"My brothers, in front of God, are all equal, and the only thing that can be traded is our souls. My brothers, although we do not believe in God, it is undeniable that the source of power in our sect and the gift of God. The East is a slave contract, which is an insult to us. I have a soul contract here, and you can sign such a contract any number of copies. I will definitely follow the provisions of the contract."

Andrew's face was always full of smiles, but his eyes flashed with impatience, which revealed his true thoughts.

All the words have come to this point. If the Eastern Technique in front of me were not capable, if he became a second evil demon, the days he would be in the near future. When he went out and took one, he would have to find the Holy See to get what he deserved. With his current strength, even if Jesus and God come together, he would still be sure to survive. At most, he would have to escape into the universe. Although this is a basic plane, most of the universe is desolate, but there will be a chance only when he is alive, right?

As for this oriental man, as long as he is willing to sign a contract with him, his soul will be his own. At that time, he must torture him well. By the way, it is a good choice to make it a puppet.

Thinking of this, Andrew smiled even more eagerly, and he was a passionate old man with white beard.

I was indeed moved by this guy. It wasn't that I was interested in the old man's strength, but what I was interested in was his soul contract.

The Western soul contract is very famous. It has no binding force on the contractor. On the contrary, the contract is full of benefits to the signers, and the only thing they have to pay is their own souls.

Of course, it is only after the contract signator has fulfilled all his wishes before taking away the soul. However, how to achieve it is not what the contractor says. Or when they fulfill a wish, they will also lose it when they get it. As for what they lose, it depends on what the person who takes the soul is interested in.

This is a trick for the superiors to tease the lower class. They don’t care about their own abilities and lent them to the other party. After all, these powers are their own and will be taken back at any time. The other party’s ending is often nothing, and the soul and body are the other party’s. It is more terrifying than selling the body contract. At least selling the body contract is just for the body, and the soul can still be reincarnated after death. The soul contract is to completely annihilate the soul, or endure the erosion of flames in hell, and eventually become what the Westerners call the devil.

"Is the sheepskin in your hand a soul contract book?" I stopped the movement in my hand and asked.

"Hahaha! I knew you were a smart person. I like to deal with smart people. As long as you sign the name on this contract, I can give you everything you want. While you enjoy it, you don't have to give anything." Andrew said happily, but was interrupted by me.

"What's going on with the person you call Jack? Is it the one who sells your soul to you?" I asked again.

"That! It's just a story I've heard of Jack the Ripper over the long years. Have you heard of Jack the Ripper? Isn't it cool? I've long forgotten the name of this girl, and his soul has also been resting. It's your credit. Look, although he and I have signed a contract to sell the soul, he is still so loyal to me, because I have given him strength."

Andrew was so evident when talking about Jack, he didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he said it was a masterpiece. No wonder when I met Jack, I had a dialogue that made me feel familiar.

"What kind of work do you want to make me?" I asked with a sneer on the corner of my mouth and cold eyes. If it weren't for it, I would definitely break the seal as soon as possible, and then pull this Andrew out from below, so that the Soul-Devouring Sword would absorb his soul completely.

"You are different from him! She is just an ordinary person with a special physique. To be honest, I thought of letting him be my slave, but since you have killed her, then forget it. As for you, you are the same person as me, I have been sealed, but I have power. I can also tell you that my power is definitely beyond the earthly immortals you mentioned in the East. How about it? Sign a contract with me, and I can lend you the power." Andrew tempted.

"Well, make sense, let's show me the parchment book." I said.

But Andrew was not as generous as before and shook his head: "This is just a simple sheepskin, just a form. I will use the law of light to give this sheepskin the power of God. This way the contract is effective. It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not."

I narrowed my eyes and it was obvious that the key to the soul contract lies in the medium. Andrew was so careful about the parchment book in his hand. So the key to the soul contract seemed to be on this sheepskin. The other party was just a trace of soul. It was not difficult to deal with it. It was rare, how could it be obtained.

