Wizard's Journey

Chapter 891 The Devil's Contract

Seven days later.

Holding the intelligence reward from the military region, a large plate of fresh meat soup and mashed potatoes, Situ Mo burst into tears!

Of the seven people, only he managed to escape in a sorry state, but what he faced was something even more despairing and heartbreaking.

"Where is my wife? Where is my daughter?!"

Upon returning to the refugee camp, finding no sign of his wife and daughter, the utterly disheveled Si Chutuo roared like a wolf. The two women left behind caught a whiff of the aroma of meat broth and mashed potatoes, and their eyes lit up!

"Haha, so it's Brother Mo who's back. Your daughter had a high fever three days ago and died. We were heartbroken for a long time. What a lovely little girl she was."

As she spoke, the woman moved closer to Situ Mo, her aged, sallow body trying to project a semblance of beauty.

"Your wife has been starving for days. She left the day before yesterday and hasn't returned yet. Maybe she went out with some hunting party, or maybe she went to solicit customers. Who knows? But I..."

"roll!"

Upon hearing the news of his daughter's death, Situ Mo was utterly devastated.

Then he thought of how he couldn't even support his wife and let her go hungry. Overwhelmed with guilt and remorse, he burst into tears.

……

It was already late at night, and there was no trace of his wife in the military area. Perhaps she had gone outside.

A frail woman goes out into the world...

Situ Mo sat alone on the bed, next to a plate of rotten mashed potatoes and meat soup that was gradually being eroded by the chaotic aura, and several pairs of eyes peering out from the darkness, enduring hunger.

Situ Mo tried hard to recall everything that had happened in this world.

In the past, the study of philosophy surpassed everything else in the world of spirits. At the height of their civilization, based on ancient theories of family organizations and social institutions, it was believed that there were unknown worlds beyond the world of spirits, and that the spirits were not alone, nor were they the only civilized beings.

If we can enter these worlds and acquire the civilizations and resources of other beings, the spiritual society will surely reach a new peak!

Based on this theory, some social organizations and ancient families began secret research and achieved some undisclosed research results.

Once upon a time, the Situ family, as one of many ancient and glorious families, also carried out secret research, and hundreds of years ago, they accidentally achieved a success: a leather contract that could not be destroyed by any means, imprinted with spiritual or soul-like script that could be understood simply by touching it.

This scroll, which far surpasses the civilization system of the Spirit People society, could not possibly have originated from the Spirit People world.

Its existence has even overturned some of the scientific understandings of the spiritual society.

Thus, this scroll became the Situ family's top secret. Generations of the family studied it tirelessly and conducted experiments according to the markings on the scroll, but nothing happened. It seems that the scroll was damaged during the process of being acquired by the Situ family.

Centuries have passed...

According to the secrets of the Situ family, not only their own family, but other families have also obtained some information proving the existence of other worlds. Some large social organizations have even begun to try to open channels connecting other worlds for people to study more deeply!

Thus, the major powers began a competition, attempting to gain an advantage in this fifth great revolution in the world.

Then one day, a strange world named Chaos opened up on a day that the Spirit People would forever commemorate. This day, which was originally called the era of civilization, was the beginning of the end of Chaos!

Even today, the spirits still tell the story of everything that happened in this world on the day of the end of chaos.

What was originally just a one-nanometer spacetime rift, on the day it opened, seemed to break a demonic seal, with a torrent of highly radioactive, hazy, chaotic mist gushing out and expanding the rift without limit. Soon, all the researchers in the base died. Once the rift opened, it began to expand uncontrollably and infinitely.

The billowing, chaotic mist, like the claws of a demon, spread throughout the world along with the rifts in spacetime.

In the initial period, in this world filled with chaotic fog, the Spirit People society began a mass extinction. Corpses were everywhere in large cities, and the nights were eerily quiet. Since its birth, the Spirit People civilization had never experienced such a catastrophe. The joint disaster response organization in the temporary cities of various countries attempted to save the Spirit People civilization and achieved some initial success.

