"Become a god?" Xiu pulled up the corner of his lips. He seemed to want to smile, but his overly pale and gloomy face made that smile look like a sneer: "Do you think... I will become a god?"
It's not a belief, but a certainty. Young man, you don't know that in another world, there is an extremely scumbag author who wrote the copy of "Mixed Blood" on the other side of the Internet, and then bloodily deceived countless readers who jumped into the pit, such as the one in front of you.
Du Ze thought for a long time before finding the right words: "...I've seen it."
I have actually used these eyes and read a novel called "Half-Blood".
"You have very beautiful eyes, Prophet."
Xiusha's hoarse voice was like a hint of sarcasm, and Du Ze instantly felt that he was going to be tragic. In "Mixed Blood", there is a profession called prophet, and only prophet can predict the future, but there is an extremely important characteristic of prophet, that is, they are all blind: they see the future, but in exchange they lose the eyes to see the present. Disguising spoilers as predicting the future is completely unworkable. Now the doubts in the protagonist's eyes are getting thicker and thicker. How to break it...
Countless explanations were mixed up in Du Ze's brain, and finally a socially challenged fool was stuck there, speechless and choking. Seeing the black-robed lich on the opposite side grabbing the death sickle and about to come for a proper defense, Du Ze said calmly: "...Try it, and you will know."
Xiu paused with his hand on the sickle, and stared at Du Ze without saying a word. A certain silly and cute person was preparing to spoil the plot with a cold face, trying to divert the protagonist's brutal attention. He looked at Xiu's death sickle. In the Lost Land plot of "Mixed Blood", the protagonist was rescued by a divine beast, and then began to study the metal body obtained from the magic tower. That metal body is indeed a divine weapon. Its characteristic is that after swallowing other weapons, it can simulate the form and ability of the weapon - what a heaven-defying, cost-saving and convenient divine weapon! The protagonist who owns this thing can directly level up from 0 to the full level without changing weapons! It is tailor-made for the protagonist who can change his race. Whether it is the sickle of the undead, the sword of the human race, the knife of the demon race, the staff of the celestial race, the bow of the elf, the gun of the dragon race, the hammer of the dwarf, or the iron claw of the beast race, it should be all there! You know, whether it is a single-player or online game, the most expensive thing is to buy weapons for the protagonist! When I first saw this cheat weapon, I was so cute that I screamed!
The protagonist directly named the artifact Qianbian. Now Qianbian can simulate two forms, one is the sickle of death that can split the space, and the other is Louis's magic notebook. In the fantasy setting, the magic notebook is extremely important to the magician, condensing the essence of their lifelong knowledge. As a necromancer, Louis, the lich, naturally recorded his knowledge, experience, and research in the magic notebook. The protagonist learned the necromancy from the magic notebook and learned how to leave the Lost Land. Although the legend says that the Lost Land is a forbidden place that can only be entered but not left, no one knows that the lich Louis came to the Chaos Continent from the Lost Land. At this time, the protagonist learned from Louis's magic notebook that the Chaos Continent is not what people say it is, it has a front and a back, and the Lost Land is the passage connecting the front and back, so there is the wonder of the sky up and down. Louis came from the back of the continent, he passed through the Lost Land to the front of the continent, and then launched the undead disaster.
When Xiu opened the magic note according to Du Ze's instructions, Xiu looked at Du Ze with a different look. Du Ze took the opportunity to promote himself: "I know a lot, you can use me."
The black-robed lich fell into a long silence. Du Ze waited calmly for the verdict: "Don't hesitate, protagonist! You have to believe in your domineering aura that makes everyone cry and beg to be your little brother!"
The reader waited for a long time, looking at the almost frozen protagonist opposite him. Seeing that the earphones were about to run out of battery, Du Ze had to remind him of his purpose again: "I will make your wish come true."
Xiu seemed to be suddenly awakened. He looked up and looked at Du Ze. In his dull eyes, the faint soul fire began to jump. Suddenly, the lich smiled hoarsely: "I want a lot, can you afford it?"
Du Ze nodded without hesitation. He looked at the protagonist eagerly, hoping to finish the topic quickly: his headphones were about to stop working!
Xiu stared at Du Ze for a while, and suddenly said, "Come here."
