Titan and Dragon King

“Want to survive?” Morea gasped, looking at Pit Fiend lying on the ground. As he said, the name had already evolved to the highest stage devil and was seriously injured. Most of his strength could not be exerted.

“Think.” This Pit Fiend saw eight people around him holding weapons pointing at his Storm Giant, his eyes flashed, but after hearing Morea’s words, without the slightest hesitation, he said his answer.

“So, sign your favorite Devil contract with me!” Morea smirked and looked at this seemingly mighty Abyss Pit Fiend. Let the Devil with the highest High Rank be his own slave and think comfortably.

“What contract do you want to sign?” Pit Fiend heard the word contract, eyes shined, looking at this young Titan with a group of Giants who brought him down in a group fight.

“Of course a slave contract.”

“Impossible.” Hearing the slave contract, Pit Fiend subconsciously refused. How many trials he experienced before he evolved from a lowly shit to a Plo Fiend of aloof and remote. As a result, there was a Gold Level Titan. Ask him to be a slave.

“Oh!” Morea heard Pit Fiend’s refusal, turned around and walked a few steps, picking up a long spear from the ground, which came to Storm Giant who was seriously injured as a result of fighting Pit Fiend.

“What did you say just now?” Morea drew long spear, staring at Pit Fiend’s head with the flash of cold glow. “Tell me again, I didn’t understand.”

“Honored Titan.” Pit Fiend felt the bitter chill, and he hurried for a moment, with a tone of humility. “I am willing to sign a contract with you, and it is my pleasure to be your slave.”

“Hurry up with the contract and talk nonsense.”

“Yes.” Pit Fiend struggled to get up, then under the gaze of Morea and eight Storm Giants, he took out a huge piece of parchment, and on the dark yellow paper, lines of Devil with unknown aura appeared one after another.

“Hehe, what do you think of me?” Looking at the contract that Pit Fiend handed over, Morea glanced at it without looking at the content, and the long spear in his hand flew into his chest. Golden lightning poured into his body along the long spear, making Pit Fiend growl.

“Your Highness, is there a problem with this contract?” Terrence, who was still bleeding, looked at Morea curiously.

“Terrence, if you have a chance to deal with Devil in the future, keep in mind that if Devil gave you a contract with some lace that looks good, don’t think of others, just cut it directly.”

Morea sneered at the contract that Abyss Pit Fiend handed him. On this leather scroll, there are some black patterns that look gorgeous at the edges: “This pattern is actually a kind of text, this is a kind of Devil Conventional means. Once such a contract is signed, it is basically over. “

“Please be honest with me. Don’t give me tricks anymore, my patience is limited.” Morea pulled out the long spear that pierced Pit Fiend’s body, and shook a spear pattern skillfully. All the blood was shaking off.

“I’ll re-draw it now.” Pit Fiend groaned, covering the translucent wound in front and back of his chest, smiling at Morea, quickly re-drawing the contract, and then giving Morea a look.

“Are you funny? The witness of the contract is actually Asmodeus.” Morea glanced at the contract, without the slightest hesitation, and once again stabbed the long spear in his hand, “pu chi!” Will Pit Fiend’s newly healed muzzle on his body I wear it.

Does the most powerful Devil witness a Devil’s unequal contract with Titan, is this a contempt for his IQ? .

“Chang me for the Styx Pact.” Morea scolded, “This is your last chance. If you dare to play your usual routine of Devil, I will kill you.”

“Okay, okay, I’ll change.” Pit Fiend twitched with pain in his body. Although this kind of penetrating wound is only a minor injury to it, it can recover every minute, but it is very painful.

“Simple, clear, no more nonsense.” Morea pulled out the blood-stained long spear and put on the neck of the Pit Fiend. “Dare to play word games and kill you as usual.”

“Don’t dare.” Pit Fiend watched the black and red hot demon blood dripping from his gun blade onto him, a little skeptical.

A while back, he just talked to a Balor, and turned himself into a half-wound. Just now he felt the sacrifice summon from Material World. He thought that the devils were in summon, and went to Material World to do things.

So, he responded to summon very obediently, thinking of Material World fishing for a delicious human soul and recovering his injury, but where did he think it was a young Titan with a group of Giants in summon? He didn’t say anything 2 After that, he was beaten up.

In addition, the young Titan also used his life to intimidate him and sign a slave contract. He originally wanted to play tricks on the contract, but didn’t expect the young Titan to know so much about the Devil contract. I didn’t say it, and forcibly shot myself 2 shots.

“Please look at it.” Pit Fiend, under the persecution of death, faced bitterly, and re-written a contract on the Styx River, this time he dare not tamper with it.

“Too concise, that’s all it takes to be my slave? Add another time limit.”

