Black Knight From Blue Star

At this time, Hardy was unaware of the conversation outside. His soul had entered a fantasy world.

There are red fireworks everywhere, the sky is red, magma is flowing on the ground, the whole world is all red, and there seems to be nothing else.

Hardy felt his feet were itchy. He looked down and saw that his legs had turned into 'black coal'.

The magma was 'burning' his soul, trying to make it feel 'painful'.

But Hardy's willpower is so strong that it exceeds the basic saving throw value, almost double the value.

So this illusion couldn't hurt him at all, and its 'attack' on him was just scratching his itch.

He looked around for a while, then shook his head helplessly.

This scene is so poorly done.

He knew very well that this illusion tried hard to create a 'hell of fire' situation, but unfortunately, limited by imagination and basic illusion technology, it could only create a world full of fire.

If Hardy were to create a fantasy of Hell, he would not have to add more magma tentacles, a fire giant with eyes all over his body, or a fat woman with dozens of flaming balls.

That would be more terrifying.

He walked in the illusion for a while, then caught a ray of mental energy fluctuations and went looking for it.

It had to be said that this ray of mental fluctuation was well hidden, but he was still discovered.

It took less than ten seconds for Hardy to lock the opponent with his mental power.

But the other party didn't seem to notice that Hardy had already discovered him.

He was in a state of invisibility, keeping a certain distance from Hardy and watching quietly.

At this time, Hardy felt that as long as he killed this spiritual body hiding in the illusion, he would be able to get out and get some improvement in his will attributes for free.

But he is not in a hurry. He wants to see what kind of work this thing can do. If he cooperates, he might be able to find out some information.

Hardy had just made up his mind when the other side made a move.

At this time, a huge human figure stood up from the magma.

Very tall, at least five meters tall.

As soon as he appeared, he looked up to the sky and roared angrily. If you are afraid, you will feel very frightened.

But all Hardy wanted to do was laugh.

After the flame giant roared, he pressed down and slammed his fist into the magma, stirring up a red liquid.

A lot of it spilled on Hardy's 'body', burning his body black.

"Sinner, now that you see me, the flame giant, why don't you kneel down?"

Hardy looked up at him and asked with a smile: "How do I know if you are a real **** or a fake?"

"I am the only fire **** in the world. How can it be false?" The giant's head was lowered, only about half a meter away from Hardy's face. When he opened his mouth, there was flowing, bubbling magma inside. : "You have no piety, it is a capital crime."

"Then how should I show my piety?" Hardy asked.

The giant spread his big hand in front of Hardy. There was a strange pattern inside: "It's very simple. Use your will to sign a contract with He. Then I will recognize your piety."

Thanks to E.P.R's teachings, Hardy's magic theory is very solid.

Although he is not the kind of genius who can create new magic in a flash of inspiration, he also doesn't know much about improving magic.

But this does not prevent him from understanding the effects of the magic contract.

The magic contract pattern in the giant's hand is quite complex, and if you look closely, you can see that it has only one effect.

Slave indenture.

If he signs this contract, even if Hardy is a legendary level strongman, he will become a slave.

You have to wait until at least the demigod level before you can possibly break free.

Hardy looked at the giant and asked, "What benefits can I get from signing this contract?"

"It's very simple. It can prove your piety and strengthen your strength."

Hardy nodded, and then asked: "What will happen if you don't sign?" A ferocious smile appeared on the giant's face, which was completely made of flowing magma: "Then your soul is mine."

"How overbearing." Hardy sighed, and then asked: "Can I take a look at this contract again and let me think about it for a while."

"You are not qualified." The giant slammed his hands on the magma ground, causing a large amount of magma to rain: "Now, immediately, decide."

Hardy wiped the lava from his face and smiled. The 'scorch' on his body and feet had all returned to their original state.

"I choose to refuse."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blue fire sword in his hand had already cut off the giant's hands.

At this time, the flame giant was still trapped.

Two seconds later, he finally let out a shrill scream.

But the shouting soon stopped.

Several blasts of sword energy cut him into dozens of stumps of different sizes.

Until he 'died', his eyes were still filled with shock.

At this time, the illusion had begun to dissipate, and Hardy came to the two huge broken palms.

He found the slave contract and put his hand on it.

This is not a contract, but a reverse tracking.

Hardy has already seen that the back end of this magic circle is to send the qualifications of the contract to a spatial coordinate point and connect it to a certain soul.

So as long as you perform reverse tracking, you can find the other party.

Hardy found the most critical ones among all the magic nodes in an instant, and then mentally 'touched' them along the spatial coordinates.

The next second, Hardy's soul appeared in a place full of light.

He looked up and down for a while and found that it was a circular space with a huge ball of light above his head.

There is an aura of divine power hidden inside.

Looking down again, I found that the ground was covered with green grass and a three-story building.

Then, he heard an exclamation: "Who are you and why are you here?"

Hardy looked over following the sound and saw an old man with a shimmering body all over his body, looking at him with a surprised expression.

At this time, the old man also saw Hardy's appearance. He paused and opened his eyes wide: "Hardy? Why is your soul here? Shouldn't you be in a fantasy world..."

Then the old man stopped abruptly.

At this time, many people rushed over and surrounded the old man.

Hardy glanced around and then at the old man's appearance. An idea flashed in his mind and he asked: "Holy Lord?"

The old man's face turned ugly.

Hardy laughed and waved his hand: "First time meeting, Your Excellency, Holy Lord, I'm glad to see you."

The old man's expression became even more ugly.

Then, Hardy's consciousness gradually disappeared and his surroundings became blurry.

Before Hardy's consciousness completely left, he vaguely heard the old man shouting angrily: "Damn it, this Hardy is actually a powerful spell caster. How could this information be missed?"

Then Hardy opened his eyes.

In front of her, Claire was looking at Ubig with eyes like maggots.

Claire found that Hardy was awake, she showed a happy expression, and then asked: "Hardy, this thing is disgusting, can I kill him?"

"sure."

Claire's eyes lit up.

And Ubig's wretched smile suddenly froze. (End of chapter)