Dark Demon Warlock

  Chapter 38 Can this also be a contract?

  Moore Lane had just returned from the sea, and when he noticed something different here, he hurried over.

   Didn't hear Art's cries for help and Jimmy Thomson's shouts.

  Compared to the fleeing intruder, he chose to check on Art's condition first.

  Before he finished speaking, he saw the tiny arm that "grows" on Yate's arm.

  As Claire Ryan's own brother, of course he knew what it was, and his expression sank.

  In his view, the probability of an attack of this intensity targeting Yate is very low.

   "No disaster." Art shook his head and asked, "How do you take this back?"

  Just now he was also at the end of his battle.

   With that arm movement, drain all his mana!

   Luckily those 3 guys were scared away by his bravado.

  However, he didn't know how to retract this arm.

  The one-time imprint disappeared after he activated it.

   I have to wonder if Claire Lane expected him to be in danger today, so he gave him such a mark.

   "Wait for Claire to come over." Moore Lane calmly distanced himself from him and looked at Jim Thomson.

  The latter told the story.

  However, he was also confused and couldn't understand clearly.

"Let me explain." Art came to the guy's body, squatted down, rummaged through it, and said again and again, "This guy is the werewolf who ran out of the laboratory. I saw it when he killed someone a few nights ago. The patrol came and scared him away. Today is the second time we met, and I didn’t recognize him at first.”

  Moore Lane just pretended not to see his action.

  Combining the narratives of the two, he made the same speculation as Art.

  This guy came out of the laboratory, I am afraid that his mind has already been twisted. There was no indiscriminate killing in the past few months, not because of conscience, but because of fear of being caught.

  Brought to the pier today by members of the William family, they found his breath by accident, so they wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone.

   It can be said to be an accident.

  Art quickly dug out a wallet and stuffed it into himself...it couldn't fit in his pocket!

  He didn't wear a jacket, only had 2 trouser pockets, and it was already very difficult to stuff 4 wallets.

   And his own wallet.

   Can only helplessly hold it in my hand.

   "Major Ryan, can you help prepare something?" Prepare to confess something.

   "You said." Moore Lane also wanted to make up for it.

   In any case, he was frightened by himself.

   "Ceremonial candles, black goat heads..." Art reported a series of props needed for the devil's contract.

   It is so cumbersome at the low level, every time you need to arrange a ceremony.

  After the level is up, there is no need to be so troublesome. Only the first summoning requires a ceremony. After the contract is reached, it can be summoned at any time in various simple ways.

   It's just that he is not a serious demon warlock, and he doesn't think much of this level of combat power, and he has always wanted to use it to acquire equipment and props.

  I just realized today, even if I find cannon fodder!

   and the three werewolves of the William family have become enemies. I don’t know if there will be a follow-up. We must prepare early.

   "It is illegal to hold a summoning ceremony privately." Moore Ryan was not surprised.

  As early as when investigating his information, it was discovered that he had been secretly buying such items.

   "My profession is Demon Warlock." Art said.

  No need to hide from Jim Thomson, he must have been running errands in the end.

   "Demon Warlock?" This was beyond Moore Ryan's expectations.

  I always thought he was an enhancement class!

   "Your surname is not Byron, is it?" Moore Ryan immediately thought that the profession of a demon warlock belongs to the blood lineage, and the family name should not be unknown.

   "Tavier, a family that has declined, I was also awakened by luck." Art said very readily.

  Although Moore Ryan's occupation is still unclear, it has been determined that he is not a wizard occupation, and he is basically not interested in the blood of the Tavel family.

  Who would be interested in a family blood that has not had a professional for 5 consecutive generations?

   Except for those research lunatics.

   "Tavel?" Moore Ryan thought for a while, and found that there was no information related to this surname in his memory.

   "Let Jim buy it for you." Sure enough, he agreed.

  The laws of this era do not have much binding force on people like them. They are only used when protecting their own rights and interests.

"What happened?"

   Carlisle Lane was late.

   "Ms. Ryan, thank you." Art stepped forward and thanked him for saving his life.

  No matter what her purpose is, without her imprint, I'm afraid it will be bad luck.

  Not to mention the timing of the scroll, he didn't bring it with him at all.

   I didn't expect to encounter danger here.

   "Don't worry about her, if you can't support her, you will go back by yourself." Claire Lane nodded slightly, glanced at the "arm", and said with disgust.

   "Her?" Art keenly noticed her words.

  However, just pretend that you didn't hear it.

   "Don't worry, it will be soon." It seemed that Art would definitely despise this ugly arm as much as himself, so Claire Lane comforted him again.

   "Yes." Art responded vaguely, and looked at Moore Lane: "Major Lane, leave this guy's body to me."

  He didn't lie, he was indeed going to use the werewolf's body as a sacrifice.

   There is no psychological pressure on a person who wants to kill himself.

   "Yes." Moore Ryan didn't ask much.

  The profession of Demon Warlock doesn't have a very good reputation.

   "I have prepared the ingredients for dinner." Before he went to sea, he prepared the ingredients himself.

  Caught a 1.5-meter red-tailed trevally.

   This is a low-grade extraordinary fish with particularly delicious meat.

  Yat made 3 servings of sweet and sour fish with it.

   After only a few minutes, the arm disappeared without affecting his cooking.

   Carlisle Lane likes to eat sweet and sour fish, and he never gets tired of eating it.

  Yate also took a few bites.

   Very good!

   Not long after eating, a warm breath emanated from the stomach.

   Unfortunately, this fish lives in the open sea.

  Moore Ryan and Carlisle Ryan still left after eating.

  The latter left another mark on him.

   made him nervous, worried that he would be in danger again tomorrow.

  After the dead of night, immediately start to arrange the ceremony.

  In order to make up for the possible gap, Jim Thomson helped him get all the props ready that night.

  Art specifically asked the price of the candle.

   It's half the price he bought it for!

  The old man really hated him!

  The sacrifice of this ceremony is the corpse of a werewolf, and it is going to summon a relatively powerful demon.

   Demons of this level are only relatively powerful, as long as they accept the contract, they don’t have to worry about hurting themselves. Violating the contract and taking advantage of the loopholes in the contract can only be done by powerful demons with names and surnames.

  The process is already very familiar.

  However, when screening, he suddenly found a few more different "stars".

  Glanced at it with an attitude of multiple choices.

   Then an electric feeling emerged, which almost caused the ceremony to fail!

   Werewolf change!

  Transfiguration!

  Firestorm!

crow!

  Venomous Poison Vine!

   5 more level-1 skills for druids!

  (end of this chapter)