Chapter 6, Sign a Contract Beast

The necromancer was soon shocked by the events that unfolded, her face alternating between joy and worry. After a long while, she suddenly knelt before her beloved and ominously spoke: "Slip swears by the honor of a magician and the power of the elements, declaring loyalty to the dark elf Prinik Hamlet; all who harm her shall be my eternal enemies!"

Do not kill him!" Dong Yang stood in front of the terrified fat man and said, "Without my permission, you cannot kill anyone for my sake!

The little neurotic, under the gaze of the dark elf filled with grief and indignation, struggled to suppress a smile and said with difficulty: "Alright, please stop hitting me and tell me what happened!"

The knife had barely cut through Dong Yang's clothing when, unexpectedly, with a loud shout from Dong Yang, the dark elf's body suddenly trembled violently, and the hand holding the knife retracted unnaturally. This left Dong Yang himself feeling extremely perplexed, as if his words were irresistible to the dark elf. Sitting up, he looked at the dark elf, who was eager to pounce on him, and tentatively shouted, "Put down the knife!"

"Why not kill him? I am doing this for your own good. Once he is dead, no one will know that you are with us," Slip asked Dong Yang, somewhat perplexed, as a mass of black energy the size of a chicken egg swirled and coalesced at the fingertips of the necromancer.

Dong Yang touched his forehead; the wound was gone and no longer hurt. The chubby Todd, understanding and considerate, took out a small mirror from his pocket and handed it to Dong Yang. The little neurotic shot a glance at the chubby man, who resembled a blackened pot bottom, and was surprised that he actually carried a mirror with him. This fact, upon reflection, easily gave rise to goosebumps.

Dong Yang shouted loudly, leaning back desperately as the dark elf's blade approached, and with a swift motion, he raised his toes and delivered a powerful kick to the dark elf's abdomen. Hamlet let out a low roar as his body was forcefully thrown backward.

Dong Yang shook his head with a bitter smile and explained, "I had no idea you had such a blood arrow technique, nor do I understand why the fusion of your blood and mine resulted in a contract..." As he spoke, Dong Yang suddenly stuck out his tongue and repeatedly exclaimed in relief, "Damn it, thank goodness, you became my contracted beast. If I had become your contracted beast, I would have been completely done for!"

Hamlet's expression twisted, his gaze filled with unwillingness, yet his hand relaxed, and with a clink, the knife had already fallen to the ground

With the power of the seed, it is fundamentally impossible to utilize this talent; had it not been for your scolding that provoked him, he would never have been able to unleash the blood arrow

As he spoke, Dong Yang struck a resounding pose, gently awakening the slumbering Slip. The dark elf was now his contracted beast, and he was not afraid that Slip would turn against him.

After speaking, the pale-faced necromancer suddenly smiled at Dong Yang: "Regardless of the circumstances, you saved Hamlet, which is almost an impossible feat. Undoubtedly, you are our benefactor. Therefore, fighting for you is not something I find unacceptable. However, aside from battle, you should not make Hamlet do anything she is unwilling to do. We are all people who have died many times; death to us is merely dust in our hands"

In Tianjin, Anding Hospital is located in an area called Wujiayao. Over time, people have habitually referred to the psychiatric hospital as Wujiayao. For example, Person A might jokingly say to Person B: "You must have run out from Wujiayao, right?"

Upon seeing the ghostly wizard awaken, Hamlet, without a moment to spare to continue his chatter with Dong Yang, let out a soft cheer and threw himself into his beloved's embrace, quickly recounting his recent experiences to Slip.

Suddenly, Dong Yang felt a surge of agitation and shouted, "No!" He kicked Todd, sending him tumbling. At the same time, a thick bone spear whizzed past Todd's head with a whoosh, followed by a thunderous sound as the spear, over ten feet long, embedded itself into the hard stone wall

Slip was taken aback, and without saying a word, he stepped out of the cellar.

Hamlet is the most outstanding dark elf, possessing unparalleled combat skills. As his body flew backward, he suddenly bent at the waist and dove back at a completely illogical angle, with the black blade in his hand steadily aimed at Dong Yang's heart.

Why didn't you say so earlier

Todd chuckled twice and said, "I use it when I groom my beard"

Dong Yang finally understood what this foolish boy was doing. He used a pledge of loyalty to tell Dong Yang: "Don't think you can do as you please; your contracted beast is protected by a necromancer!" Damn, this kid is really foolish, Dong Yang thought. If he were Slip, he would find a way to force the dark elf's master to become his contracted beast; then what would there be to fear?

Dong Yang was taken aback for a moment, and his suddenly calm expression turned extremely excited. He pulled the hungry fat man, who was kneeling on the ground, to his feet, grasped his hands tightly, and exclaimed: "Good! Todd, from now on you are my brother! Let us together tear down the houses of the Wu family, tie up those bastards, and let them frequently experience the sensation of being pricked with needles and infused with medicine!"

Rest assured, my lord, I am a volunteer soldier who has served the Empire for a full fifteen years. The law permits me to retire at any time. Once the sheriff arrives, I will formally resign and from then on, I will officially become your follower

Hamlet let out a muffled grunt, his alluring large eyes filled with anger, yet his mouth closed without hesitation. With a soft sound, he bit down heavily on his own tongue

Dong Yang turned to look at Todd, who was filled with terror, and sighed, saying: "You can go, there is no need to worry about anything www.hetushu.com.com. If you have doubts about this, I cannot help it! I have been misunderstood too many times in my life and have long since become accustomed to it. I help them because their love moves me; as for the rest, it is none of my business." The little neurotic's eyes clearly showed a great deal of weariness. Indeed, why do they all say I am a neurotic?