This was the last sentence Du Ze heard clearly. The next second, no matter if it was the sound of the wind or any other sound, it all came into his ears as if it was separated by several worlds, hazy and blurred. Du Ze could only walk in front of the protagonist according to the last instruction he heard, staring closely at Xiu's pale and bloodless mouth, fearing that the lich had said something and he didn't notice it.
Xiu opened his mouth: "... contract...?"
...At this moment, Du Ze felt from the bottom of his heart that Faraday, who invented the generator, must be the greatest man on earth. Poor Du Ze could only judge based on Xiu's mouth shape, expression and the only word "契" he could hear clearly, that the lich opposite seemed to be asking him about signing a contract. Du Ze nodded decisively. In "Mixed Blood", the severely blackened protagonist does not trust anyone, and his companions around him have actively or passively signed a master-servant contract with the protagonist. In other words, signing a master-servant contract means becoming the protagonist's younger brother, which is a disguised form of recognition... So can the plot of "Mixed Blood" be twisted and fucked up a little more!
So now the protagonist's first master-servant contract is given to him? I suddenly feel very honored. What should I do...
Du Ze's moral integrity is dead, burn paper money if you have something to do.
Seeing Du Ze nod without hesitation, Xiu Ban lowered his eyelashes to cover the flickering soul fire.
Then a certain silly cuteness just happily watched the protagonist pull his hand, lift his wrist to his mouth, and gently touch it - wait, what is going on like this? Isn't the master-servant contract a vow made by one party to dominate the soul of the other? In "Mixed Blood", it clearly says to touch the forehead with a finger, how did it get to this point... ah!!!
It hurts so much, it hurts so much, ah ah ah——QAQ
Just now, Xiu bit the blood vessel on Du Ze's wrist. He was like a handsome vampire, pressing his cold thin lips against Du Ze's wrist, sucking the blood greedily. His long curly black hair fell down, sticking to his cheeks, making his handsome face look even more three-dimensional and morbid.
Du Ze only felt his wrist being licked back and forth by the slippery and cold tip of the tongue, and then his hand was released. Except for being a little pale, there was nothing unusual. If it weren't for the red stain on Xiu's lips, Du Ze would even suspect that he was daydreaming.
The red blood finally made the pale lips a little redder. Xiu didn't look at the shocked Du Ze opposite him. He pulled open his black robe, revealing his equally pale chest. The thin layer of skin almost allowed the blue blood vessels underneath to be seen. Xiu stretched out his right hand and inserted it very naturally into his left chest - that was the location of his heart.
The lich frowned and chanted a spell, then pulled the hand out bit by bit. As the bone finger was pulled out, something was dug out from the heart by the bone finger - it was black and red blood, drawing complex patterns on the unbelievably white chest.
At this time, Du Ze finally reacted. He stared at the red and black patterns in disbelief - this is a blood contract! ! !
——Where is the master-servant contract? QAQ! ?
The master-servant contract is sworn by the soul and witnessed by God. The contract only requires the servant to be loyal to the master. Only when the servant betrays the master will he be killed by the contract. The blood contract is sworn by blood. This kind of blood contract is more like a curse than a contract: the blood contract will generate a blood contract beast, which will remember the taste of the contractee's blood: the master of the contract can use the blood contract beast to kill the contractee at any time; no matter where the contractee escapes, the master of the contract can find the contractee with the help of the blood contract beast; if the master of the contract dies, the contractee will die - this is equivalent to a slave contract!
The first blood pact in "Mixed Blood" is the product of the love-hate relationship between the protagonist and a girl who hates him to the core.
Du Ze: ...Hehehehe.
Du Ze stared blankly at the protagonist putting on his clothes. The lich seemed to be in a good mood, and his long-furrowed brows relaxed slightly. Seeing Du Ze's cold (?) gaze, Xiu seemed to sigh: "..."
Du Ze… Du Ze had the urge to smash the earphones that he couldn’t hold on to at the critical moment into pieces. He didn’t know that this wasn’t the most miserable thing, and that even more miserable things were still to come—
Next, Du Ze began his miserable and tragic career of paying off debts.
Since he had Du Ze's life in his hands, the protagonist began to turn evil without any scruples, developed Du Ze's various functions, and vowed to kill off his first subordinate. Every night, half of Du Ze's soul must be contributed. When practicing the curse system of necromancy, Du Ze was a test subject. When practicing the virus system of necromancy, Du Ze was a test subject. When practicing the dark system of necromancy, Du Ze was a test subject. When practicing the alchemy system of necromancy, Du Ze was a test subject. When practicing the summoning system of necromancy... the poor readers said that he could finally watch - necromancy should only have the summoning system!
