Chapter 812

"I've changed my mind; you won't die so easily." Su Ming said ruthlessly.

"Death, for a precious creature like you, although scary, is not unacceptable."

"Long-lasting pain, I think you shouldn't be able to withstand it, right?"

"For you, pain is even scarier than death."

Saying this, Su Ming took out a sword blade burning with purple-blue soul flames.

It was burning with raging soul fire, and even occasionally emitting the shrill wails of dead souls.

"This sword is named Myriad Soul Condensing Fire, epic lower-tier."

"It is made from the resentment of thousands of miserable dead souls."

"Being cut by it, in an instant, the pain of ten thousand souls will penetrate deep into the bone marrow, merge into the soul, and make you feel the same."

"Tsk tsk, humans can't withstand this pain, and you..."

Su Ming looked him up and down and shook his head with a sigh.

Saying this, Su Ming gripped with one hand.

All the sword blades inserted into its body began to rotate together, enlarging the wounds.

At the same time, the Myriad Soul Condensing Fire sword also pointed at its brow, about to pierce in!

That intense pain, combined with Su Ming's enticing and step-by-step pressing words, forced it from both sides.

Wan Wu felt its soul beginning to tremble.

Every inch of cells in its body seemed to be roaring.

Agree to him quickly, agree to him quickly!

What human baseness, what dignity of a high-tier shapeshifter—none of it mattered at this moment!

It just wanted to no longer endure the pain!

Being a slave for ten thousand generations, bowing down—so be it!

No problem, no problem!

No problem!!

It roared hoarsely and desperately.

"I agree, I agree, don't torture me anymore!"

Seeing it surrender, Su Ming slowly withdrew his hand.

In Su Ming's heart, there was actually a bit of disappointment.

Unexpectedly, it submitted so quickly; Su Ming hadn't had enough fun yet.

Just now, through the Will Butterfly Parasite, Su Ming had caught a glimpse of some of Wan Wu's memory fragments.

It had parasitized many people's bodies along the way.

From just sneaking into human territory to now, it had climbed step by step.

It had devoured the bodies of lonely beggar boys, parasitized hardworking laboring fathers, and parasitized hopeful first-turn class-changing youths.

Many, many people were used by it as stepping stones, gnawed and killed, and then abandoned.

Such a creature could not be redeemed even in death.

So when Su Ming tortured it, he had no psychological burden.

"I am willing... to sign a slave contract with you."

It was tortured to the point of extreme weakness, saying in a thin voice.

"Very good." Su Ming nodded.

Subsequently, he directly called up the Supreme Rule Panel, preparing to sign the slave contract.

【Slave: Wan Wu】

【After signing this contract, you will be branded with a soul mark, never to betray your master Su Ming, never to violate his will, always to obey his will, always to hide his secrets, always to protect his allies, and always to oppose his enemies】

【Time Limit: 10,000 years】

【Method of Release: Su Ming's consent, or Su Ming's death】

【Method of Renewal: A word from Su Ming is enough to unconditionally extend the contract】

Seeing this extremely unfair contract, Wan Wu wanted to cry but had no tears.

Su Ming's brows frowned slightly.

"What, are you dissatisfied with the terms of your master?"

Saying this, his hand formed a sword finger, sword humming flickering around, almost about to strike again.

"It's okay, tell me where you are dissatisfied?" Su Ming smiled gently.

Seeing this terrifying scene, Wan Wu's hair stood on end.

It immediately had tears in its eyes and said sincerely.

"There is a sincere contract placed before me."

"How can I not choose to cherish it?"

"If there is a time limit for being a slave for you, I hope the time is... 10,000 years."

After saying this, it shed tears on the spot, extended a tentacle, and signed the contract.

In this instant, its soul was struck heavily, and a mysterious and unfathomable supreme power descended, completely turning it into Su Ming's slave.

There are many kinds of contracts.

For example, the one Su Ming signed with Meng Qing was a relatively equal ally contract.

Besides that, there are cooperation contracts, squad contracts, subordinate contracts, etc.

And the one with the least human rights is this slave contract.

Generally, only humble exotic beasts that have been beaten into submission would sign such a contract.

High-intelligence creatures would generally rather die than sign such a contract.

Wan Wu never dreamed it would have such a day.

Su Ming raised his hand, dissolving all the sword blades inserted into its body.

"Thank you... mas... ter."

It was extremely reluctant, yet it still had to say so.

Because its soul had already recognized its slave status.

"Go, use the body of the Cold-Drop Assassin Yuan Teng to make do for now."

Su Ming looked at Yuan Teng, who only had half a body left and was half-dead, and said.

"In the future, we will find a way to see if we can find you a sixth-turn body."

Once these words were spoken, Wan Wu's eyes were slightly shocked.

It originally thought that Su Ming, in order to suppress it, would not let it easily find a powerful host to occupy.

Unexpectedly, Su Ming actually directly allowed it to occupy Yuan Teng's body, which was also fifth-turn, not much worse than Zai Da's body.

Moreover, he even wanted to give it a sixth-turn body to occupy in the future.

Although this was just for Su Ming's own convenience in handling matters.

But it also made Wan Wu feel that it was not as bad as imagined.

Its dream was very simple: to constantly occupy and change to more powerful bodies and ascend to the ninth turn.

Rebuilding the glory of the shapeshifter race is its dream.

If following Su Ming could achieve this, it could... barely be considered acceptable.

This was the only way; things had come to this, and this kind of thinking could make it feel better.

It didn't hesitate, pouncing up, its body instantly covering the gasping Yuan Teng.