Dong Yang's body absorbed the powers of vengeful spirits and zombies, his mental strength abundant and formidable. When Hamlet opened his eyes and regained control over his body, the little neurotic suddenly realized that the danger was coming from the extraordinary individual before him

Todd was immensely honored to follow the excited devils of Wujiayao, who must be conducting various evil experiments using living people

Dong Yang felt a great joy in his heart, continuously shouting: "Sit down, hands on your head, open your mouth, stick out your tongue..."

Hamlet then released that strange posture, sitting on the ground without getting up, and said resentfully: "You have plunged the seeds into eternal slumber, which can be considered as helping me lift the curse. However, despicable human, why do you still pretend to be confused? You took the opportunity to sign a loyalty contract with me! We agreed that I would only complete three tasks for you, yet you took advantage of my relinquishing my body to turn me into your contracted beast!"

Before the little neurotic could finish speaking, the dark elf interrupted with displeasure, saying: "What, are you unwilling?"

Hamlet feels wronged, and so does Dong Yang: "How could I have known that you would shoot blood arrows with your mouth! I asked you to control your body because I was afraid the seeds would attack me while I was breaking the curse"

The dark elf suddenly interjected from the side, asking: "So... Achilles, are you really a psychic mage?"

Dong Yang nodded nonchalantly and said, "Of course, if you don't believe me, I can control him right now to show you a dance!"

Damn, of course I don't want to. Who are you? You are the public enemy of the mainland, one is the number one wanted criminal, and the other is a thorn in the side of the dark forces. If I get involved with you, will I have any peaceful days in the future

Dong Yang smiled wryly and nodded: "Damn, do you think I want this? Now you are one of my contracts... the Dark Elf, and the other is a follower of my contracted spirit..."

The dark elf was taken aback and hurriedly helped the necromancer up: "What are you doing? Why are you swearing loyalty to me?" The dark elf paused for a moment, his expression a mix of amusement and bewilderment: "So you will be my follower from now on?"

Dong Yang exchanged a glance with the chubby Todd, completely bewildered by the situation. What was happening before them was both absurd and bizarre, as the powerful dark elf was surprisingly more obedient than a puppy

Dong Yang lifted his garment and wiped the bloodstains from his face. Suddenly, the stout Todd was astonished to discover that the wound on Dong Yang's forehead had already healed, leaving only a purplish-red line that, at first glance, resembled a vertically closed eye. Dong Yang was still unclear about what was happening when Zhuo Er pointed at Dong Yang's "three eyes" and angrily exclaimed: "It is here! After my blood entered your forehead, it transformed into your contracted beast!"

The command of the little neurotic was actually followed by the dark elf one by one. Dong Yang did not understand what was happening; it was as if whatever he said, she would do, as if some power was controlling the dark elf. Finally, Dong Yang steeled himself and thought, damn it, for the sake of the experiment, he issued the final command: "Bite!"

Dong Yang looked in the mirror and laughed, saying, "This is the third eye! What does this indicate? It indicates that I am the direct superior of the Howling Celestial Dog. It turns out that I am Erlang Shen!"

Hamlet snorted: "Blood Arrow is one of my attack talents. The current power of the seed is still too insignificant. If it were me, that arrow could shatter your head!"

After Dong Yang lost his balance from that kick, he fell to the ground in a sprawled position. As he watched the dark elf pounce again, he could only manage to shout, "Stop!"

Slip nodded slightly, ignoring the dark elf, and turned to look at the little neurotic, saying emotionlessly: "I am already her follower; my oath demands that nothing contrary to her will may occur!" As he spoke, he pointed at the dark elf who was standing there in a daze and continued to say to Dong Yang: "Even if you are his contract master, it is still not permissible!"

A pair of dark mandarin ducks exchanged a glance, stunned into silence. After a while, Slip slowly nodded and said, "You are not wrong!" At the same time, he directed his gaze towards the chubby Todd standing nearby

Dong Yang was also taken aback. He understood what a contracted beast was. On the continent, powerful individuals could sign loyalty contracts with beings from other races or magical beasts, making them their contracted beasts. Contracted beasts unconditionally obey their master's commands. Generally speaking, a contract can only be signed if the magical beast consents voluntarily. The contract is automatically dissolved only upon the death of the contracted beast; if the master dies, the contracted beast will also perish.

Dong Yang suddenly recalled something and furrowed his brow as he asked, "Todd, you are an imperial soldier; does the law permit you to be my follower?"

Todd looked at Dong Yang's slightly sorrowful smile, feeling somewhat hesitant. Finally, a cold laugh from the necromancer helped him make up his mind. He straightened his plump body and knelt before Dong Yang: "Lord Achilles, during the day you stood up for the innocent villagers, proving your kindness and greatness. Please allow me to become your follower! In my future life, Todd will wield his sword and blood alongside you to dispel the darkness of Wujiayao!" In tonight's events, Todd received an important piece of information: Lord Achilles' arch-enemy is an evil force called Wujiayao, and it is very likely that the Lord came from there. When the necromancer and the dark elf first appeared, Lord Achilles once mistakenly thought she was an assassin sent by Wujiayao!