The spirit of war in DNF is immortal.A

Chapter 843 Elise's Intentions (2)
Hearing Lu Zhan's choice, smiles flashed across the faces of the white-haired middle-aged swordsman and the elderly swordsman who had been quietly waiting for the result.On the other hand, the black-haired and elegant Alice had a trace of unwillingness on her face, obviously not really wanting this to happen.However, there may have been some agreement between the three, so Alice just said with a slightly cold face: "Mr. Leo's choice is very straightforward, I understand. Then, let's take a look at the plan drawn up by Mr. Giger." This contract."

With that said, Alice put a piece of magic parchment in front of Lu Zhan, and then slowly closed her eyes, no longer paying attention to the development of the situation.And the middle-aged white-haired swordsman called Jiger turned his head with a little leisurely and freehand, and began to observe the land battle meaningfully, despite the three different types of weapons trembling behind him .

"boom!"

The magic parchment land battle has no time to pay attention at all, all his attention is attracted by the word 'Jig'!

Carefully put all my attention on the middle-aged ghost swordsman with white shattered hair and a handsome face. Lu Zhan is really unbelievable. This is the god who has the deepest influence on ghost swordsmen and can be called the real ancestor. The swordsman, 'priest' Jiger!
For the rest of the professions, Giger is just the name of a master. Although he is famous, it is not surprising.But for ghost swordsmen, besides Kazan, Jiger is the most important top patriarch, Dinghaishenzhen that even GSD can't replace!

Kazan only gave the ghost swordsman a boiling power of ghosts and gods, but did not teach the ghost swordsman how to use this power.It was Jiger who, together with Soderos, created the basic ghost swordsmanship and all the general skills of ghost swordsmen, and all the skills of ghosts and gods weeping.It can be said that without him, there would be no major ghost swordsmen who are currently in the upper class of the mainland.If there was no Jiger, Borodin, the indestructible king who broke the seal and ran amok back then, might have led his 500 million knights across the continent of Arad.

The only soul bearer in the mainland, the only special case who changed from a priest of light to a swordsman of ghosts and gods, the only king who can use swords and holy giant weapons at the same time, the only one who can deceive the god of life, and use the power of ghosts and gods Forced himself to feign death and live in the terrifying existence of the second life.

This is a living legend, and like Soderos, the god of all ordinary swordsmen, holds a very special place in Lu Zhan's heart.This is a pioneer, a myth that has brought together a huge faction with bare hands.Just like Apollo, the god of light, has a special meaning to all angels, Jig has a special meaning to all ghost swordsmen, even land battles are no exception.

He looked at this ancestor who was surrounded by a sacred halo, and hardly knew what attitude he should use to face it.

In particular, 'Ten Thousand Ghosts' Giger is also 'Hundred Ghosts' Gissard, that is, the brother of his own GSD mentor.

Looking at Gig's younger and more handsome face than his own, Lu Zhan really couldn't compare it with GSD, whose face was full of orange peels.In fact, the young Jiger is indeed GSD's own brother. At the beginning, he accidentally blinded GSD's eyes with Kaluo, the underworld flame, and thus pushed GSD, who was originally the Weeping of Ghosts and Gods, into the blind Asura. position of master.GSD also talked about this matter with Lu Zhan in the chat.

Although something like this happened to the two brothers, GSD still highly respects Giger, and there is obviously no problem with their relationship.

Looking at Lu Zhan's expression of shock mixed with bewilderment, Jiger seemed to understand something, and said with a light smile, "Don't think too much. I am Jiger, but I'm just a person, nothing special .If you are thinking about what to call me, it’s better for each to do his own thing. Guissard is still your mentor, and I’m just a passer-by. It’s better to take a look at this parchment first.”

Looking at the handsome ghost swordsman in front of him who wrapped most of his body in the black robe, only his head and the three weapons behind him were exposed, Lu Zhan let out a sigh of relief, settled down and focused on the picture in front of him. On parchment that exudes mysterious magical power.

A few lines of very simple Arad Continental Common Language were deeply imprinted on the paper.

"Soul Contract: Death of the Apostle!"

"Contract content: Contract Party A, Leonard, kills the sixth apostle of the demon world, 'Black Plague' Di Ruiji, and the seventh apostle, 'Fire Eater'" Antoin! "

"Contract limit: ten years."