I am about to be tortured to death... Du Ze almost wants to build a tablet for the author and cry: Hero! I was wrong!!! The Virgin Mary is indeed the most beautiful quality in the world! This world needs the Virgin Mary! I beg the protagonist's Virgin Mary light to shine on the people around him (especially me)! Darkening is a disease, it must be cured——
“…Come here.”
Du Ze looked expressionlessly at the black lines climbing up his arm. The complex branches and patterns were like black snakes, slowly entangling his right arm. When his entire right arm was covered by the branches and patterns, countless black roses suddenly bloomed on the branches in the patterns. The next moment, the roses withered and the black petals fell. Du Ze's face turned pale with pain, because those petals were simply transformed from his flesh and blood.
This is a curse with a very literary name, withering. It is said that when the black branches representing the curse crawl all over the body, the person will only be left with a skeleton and heart. Legend has it that there was a necromancer who fell in love with a princess of a country, but was rejected. The heartbroken necromancer cursed the princess, and the princess's flesh and blood began to wither. The necromancer said to the princess: As long as you accept me, I will break the curse. However, the stubborn princess did not agree to the necromancer until she withered into a skeleton. Finally, the necromancer picked up the heart in the skeleton and sighed: In the end, your heart is still mine.
How immature was he when he first thought this story was so fascinating...
The reason why Half-Blood wrote this story is because the protagonist did the same thing: he used the Withering Curse on Princess Kelly. Princess Kelly, who was used to being coquettish, was naturally not as fearless as the legendary Withering Princess. She almost succumbed the next day and then became one of the protagonist's women. Here comes the point. In the description of Half-Blood, the Withering Curse only caused the skin and flesh to fall off, but it was not painful!
Is the protagonist unfamiliar with the business? Or is he simply being sexist? F*ck!
Du Ze despaired of this world that only cared about girls.
Xiu was watching Du Ze very seriously, his eyes unblinkingly focused, as if he wanted to collect every tremor and every expression of Du Ze, greedy and hungry. Du Ze's cold sweat flowed down his neck to his collarbone outlined by black stripes, just like a black branch moistened by nectar growing a black rose bud, bringing piercing pain. As if he had received some kind of satisfaction, the lich raised the death sickle and drew another magic symbol in the air. The magic symbol burned instantly and poured on Du Ze's body. Du Ze found that the pain like cutting flesh disappeared in an instant. He recognized this undead magic. The zombie virus he had just felt a few days ago could make the body's perception disappear.
...So the protagonist is really experimenting with picking up girls in the future.
The yellow and purple moons climbed up again. Du Ze's body, which was already 1/3 of a skeleton, was instantly restored. He breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that this fucked-up day was over. Xiu, who was opposite him, turned to the next page of the magic notebook to prepare, and then Du Ze saw that there were four words written in large letters at the top of the page: Bone Loss Curse.
Du Ze... Du Ze has been seriously considering whether to avoid the enemy for the time being and wait for the protagonist to awaken into another race before asking for a hookup. The undead race is too heavy to hurt...
However, he read from the lich's eyes "If you dare to escape, I will kill you". What should he do?
“…Come here.”
——Please help me!!!
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"Why... why... do this to me?" Lilia cried sadly: "Kill me! Why don't you kill me? You devil!"
Xiu put on his clothes to cover the blood pact pattern. He looked down at the girl who was crying heartbrokenly on the ground, and lifted Lilia's chin with his toes.
"Isn't this good?" The devil's lips curved with joy: "No matter where you escape to, I can find you; no matter how much you want to kill me, you will still be the one who dies in the end; if I die, you can't live either, so even if I'm not here, no one can touch you..."
Xiu stretched out his voice maliciously, destroying the girl at his feet with every word.
"In the end, you are still just a demon's property, forever marked with my mark."
——Excerpt from "Mixed Blood"
The author has something to say: Protagonist: Come here. Reader: The wind is too loud and I can't hear you. Protagonist: ... Let's have eight races tonight. Reader: Eight peat!!! Author: What do you mean? (Pure face)