Goblins: Starting from a bad simulation

Looking at Mage Wiegand flying towards him, Sean was well-behaved like a child.

And every time he caught a glimpse of the undisguised disappointment on Zheng Shuang's face out of the corner of his eye, Sean couldn't help but tremble.

Seventh-Order Warrior, is it such a weak existence?

The world is horrible.

Zheng Shuang stroked the Dark Feather Demon Eagle and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

He really didn't care about Sean's life or death, after all, killing a seventh-order was just a matter of thought for Zheng Shuang.

It would take more effort to subdue, for example, now, you have to ask Mage Wiegand to seal Sean's fighting spirit first, and then put a slave collar on him.

The most troublesome thing is that Zheng Shuang is not sure whether this will succeed.

If you fail, what a shame!

"If it really doesn't work, let's kill them all then, such a humiliating thing must not be exposed. "

Zheng Shuang secretly made up his mind.

But everyone couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in their hearts, and they suddenly became even more afraid.

The Magic Shackle is also a rankless magic, and this kind of magic has a common feature, that is, no matter what level of mage, as long as they learn it, they can use it.

The effect of magic is closely related to the user's level.

When Master Wiegand came to use it, it was the effect of the eighth order.

Of course, this kind of magic is basically not lethal, and it is some kind of auxiliary or special effect magic.

The absence of chanting is a common merit, and the absence of harm is a universal affliction.

However, life is not only about fighting and killing, but also about flies and dogs.

At this time, Master Wiegand was extremely glad that he had taken the time to learn the use of the magic shackles, otherwise he would have confessed today.

"Lock!".

Mage Wiegand opened his right hand to Sean, and a pale cyan illusory magic array lit up in his palm, and the thick cyan chains flew out continuously, heading towards Sean's body in circles and bundles.

As another protagonist in this process, Sean is also trying to suppress his own vindictive instinctive resistance.

He had to work hard, and if Zheng Shuang had taken this instinctive reaction of vindictiveness as his intention, Sean felt that he might not have a chance to explain.

With both sides working hard, Wiegand sealed all of Sean's vindictiveness without any waves.

If you ignore Sean's strong body that far surpasses that of a sixth-order warrior, he is indeed an "ordinary person" who can't use his fighting spirit at this moment.

"Put it on, and swear to me that you will never betray me and follow me for life. "

Zheng Shuang yawned, pulled out a slave collar and threw it to Sean.

In the process of subduing the Warcraft, Zheng Shuang was surprised to find that the key to making the slave collar take effect was not to recognize the identity of the slave, but to never betray and some kind of lifelong commitment.

After all, due to the different types of Warcraft, there is a huge difference in IQ, and some Warcraft really can't understand the concept of slaves.

Zheng Shuang could only change the meaning and let it try, but he didn't expect it to really succeed.

After many experiments, Zheng Shuang finally determined the bottom line of the slave collar.

Now that Sean is the first human to enjoy the new treatment, for most people, the change in the content of the oath is still very different.

Even when their lives are in danger, there are far fewer people willing to be slaves than those who are willing to be subordinates.

This is the preferring to die.

Although Zheng Shuang has not yet met a person who is not afraid of death in order to be a slave, Zheng Shuang firmly believes that there must be such a person in the world.

Because his soul has always been like this, and it has never changed.

Treating others with himself, Zheng Shuang is within a certain range, and he is also willing to respect the souls of others.

"I, Sean, swear to follow forever in this life...... Your Excellency, never betray!

Halfway through Sean's impassioned oath, he realized that he didn't know Zheng Shuang's name.

He chose the latter between questioning and gritting his teeth.

Sean's choice is based on evidence, in case Zheng Shuang is unwilling to reveal his name and identity, isn't this question an early death?

On the contrary, if you don't ask, there is at least one way out, no matter what the outcome is.

After completing the oath, Sean watched Zheng Shuang's reaction with apprehension, and Master Wiegand and the two young men and women also looked over with different emotions.

After all, no one wants to die.

Including Rabe, who is already cold, too, it's just that this unlucky guy has no choice.

"It's a shame...... You don't have to die. "

Zheng Shuang's big gasp made Sean fall from the world to hell, and then rebounded to heaven to the limit.

However, Zheng Shuang's next sentence made Sean's heart beat extremely fast.

"For the time being, old man Wiggan, lift the shackles of magic. "

Zheng Shuang said lightly.

The experiment of lowering his strength and using the slave collar was successful, and he had already sensed the connection between himself and Sean, and the life and death of this seventh-order warrior had a more direct control.

But the whole experiment is still halfway to completion, and if something goes wrong in the second half of the experiment, Sean will still have to die.

"No problem, Your Excellency!".

Wiegand seemed to see some of the doorways, and was very flexible in changing his title.

With a wave of his right hand, the magical shackles that had been hidden in Sean's body quickly shattered as if they had never existed.

"Ordinary people" Sean also gradually regained the aura of a seventh-order warrior.

But whether he can continue to live depends on Zheng Shuang's attitude.