"A hundred years? A thousand years?"
"You have still returned to this altar, the bloodline of the Russell Family."
Copperfield's pupils constricted. This hoarse voice actually didn't come from the altar in front of him.
Instead, it came from the depths of Copperfield's own heart.
The owner of that voice seemed to know what Copperfield was thinking and continued to speak, "Ever since the Russell family awakened Elegy, I've been sleeping in it."
"Only by returning to this altar can I be awakened."
"I remember a few hundred years ago, or how long ago was it? It doesn't matter. That should be the first ancestor of the Russell Family who awakened the elegy."
"You actually think that the power I've given you is evil?"
"You're not willing to sign a contract..."
This voice seemed to have been unable to speak for far too long and felt very stifled.
Copperfield could only feel the clamor in the voice.
Just as Copperfield made up his mind to come to the altar, he had already mentally prepared himself.
"On this Titan Continent, strength isn't the only standard."
"But everything requires strength as a foundation."
"Father fought on the battlefield. Not only was he a meritorious minister of the country, but he could also be said to have given his all."
"But in the end? He was framed and killed by the nobles of the world who lived far from the battlefield. Even after his death, they had the face to push all the blame onto father."
"Such a system."
"How can it not be defeated?"
"Such a country."
"How can the people live in peace?"
"All kinds of despicable, shameless, despicable, and dirty methods. The nobles of the world will do anything."
"Without the power to flatten everything, how can I take revenge on this dirty system?"
"How can I pay respects to my father's soul in Heaven?"
"So what if I sell my soul?"
"Even if I transform into darkness and end up embracing the shadow, I will still fight my way out of this filthy and evil land."
Copperfield's mind was filled with the memories of his past powerlessness and all the blood oaths he had made.
"Even if I go deep into Hell and transform into an evil spirit,
"I will definitely break through this disgusting power system
"I will kill all the magical beasts that have taken away my family."
After a long time, Copperfield stopped the chattering voice.
He spoke without a trace of emotion.
"Sign the contract."
In an instant, deathly stillness spread.
Copperfield's consciousness sank.
A huge city gate stood in front of Copperfield, revealing a thick aura of death.
Copperfield did not hesitate and stepped forward to push the huge gate.
As Copperfield pushed open the huge gate, cold fog and grayish-white flotsam floated out from the crack of the gate. At the same time, there was also a strange feeling, containing the aura of death and silence.
Copperfield looked inside the door. What he saw was a white fog. Through the white fog, he could vaguely see the buildings standing in the distance. This was Hell.
Buzz...
A wave that only Copperfield could sense came from Elegy. He felt that Elegy seemed to be resonating with something in the depths of this strange city.
Copperfield saw this and continued to walk into the white fog in front of him.
In the white fog, the chill that had caused Copperfield's soul to feel waves of piercing pain quietly receded. Instead, it was replaced by a fear that was engraved in the depths of his soul and came from the deepest part of his bloodline. This had nothing to do with Copperfield himself, this fear was an instinctive rejection of this aura of death.
"You don't want to die yet, right?"
The voice that had just appeared from the altar rang out from behind Copperfield.
Copperfield turned his head to look.
A skeleton dressed in formal attire with an exquisite round monocle stuck in its mouth and a skull covered in black veins stood behind him.
A faint green flame flickered within the eyes of the skeleton as it pointed towards the city deep within the dense fog.
The skeleton in front of him didn't reveal the slightest trace of soul power. However, when he stood in front of Copperfield, Copperfield could feel the difference between heaven and earth in this being.
"I was the last person to sign a contract with Elegy."
"Looking at my current appearance, you can also think that I'm a demon from the depths of Hell."
Copperfield didn't speak. The skeleton in front of him gave him a strong sense of comical strangeness.
He instinctively believed that the skeleton's words were less than 10% true.
"There's no need for me to lie to you. After all, we are about to sign a contract. Hehehe."
As if it knew what Copperfield was thinking, the skeleton spoke.
"Behind the depths of the fog is Hell. Yes, it is the Hell that you know."
"What you can do now is to enter into a contract with me."
"As for unraveling the secret of your family's soul, go deep into Hell."
"If you have that kind of power, all your enemies outside should have already gone to sleep."
The skeleton knew that Copperfield would not speak easily, so it began to speak on its own.
A moment later, Copperfield raised his hand and interrupted the chattering skeleton.
There was nothing else he could do. It was too noisy.
"Then let's sign a contract. You don't have to worry about the rest."
"Hahaha, it's really straightforward. The way to sign a contract is very simple. Just drop your blood on Elegy in Hell."
"As for the changes after signing a contract, guess what you'll get when you make a contract with a demon. The surprises will be much more than that."
"Oh right, there's also another soul in your body."
Hearing this, Copperfield was surprised for the first time.
"When your soul power reaches a certain level, you'll naturally be able to use it. The current you aren't qualified."
"I only have a vague feeling about it. After all, even I have never seen a person possessing two souls."
At this point, the skeleton's tone became serious for the first time.
"Alright, hurry up and sign the contract. Then, walk out of that door and you can return to the normal world."
Copperfield bit his fingertip and slowly dripped his blood onto Elegy. Following that, an aura of death wafted out from the depths of Hell and entered the instrument.
Copperfield finally raised his head and looked at the towering city tower in the distance. Without saying anything, he turned around and left. He would personally search for all the secrets. Copperfield would not easily believe what the skeleton said, so he might as well not listen, he did not want it to interfere with his own judgment.
The skeleton looked at Copperfield's back as he left and muttered, "Two souls. This little brat has a lot of secrets. Hehe, perhaps he can really achieve what I never could have."
With that, the skeleton looked back at the tower in the depths of Hell and disappeared back into the white fog.