949: Chapter 302: The Male Witch’s Death Contract (Part 3) 949: Chapter 302: The Male Witch’s Death Contract (Part 3) The Demon Kings were perplexed, the killing intent in the eyes of the Ninth Demon King had turned into uncertainty.
The sheer number of summoned Two-headed Abominations, those high-rank Abyss Beings, had erased any last trace of hope in her heart.
It was only now that she realized that her near destruction at the hands of Ye Yinzhu was not mere luck.
While the Demon Kings were mulling over their confusion, the Two-headed Abomination had already approached the Golden Wicked Sickle, raising its massive blade high.
The dazzling golden glow flickered, signaling that once the giant sickle fell, the life of the Golden Wicked Sickle would end forever, and its Lord rank position would be left for another to claim.
However, the massive sickle in the hands of the Two-headed Abomination did not fall.
Instead, it hung silently in the air as Gao Suba, standing in front of the Golden Wicked Sickle, slowly opened his mouth, “Destruction or submission?”
He raised one hand, and the purple-black glow on his fingers gradually turned white, sparkling with a unique luster.
The spirits of all the Demon Kings vibrated simultaneously, and a name came to mind, “Death Contract.”
This was an ability unique to Abyssal Creatures, or more specifically, to male witches.
Just as female witches have the innate ability to create Anti-magic Shields, male witches also possess their own powerful skill, the Death Contract.
The Death Contract can only be established with the plete agreement of the other party and has nothing to do with relative strength.
Generally speaking, Abyssal Beings do not fear death too much, so pared to the practicality of the Female Witch’s Anti-magic Shield, the male witch’s Death Contract is far less useful.
But once a Death Contract is established, the male witch gains plete control over the contracted creature, not only governing its life and death but also all of its actions.
Summoning a creature under a Death Contract does not require the expenditure of magic power, and once such a creature dies, it is dead forever.
The upper limit of Death Contracts is six, meaning that even the most powerful male witch can sign at most six Death Contracts simultaneously.
Generally, a male witch’s Death Contract may have some chance of success with lower-rank Abyss Beings, but only if they are pushed to extreme fear.
For high-rank Abyss Beings, it’s almost impossible to succeed.
After all, high-rank Abyss Beings possess a certain level of intelligence and, for them, death is certainly scary, but being controlled by a Death Contract is even more terrifying.
It’s important to know that this contract lasts until the creature’s life ends—should the male witch die, the contracted creature dies as well.
Once the contract is established, although it might prolong agony for a period, it’s an existence even more painful than death itself.
Gao Suba actually dared use the Death Contract on a distinguished Lord rank Golden Wicked Sickle?
A look of disdain nearly appeared in the eyes of each Demon King, the one exception being Weiya who suddenly thought of an important question: was Gao Suba truly able to summon so many Abyssal Creatures at once?
Was his magic power really that great?
If not, then there was only one explanation: his actions right now had succeeded before.
The Golden Wicked Sickle’s eyes, full of resentment, were fixed on its enemy.
Gao Suba’s eyes were also locked on it.
Suddenly, in a split second, just when everyone thought that Gao Suba couldn’t possibly plete the Death Contract without suffering backlash against himself.
The resentful eyes of the Golden Wicked Sickle suddenly became confused, and it gently nodded, its massive body giving up all struggle.
A pale light drifted from Gao Suba’s fingertips, branding itself directly upon the skull of the Golden Wicked Sickle.
The creature’s body trembled violently for the duration of ten breaths before it stopped.
With a flash of light, the Golden Wicked Sickle’s body vanished into thin air, along with five other Abominations.
The only one left in the middle of the arena was Ye Yinzhu.
“He, he actually succeeded?” gasped the Ninth Demon King, watching Gao Suba in the arena with an incredulous expression in her eyes.
Indeed, Gao Suba had succeeded, but not by his own strength.
The Demon Kings were correct in thinking that with Gao Suba’s abilities, it was impossible to intimidate a Golden Wicked Sickle into signing a Death Contract, not even the one previously killed by the Twelfth Demon King.
However, within Gao Suba was Ye Yinzhu.
As a Grand Necromancer Sorcerer, or rather, as a Holy Sorcerer, it wasn’t difficult for him to momentarily control the Golden Wicked Sickle’s spirit and make it agree to the contract.
