Chapter 73 Soul Swearing

The lich tied into rice dumplings was carried into the underground fortress. The strict defense and clever mechanism settings made them even more amazing. They felt that this was not an ordinary territory.

The three terrified lichs were waiting anxiously, waiting for the real master of the territory to appear, but now they were stunned when they saw Gris.

The appearance of the magic armor is very strong and mighty. The tightly biting armor is full of the beauty of power. The whole body is tightly wrapped, and the image is not even revealed at all in the eyes. It is even more mysterious. There is only one kind of creature that conforms to this image in the entire world of death, that is, the Black Warrior.

The Black Warrior is an undead creature reincarnated from the undead. He is good at using physical attacks and has high martial arts skills. However, the number of such undead creatures is very rare and used to living together, so it is difficult for ordinary people to have the opportunity to see them.

All three lichs were born, so naturally they had never seen a real black warrior. The scale claws they learned from some classics and predecessors immediately misunderstood.

"Black Warrior!" The three lichs exclaimed at the same time. It was strange enough to have zombies in the skeleton's territory. The lord was actually a black warrior. How could it be?

"I'm not a black warrior." Seeing the three lichs frightened, Gris knew that they had misunderstood. He put away his helmet and exposed his shiny skull, explaining.

"Dry...Dry bone skeleton...Skeleton...Skeleton?!" I was shocked just now, but now I feel like I am losing my parents. Obviously, the fact that the person in charge is a dry bone skeleton is harder to accept than being a black warrior.

Gris is evolving from the realm of dry bones to the gray bones. However, the time is still short and the changes are not very obvious, so he looks more like a dry bone skeleton.

However, Gris's soul has entered the realm of ashes, which is stronger than the three new lichs in front of him. He can finally bully others simply with his soul.

The soul forced into the other party's soul and carefully glanced over it, without finding any marks. This means that these three lichs are still free bodies and have no loyal objects.

A soul like Pulson who has dedicated the fire of the pledge will be engraved with the imprint of Gris. If these three lichs have masters, if their master comes to the door, it will be trouble.

Fortunately, Gris popped up the bone blade, pressed against one of the lichs' foreheads, and said, "Dedicate the fire of your pledge." Gris' tone was too plain, as if he was saying hello. But it was this plain tone that made people even more scary, as if the bone blade would penetrate the head if he refused.

The sharp bone blade pressed between his eyebrows, and the cold cold penetrated into the soul in the skull. The lich was so scared that he almost fainted, his eyes squeezed into cross-eyes, staring at the sharp bone blade. As soon as Gris finished speaking, he screamed in horror: "No... no, don't kill me, give... a promise of fire."

In fact, after being captured alive, they were ready to offer the fire of the pledge, otherwise they would not think of any other way to save their lives. However, they did not expect that Gris would directly show the bone blade as soon as he came up, which immediately frightened them.

A fire of vows floated up, and Gris sucked hard. From the time he saw these three little lichs, Gris thought of a way to deal with them. If they already had a master, then there was no need to hesitate to destroy them directly. If there was no master, it would be easy to deal with. Those who surrendered would be let go, and those who did not surrender would die. The secrets of the territory must not be revealed.

As soon as the fire of vows entered the soul, Gris was shocked suddenly. The soul suddenly felt a light lit up in front of him, and finally connected with his soul. Gris extended his thoughts to that point in confusion, and immediately clearly sensed everything about the little lich.

Gris had never encountered such a situation before. He was shocked and suddenly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the little lich looked frightened and subconsciously avoided his sight. From the little lich, he could clearly feel the other party's fear of him.

How could this happen? When Pulson dedicates the fire of the pledge, there was no such change. He could only sense Pulson's existence, but he could not sense everything about the other party, including thoughts and feelings like he is now.

Is there two kinds of fire of vows? Gris took back his bone blade, looked at the little lich and asked, "What is the name of fire of vows?"

The little lich suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Gris in surprise. Without his answer, Gris had found the answer from his soul. This is the soul vow, the most thorough dedication of everything, including the soul vow. From the moment of the dedication vow, the life and death of the devotee and the soul are controlled in the hands of the master.

If the master dies, the devotee will die too.

The one that Pulson dedicated is the oath of loyalty, which has no other coercive binding force except for being unable to betray the master. In other words, Pulson cannot hurt Gris with his own hands, but he can be killed without saving. If it were the oath of souls, if Gris did not save him, Pulson would not be able to survive once he died.

It turned out that there were indeed several types of fires of vows. Gris realized that he had been deceived by Pulson. He had such a vow that was completely dedicated to everything but he used that kind of vow to fool people. At the beginning, Pulson begged for mercy. Is he qualified to be a condition?

Gris stood up and swept to Pulson's figure, and the bone blade popped out immediately.

Pulson looked depressed. As soon as the lich offered the fire of the oath, he realized that it was going to be bad. It was a soul oath. When Gris absorbed it, he found that it was different from his and would definitely cause trouble for him.

Sure enough, the first thing Gris did when he woke up was to look up and look for him. Seeing Gris strode towards him, Pulson cried with a sad face, unwilling to let out a fire of vows.

After being together for so long, he had already figured out Gris' personality. No matter how he was messing around, Gris would not care about some irrelevant things, but once survival and danger were involved, Gris would not tolerate any accidents.

If you don't realize it now, Gris will definitely not be ruthless, but that's a soul vow. Why is this little lich so stupid? Don't you know that dedicating this means giving everything? This will kill him.

After absorbing Pulson's soul vow, sure enough, a point appeared clearly in the depths of the soul. Once the thoughts extend past, everything about Pulson can be clearly sensed.

After careful study, Gris suddenly gave an order to Pullin's oath.
Chapter completed!