"Hehe... no one can find me..." Moor was happy. It was floating in the sky above the Dream Department Hall, but no one noticed it.

What's more, most of the current personnel have been called in to protect the safety of Yaris.

There are almost only the most basic security personnel left in the Orc Management Department, as well as the lady at the front desk.

The current notary office receives many orcs and humans every day to sign contracts, including slave contracts and employment contracts.

However, according to this lady's observation, the people who signed the employment contract did not seem to be repelled by orcs, and a large part of the people who signed the contract were even friends...

I don't know why...

Each person can sign a contract with up to ten orcs, how many more?

Maul floated around from the Orc Management Department, browsing the situation here with great interest, and then went straight to the topic, flying straight towards the source of magic.

"The powerful Maul will eventually devour everything... This shame will be repaid twice as much!"

"Speaking of which, this place is really big..."

Moore, who had never seen the world, couldn't help but feel terrified as he looked at the instruments in the Logistics Department of the Dream Division.

Placed on the shelf are magical pointing compasses that seem to follow wherever they fly, with their dim hands emerging from the bottom.

Stuffed in another cupboard was a neat standard pistol. The magic patterns engraved inside made the depressed Moore feel frightened.

It currently cannot even reach the level of magic power of a first-order nightmare.

When the third-level nightmare evolves, it will automatically squeeze almost all of its magic power and eventually stuff it into a hidden place, so that its own safety can be guaranteed.

These magic aggregates are naturally the medulla crystallization of nightmares.

Level 4 nightmares will shatter their own medulla crystals and turn them into free dust, which will be distributed throughout their bodies.

Unfortunately, this requires very strong power, so the third-level nightmare and the fourth-level nightmare are a powerful dividing line.

As for the fifth-level nightmare... Maul doesn't even know how to do it, it's better to keep his feet on the ground.

So, that is to say, Maul is now even less than what Merlin called "a walking magical mist"...

It's a little scared.

Malice coming from all directions kept its spirit screaming, urging it to escape at all times.

But... if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs! Since it has entered this poor place, it must be impossible to retreat!

To be honest, this misunderstanding is because there are really not many people in the Dream Department now, and those Dreamers who were supposed to be here have all gone to act as security guards...

Then, it saw a nightmare that was only stored in a magic vessel!

But in front of you, these similar ones are all more powerful than it is now!

It cursed a few words in a low voice, and its illusory figure shrunk a bit out of fear.

It finally knew why there were so many similar scents here. It turned out that this was a thief's den! A thrilling thief's den!

It quickly shuttled through the rows of shelves, and the needles on the compasses flashed rapidly, pointing to its position.

Hmm...that should be it.

It was a wooden door, and its magic power spurted out from the crack of the door, making Moir obsessed and feeling an unstoppable yearning.

This should be the place where its medulla crystals are preserved! There is no room for any mistakes!

"You will definitely feel the pain that I will double the compensation for you..." Moll screamed bitterly, stretched his body, and slipped through the crack in the door.

Here is an office. There is a sleeping child in it, covered with a blanket, and on the desk in front of it is exactly the crystallization of the medulla that it dreams of!

Moore approached the child cautiously, thinking that this would be its first target later.

This sight was incredible. This figure quickly coincided perfectly with the child in my memory...

This is the human child! Moreover, when it pounced towards him, a piece of its own body was inexplicably lost!

"Damn..." Moll carefully and cautiously squirmed his body and moved towards the medulla crystal in front of him.

We are about to meet...

The medulla crystal in front of me felt its owner, and the energy dust inside danced even more happily, as if dancing.

Three inches...two inches...one inch...

"Well...!" Moll suddenly discovered that his body could not move!

No matter how hard it is, no matter how deformed it is, it can no longer move forward even a little bit!

"Aha--"

Whose yawn is it...it's that child's!

Maul quickly looked towards Merlin, and the fear that surged up like a tidal wave continued to cleanse his soul.

The child in front of him gently covered his mouth with his left hand, with a trace of confusion still in his eyes.

However, the corners of his mouth are outlined, and the magic power between his eyes is hazy and profound. His right hand is held forward, and the magic power dancing on his fingertips is light and thin, without any deterrent effect.

And it is this inexplicable magic power that makes it unable to move, and even its thinking is faintly rigid...

Only now did it realize that the child was truly terrifying, not the ridiculously strong man...

In Merlin's body, Maul discovered an aura similar to Merlin's, but this level of life was beyond his reach.

When it was at its peak, the child in front of him could swallow even half of his own body without any effort...

"To be honest, I really don't understand..." Merlin yawned again, his eyes slowly opened wide, and the corners of his mouth turned up more and more, "Why are you still here."

The one who controls Merlin's body now is Nightmare Merlin. He thinks it is quite novel to occasionally adapt to this body.

"Let me go! The mighty Maul won't—oooo!"

Its body was forcefully dragged in front of Merlin. The child stretched out his hands and naturally pinched the rune creature's body and began to rub it randomly.

"You...you! Uh..." Moll's body began to deform rapidly as Merlin squeezed him, "Don't! Uh! That's too much! Uh! I'm...

..Ugh! Noble! Uaaah——!”

In the end, poor Maul was crushed into a small ball by him, like cotton just picked from the field. No matter how it struggled to break free, it could never escape the strong confinement imposed on it by Merlin!

"Okay~" Merlin smiled and pinched the small ball-shaped Maul in his hand with two fingers with satisfaction, "From now on, you will be my demon servant."

"How is it possible, my noble..." Moore found speechlessly that his voice had become much thinner, sounding both sharp and funny.

"You noble nightmare." Merlin slowly jumped off the sofa, picked it up with his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and used his ring finger to flick the small ball-shaped moir in front of him crazily.

I saw two small eyes opened on this blue floc, which looked very cute.

"Don't... knock it! Moore will never..."

Boom boom boom boom!

"Well!"

"you this!"

Boom boom boom boom!

"devil!"

"Stop knocking!"

"I beg you!"

"I promise you are not... an adult!"

After hearing these words, Merlin smiled with satisfaction, retracted his ring finger, opened his right hand, and a torrent of twisted magic power slowly appeared in the palm of his hand.

very scary......

Maul's body was shaking violently, and his eyes were twitching worriedly on his body.

"Anyone who gives it to you will love it for free." Merlin chuckled and stuffed the Maul in his hand into the magic vortex in his right hand.

But he saw a tiny magic pattern crawling up the back of Merlin's white hand like an earthworm, and finally extended to the nail cap of the ring finger of his right hand.

A very light and very light hexagram slowly emerged from the skin under Merlin's fingernails. In one stroke, Maul's unique mark was clearly and orderly carved out.

With a bang, the space opened slightly, and Moll's little body popped out of the gap.

"I'll borrow your time for four years," Merlin's voice said without any wavering. "After that, I will help you restore your magic power, even as a reward for being a demon servant."

"Yes, yes!" Moore's sharp voice burst out from the little ball, making Merlin dumbfounded.

But this is also bad luck... Merlin sighed to himself.

"You should have sensed the level of my magic power just now. When I need you in the future, I can help you recover your strength briefly. When you don't need it, you can stay within the contract spell."

"I understand...Moll will complete your orders..."

This guy really has no limits...

Even though it was only for a moment, Moore was still deeply shocked by what he perceived.

That is magic that transcends the level of life...could it be "that one"...

In an instant, it saw the black five-petal flower, endless and automatic without wind. As the petals opened and closed, the deep and evil bright blue-purple magic flowed along with the fragrance of the flowers.
Chapter completed!