even silently leaned half a step towards Davy’s body.
Prompted by Tania, David also found information about it from the Dragon’s Inheritance, and was immediately surprised and even shocked.
Soul Prisms were also called Soul Coins.
Because in Bato Hell, it was the general equivalent of gold coins in the material world.
Its surface is engraved with complex runic patterns, which are used to imprison the souls of living creatures.
Throughout the lower realms, soul coins were considered valuable currency that could be used to purchase all sorts of items, resources, and services that any intelligent creature could imagine.
It can even be used as fuel to power a ride in an infernal machine through Avernus, the first level of Bato’s Hell.
Their value, in turn, depends on the power and quality of the imprisoned soul.
But after this thing once opportunistically came to the Material Plane, even an ’empty coin’ whose quality could only be rated as good became worth a lot of money.
Because it can be used in conjunction with some evil rituals to directly imprison and indirectly control the target’s soul!
But there was only one prerequisite:
The other party was doing it out of their own free will.
It’s like making a wish to the devil.
You have to sell your soul.
(End of chapter)