"Contract success reward: Demon Sword? Apophis Blade Body (can be used in advance)."

"Punishment for contract failure: Ace of Chaos? The magic sword Apophis soul card changes its owner to Jiger."

"Reminder: This contract cannot be changed after it is signed, please sign after confirming it! Party B of the contract, Jige, has already signed the agreement!"

Seeing a few lines of words, Lu Zhan's heart moved, and a sense of shock swept through his mind like a stormy sea!

What is Jiger going to do?Do you actually want to kill two more apostles?Although Lu Zhan had directly or indirectly killed the eighth apostle's "long-legged" Lotes and the fifth apostle's "invisible" Sherlock by accident, but that was just a fluke. If there is no interference from the transfer phenomenon, Again, no one knows what the outcome will be.Now two apostles are involved in this weird agreement, which almost freezes Lu Zhan instantly.

But almost instantly, Lu Zhan seemed to think of something.

"No, it's not impossible. Di Ruiji is certainly terrifying, but he's been bound by the phenomenon of transfer, and he doesn't have many days to live. And Antoin, who is 'Fire Eater', is still I am active in the demon world, but when I think about it carefully, I am afraid that I should also be entangled by the terrifying original power of the transfer phenomenon? If these two guys are disturbed by the transfer phenomenon, then I may not have nothing to take advantage of. This opportunity," with a slight movement in his eyes, Lu Zhan saw a ray of dawn from the hazy despair.

It's a gamble.But land warfare also has ideas.Over the years, the apostles of the demon world have been shrouded by the phenomenon of transfer faster and faster.What's more strange is that every apostle who was transferred to other worlds was basically an existence in the devil world with huge busts and scourges.Therefore, Lu Zhan has reason to guess that Antuen's good luck will not last long.

Since ancient times, we have been sitting and waiting for death, wealth and honor have always been sought in danger.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Zhan calmly bit his fingertips, and smeared a handful of red blood full of madness on the magic parchment in front of him!
"Ding! Your soul contract has taken effect!"

A gust of wind swept through, just as Lu Zhan smeared blood on the contract.Alice only felt that the magic sword body that had been placed in her storage ring for a long time suddenly disappeared, and appeared in front of Lu Zhan in an instant.

……

The nearly three-meter-high giant sword shone with purple light, dazzling like a dream, and even the blade was a dazzling deep purple.Coupled with the lifelike carved skull on the hilt, Lu Zhan confirmed the identity of this weapon at first glance.

It is indeed the Demon Sword itself!As a giant sword warrior who once walked out of the mourning cave alive, this sword land warrior is absolutely unmistakable.

"Ding! Dear warrior, congratulations on temporarily obtaining the magic sword? Apophis!"

A pleasant reminder sounded, but Lu Zhan didn't pay attention to it. He just stroked the eye-catching giant sword in front of him with dim eyes, as if he couldn't believe that it was indeed real.It may be difficult for some people to understand what Lu Zhan is like, but as a berserker who still adheres to the way of the great sword from his previous life to the present, the magic sword, which is regarded as the semi-ultimate weapon in the game, has a great influence on him.Just like Sun Wukong must be equipped with a golden cudgel, Lu Zhan has always believed that a giant sword berserker must be able to win the magic sword in his life as a warrior to be considered complete.Although the characteristics of the incomplete version of the magic sword are far inferior to other types of weapons such as the shadowless sword-Eileenor, this obsession is still deeply ingrained in Lu Zhan's heart.

A blood berserker, a dancer who walks on the edge of life and death.Only when holding a giant sword to shield his teammates from the wind and rain, can he be regarded as a true vanguard warrior.What's more, the reason why the magic sword is not as good as other weapons in the previous life is because the soul and the sword body have not been united, but in this life, everything has a different beginning.

"Who cares about this and that, first take the magic sword body in your hand and make it real? Let's talk about the magic sword. For this legendary weapon, I will fight this one no matter what!" Gritting his teeth, he took the magic sword in his hand, Lu While stroking the bright purple sword cherishingly, Zhan murmured in a low voice.

"It seems that our agreement is considered complete. Then, come on. Leonard, I will look forward to your good news." Seeing Lu Zhan's uncontrollable joyful expression, Jiger's face flashed With a hint of a smile, he stood up after speaking slowly, and disappeared in place with the other two people.