“How long?” Pit Fiend looked at Morea hopefully. Many Devil often enter into contracts with Human, voluntarily becoming their slaves, at the cost of their souls, and such contracts generally end with the death of Human. Dedicating a Human’s soul for decades is a great deal for many low-level Devils.

But now it is Titan who is signing a slave contract with him. This is a long-lived species of great and famous. Abyss Pit Fiend thinks that if he really wants to fight lifespan, he must die first.

“What dream are you thinking about?” Morea stared at the name in amazement and so on Pit Fiend: “Of course you can live as long as you can, so long as a slave to me until the end of your life Time. “

“Is this too long?” Abyss Pit Fiend said in a dilemma, he looked at Morea with a pleading look.

“I don’t want to?”

“Yes!” The Pit Fiend chick nodded and generally nodded, because the eight Storm Giants next to him had already raised their weapons, and if they didn’t agree, they would cross the body on the spot.

“That’s what it sounds like.” Morea looked at the third Devil contract he had drawn up. Pit Fiend had signed his true name on it. “Your name is too long. For your convenience, I will call you Miles in the future!”

Morea used an unquestionable tone to select a section of this Pit Fiend true name as his later title, and then Morea signed his true name on the contract.

Then the contract is established! The parchment turns into a little bit of light, and blends into the unknown.

At this moment, Morea felt a vast black river running through the endless lower Plane, but only in a moment, this feeling disappeared, but the endless power contained in the black river shocked Morea.

“Master!” The moment the contract was established, Pit Fiend Miles felt that a layer of shackles had been put on his soul. Life and death and freedom were no longer determined by himself, so he respectfully held the existence of a shackle on the other end Kneel on my back.

“En!” Morea looked at Pit Fiend kneeling down, a huge sense of satisfaction rose in the mind.

“Let all the Giants outside come in to treat these seriously injured Warriors.” Morea ordered that in order to surrender this Pit Fiend, 5 Soul Intent Level Storm Giants had 7 serious injuries, and the remaining 8 were also injured. Only Morea was better.

When the Giant and Demon outside the martial stage re-entered, they watched the martial stage as if plowed on the ground with a shocked expression, and what shocked them even more was that the one standing under the feet of Morea was unknown. Aura’s superior Devil.

“Is this what you mean by evil?” Morea stepped on Pit Fiend Miles’ head, and smiled and asked the two Storm Giants who had advised him before.

The two Storm Giants looked at their faces with shock, even if they were stepped on top of their heads by Pit Fiend, Morea had a taste of 2 in the mind. The last word was silent, and he fell to his knees, and the facts have said it all.

……

Above the high throne, Morea looked down, and a group of Succubus that turned the hoof of the leg into a long thigh, dancing the male bloodline spray.

“Not bad, Miles, didn’t expect you to know how to dance.” Morea looked towards Beside the throne, a handsome young human with black hair and black pupil.

“I’ve been served by a Mage who likes fun before, so I know a little about dance, music and so on.” According to the request of Morea, he became a human figure, wearing Great Devil Miles in a steward suit to soothe Chest, said extremely respectfully.

“Well, I’ll let you summon a group of Erinyes, and teach them dance, how’s it going?”

“There have been 100 Erinyes in my summon, my Master. It’s in training, and soon, I can offer you a visual feast.” Miles reported to Morea with a bright smile.

His current Master, Morea, loves visual and acoustic enjoyment so much. But this is exactly the way, Devil is best at all kinds of sensual temptations and enjoyment, they are experts in this area.

……

Crystal Castle. The girl-like Mother Golden Dragon sits on a metal throne made of Legend Metal, frowns looks at the shadow wall in front of her, and her face is full of unpleasantness.

The pictures on the film wall are more thana drinking and listening to the sound of extravagance and enjoying the scenes of Succubus dancing.

“Little Morea, do you really think you are invincible at the same level? Erasia’s monster, but many.” Atris sighed with disappointment.

“Ansol, take good care of our Little Morea. He is now a Gold Rank 3, it is time for him to pass.” The beautiful golden haired girl looked up and looked at the brave youth with black hair and gold pupil beside her. “Let Morea know the little brats in your Race Territory.”

“En!” Titan turned into a frown and looked at the picture on the shadow wall, low complied.

“Tear!” Space was torn apart by Ansol like a piece of thin paper, and he stepped into the spatial crack. “I’ll arrange it now!”

“Hmph hmph!” Mother Golden Dragon Atris looked at the healing spatial crack, and looked at Morea, who was enjoying himself in the shadow wall, and murmured: “Little Morea, this is not the time to indulge. I will talk to you soon. Meet your playmates. I look forward to your performance. I hope you do n’t let me down too much. Your Bloodline is better than those guys, but it ’s only strong. ”