Looking at the Instance boss and the puppet again now, Qiu Ming's feelings were completely different from before.
He felt very relaxed and under no pressure.
He had no ability to resist this puppet before, and even thought he was going to die.
But now, the situation is completely different. He won't die; it's this puppet and the Instance boss who should die.
He completely disregarded these two individuals.
This puppet does possess some power, but so what? Compared to the evil spirit within him, it is far inferior.
Qiu Ming looked at the Instance boss, the warden of the Netherworld House.
He planned to target the warden first, since this Instance boss was the weakest.
He was already imagining the scene of the BOSS being torn apart by evil spirits.
His body suddenly stirred, and a black ghost emerged from within him, separating him from the warden.
The enormous ghostly figure exuded a chilling aura, as if it could freeze the surroundings.
The ghostly figure's body had changed drastically compared to before.
Just now its body was translucent, but now it has turned completely black, as if it were composed of black mist.
Its facial features and armor became very clear, and you could even see the patterns on the armor.
Its body was much larger than the jailer's, so it had the upper hand in terms of presence.
"Kill him!" Qiu Ming stepped out from behind the ghostly figure, pointing his finger at the warden in front of him.
In his view, the warden would be terrified the moment his order was given.
This evil spirit was originally the most powerful being here, and as a former opponent of the Lord of the Netherworld, it naturally possessed the strength to crush this warden.
But to his surprise, despite giving the order, the ghostly figure showed no intention of moving.
It stood there, trying to resist the power of the contract.
Qiu Ming's expression changed slightly. He clearly hadn't expected this evil spirit to defy his orders, especially at such a crucial moment.
However, this is not incomprehensible; such extraordinary beings would certainly not be willing to be driven by humans.
However, the contract had been made, and the evil spirit was absolutely unable to resist him.
Even if you're unwilling, you'll eventually have to give in.
The only difference is whether you'll suffer more before giving in.
With a thought from Qiu Ming, the enormous body of the evil spirit began to tremble.
Even it could not resist the power of the contract, and its body began to move involuntarily.
Qiu Ming's face showed a smug look; he enjoyed the feeling of being in control of everything.
He looked at the demon's face again, and at that moment, his expression froze.
Now he finally understood why the demon had resisted his commands: it was afraid.
The demon's face was filled with deep fear, which was the root of its resistance.
What's going on? What is it afraid of?
This left Qiu Ming incredulous; could such a wicked spirit be afraid?
This was once a being who dared to oppose the Lord of the Netherworld.
The Lord of the Netherworld is the only true god in this world, incomparable to those self-proclaimed gods.
It was not afraid of the Lord of the Netherworld, but it was afraid of the warden before it.
This really shouldn't be happening.
Qiu Ming couldn't understand this at all, but it made him feel uneasy.
I could no longer remain relaxed; in fact, a sense of fear began to creep into my heart.
Now he understood: the one who killed the evil spirit was not the puppet, but the warden in front of him.
Only in this way will the evil spirit who made a pact with him feel fear towards the warden.
However, the seal on this evil spirit has been broken, and after devouring so many evil spirits, its strength has increased. Shouldn't now be the time for revenge?
Why do we feel afraid?
Did it think that even with increased power, it still couldn't kill the warden before it?
This...
Qiu Ming simply couldn't understand it.
But a sense of unease had taken deep root in his heart, stirring within him.
"Kill him! Do it now!"
Qiu Ming's voice was loud, but it couldn't hide the unease in his heart.
At this moment, he truly lacked the confidence he had before.
But he simply couldn't accept this situation. He had already become Contractor, so why was he still losing?
He roared in frustration, continuing to give orders to the demon.
Because he still harbored a sliver of hope.
The demon's enormous body finally moved, and despite its fear and resistance, it drew its sword.
It was a jet-black longsword, gleaming with a cold light, carrying an aura that could cut through anything, and it slashed directly at the warden in front of it.
But the warden didn't care at all, and didn't even move, letting the sword slash at him.
The sword stopped abruptly when it reached the warden's head, unable to strike any further.
An invisible force stopped the longsword, and cracks appeared on it. These cracks gradually spread and covered the entire blade.
Suddenly, the longsword shattered into pieces, and fragments fell to the ground.
The sword was almost completely shattered into pieces.
Qiu Ming stared blankly at everything, in disbelief.
This warden is clearly just a henchman of the Lord of the Netherworld. His master is already dead, and he has become a mindless ghost. How could he possibly be so powerful?
Moreover, the difference is too great.
Is this evil spirit really so easily defeated?
He found it hard to accept this fact.
"Keep attacking! Kill him! Kill him!" Qiu Ming shouted.
At this moment, he was already filled with fear and unease, and only by constantly issuing orders could he slow down the spread of fear.
His mind was in turmoil.
But this time, before the evil spirit could even make a move, the warden struck first.
He lunged forward, coiling the iron chain in his hand into a loop, and looped it directly around the evil spirit's body.
The iron chains wrapped around the evil spirit, like a large rice dumpling.
The evil spirit did not resist at all from beginning to end.
He was powerless to resist, and dared not resist.
The warden threw the demon, bound like a rice dumpling by chains, in front of Qiu Ming.
Qiu Ming stared at all this in disbelief. His mental defenses finally crumbled, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.
He had just become Contractor, able to control an ancient demon, and even made this demon devour all the demons in the Home of Evil Ghosts, thus increasing his power once again.
He thought he could easily conquer this Instance, but he didn't expect this outcome.
In the warden's hands, that evil spirit was as weak as a two- or three-year-old child.
He was utterly desperate; he realized that whatever he did was meaningless.
Faced with such overwhelming power, the outcome was already predetermined.
He looked at the warden again, fear filling his heart.
With no other options, he closed his eyes and decided to accept his fate.
However, he seemed to have forgotten one thing: this warden was not only powerful, but also incredibly cruel.
Even if he wanted to die, it wouldn't be a simple matter.
Because the warden wouldn't let him die easily.