Salin's instantaneous Cloud Walk was too fast, and no one saw clearly that Zola was hit by the blue electric current. The electric current wasn't too strong, just enough for Salin to complete the Ice Strike that he had prepared for a long time. Before that, Zola's body was paralyzed, and he couldn't control his muscles at all.
Zola was harmed by habitual thinking. Everyone knew that the demon hunter spider didn't know any magic. For a Sacred Swordsman, magic beasts that didn't know magic were relatively easier to deal with, at least they didn't have to worry about long-range attacks. Therefore, although Zola felt the threat of the demon hunter spider, he still didn't guard against the electric current attack. By the time he discovered the formation of the electric current, it was already too late.
Inside Daniel's undead flames, Banchagana suddenly opened his eyes and said doubtfully, "I think I feel … Master's aura!"
"I feel it too!" Diabinas was abnormally nervous.
"No, it seems to be Master's Thunder Dragon? But it's too far away! "Judy Keke also couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. They discovered this aura, which proved that coming to Myers Continent was the right choice. However, the three kings didn't dare to mention Shang Lan's name again, and returned to addressing him as Master.
The three kings didn't take Salin's battle seriously, and didn't even bother to observe it. Fighting with such a weak human was simply a disgrace to their impression of humans in their memories.
"Don't talk about Master behind his back!" Banchagana suggested. They were afraid that Shang Lan wasn't dead yet, and anything could happen to that person.
"Okay, let's sleep for a while." Diabinas didn't have the slightest irritation when mentioning Shang Lan.
"That's fine, anyway, Daniel will call us when we arrive." When Judy Keke mentioned Shang Lan, he didn't have his usual cleverness, and even directly neglected the source of that aura. They wanted to remove the scepter's restriction, and not to find Shang Lan.
Salin dispersed Cloud Walk, and a huge ice crystal appeared. Six ice crystals fused into one, and in the middle was Zola, who was sealed. Of course, Zola wasn't dead. His sword aura was frantically circulating in his body, preventing his muscles and blood from freezing. He was extremely depressed. If he mobilized the power in the scabbard, he could immediately shatter the ice crystal, but that would also cause irreparable damage to his body.
Salin grinned as he stood outside the ice crystal, inspecting everything inside. After waiting for more than ten minutes, he finally felt Zola's Sword Qi weaken.
This Sword Saint is very strong. I like him. Salin felt a little proud. This was the first time he had defeated a true powerhouse by himself. Zola's swordsmanship was exquisite, his Sword Qi was long and drawn out, and he had a powerful weapon. If the power in the scabbard exploded, Salin reckoned that he would be killed in an instant.
However, what was the point of this? Even such a powerful Sword Saint had been frozen by his magic and was slowly waiting to die.
Of course, Salin didn't want to kill Zola. He wanted to subdue this Sword Saint and make him his follower, so he didn't let Ainphent and Daniel help him. Zola would only accept this result if he defeated him alone.
Salin tapped the outside of the ice crystal with his finger. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. This was the first time his Witcher Spider had used its electric current ability in battle, and it immediately played a huge role. As long as no one knew about it beforehand, this ability would allow him to deal with even more powerful enemies.
Even someone like him, who was used to the negative state, couldn't move a finger after being hit by the Thunder Dragon. To deal with an electric current attack, one had to predict it in advance and have corresponding protective measures. Because the electric current attack was too fast, if one discovered the enemy using this kind of attack in battle, they wouldn't be able to react in time.
After another two minutes, Salin knew that if he didn't let Zola out, this Sword Saint would be completely destroyed by him. Salin released the magic he had prepared for a long time, dispersing the ice crystal formed by the Ice Strike. It was always easier to dispel his own magic, but Salin could now dispel magic below level three in battle, which saved a lot of magic strings. In other words, if he met a low-level Mage in the future, he only needed to use one magic and a dispel spell to deal with them.
Unfortunately, this kind of skill couldn't be perfected at the Great Mage level. Previous Mages had only studied low-level magic. If Salin wanted to learn how to dispel mid-level and high-level magic in battle, he would have to rely on his own long-term research.
The four Magical Beast Swordsmen watched the battle between Salin and Zola and completely gave up on the idea of resisting. If Zola's sword had attacked them, none of them would have been able to escape. That Mage had defeated Zola alone, and they didn't want to get in trouble.
The ice crystal disappeared, and Zola fell to the ground. He didn't have any strength left in his body. Salin's calculations were very accurate. The scabbard in his hand also fell into the snow and was picked up by a pirate, who handed it to Salin.
Salin probed the scabbard with his perception and found that it was blocked by an invisible force. This force was very thick, but it didn't have any damaging power. He didn't force himself to break through the obstruction. He had felt the aura inside the scabbard, and it was very terrifying. This scabbard was probably to prevent that power from leaking out.
