Titan and Dragon King

"Want to live?" Muria gasped, looking at the deep prison refining demon lying on the ground. As he said, the devil who had evolved to the highest rank was really seriously injured, and most of his strength could not be achieved. Play.

"Thinking." This deep prison refining demon saw eight people around him holding weapons pointing at his storm giant, his eyes flashed, but after hearing Muria's words, he said his answer without hesitation.

那么 "So, sign your favorite devil's contract with me!" Muria smiled and looked at this seemingly mighty abyss. Let a devil of the highest rank be his own slave and think comfortably.

"What contract do you want to sign?" When he heard the word "contract" in the deep prison refining devil, his eyes lit up, and he looked at the young Titan who brought him down with a group of giants in a group fight.

"Of course a slave contract."

"Impossible." Hearing the slave contract, the refining demon refused subconsciously. How many ordeal he experienced had evolved from a lowly inferior demon to a high-level deep prison refining demon. As a result, there was actually a gold titan Ask him to be a slave.

"Oh!" Muria heard the deep prison refining rejection, turned around and took a few steps, picking up a spear from the ground, this spear came to the storm giant who was seriously injured as a result of fighting the deep prison refining monster.

"What did you just say?" Muria drew a spear, flashed the tip of a cold mang and stared at the head of the deep prison refining devil. "Tell me again, I didn't understand."

"Honorable Titan." The deep prison refining spirit felt the bitter chill, and he was instantly persuaded, his tone of humility was extremely high, "I am willing to sign a contract with you, it is my honor to be your slave."

"Hurry up with the contract and talk nonsense."

"Yes." The deep prison refining spirit struggled to get up, and then under the gaze of Muria and the eight giants of the storm, he took out a large piece of parchment paper, and on the dark yellow paper, line after line of devil with unknown breath Appeared one after another.

"Oh, what do you think of me?" Looking at the contract handed over by Shenlian Lianmo, Muria glanced at it without looking at the contents, and trembled with a spear in his hand, and drew it directly into his chest. The golden thunder pours into his body along the spear, causing the deep prison refining demon to roar.

"His Royal Highness, is there a problem with this contract?" Terrence, who was still bleeding, looked at Muria with curiosity.

"Terence, if you have a chance to deal with the devil in the future, remember that if the contract paper that the devil gave you has some beautiful lace, don't think of others, just cut it directly."

Muria sneered at the contract that the abyss refining devil handed him. On this scroll, there were some black patterns that looked gorgeous at the edges: "This pattern is actually a kind of text, this is the devil A customary method. Once such a contract is signed, it is basically over. "

"Have me be honest. Don't give me tricks anymore, my patience is limited." Muria pulled out the spear that pierced the body of the refining demon, shook a gun flower skillfully, and put the blade on the blade. All the blood was shaking off.

"I'll re-draw it now." The deep prison demon snorted, covered the translucent wound in front and back of his chest, smiled to Muria, quickly re-drafted the contract, and gave Muria a glance.

"Are you funny? The witness of the contract is actually Asmotils." Muria glanced at the contract without hesitation, and once again stabbed the spear in his hand, "Oh!" Healing muzzle pierced.

Let the most powerful devil witness an unequal contract between a devil and Titan. Is this a contempt for his IQ? .

给 "Chang me for the Styx Pact." Muria snapped. "This is your last chance. If you dare to play your usual routine of the devil, I will kill you."

"Okay, okay, I'll change." Deep prison refining body twitched with pain. 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." Muria pulled out the blood-stained lance and put on the neck of the refining demon. "Dare to play word games and kill you."

"Don't dare." The deep prison refining demon watched the black and red hot demon blood dripping on the gun blade, and he was a little skeptical.

A while ago, he just met with a Barlow flame demon and smashed himself into a semi-remnant. He just felt the call of sacrifice from the material world, and thought he was a believer of the devil who was calling him to do things in the material world.

Then, he responded to the call very obediently, thinking of the material world fishing for a wave of delicious human souls, and recovering his injuries, but where did he think it was a young titan who called him with a group of giants? After that, he was beaten up.

Moreover, the young Titan also used his life to intimidate him and sign a slave contract. He originally wanted to do something in the contract, but he did not expect that the young Titan knew so much about the devil's contract. I didn't say anything, but stiffly shot myself two times.

"Please look at it." Under the persecution of death, the deep prison refining devil faced bitterly, and re-written a copy of the Hades contract, this time he did not dare to tamper with it.

