"No wonder the Strategy Module specifically emphasized that taming this fellow would be difficult!"
Zong Shen scratched his head, pondering how he could build a rapport with the Nightmare Horse.
He could neither beat it nor feed it.
At 60 points of Loyalty, it would not even let him touch its coat, much less ride it.
Just then, the Nightmare Horse shook its long neck and suddenly released a ripple of soul energy.
"Human..."
Zong Shen happened to know how to communicate through soul energy.
This method of communication was widespread among undead beings that had regained their intelligence.
In truth, however, soul communication had certain advantages.
Its greatest benefit was that it could ignore language barriers, allowing both sides to communicate through thought.
They could instantly understand what the other wished to convey.
The only drawback was that this form of communication could not accommodate lies.
Any lie would be seen through by the other party.
Actually, that was not necessarily a flaw, but it greatly diminished the charm of verbal sparring.
Still, it was immensely convenient for communication across dimensions and races.
The Nightmare Horse's intelligence was by no means low. As a higher species that lived in hell, it naturally knew how to use soul communication.
It was worth mentioning that hell here referred broadly to a series of dimensional worlds.
Among them, the Baator Hells inhabited by devils—the Nine Hells—were also one of the hell worlds.
Legend had it that true hell possessed 9,999 dimensional realms, inhabited by countless powerful hell creatures and Lords. They could use telepathy to beguile living beings from other dimensions.
That was how devil deals worked.
Come to think of it, Zong Shen still had a devil's contract on hand.
No matter what, the Nightmare Horse being willing to communicate first