This parchment appeared out of thin air, and it was obviously not affected by the seal. It can be understood that the other party was just a consciousness and the parchment would disappear. Even if I took action to destroy Andrew's soul thought, I would not get the parchment.

"Since you don't want to, I can only let it go. You must know that scolding me is not lacking in strength, and all your temptations are useless to me." When it comes to this, I don't need to continue negotiations. Rejection is the best choice at this time.

The sealing array in your hand is almost finished. Just need the last stroke, and the entire array will be mediated by essence and blood. As long as it comes into contact with the magic array, the sealing array under your feet will probably be the first sealing array in the world that combines Chinese and Western styles. It will be even more difficult to think of this dark path.

Of course, I didn't treat me as a living Andrew continued to seduce ordinary people. After all, I didn't know that the appearance of the parchment book was a bit weird. It seemed that it did not receive any influence from time and space.

"Don't be angry, it's okay to show you. I'm full of sincerity." Andrew said gritting his teeth when he saw this, and his smile was extremely stiff when he squeezed out his face.

But Andrew is not a fool, especially for hundreds of years. Andrew's desire for freedom can be imagined. In addition, it may not be impossible to hand it over to the other party. After all, this parchment has its own soul thoughts that have been condensed for hundreds of years. As long as one is wrong, one mind can be directly returned to his own hands.

Andrew looked at me suspiciously and found nothing unusual. As for the space ring, Andrew had noticed it a long time ago. However, he didn't care. The space ring is connected to this world. It's just an accompanying space to the same world. Andrew was not worried at all. The other party would put the parchment book into the space ring, and even wanted the other party to do so.

Those who can own a space ring should not contain some garbage! At least there must be a few good things. If the sheepskin water can enter the other party's space ring, even if you cannot sign a soul contract, it can at least bring you some enjoyment or something more strange.

The reason why he didn't agree at the beginning was entirely because Andrew didn't want the other party to doubt him. When the other party threatened him, he was handing over it. If the oriental signed it, it would be even more perfect. Even if the other party wanted to seize it, hehe! Whoever robed it would be really possible!

Andrew smiled sincerely, his eyes looked very thorough. Anyone could not help but think that the old man was very amiable and unconsciously let go of his vigilance.

I smiled slightly and reached out to take the parchment, but did not put it directly into the space ring as Andrew expected. Instead, I picked up the parchment and looked at it carefully.

This parchment book is actually a worn-out sheepskin. What is surprising is that this sheepskin looks old but is still very resilient. There is a faint milky white light that keeps wandering around.

This is the medium of the soul contract! I smiled, picked up my hand, and made the move to sign it on it.

Andrew stared at the sight of excitement without saying a word, and even felt his long-silent heart beating violently.

At this moment, a little girl's laughter suddenly came.

"Hehe!" With the laughter, the little hand that had been as sculpting as jade suddenly appeared and grabbed the parchment and disappeared in an instant!''

I smiled! An innocent expression on my face: "Well, have you seen it? I'm going to sign it! But the parchment suddenly disappeared. Do you still have it? I'll sign it."

Andrew almost vomited blood, opened his mouth wide, and ignored me for a long time. This parchment book is not an ordinary thing, and there are only a dozen pieces of such sheepskin in the West. This is because in the West, there is only one such sheep, passed down, and only one sheepskin, which is scattered everywhere in the competition. This is the gift of the true God!

What does it mean? Is this thing a mess? But when the little hand grabbed the parchment, my connection with the parchment was suddenly interrupted. What's going on!

Andrew couldn't figure it out, nor could he understand how this oriental man did it.

"Since it's gone, that means there's no way to sign the soul contract! I hate the one who deceives me the most, now you can die!"

Andrew raised his head in confusion, but saw a touch of darkness that devoured everything and sank into his forehead. The soul thoughts were imprisoned in an instant and wanted to leave became unable to do so!

"You liar, you deceived me! You even want to kill me!" Andrew lost his calmness and struggled angrily on the surface of the Soul-Devouring Sword, but he could not escape. In the end, he could only be digested by the Soul-Devouring Sword little by little.
Chapter completed!