Wearing an eye patch, a hooded cloak, and black leather armor, Blake walked in the slightly dim cabin, with scars on his exposed cheeks that were scary.

There is also a decoration of Gul'dan's Skull hanging on his chest, and the magic of shadows will surround him when he walks.

Behind him were several thick and powerful Ravage Orcs, who carried weapons and were full of violent aura as guards, and a one-eyed orc warlock with a bone staff and a sinister face as "Magic Advisor".

This style already has a hint of the temperament of a big villain.

"Back to the topic just now, since high-level warlocks have their own grimoires, which are symbols of status. Then what about Gul'dan's grimoire?"

Blake kicked open the hatch next to him and made a gesture.

The violent orcs behind him immediately rushed in like wolves and tigers, grabbed the two black-toothed orcs who were resting among them, threw them aside, and beat and kicked them to get out!

This cabin has been requisitioned by the captain!

The pirates didn't even look at the two unfortunate guys.

He strode into the cabin and asked casually:

"A great warlock like him must have his own grimoire, right? When I killed him, I didn't find any trophies similar to the grimoire on him."

"Maybe I didn't bring it with me."

Evil Eye carefully glanced at the Skull of Gul'dan hanging on Blake's chest, which had an extremely evil aura, and he replied:

"Captain, you have to understand that for a powerful warlock like Gul'dan, it doesn't mean much to him whether there is a magic book amplification when casting spells. It was he who created the way of the warlock.

All the warlock spells currently circulating have his traces in them.

But Gul'dan does have a grimoire.

I have seen it with my own eyes. It contains countless secrets of evil energy and shadow. It is also valuable knowledge that all the warlocks of the Shadow Council are eager to borrow.

That grimoire may be in the hands of Tarongor or Cho'gall now.

The two of them are Gul'dan's apprentices and his most trusted subordinates."

"Yeah?"

Blake shook his head regretfully.

Talon Bloodfiend is still being hunted by Lothar's coalition forces on the eastern continent.

Cho'gall went to the continent of Kalimdor again under the call of the old days and the ancient gods of this world.

He is still facing the pursuit of Hell, and he won't have time to go find those two guys to find Gul'dan's grimoire for a while, so he can only put aside this thought for the time being.

The human pirate looked at the little devil seal in his hand and asked the orc warlock standing hunched beside him:

"When summoning a demon for the first time, do I need to pay attention to anything?"

Xie Yan shook his head when he heard this and said:

"The devil imp is just the weakest of all devils, and it is very safe to summon it.

Even if it gets out of control, it won't cause damage. As captain, you are such a powerful assassin, you can kill those cunning and crazy little devils with just one knife.

Use the magic seal with a weak soul to summon the imp from the twisted void...

Right, that is it!

Captain, control the magic injection.

Ah, your skills in controlling magic are so perfect. You will definitely become a powerful warlock like Gul'dan in the future. No, you will definitely surpass that loser.

You will become the Warlock King of Azeroth!"

Amidst the vulgar flattery of the orc warlock, Blake injected the magic power in his body into the little ghost mark, and received a fragment of the soul stone from the evil eye.

Among them are broken souls.

Even stronger demons would not like this scrap-like thing, but it is enough to seduce demons and brats.

"Buzz"

The dark green evil fire quickly ignited from the black magic seal and spread to the entire edge of the magic seal. Blake felt that the magic seal was melting.

As soon as he threw it away, the burning magic seal flew out, fell to the ground, and burned into a small oval portal.

It has a faint stench of evil burnt energy.

The next moment, a short guy jumped out of the portal.

It is less than half a meter tall, about the same height as Blake's little fishman Benbolba, but it is much thinner than Benbolba who is well fed and bathed in dragon's blood.

Just like a hemp pole.

The body is green skinned, skinny and skinny, with claws and legs. The legs are the same as those of other demons, and are recurved like sheep's hooves.

There is also a slender tail that wags around.

