How do I break the team invitation from my old enemy?

After walking out of the palace, Lin Wei was very absent-minded—this state was similar to his absent-mindedness in his previous life, and it rarely happened after a rebirth.

The battle between the two flame beasts in the cave has ended, one of them has a burnt black body exuding a burnt smell, and the other one has not yet left here, it is slowly licking the wound on its front leg, the body The elements are very full, but unfortunately the eyes are dull, probably also affected by the poisonous mist that the flowers have not completely dissipated.

Lin Wei walked slowly to its side. The human body is too small compared to the top monsters.

"You should like the abundance of magical elements outside." Lin Wei said to the monster.

Since this poor beast did not leave in time, what awaits it will be a master-slave contract that has no time to resist...

The Flame Demonic Beast looks like a Flame Lizard, its carapace is like dry cracked crimson rock, and sparks burst out from its body from time to time.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was affected by the poisonous mist and couldn't raise any sense of resistance, the contract was easily forged, and then the two walked out of this area, leaving the Flame Lizard here—it was too big to be like Jay Lal has been carried like that, so it will continue to live its usual life in the swamp, but it will appear by Lin Wei's side when the contract calls.

Neither of them brought up the previous topic again. They each rode a unicorn to shuttle through this desolate place as if they had just arrived in the swamp. When the swamp appeared ahead, Gerald would take the initiative to reinforce the ground.

Lin Wei was repeating certain syllables of the common language in the mainland, and his level has improved a lot these days.

"I still don't realize that it has any special purpose... although it sounds very natural."

"By the way, listen to this sentence." Lin Wei said this, stopped practicing, and read out a sentence with complex syllables - it is full of complex inversions and inflections, just like a singer uses to show off It is a piece of my own skill, and it is very difficult due to Lin Wei's lack of proficiency: "Is this the common language of the mainland? I don't think so."

"No," Juanyu replied after hearing this sentence: "Where did you hear that?"

"Goddess... a song that has been echoing in her dream, since it is not a common language, it must be the language of the elves." Lin Wei said.

Sitting on the unicorn's head, Gerald called out inexplicably. His voice was very tender, like a little monster just born. It probably recognized the syllable "elf" again.

The elemental elves don't have their own language, but because of their high intelligence, Lin Wei has no doubt that this little thing will be able to understand the meaning of most human languages ​​by hearing alone in a few years - it has firmly memorized it now "Ugly", "Goddess", "Elf" and "Contract", the first one is because Lin Wei has mentioned it several times, as for the other three - these are the two people who have often mentioned it recently.

The temple of the goddess is in the middle of the swamp. It seems that the closer you are to the temple, the more dormant monsters. This journey is much more thrilling than the previous few days - groups of blood bats hang upside down on the tops of dead trees, giant snakes in the water system A huge head and black eyes were exposed in the swamp.

It is not yet possible to guarantee a foolproof victory over the top monsters, but it can be a stalemate with them for a long time, and Lin Wei has the opportunity to seal the contract.

After merging the soul power scattered by the goddess, Lin Wei can now support many monsters with master-slave contracts, and the process of forming a contract is much easier, because the soul strength of the monster level can only be suppressed in front of him at this time.

But his mental power still couldn't match the power of his soul, so many bonds in a day made him drowsy, and he almost fell off the back of the unicorn a few times-in the end he took the unicorn He took it back, transferred to the body of the Juanyu, explained the general direction through soul communication, and then fell asleep without any worries.

The contract is still slowly deepening, until it is fully integrated with the soul, the summoner and his monster can achieve the most stable communication.

Lin Wei was mentally unstable, so the dream was very chaotic. He even dreamed that the goddess was holding a skeleton and sitting on Sandra wearing a magic robe, and Sandra gave him a bright red rose.

In the dream, Lin Wei took the rose in a daze, and his finger was cut by its sharp thorns. At this time, Sandra turned into a water snake who had just bonded with him, exuding the smell of a swamp. Then it turned into a long white skeleton...

When he woke up from these messy dreams, he found that the unicorn had slowed down, and the old castle gradually appeared in the black forest.

The temple of the goddess, its gates were once open to believers, and the walls were covered with vines. Even though the wooden doors have decayed and the vines have long since dried up, the lingering gloom still envelopes everything that steps into this place, and the breeze blows in the corridors. There is an empty echo in the room, the dry trees present a guarding posture, and the dark windows create an unfathomable impression, making people feel that there will be undead creatures poking their heads.

The unicorn was taken back by Lin Wei. He seemed to have not fully awakened from his sleep, and he seemed to be stupefied. He stared blankly at this, as if confirming something—he held Duanyu's wrist and led him away. Near the gate of decay.

Years have left layers of criss-cross marks on the gate, and the damp without sunlight has accelerated its decay. It is only because of the long silence around that it barely maintains its current standing posture.

Lin Wei stretched out his right hand and pushed lightly on the door—it trembled, the carvings and sawdust peeled off one after another, and then fell backwards with a bang.

After the loud noise, the dust settled, and the interior of the palace, which was no different from the dream of the goddess, appeared in front of my eyes.

The vast hall is empty, the huge eyes on the dome look down high, the walls and floors are engraved with the imprint of contracts, because the long years have fallen dust, and the lyre of the goddess stands in the center, the strings are stretched, waiting to come player's playing.

"Pluck the first string, and the passage to Siren Island will be opened." Lin Wei said, and took out the plectrum.

The moment the piano plectrum appeared from the space ring, it seemed that there was a connection between it and the harp—a thin layer of dust on the body and strings of the piano fell down one after another as if it had a consciousness of its own, revealing the dark The texture comes.

Its name is engraved on the back of the piano in human language and smooth and beautiful handwriting.

"Sigh of the Abyss," Lin Wei murmured, unable to take his eyes off the harp: "The seven strings are the most difficult to play of all harps...it has not been damaged in the slightest until today."

Juanyu suddenly sensed something wrong with his voice, and turned to look.

Seeing that he was still slightly awake and confused, but tears were falling from the sockets of his eyes, and a layer of mist was shrouded in the dark purple pupils.

"Lin Wei?"

"I'm sorry," Lin Wei took a deep breath, his voice trembling, and he reached out to wipe away the tears on his face: "It's because the soul breath left by the goddess is too strong, she is very sad, I have been receiving her pain since I woke up two days ago Influence, now also..."

Juanyu held his hand, and found that his fingers were cold now—the cold fingers were tightly held back, full of panic and uneasiness.

Lin Wei didn't speak anymore, and didn't look at the lyre anymore, he walked straight to the corner of the hall.

In the corner stood a black box with a copper-colored long lock.

His tears continued to fall uncontrollably. When his slightly trembling fingers touched the cold copper lock, the lock made a clicking sound and fell to the ground suddenly.

At this time, Juanyu has understood that Lin Wei is now more dominated by the will of the goddess.

"Don't look." He stretched out his hand to cover Lin Wei's eyes, the tears brought a moist touch, which turned cold after a short period of warmth.

Lin Wei shook his head violently, and broke away from Juanyu—he had never used such force before, and quickly opened the heavy box when Juanyu had no time to make the next move.

The hinge of the box lid creaked, and he let out a whimper that almost collapsed, and tremblingly picked up the contents of the box.

"Elvis..."