After all, although the Golden Wicked Sickle’s offensive power was fearsome, it was actually barely into the Zi rank Realm, certainly not beyond Third Rank Zi rank strength.
How could its spirit possibly contend with Ye Yinzhu’s vast spiritual power, parable to that of an Abyss Demon King?
Ye Yinzhu had concealed his spiritual power very well.
With the two Soul Beads in his Spirit of the Sea, even if an Abyss Demon King was nearby, it would be impossible to spot the flaw.
“Who challenges?” The same question echoed once more, and this time, all Lords, without exception, lowered their heads, none daring to meet Ye Yinzhu’s gaze.
For the creatures summoned by the Death Contract do not require the host’s magic power.
‘Gao Suba’ had already summoned a powerful being like the Two-headed Abomination.
Now, with a Lord rank Golden Wicked Sickle and his own Witch Lord rank abilities, which Lord could contend with him?
Even among the lower-ranked of the Twelve Demon Kings, anxiety had already filled their hearts.
Ye Yinzhu repeated the same question three times, but none of the lords answered.
This low-end challenge had ended.
Turning around, Ye Yinzhu faced the eleven Demon Kings on the other platform, first bowing respectfully before saying, “Since no lord has challenged me, I would like to request the respected Great Demon King to mence my challenge to the Demon Kings.”
The Great Demon King slowly nodded.
The Demon Kings’ succession conference had reached this critical stage, a vital process that would change the positions of the Twelve Demon Kings.
“You may begin your challenge upwards, but remember, you have automatically bee the Twelfth Demon King, no longer a mere lord.
During the challenge, even if you win, you may not destroy any Demon King.”
Ye Yinzhu felt a stir in his heart, unaware whether this rule by the Black Demon Country was to preserve strength or a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Nonetheless, it was to be expected, as if a challenger were to win consecutively, it would decrease the number of Abyss Demon Masters in the Black Demon Country.
Also, prohibition against destruction greatly limited the challengers, for creatures of the Abyssal Plane increased their strength by devouring others—without the opportunity to replenish their power mid-way, it would be difficult to sustain a successful challenge.
Of course, this was of little concern to Ye Yinzhu.
“Yes.”
After his affirmative response, Ye Yinzhu slowly took a few steps back, facing the eleven Demon Kings perched upon the great rock, his gaze falling on the one at the very end.
In a flash, the Eleventh Demon King floated down from the rock.
Of all the twelve, she was the only one with an unsightly appearance.
Her stiff face bore some resemblance to Gao Suba, her aura extremely cold, with her deep purple eyes flickering with a sinister light.
“Eleventh Demon King, please.” ‘Gao Suba’ made a weling gesture, and a faint purple-black light rose from beneath his feet.
The Eleventh Demon King remained silent, but suddenly, her eyes lit up, and powerful magical fluctuations emanated from her body.
Soon after, nine rings of light burst forth, enlarging in the air and speeding towards Gao Suba.
Nine rings, some dark red, some purple-black, with varying shades, each represented a different magical spell, and all were auxiliary spells.
A true expert reveals themselves with a single move.
Just from the first offensive of the Eleventh Demon King, Ye Yinzhu clearly realized that this opponent was much stronger than the previous Twelfth Demon King and even stronger than the Ninth Demon King he had once faced.
It seemed that even without his arrival, the positions of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Black Demon Country were bound to change.
Although all nine rings from the Eleventh Demon King were auxiliary spells, that was precisely her cleverness.
She had seen Ye Yinzhu emerge from the Sun Moon Ice Ring and doubted her own could be much more potent than the Twelfth Demon King’s; without the Ice Ring’s desired effect, she would immediately be at a disadvantage.
However, these auxiliary spells were different.
The nine rings—bearing the power to inflict aging, sluggishness, fear, terror, among various other negative effects—if all attached to Ye Yinzhu, would mean that even the simplest of attacks could cause him significant harm, let alone the Sun Moon Ice Ring.
While the Sun Moon Ice Ring’s offensive power was formidable, for a Female Witch, the true terror lied in the Anti-magic Shield and the plethora of auxiliary spells.
With the help of these spells, her own and her troops’ offensive abilities could be maximized.
Even Ye Yinzhu in his true form dared not let all nine rings envelop him.
After all, it would not be possible for Gao Suba now to break free from these spells.
The nine rings greatly expanded after being cast, only to abruptly contract upon reaching Gao Suba, snaring him with no chance to dodge.
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