Wings of Destruction

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At this point, a bottle of Red Bull fell out of the water, and Gu Lu Lu rolled to Renault’s feet.

It’s been a long time since I drank this. I missed it. Renault picked up the Red Bull, pulled open the cover, and poured it into his mouth. The tea yellow liquid sprinkled on the ground as it came out of the jar. As a soul devil, he has no ability to drink.

“Ah! Ahhh!” Renault threw the canister out angrily, listening to the noise of it hitting the wall and rolling on the ground. Traveling to New World, he has always behaved calmly, observing and adapting to this World calmly, even with the devil’s persecution, weak body and rigorous training. But a can of beverage from the original world uncovered the emotion he had been covering up and let the volcano erupt.

“I was living very well! I was in good health, work was smooth, and my wallet was bulging! I got the house, talked about my girlfriend, and my parents were healthy and healthy! In addition to being a little tired when I was working, there were too few people working under my hands , I have nothing to complain about! Now? What now ?! I ca n’t even drink overtime! “

He yelled angrily in the room, venting the negative emotions that had accumulated in his chest. No one can be indifferent in the face of sudden environmental changes, especially through this situation. Imagine that you have practiced a stunt, and you are slaughter all sides in an online cafe. Someone suddenly cut off the power, can you not be angry? And online, and what about life?

Through the beverage incident, Renault relieved the pressure and slowly returned to calm. Appropriate venting is good for mental health, but only pragmatic actions can make people move on. He picked up the pickaxe on the ground, unfolded the eagle eye of meditation, and came to a wall with a luminous body hidden.

Taking advantage of this time, he decided to discover as many secrets as possible.

He was digging the soil while thinking about the petitioners. Obviously, the prayers are transformed from the wandering souls of Bingfeng Fortress. The specific transformation principle is unclear for the time being, but it is known that the prayers will enter the “water cube” and cancel each other with the vortex formed by space turbulence Something will be swapped out.

Renault has a reasonable guess: unlike places like heaven and hell, there is no tendency in the world itself. The prayers before have no characteristics and may correspond to the world. Such “whiteboard” prayers are absorbed by “the world”, which is conducive to stabilizing space turbulence. Once the space is stable, the contents can be taken out, such as the Red Bull this time.

More than a month later, it will be winter, and there will be wandering spirits after the snow has closed the mountain. This is a good time to get a prayer. If the space can be stabilized, it is possible to recover the body, or at least take out something that this World does not have. If you have a computer, you can play games, it is really a good idea! But how to solve the problem of power supply?

With a “ding”, the pickaxe hit something hard. Renault turned his attention back to the job at hand, and soon dug a dark yellow amber from the wall. This piece of amber is about the size of a volleyball, heavy in hand, and radiating heat. Inside the translucent amber, a golden scroll was sealed.

“Mine, this is mine! It turned out not to be lost!”

The fork magic shouted excitedly. Reynolds searched the devil’s memory, and he understood what he was holding: amber is the condensed soul, and the golden scroll inside was the devil’s contract. These are indeed the past collections of Chalu Mo, over 10,000 years of hard work.

“Since it hasn’t been lost, I will inherit it.” Is it still a crime to rob the devil? Moreover, Renault is now the identity of the contract demon, and the nature in his hand is his own thing. He without the slightest hesitation summon pulled out the soul dagger, and then pierced the amber stone. A warm feeling enters the palm, as does the golden scroll.

The road demon’s eyes were full of loss, and even a trace of resentment.

“The contract with the Marquise of Marianne …” Renault unfolded the golden scroll and read it carefully.

The scroll of the devil is written in hell, and Renault has learned through the memory of the devil, just as he knows the language of Aria Duchy. In this complex contract, the Marquise of Marianne demanded eternal charm, and the price was to lose everything gained by the extra charm when death arrived, but never included her own soul.

The woman made the wish with the idea of ​​”even if I die in flood after death, it is better to die ends all one’s troubles”. Chalu listened to this wish with human image and promised to fulfill it for her. Did the Marquise Mariana know that the person in front of her was actually a devil? You should know it, otherwise how would you add the clause “Never include your own soul”?

“Can this avoid the soul being taken away?” Although Renault knew that the probability was not great, he still asked.

Chalu Mo received jealousy, instantly changed his face, and smiled triumphantly: “How is this possible? What she gained by charisma, including the status and wealth of the Marquise, the happiness and contentment she enjoyed as a result, especially that The child and grandchildren brought to her by the marriage, as well as the good deeds she did with money and status-according to the contract, these will be recovered in an orderly manner. “

“She thought that donations and good deeds would be able to earn angels’ blessings, but the world is not working like this. The orphanages she funded would close, and those children would return to the streets, some of them became thieves, robbers and assassins, indirectly serving the devil . Her clothing factory will ignite a blaze, a small town returns to extreme poverty, and the devil is best at using poverty to manipulate people’s hearts. In the end, the Marquise will find that she lost her life. Her soul has become empty and boring, Full of hypocrisy and self-deception. She ca n’t go to heaven and will fall into hell. However, such a fall is not a rob by the devil, but her own destiny.

Reynolds held the scroll of contract and read it again slowly. This time, the part of the knowledge and skills that belong to the contract demon becomes his knowledge skills under the guidance of these terrifying words. The structure and pitfalls in the contract, the specification and validity of the terms, and the secrets in it have all been solved for him.

Now with a flip of his hand, Renault can also make a devil’s contract.

“This power is really terrifying.” Renault folded the scroll and said to the fork magic: “We have said before that this power should be used less to prevent me from becoming a devil, right?”

“You remember this, very good.”

“I hold this contract, and you will forget the matter of the Marquise of Marianna.” Renault thoughts move, and the contract scroll was sucked into the soul.