Dark Demon Warlock

Because he consumed a lot of mental energy, Yate is in a very bad state at the moment.

Very imaginary!

The consequences of excessive consumption of mental energy are more serious than excessive consumption of energy, and may even damage life span.

But worth it!

The essence of spiritual organs is to imitate the organs of spiritual creatures, otherwise there would be no direct fusion route. It's just that the function he chooses is not possessed by ordinary spiritual creatures, and it is rare even in high-level ones, or has strict restrictions, and is not suitable for human beings.

He's not the first professional to come up with this idea, but it's never been successful before.

He has only encountered the first threshold now, and there are still many thresholds to come. Whether he can succeed in the end or whether he can meet his expectations is still unknown.

However, the horn of Mephisto, which exists as a demon god, does not have so many restrictions.

In other words, there are no restrictions, and it is applicable to most creatures.

The premise is that you can build it.

Without Mephisto's permission, it would be impossible for Art to spy on those things.

It's not for no reason, and the bubble entry is only a small part of the factor. The main reason is that his trading items made Mephisto very satisfied, and even made him appreciate Mephisto!

Of course it wasn't that corpse, the power of transformation, for Mephisto, it would be better to breathe a few more times to increase it.

At first, Mephisto really had bad intentions.

Arthur knew it too.

But what does he really want to do?

I can only find a way to impress Mephisto.

More than 2 hours of hard work and more than 1,000 contracts are his real exchange!

As the devil who likes contracts the most, respects contracts, but at the same time loves to hide traps in contracts, Mephisto does not say that the contract he drew up is a treasure, at least he likes it very much.

Only then did I have the right to observe for half a night.

And open up all permissions for him!

Mephisto's way of appreciating a person is to take the other person's soul as his own and let it serve him forever.

It can be regarded as another kind of eternal life.

An existence like Mephisto has long been separated from the body in the ordinary sense, and any part of the body can be said to be the embodiment of its power.

This is equivalent to Mephisto opening up part of his own source of power to him.

Are you upset?

If he hadn't held back then, he might have become Mephisto's servant at this moment!

In the face of this evil existence, we must be vigilant all the time.

...

It was evening when Art woke up.

After contacting Tabitha Agnes in the morning, he went home to rest.

Sleep till now.

Sleep is the best way to restore mental exhaustion.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt a wonderful wave connected to his soul coming from his pocket.

Instinctively, he reached for his pocket.

A special box the size of a jewelry box.

Soul Eater!

Only then did he react, and hurriedly took out the box and opened it.

Sure enough, his Soul Eater finally hatched!

A dark green soul-eating spider with 8 legs and 2 eyes and the size of a fingernail crawled out of the box.

The size and number of eyes only gradually increase with age and careful breeding.

Because it had just hatched, the soul-eating spider's body was soft, like a newly hatched cicada.

Two bright black eyes looked at him, ignorant and pure.

Because it was hatched with his soul breath, and he was the first person I saw after hatching, so I was very kind to him.

However, this is not safe, and a contract needs to be signed.

It was already prepared, and following a difficult-to-pronounce incantation, a drop of blood was dripped on the Soul-Eating Spider, and at the same time told it the name it had given it.

Rose.

The newborn Soul-eating Spider was still ignorant and did not resist until the contract was signed, when a pattern flashed across its back.

The connection between the two parties is clearer.

Rose's eyes were a little more agile, and suddenly a spider thread spewed out, stuck to his shoulder, and then jumped onto his shoulder with her strength, lying on it without moving.

The drop of blood that Art squeezed out was enough for him to digest for a long time.

After doing this, Art didn't get up immediately, but lay on the bed and recalled what he had gained last night.

For fear of accidentally forgetting a part.

It's not that he doesn't want to write it down, it's that he can't.

There are many things that are beyond human comprehension and cannot be described in human words.

He can understand because he is no longer an ordinary person, and Mephisto has opened the authority for him.

Even so, the price of excessive mental effort was paid.

After lying down for nearly an hour, he didn't get up.

Fortunately, I remember all of them.

Just as he walked out of the bedroom, he suddenly found that the lights in the yard were on, and there was movement.

When he walked out, he found that Moore Lane and Claire were eating barbecue.

"Are you awake?" The two also heard the movement and looked at him together.

"Thank you." Yate naturally knew that the two were helping him to be vigilant.

"The next time this happens, it's best to find someone to help you guard it in advance." Moore Ryan reminded him first, and then asked: "What did you do, why is your mental energy exhausted so much?"

When I came over to eat, I found that he was drowsy, and he was unaware of his arrival.

It was Claire who saw that he was exhausted mentally.

In this case, of course you can't leave.

"I had an inspiration last night, and I used my brain too much." Art explained with a smile.

He didn't expect that he would sleep for so long and so deeply.

With this experience, it will definitely not happen next time.

"We're almost full!" Moore Lane said faintly.

Art shrugged helplessly.

"Has your soul-eating spider hatched?" Claire asked in surprise.

It was only then that Moore Ryan noticed the Soul Eater on his shoulder.

"It just hatched." Art said while holding Rose in his hand, and exchanged contact information with the two.

It's so convenient!

Art didn't make dinner anymore, and he also ate barbecue.

"Find out." Moore Lane told him the results of the Mafia investigation.

Sure enough, it was the Hornets' revenge.

I don't know why it has been delayed until now.

"Be careful recently, the people in this organization are very sinister." Moore Ryan warned him.

"There was one last night," Art said.

"Where's the man? What's the matter?" Moore Ryan asked immediately.

"I accidentally killed him." Yate lowered his head, pretending to be serious about grilling meat.

It's a bit embarrassing.

Things were a little better last night.

That's a professional of the same level as him!

In the end, he seemed to be an ordinary person who was so weak that he was sent away without even being able to fight back.

"Shouldn't you ask for a confession first?" Moore Ryan looked astonished.

It's not like a mistake he would make.

"I didn't expect him to be so crispy, he died with a fireball." Yate explained helplessly.

"Level 1?"

"Level 2, it should be a squishy occupation like a stalker."

Moore Lane stopped asking.

No matter how crispy the skin is, it is impossible to be instantly killed by a simple fireball!

Moreover, you are a demon warlock and not a mage, how can you know fireball?

He had known for a long time that Art held a secret.

This is one of the reasons why he and Art see him as friends.

How could someone like him casually treat someone as a friend?

"You have to be more vigilant for the next attack." The Hornets organization is not such a character to give up easily, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it will be revenged.

Thank you book friends for the reward of "good food and good meal"