This guy has the same ears as elves, no, slenderer than elves, a pair of green eyes, and two twisted devil horns on the top of his head.

The pointed beak and monkey cheeks look similar to those of goblins.

As soon as it appeared, it let out a sharp, harsh and gloomy laugh, and green evil fire danced on its small body, which proved its identity.

This is a real demon.

Although Blake could crush it to death with a full kick, it was indeed a demon.

After it jumped out, it cheered, grabbed the soul stone fragment in front of the magic seal, held it in its paws, and planned to feast on it. However, it soon discovered that there was a hunched-over orc and a man with an eyepatch on his face.

A human with burns on his body and still wearing a hood is looking at it.

This made the kid immediately take a step back, still holding the soul stone fragment in its arms, with a wary look on Chou Chou's face. After seeing that neither of the two guys attacked, it flexibly turned over on the spot.

He waved a strange contract paper wrapped with blood in his paw, and in a sharp, deliberately low and fierce voice, he pretended to shout:

"I, the hypocrite, the tyrant, the evil one Daglop, come to make a contract! Which of you is the warlock who summoned me! Sign a blood contract with me quickly, and..."

"Mrgllll glrrm gl!!!"

Before its pretentious voice could finish shouting, it was interrupted by a noisy scream, and Benbolba, who had been awakened by the imp, poked his head out of the leather bag around Black's waist.

At a glance, he saw the smelly kid in front of him.

Little fish people have great personalities.

After being adopted by Blake and strengthened by dragon blood, its personality became more and more obvious.

It hated the smell of demons, and the anxiety made the amphibian very unrestrained, and it screamed and jumped out of Blake's arms.

Waving his "Little Fishman Version of Devil's Strike" dagger, he scratched several scars on the Devil Imp's body, causing the latter to scream loudly, but it also aroused the Little Fishman's even more manic desire to attack.

It punched the kid in the face fiercely, causing the kid to roll over on the spot, and was then ridden by a violent fishman and beaten crazily.

The kid also screamed and threw out the only demonic spell he had.

But the scorching, small evil energy arrow hit Ben Boer Ba's body, and it was difficult to even break the skin.

Blake was full of interest in watching the noobs pecking each other, while Evil Eye picked up the bloody contract that the kid had just waved from the ground, took a look at it, and was horrified.

He turned to Blake and shouted:

"Quick! Captain! Drive that little devil away! This is not the first time it has made a contract. It has also signed a contract with a powerful demon before. This cunning bastard will attract that big guy!"

"Um?"

Blake immediately frowned and was about to cut off the supply of magic power and expel the brat back to the Twisting Nether.

But the next moment, the door of this cabin was pushed open.

Meili Dongfeng, who was holding a pine stick, frowned and walked in with weak steps. He glanced at the demon summoning scene in front of him with his rotten eyes.

The next moment, the old mage let out a disdainful snort.

"Maintain the summons! How did Gul'dan teach you warlocks? You don't even have this kind of vision! The contract between this kid and the high-level demon has obviously been broken.

It should have been actively destroyed by high-level demons."

Merry Dongfeng flicked his fingers and threw a light shield shining with arcane arc light in front of his eyes, trapping the little devil and the little murloc in it, like a downgraded version of a beast-fighting cage.

He observed with great interest the little devil who was fatly beaten by the little fish man, and the ferocious little fish man who had been strengthened by the dragon's blood.

After a few seconds, he said:

"Steady summoning, cut off the magic thread, Black, leave this little devil in the material world. I am very curious about it, a little devil that can be signed by a high-level devil.

It must have an extraordinary story."

"Okay, Master!"

Blake immediately did so.

As the injection of magic stabilized and the evil energy portal formed by burning the imp's demon seal solidified, Blake's first warlock summoning ended.

But the kid he summoned had a contract.

This situation is not normal.

Theoretically speaking, after the little demons in the Twisting Nether sign a soul contract with other summoners, they will not respond to the second summons.

Their weak souls cannot carry multiple levels of contracts.
To be continued...