winter era

Chapter 112 Temptation
The murmur from the heart is like a devil's spell, which makes people feel hot.

Modric's frantic soul was gradually defiled by the seductive words of the shadow incarnation.If there is such a saying as the color of the soul, then we will soon be able to see that Modric gradually becomes black and red.

That was not what he wanted, nor was it what he had dreamed of before.It's just the greedy instinct of human beings that makes him chase that dirty toy.For example, gold coins, such as supernatural power, or controlling the fate of other people.The power of this desire is stronger than anything else, and only religious madmen can resist the temptation of this desire.

Obviously, although Modric, who is a member of the nobility, has relatively few desires, he is not the kind of person who wants nothing.He just buried his desire in his heart, because he knew very well that he couldn't compete with those big nobles.Those high-ranking figures control all the traditional culture and spiritual inheritance of this world, and their military power is strong enough to even allow them to protest against the imperial army.The binding force of local politics makes people only hear the nobles but not the emperor.Of course he can't compete with these people.

But now, a skeleton from the shadows offers him a rare chance.Or that he should take this precious opportunity with his own hands, because it's clearly unique and one of a kind.

Has anyone ever heard of a mage making deals with mortals?

"...I should go clean up."

The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground gently stroked his slowly beating heart, and his eyes gradually glowed with a strange fiery color.He had already stopped his rough panting, and his whole body was filled with another kind of strength that made him resist the fear in his heart.

If the devil's trade really existed, then countless people would hope to summon a devil to serve them.Because no one can resist that temptation.Modric once hoped that one day he would be able to summon a demon to help him with some wonderful careers, but he could only keep that ambition in his heart because he was completely ignorant of the mystery.

But now there is an opportunity.Although the skeleton mage has enough horror and horror, it is also a real mage.He has the spirit and soul of a human being, and has enough evil and powerful power to manipulate a person's body with ease, and he can bewitch a person's soul without practicing spells.So if I want to make a deal with him, as he said, if there are some ways to obtain supernatural power, then what can I get?
As long as he thought of this, Modric felt his breathing became heavier.His heart was like a flame burning, and the powerful pacing made him feel ten years younger, returning to the youngest time.At that time, he still had enough ambition and strength to help him achieve everything he wanted.But what he needs now is the ambition and means of that youth.That's right, as long as you follow the instructions of the mage, you can get everything you want.Those mages won't care about these, and even as long as they work hard, it is not impossible to strive for long-term communication.

"If your means are smart enough." As if anticipating Modric's psychological fluctuations, the skeleton named Asachel felt a wave of spiritual fluctuations in his heart, making the tavern owner's breathing even more rapid stand up.

"I mean, if your performance really satisfies me, I think the reward I will give you will also satisfy you. This includes everything you want. For example, the charm technique that manipulates people's hearts , or a powerful force capable of tearing down the palace, or a treasure from the past. As long as you say it, I can do it, because it is useless to mages."

"Your strength is really great, Mr. Asachel..."

Wiping the sweat off his face, he couldn't tell whether it was the body fluid secreted by excitement or fear—or both—Modric's honest-looking face was now Full of a distorted and fanatical expression.

The tavern that I have been running for ten years is enough, isn't it?Those idiots have been yelling and shouting and shouting, and I am also a nobleman.Moreover, he was a royal noble appointed by the previous emperor.But why do a group of old guys who live on their laurels control the fate of a genius like me?Why do I have to listen to them and act according to their instructions?
Looking back on his past, Modric was surprised to find that he didn't seem to be living so well, it might as well be a wimp as he said.Without any ideas or standpoints of his own, he is like a mechanical doll who looks at other people's faces and acts according to the trajectory prescribed by others.As for the human standpoint of 'Modric', it didn't exist at all, as if he himself was just a poor toy, or just a clown.

Information merchant?Crown Town's largest liquor supplier?Joke, it's just someone else's dog.It's just a dead dog lying on the nose.As long as the people above stomp their feet a little, they will kneel down to please them.

"So Mr. Asachel, what if I do something better than you imagined?"

Modric's eyeballs gradually burst out with a red and black non-human light, and a small dark red spark burst out between his breaths.A strange red glow emerged from the palm of his hand.When it was slightly placed on the wooden shelf next to it, it was as if it touched a flame. The wooden shelf quickly emitted a burst of white smoke, and the surrounding edges also dried and carbonized and gradually turned black.

Demonization, a physical deformation effect that can only be achieved by distorting the mind under the influence of supernatural forces.There is even no need for any transformation surgery at all, as long as the soul starts to change.The ancestor of all modern demons.

"If I unearth all the hidden strength of those nobles, can we be a trading partner?"

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in noble matters."

The shadow's words made Modric's heart chill, but the words that followed rekindled a distorted hope in his heart. "I like people who actually do things, Modric. Not just a piece of crap that is here to say what I'm going to do. I prefer that you under my dark puppet can do something that makes me feel uncomfortable." something to appreciate."

The shadow hidden in the heart is like a real demon. Although the voices of men and women cannot be heard, it is the voice of Gujing Wubo that adds more credibility.It even makes people feel that it couldn't be better to do so.

"You know, Modric. What this spell can bring is not just the so-called manipulation of the body, it strengthens your mental and physical strength. It can even be said that you can find a great knight to fight with him now. Let's see how powerful your power is. And ordinary spiritual spells won't even work on you at all, just like throwing a stone in a lake. This is the reason why I imprinted you, I hope you can not Let me down, Modric."

"Trust me, Mr. Asachel."

After straightening out the dark red bar uniform on his body, Modric's short dark brown hair on top of his head began to gradually expand in the direction of dark red.The original brown eyes also became chaotic again, as if purgatory was burning in those eyeballs.

First-time fallen people always hope to use their own power to prove that they are really the power of the evil side.They often use the most extreme and perfect means as their surrender certificate.It can even be said that those who were originally on the side of order and turned into evil are the most extreme type. This has been the case throughout the ages, and it has never changed once.

And Modric was originally a member of the noble knights of the temple, what he did under the spirit of degeneration is very worth looking forward to.Although his spirit does have a certain degree of toughness, he is still too young in the eyes of the sages.It took only words and a small shadowy avatar to tear his so-called beliefs to pieces.Compared to a person of Alexander's level, this so-called cronies knight plane who didn't even condense the holy light in his spirit was a little too weak.

But then again, at this time, the power of the church is in full swing.There are more than a dozen regional bishops at the level of great wizards, and the hidden Arbitration Knight Army has almost the same number.In terms of combat power at the level of a great wizard, the Imperial Mages are not even as good as the church.Although the real fight is only one-sided, but this level of strength is also amazing.

But where did the church's military power weaken?
Thinking with some doubts, Kaos sat up from the bed and sorted out the map on the desktop.

He needs more than just the seed of Modric.He also needs more opportunities to carve out possibilities for himself.It is not a smart choice to put all eggs in one basket, and he needs more helpers to help him.

For example, some other ambitious nobles, or some well-informed future big shots.Or some little guy with some adventures.These people are undoubtedly the strength that Kaos can win over, and relatively speaking, it is much easier than directly abducting the nobles.At least they don't think about their social status, that's enough.

"I hope your response will make me happy, Modric."

Kaos put the map in his arms, lowered his head and locked the door of the hotel and walked to the lobby.

He needs to examine this ambitious person before he can make a final conclusion. A sage never makes a loss-making business.

(End of this chapter)