Chapter 1153: 359. Contract guarantee?
Archelon, sealed within the Magic Orb, chattered on and on.
At first, he stayed on topic, but as he spoke, he veered off into his own life story.
He was originally an engineer in the Tatis Empire. During an accidental venture with the army into a tomb to repair a wall, he was caught by the Undead Cult and was later transformed into an undead spirit.
Because of his rich experience and excellent performance in construction, design, and management, he received preferential treatment from Demon Bone, bypassing the miserable stage of low-grade acolytes and directly becoming a cultivator-level existence.
At that time, Archelon thought he had hit the jackpot, encountering a truly respected and virtuous ruler.
But later, he realized that some people who seemed to be alive were actually better off dead.
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After becoming an undead spirit, he only needed to replenish his soul energy to maintain a lively state of mind, never knowing exhaustion.
Since becoming a subordinate to Demon Bone, Archelon had not rested for even a day, working day and night, only able to relax and dance a bit, listen to songs when his stomach was at work.
He was quite kind to his own subordinates, though.
Whether those living corpses and skeletons understood the concept of rest or not, he would let them lie down and sleep underground after working for a while.
Anyway, Archelon had had enough; he was desperate to escape this ghostly place.
He had plotted to leave the territory of the Undead Cult and live as a Death Wizard somewhere outside of Alchemist Island.
But with high-level battle spirits all around, he was not a combat wizard and had not learned the invisibility spell, so there were no chances for him to see the light of day again.
Now, Archelon saw hope!
A mysterious and unknown Mighty Extraordinary Individual had appeared before him!
Though their meeting was a bit unfriendly, it didn’t matter; he was already dead. Patched up with undead materials and soul energy, he could have a brand-new body. noveldrama
The key was his soul.
As long as the soul of an undead spirit did not perish, there was the possibility of infinite resurrection.
For the sake of his soul, Archelon would do anything, even betray his current boss if necessary.
No, spit, what kind of lousy boss.
After working for it for so long, he hadn’t even gotten the remuneration he deserved, just some spell books, cultivation potions, meditation rooms, that sort of stuff.
Archelon had no interest in these.
What he wanted was freedom and the wealth that came with it after achieving freedom!
“Stop babbling and get to the point,” Noland Lee interrupted Archelon’s chatter with a cold voice:
“Tell me, what were you doing just now? What plans does Demon Bone have for the future?”
“Yes~ Your Excellency, this is how it was, I was just controlling the servants to check the energy pipeline network…” Archelon spoke obsequiously and rapidly, fearing that speaking slower would irritate the being outside of the orb:
“Once I have finished checking the energy pipeline network, I will gather soul energy and prepare for tonight’s test. As I mentioned just now, that signal tower still needs at least a month of testing to ensure normal operation. But that damned, subordinate-exploiting Demon Bone has moved the tower’s activation ceremony to tomorrow! If anything goes wrong, who will bear the responsibility if not us who slave away?”
The key information naturally fell into his hands.
Noland Lee pressed the Shadow Orb, calling upon the shadow energy within to completely seal Archelon away.
“Your Excellency, did you hear that? Demon Bone has moved the signal tower’s activation ceremony ahead,”
Noland Lee pondered and said:
“This might not be bad news for us. In no more than 22 hours, Nolin will have finished setting up the ‘Magic Theft’ runes inside the Soul Factory. We can use these magical runes to disrupt tomorrow’s activation ceremony.”
Noland Lee looked down at the Shadow Orb in his hand:
“If we focus on tomorrow’s activation ceremony, then this undead spirit can’t run into any trouble. He must complete the work assigned to him by Demon Bone on time to ensure that the ceremony proceeds normally tomorrow. What do you think?”
The Assassin Angel was silent for a few seconds before speaking:
“Sign a temporary soul contract with Archelon, take advantage of his desire to flee the Undead Cult, steady him, win him over, and let him continue to work while also gathering information about the Death Steel Soldier troop and Demon Bone. When this affair is over…”
The Assassin Angel paused:
“Eliminate him, leaving no loose ends.”
Noland Lee nodded slightly.
His plan was the same.
Traitors never had good endings.
The future that awaited Archelon was nothing but thorough death.
Noland Lee ran his hand over the Shadow Orb, releasing the energy shackles inside, allowing Archelon to hear the outside sound.
Using a disguised voice, Noland Lee said:
“Listen, complete the task I’ve given you, prove your worth.”
“Yes, yes, yes…”
Before Archelon could fawn, Noland Lee sent the crafted soul contract book over with “Mind Infusion.”
Archelon was stunned by this exquisite application of Mental Magic, profoundly stunned.
After all, he was an Eighth-Circle undeaed wizard.
According to what was said in the books, anyone who tried to use mental magic on him would inevitably be bitten by his magic heart filled with frost and death, without exception.
But now, this mysterious being right before him managed to evade the magic heart’s influence and stuffed a soul contract book into his head!