"Too concise, that's all it takes to become my slave? Add another time limit."

"How long?" Shenlian Lianmo Xiyi looked at Muria. Many demons often sign contracts with human beings, voluntarily becoming their slaves, at the cost of their souls, and such contracts generally end as humans die. It takes a lot of time to exchange a human soul for many low-level devils.

But now what is signing a slave contract with him is a Titan. This is a well-known long-lived species. The abyss refining demon believes that if he really wants to fight for his life, he must die first.

"What dreams are you thinking?" Muria stared at the deep prison refining monster who was still imagining something: "Of course you can live as long as you will, and you will be my slave for so long, until you At the end of life. "

"Is this too long?" Abyss Refining said a little embarrassed, he looked at Muria begging.

"Not willing?"

"Yes!" The deep prison demon chicken pecked rice and nodded his head, because the eight giants of the storm 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." Muria looked at the third devil's contract drawn up in the hands. The deep prison refining demon had signed his real name on it. "Your name is too long. For your convenience, I will call you Mai in the future. Sail! "

Muria, in an unquestionable tone, chose one of the real names of this deep prison refining demon as his later title, and then Muria signed his real name on the contract.

Then the contract is established! The parchment was transformed into a little bit of light, and blended into the unknown.

At this moment, Muria felt a vast Heihe River running through the endless lower planes, but only in a moment, this feeling disappeared, but in that black river, the endless power contained in Muria Feeling shocked.

"Master!" At the moment the contract was established, Myers, the deep prisoner, 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 in his hands the other Kneeling with the presence of a shackle at one end.

"Huh!" Muria watched the deep prison refining demon kneeling on the ground, and a great satisfaction filled her mind.

"Let all the giants outside come in and heal these seriously wounded fighters." Muria ordered that in order to surrender this deep prison refining demon, fifteen soul storm giants, seven were seriously injured, and the remaining eight were also Everyone was injured, only Muria was better, but it was just a relief.

When the giants and demons outside the performance martial arts field re-entered, they looked at the performance martial arts ground as if they had been plowed with a shocked expression. What made them even more shocked was that the one that lay at the feet of Muria was unknown Breath of the upper devil.

"Is this what you mean by evil?" Muria stepped on the head of Deep Prison Demon Myers, and smiled at the two Storm Giants who had warned him before.

The two giants of the storm looked at them with a shocked expression. Even if Muria stepped on top of his head, the deep prison refining demon was immobile. The last word was silent, and he fell to his knees, and the facts have said it all.

Uh ...

Above the high throne, Muria looked down, and a group of succubus turned the hoof of the leg into a long thigh, dancing the blood of male creatures.

"Okay, Myers, I didn't expect you to know how to dance." Muria looked at a young human with beautiful black hair and black pupil beside the throne.

"I have been served by a mage who loves fun before, so I know a little or two about dance, music, etc." According to Muria's request ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Become humanoid and wear housekeeping My devil Myers said with respect to his chest.

"Well, I asked you to summon a group of desires and teach them to dance, how is it going?"

"Hundreds of lusts have been summoned, my master. Being in training, I will soon be able to offer you a visual feast." Myers reported to Murcia with a bright smile.

He did not expect that his master was so greedy for pleasure. But this is exactly the way, the devil is best at all kinds of temptations and enjoyment. They are experts in this field.

Uh ...

之中 Crystal Castle. The girl-like Jinlong Niang sat on the metal throne cast from the legendary metal mix and frowned at the shadow wall in front of her, her face full of unpleasantness.

The picture on the wall of the cymbal is Muria drinking and listening to the sound of extravagance and enjoying the scene of the succubus dancing.

"It's getting more and more ridiculous, little Muria, the succubus can't satisfy you anymore, and still wants lust." Atris sighed with disappointment.

"Ansor, we need to discipline our little Muria. We can't let him go on like this." The beautiful blond girl looked up and looked at the young heroic young girl with black gold eyes next to her.

"Huh!" The adult-shaped Titan frowned at Chuanzi's eyebrow and looked at the picture on the shadow wall, and said a low voice.

Then, "Tear!" The space was torn apart by Ansor, and he lifted his leg into the space crack. "I'll arrange it now, so you don't need to intervene!"

"Hmm!" Golden Dragon Mother Atris looked at the healing cracks in the space, and hummed softly: "What do you mean, it's not that I made Little Muria like this, it's clearer than me. But Ans Orr, how would you educate Muria Jr? "