"Hey, little guy, you must work hard! Old John, I am also very optimistic about you. If you have any difficulties, remember to look for the Baptist's Temple in the heavens, and there will be someone to help you!"

In the empty 'Beautiful Sunday' nightclub, only the hearty laughter of the old white-haired ghost swordsman was left.

"John... Tianjie, I didn't expect that this white-haired old swordsman is John. If you think about it, it can only be him. There can be such a powerful ghost swordsman in Tianjie, except for John the Baptist. Who is there?" Lu Zhan sighed helplessly after thinking for a while.

I really didn't expect that I would now be noticed by top figures like Giger and John.It's hard to tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

Ten years, whether it is long or short, is not a short time on the continent of Arad.If it is a challenge to kill the two supreme apostles of the demon world during these stuck days, it can be said to be a super-S level challenge.

"Ah! Who the hell broke Lao Tzu's door? I really want to die! Don't you know who I am, the 'slasher' Bolt, on South Street?"

"How fucking weird? I set up the alarm here, who dismantled it for me? Or it was dismantled three days ago...these damned guys have been in my nightclub for three days Oh my god?! Come on, brothers, go in and search for me, don’t ask anyone you find, just peel off their skins!"

Just when Lu Zhan was immersed in thinking about his future, there were bursts of noisy voices from far and near to his ears.

In an instant, Lu Zhan reacted and cursed Jiger and the other three for being unkind.You said that if you want to peep, you should find your own place to peek, but you also sneaked into other people's shops to do some wretched things.He didn't wipe his ass when he finally left.Now even if Lu Zhan wants to compensate the other party for some money, he is afraid of being skinned and cramp.

"Sorry, you guys are looking for the culprit, go to the continent of Arad to have a look."

And when Lu Zhan wanted to hide his body into the alien plane of the heavens, he was shocked to find that he couldn't go in.

"I wipe, what's the situation."

In order to avoid being regarded as a thief, Lu Zhan, who was secretly startled, could only cover himself in a black robe, rushed out of the nightclub like a mad cow, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone after knocking over a dozen gunmen .

"Boss, the thief is gone!"

More than a dozen depraved gunmen with hair dyed in various colors and nose rings got up from the ground in embarrassment, and spoke to the tall man standing in the center like stars holding the moon with lingering fear.

Although this man was the worst when he was swept by the strong wind like a dead dog before, rolling three or four times on the ground, but everyone seemed to have not seen this scene.

"I'll do it! This guy is not simple, he's actually so strong. But he looks like a veteran, and he even carries a black robe with him." The man with a hideous face spat in embarrassment, and looked at Lu Zhan with cold eyes The flying figure: "However, it's really strange. This kind of flying gunman must have reached the 35th legendary level. How could he come to a place like me? No matter, Brother Robert is going to hit the 'Hundred Guns List'. Now there is still more than 30 Tiancoins to buy that purple-quality hand cannon. I must hurry up tonight and earn all the money back! What a bad luck, and I don’t know what the fuck is missing. You guys Fuck all these theatergoers, or I will take one of your legs off!"

After roaring and shouting at the crowd watching the show outside the nightclub, the tall and hideous gunman walked towards the house with a displeased face, obviously very depressed.

"Ah, boss... It seems that my pinhole camera was taken away by that person's black robe. See if it can be regarded as official damage."

Suddenly, a depraved gunman with yellow hair muttered in frustration, expressing his displeasure.

"It hurts your mother's head!" Looking at the wrinkled yellow hair, the ferocious man snorted coldly and slapped him, then pulled the yellow hair two meters away, then spit out a mouthful and continued walking.

But almost in an instant, the ferocious man's heart suddenly moved, and he roared: "What the hell did you just say?"

"Ah...boss, I said, my pinhole camera seems to be swept away by that man's black robe. It's a good thing I use to shoot the girls in our nightclub, and it's wirelessly connected to my optical brain Come on." Despondently clutching his swollen cheeks, Huang Mao was obviously very depressed.

"Ok! Throw it well! Damn it, Huangmao, tomorrow I will buy you three video cameras! Now, take me to your kennel. If you are lucky, hehe, you will have made great achievements !"

After finishing speaking, coldness flashed in the wretched man's eyes, and he dragged the yellow hair who didn't know what had happened to the depths of the nightclub.

(End of this chapter)