"Can we have a good talk now?" Salin looked down at Zola from above. Zola's body was riddled with wounds, some caused by the Snow Kill, some caused by the Ice Strike, and most of them were frostbite injuries from the ice crystals. However, Zola's life force was strong, and his sword aura hadn't been cut off, so these injuries weren't difficult to recover from.
"It's my bad luck to be caught by you. I've already apologized, what else do you want?" Zola's breathing was still very smooth, and a string of words came out of his mouth without the slightest pause.
"You see, my friend is a necromancer." Salin pointed his finger at Ainphent.
Zola glanced at Ainphent. Ainphent had deliberately released his own aura, and even someone like Zola shuddered in his heart. On Ainphent's body, he found the unique aura that only the scabbard had. This person's murderous nature was very strong!
"I see it." Zola twisted his neck, trying to sit up, but found that he was locked on by Salin's perception. He gave up on his futile struggle.
"My friend lacks an undead creature to fight for him. Your body condition isn't bad, why don't you let him help you turn into an undead, and I'll forgive your offense. How about that?"
Zola said dejectedly, "Sir Mage, just tell me directly, what do you want me to do?"
Salin said seriously, "I'm not joking, because I feel that you won't agree to my request. I can only settle for the next best thing, and help my friend get a strong undead creature. You'll have your memories from when you were alive, and your swordsmanship will be there, but there won't be any sword aura. However, your power will increase, how about that? "
"Let's just talk about your request, I heard … that undead can't find women." Zola's answer was very shameless. Salin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "I need a strong follower. If you're willing, you don't have to be an undead anymore."
"I only have one request."
Seeing that Zola was still talking about conditions at this time, Salin hesitated and said, "Speak."
"I'll be your follower, and the four of them will be my subordinates." Zola pointed at the four Magical Beast Swordsmen.
"Hmm? Aren't they your enemies? "Salin looked at Zola, observing his reaction.
"What enemies? The only enemy of humans is themselves. The only reason the four of them survived was because I let them go. I don't want to kill these four, but if they go back, I'm afraid they won't survive. If I don't care about them, they'll either die or become bandits. No one would dare to take them in. "
"No one would dare to take them in? Do you think I dare? "
"You even dare to take me in, who else wouldn't you dare to take in?" Zola answered calmly.
Salin nodded and said, "We need to sign a contract. To be my follower, you won't just have to risk your life, you'll get all the benefits you deserve."
Zola twisted his neck and looked left and right, saying, "The people around you are all grotesque, and there isn't even a woman. I don't have much hope."
Salin saw that Zola's words were very different from Qin Yin's, and that many of his words were abrupt. He couldn't be bothered to continue chatting with him and said, "It's good that you agree. Let's begin now."
"Here?" Zola was astonished. Wasn't the mage too impatient? No matter what, he was a man of his word. Since he'd promised him, he wouldn't go back on his word for at least two to three years.
If Salin knew that Zola's credit would only last for two to three years, he would definitely let Ainphent take care of him and turn him into an undead. However, Salin had Ainphent's contract trap magic, so he wasn't afraid that Zola would go back on his word in the future.
Salin took out a high-level magic scroll with practiced ease and began to write its contents. The mist around his body dispersed once again. Without the protection of magic, the dragon's blood ink would freeze the moment it was taken out.
The high-level scroll floated in front of Salin. Salin held the magic pen in his hand and quickly wrote the terms of the contract, as well as the magic formation and the mageweath. Actually, this kind of magic could be written with an ordinary scroll, but the failure rate was on the high side. For a powerful Sword Saint, it was worth wasting a blank high-level scroll.
Zola didn't play any tricks. He knew that Salin couldn't deceive him. He left a drop of blood on the scroll, wrote his name, pressed his handprint, and left a trace of his mental strength. Mental strength existed at the level of a Sword Saint, and it was very close to the level of a mage.
The contract scroll burned and disappeared into the air, leaving nothing behind. Zola was shocked, but immediately calmed down.
"The four of you, come over and greet the new master." After Zola signed the contract, Salin no longer locked him in place and let him stand. Zola waved at the four Magical Beast Swordsmen.
The four Magical Beast Swordsmen left their mounts dejectedly and walked to Zola's side.
"The four of you, your captain is dead, but you didn't die. According to the rules of Cloud Flow, if you can't catch me, you'll die if you go back. Even if you catch me, I won't be able to serve the palace anymore. Your days in the future will be miserable. I'll give you a good path. This is Mage Salin, my … Master. I'll protect him in the future, and the same goes for you. "
"Zola, our family is still in Cloud Flow …" A Magical Beast Swordsman said with a long face.
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