I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 136: Minotaur's Skull
three days later.

At night, in bed.

Rhodes suddenly felt the vibration of the bracelet given by the half-deer man Xiao Ke.

He pushed away Terry, who was sucking the food quickly.

Use [Tree Walker] to come to the Tamarisk area.

In the distance, the [Dark Vortex Rift] sand scroll that had begun to slow down three days ago, sped up again and became much larger in size.

The elf Callister came from behind.

She also noticed the movement.

"The ritual of the Dark Whirlpool Rift has been intensified, and the perpetrators are getting anxious."

Being anxious means that our cutting maze measures are more effective than we thought.

"How's the cutting maze going? Can it still hold up?"

"Thanks to your confidante, if this was a labyrinth without a consciousness, it would have been penetrated by now. I'm genuinely curious how a human like you managed to hook up with a labyrinth consciousness."

Rhodes smiled.

“It’s mainly about appreciating each other’s strengths.”

"Humph."

The elf ignored his fart, snorted coldly, and said:

"The probability of companion monsters appearing will likely decrease. After all, the main force of the ritual is now used to deal with the cutting maze, but the damage caused by the sand scroll is hard to say."

The sand and dust in the sand filled the sky, as if covering the sky with a thin film.

It is now October and the return of the monsoon season is approaching.

Looking at the current state of the desert, it is bound to be more violent than in previous years.

It's okay for Eselon because it has the Windwall Forest as a barrier, but other countries or tribes will suffer this year.

"I heard that you've been going out a lot lately. Have you found Farshad?"

Rhodes chatted.

"What does it have to do with you whether I go out or not?"

"."

You are the one who chokes people with your words.

Seeing Rhode's speechless face, Callister sighed and took the initiative to explain:

"On the one hand, there's Farshad. His concealment spells are getting better and better, and I'm almost unable to catch him. On the other hand, there are the dark elves. In several places where Farshad has stayed, there is a scent of dark elves. I'm afraid he will be corrupted."

Rod thought about Farshad's condition.

Apart from being involved with the tiefling boy, there seemed to be nothing particularly unusual.

"That shouldn't be the case. Farshad is the most normal elf I've ever seen."

In his shallow life, he knew three elves in total.

One is Callister in front of us, who often whips herself in the cabin.

One is the exiled yellow-haired elf from Emerald City, Georgi, a promiscuous man who specializes in slacking on fifty-year-old human ladies.

The last Farshad likes men.

Rod has been influenced by modern society. Although he is not gay, he is not so scared of it.

It is indeed relatively normal.

"You mean I'm abnormal?"

Callister's face darkened and smelled horribly bad.

Despite this, a hint of red could still be seen on the tips of her long ears.

Rhodes laughed.

Walking towards the edge of the Death Desert.

There was a small cutting maze there, which was their experimental site at that time.

Now is a good time to invite the Dragon Soul Naolin to come over for a meeting.

"Master!"

A girl in a black suspender dress peeked out from the pink ground, with two spiral dragon horns on her head and a thick dragon tail extending from the bottom of the dress, lying lazily on the ground.

On the snow-white skin, you can see scattered black dragon scales.

Naulin had a happy look on her face, and her two little hands were rubbing against each other on her slightly raised chest.

But when he saw his master followed by an elf lady with a nearly perfect appearance and figure, his face suddenly turned sad again. "Who is she?! Wuuwuwu. Master, you are cheating again!"

The Dragon Soul Girl is too jealous.

Rhodes had no choice but to quickly explain and then talked about the encounter with the bone dragon Megan in the Terror Field.

And asked about the risks and solutions.

In the past few days, the symbol bones of the bone dragon Megan have been vibrating wildly, urging him to make a deal.

"Who is Megan?"

Noulin asked dully.

"?"

The bone dragon lied?
It's impossible. The [resentment, hatred and fire] in her cannot be faked.

Other cursed dragons?
That's impossible. Naulin's personal information states that she is the only cursed dragon.

"Maybe it's because I don't have a physical body."

Callister said from the side.

"Although many people separate the functions of the body, soul, and spirit, they are actually very interconnected. One move can affect the entire body. Perhaps the loss of the body is the cause of the memory loss."

Her judgment of the dragon soul in front of her was the same as Ona's.

It was the red dragon Saban who was involved in the famous dragon falling incident.

This kind of thing is not unique on the continent. In the Bicui Court alone, there are two treasures that house dragon souls.

As for the contract between humans and cosmic creatures.
I have consulted a lot of information recently, but have not found a solution. I only know that this is an ancient contract spell [Soul Chain].

Listening to this guy, the contents of the contract are not a big deal to him. Perhaps observing their transaction up close will give me a better understanding of this spell.
Rod was a little disappointed when he asked Nolin but got no results.

When the Dragon Soul Girl saw her master's expression, she instantly became anxious.

He quickly took out a huge bull head skeleton from the pink soil.

The surface of the bones is engraved with twisted words and magical patterns, containing dark and evil spirituality and magic.

".This. This is for you."

"This is?"

"Someone earlier used a spell to sacrifice to the Salon Scroll, but I intercepted him."

"Well done."

Take the bull head skeleton.

Then he touched the Dragon Soul Girl's head approvingly.

"hey-hey."

[Naulin's obedience to you +2, current obedience: 52]

Rhodes handed the twisted skeleton to Calliste, asking her to help identify it.

"Human, how shameless are you? Forget about the forest, why should I help you with such a small matter?"

Say so.

But she still cast a few identification spells.

"This is the skull of a Minotaur. Twelve souls of this species are sealed within. Their strength in life was generally around level six or seven. As a sacrificial item, the cost is quite high."

"What does this thing do?"

"If you know any dwarves who can make alchemy and craft equipment, you could try locking them in an object. I wouldn't recommend it, though. They're filled with resentment and will wail all day long, releasing a mental shock that's quite persistent."

Resentment?
This seemed like something Noulin needed.

However, she said that only the resentment generated on the land of the open-air maze is useful.

And Callister doesn't need it either.

"Use the [Purification] to dissipate the souls inside. It seems they are not feeling well in there either."

Rod said.

Perhaps it was the ideas from his previous life that were at work, and he hoped that his soul could rest in peace.

After a while.

Callister used [Purification] to purify the soul inside the skull.

The dark evil power dissipated and turned back into pure light blue spirituality.

[Obtain a long-lasting blessing - 'Thanks from the Minotaur']

(End of this chapter)