Chapter 230: Snake Hair Banshee III

"Ugh."
Stephen sighed, picked up his staff and knocked on the side of the snake-haired Banshee, slowly saying, "Do you want to die like that?"
wanna die?
Who the wants to die!
If he could live alive, who would want to die?
The Snake-haired Banshee couldn't help but stunned, raised his head slightly and stared at Stephen mockingly: "Speak! Evil wizard, what is your conspiracy? I won't be fooled again!"
"Conspiracy?" Stephen tilted his head and looked at the snake-haired banshee on the ground. "You are all down on the ground, holding your staff with a staff!"
"Do I need any more conspiracy against you?"
Hearing Stephen's words, the snake-haired banshee's strange face suddenly felt a little bit sad and angry, and what made her even more sad was that she thought the other person said something very reasonable.
But the monster girl would not easily admit defeat, so she stubbornly leaned her head on the dead duck's mouth and said: "Damn the wizard! If you want to kill, you will one day pay for your crime!"
Ha ha.
Stephen smiled and picked up the staff and gently tapped on the left face of the snake-haired banshee, slowly saying: "After playing for so long, haven't you found that we are not in the same group as the shaman who imprisoned you? "
"Did you say you are blind?"
"Yes! Forget you are really blind!"
Hearing Stephen's words, the Serpentine Banshee was suddenly agitated, and she had just struggled to wriggle, a trace of entropy caught her body, and the Serpentine Banshee twitched violently.
"what!!!……"
The Snake-haired Banshee is now full of fear about the entropic fire, watching the six flames floating around Stephen's body, gritting his teeth and saying: "All wizards should be damn!"
Stephen is still a slow expression, leisurely said: "There are also very damn, generally and less right?"
"Maybe we are the kind?"
The snake-haired Banshee was a little dizzy by Stephen. If someone else brushed her mouth like this, she would have turned the person into a stone man. But today she met a more ruthless one, not only could not refute the other side, but also slightly resisted and rubbed on the ground by the other side.
"I admit that the wizards of this world are a bit fucking."
Stephen shrugged and said, "But if it's all damn, then it's over. At most half of the people are right. The other half are completely because of the environment."
"I am a neutral person."
"So all the remarks are too much. A bit of suspicion of map guns, at most half of the wizards are damn, and there are still a lot of people in the other half. For example, I, and many I know Sorcerer, although they occasionally use monsters to do some experiments to refine potions, but this is very normal. There are still a lot of cannibalism in your monsters. Isn’t it different for us?"
"You can't be so extreme. It's the same with being a monster."
"Do I think that all monsters should be damned because many monsters are bad? If that is the case, you are now a dead body."
He picked up the staff and nodded the snake-haired banshee's head, and continued: "It is the black wizard who digs out your eyes is the black wizard of the dead quagmire, and it is also them who imprison you here. You have the debt and the lord, you find them I don’t care about the troubles, but you turned our people into stones, which is a bit unreasonable."
"Like you said."
"Everyone needs to pay for what they do!"
"right now."
"It's your turn to pay the price!"
Stephen looked a bit at a loss, and seemed to be a snake-haired banshee who was a little bit embarrassed by his reason. Slowly said: "Now. You have two options."
"The first one is that I killed you."
"Use your life as the price of everything you do!"
A trace of murderous intentions emerged.
Entropy's Arcane Fire hovered around the body of the Snake-haired Banshee, as if Stephen had a little thought, she would be completely overwhelmed by Entropy's Arcane Fire, thinking of the severe pain that stabbed into the bone marrow, even the Snake-haired Banshee Can't help shaking.
Stephen's killing intention only existed for a moment, and then he said: "The second choice is to atone for everything you do for yourself."
"And the most important crime is to offend and attack me. You challenge the majesty of a legendary alchemist, and you will pay for it! According to my previous habits, you should make a specimen Inside the laboratory, but since coming to this world, I seem to have a better temper than before."
"So I will give you a more forgiving punishment."
"A bond of slavery."
"You have served me as my servant for 20 years, and I will give you freedom after 20 years. You should know this Stygian contract, since you are a demon body snake, she must have automatically obtained a high Part of the knowledge inherited by the first-order monster."
specimen.
Although she didn't know what this meant, the snake-haired banshee shivered inexplicably.
Stephen stared at her calmly, with no sympathy in her eyes, believing that as long as she chose the first one, those arcane fires around her body would instantly turn her into coke.
The snake-haired banshee was silent.
Stephen's choice is not benevolent, either to die or to become a servant, there is no other choice.
Want to live?
Still want to be free?
If you are still alive, you may regain your freedom, but if you die, you will really have nothing.
The Snake-haired Banshee slowly raised her head and said, "I can accept this contract as your servant, but you must ensure that I have the power of revenge!"
"I'm going to kill them!"
"Give them the pain they put on me!"
An unforgettable hatred.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this hatred that the Snake Hair Banshee can break through the boundaries of the legend, not only gaining the ability to petrify Aura, but also losing sight of the eyes and connecting with the Snake Hair to restore vision.
The power of hatred.
This power is easier to obtain than the power of love~EbookFREE.me~ because hating someone is much easier than loving someone.
Stephen looked at her expressionlessly and nodded slowly: "Yes."
"You have the power to avenge the dark wizard!"
Let me see how far the power of hatred can make a monster grow! Hatred has made you an incredible mutation. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that those dark wizards did not kill you after digging out their eyes?
"I accept the contract. Master."
The Snake-haired Banshee struggled to get up and took the forehead closer to the contractual mark formed by the power of the soul. With a mark of the soul left, a lightning-like pale golden emblem appeared on the forehead of the Snake-haired Banshee. .
With the contract established.
Stephen withdrew the surrounding fire and slowly said, "What's your name?"
……………….
a