"Magical Beast... How can it force a Beamon priest to sign this kind of slave contract in other slave contracts?" Liu Zhenhan felt his head spinning.
"This world is defined by strength alone! You stupid Beamon!" The Evil-eye Tyrant laughed loudly: "You really are a tasteless Beamon priest! If you priests can enslave Magical Beasts, why can't we enslave you?"
"If you spare Guoguo, I'm willing to become your mental and physical slave, like a puppet walking in the world for you." Liu Zhenhan directly communicated with the tyrant with his mind. A large piece of his tongue had bitten off. Talking, or even moving slightly, caused agonizing pain.
The Evil-eye Tyrant's immense eye twitched. It suddenly found the Beamon's sudden calm a little terrifying. It tried to explore his mind again, only to find the shield of the great magician "Wheel of Moon" restarted.