The United Nations, which originally had the potential to save the Spirit Civilization, has completely lost all hope due to the appearance of a few chaotic creatures!

These chaotic creatures possessed powers that defied scientific theory, making them virtually impossible for any weaponry to threaten. After easily annihilating the United Nations, they wreaked havoc in the world of spirits for quite some time before gradually subsiding, seemingly adapting to and changing this world.

Thus, the spirits lingered on in the end times, while the world was gradually occupied by larger, more adaptable creatures and biological groups that were polluted by the chaotic fog.

Glug! Glug! Glug! Glug...

Situ Mo could hear his own heartbeat. His wife and daughter were no longer there. He was utterly despondent, and everything about him seemed to have lost its meaning.

Situ Mo harbors hatred for this world and is determined to change it!

It was midnight again, and suddenly, the low, hoarse murmur that had been just a dream came out of Situ Mo’s ears with unusual clarity.

"Hehehehe, all you need to do is take a stone at midnight, spin it twelve times in front of a mirror, and you can summon me to grant you any wish you can afford the price for, hehehehe..."

With a "whoosh," Situ Mo stood up.

This time, Situ Mo felt it exceptionally clearly. The voice did not come from his dream at all, but from his greatest treasure, the strange leather scroll on his chest!

His pale face and sudden change in demeanor made the people who were eyeing the broth and mashed potatoes tense up.

Situ Mo was panting heavily, his expression filled with doubt and uncertainty. As a spiritual being with normal intelligence who had received scientific education, Situ Mo would never have tried anything under any circumstances. Otherwise, what would be the difference between him and a lunatic?

Spinning around in front of a mirror at midnight with a rock in your hand?!

However, at this moment...

Give me your mirror, and this plate of mashed potatoes and broth is yours.

Situ Mo suddenly walked up to a haggard-looking woman who was pretending to be dreaming and said something. Before the woman could answer, the man next to her sat up abruptly in bed, excitedly exclaiming incredulously, "Change! I'll change!"

After throwing the mirror at Situ Mo, the man snatched the meat soup and mashed potatoes from Situ Mo's hand and devoured them recklessly.

"Hey! You heartless bastard, give me some!"

After taking the mirror, Situ Mo left the room.

The night is extremely dangerous, not only from the outside world but also from the sky. Some vampire bats often drag people away without them noticing. However, at this moment, Situ Mo, who was filled with malevolence, couldn't care less about such things.

With a small dressing mirror placed in front of him and a stone in hand, Situ Mo actually did something like a madman, circling the mirror twelve times at midnight!

Situ Mo waited quietly; the surroundings were utterly silent, and nothing unusual happened.

"hateful!"

After a while, Situ Mo picked up the dressing mirror in frustration and anger, but it was likely that the lump of meat soup and mashed potatoes had already been eaten by someone else.

"Hehehehehe, you've finally summoned my will! You weak creature, you lowly being, whatever your wish, I can grant it!"

A gloomy, somber laugh echoed through the room.

In the dressing mirror, a gray-white mask with spiral patterns appeared, its two-colored eyes like two will-o'-the-wisps, eerie and mysterious, full of the unknown and ominous aura, yet at the same time... it was filled with endless power, a power that people longed for!

"Are you also a being from the chaotic world?"

Situ Mo asked.

"A chaotic world? No, I've never heard of such a world. You may call me the Annihilation Wizard. All you need to know is that I can grant any wish you... as long as you can afford the price!"

"I want to become stronger, as strong as an evolved human! What... what do I need to give up?"

Situ Mo asked impatiently, his heart aching as he wondered what he still had that the other party needed.

"Hehehehe, I can grant your wish immediately, and you will instantly become as strong as an evolved human! The price you will have to pay is... your soul after death! Sign the contract according to my instructions, and your wish will be granted immediately."

A new contract was painstakingly squeezed out from the mercury mirror screen.

It was stained with Grimm's blood, clearly a "devil's contract" that Grimm had obtained during his wizarding apprenticeship!

"Hahaha, what use is my soul after I die...?"

(End of this chapter)