Dissolving the Contract

Inside the volcanic cave of Chiyan Mountain, Alikui'en opened his eyes once again and looked toward the sky in the distance, his expression grave.

For the past few days, he had gone out frequently to observe the situation on the continent, but no matter how he looked at it, everything felt eerie.

Where on earth did they pop out from?

Alikui'en could not help but wonder this to himself more than once.

The changes that had taken place on the Bright Continent during this period left him completely bewildered.

He did not know the specifics, only that a force called the Interstellar Federation had appeared as if they had fallen from the sky, directly destroying the entire Light Church.

Even the Pope of Light had been publicly executed, which made him feel extremely fearful.

One had to know that the Pope of Light, Aodarming, was a Lowgod after all. Although his strength was likely inferior to his own, whoever could execute him must also be a god.

A strange force had appeared out of thin air, likely containing god-level powerhouses, with unknown motives and unknown strength. All of this made Alikui'en feel extremely uneasy.

Naturally suspicious and cautious, he had refrained from using his divine sense to investigate to avoid triggering unnecessary conflict; after all, if his divine sense discovered the other party, they would also discover him.

Thus, Alikui'en had quietly gone out alone to gather information, attempting to piece together the sequence of events.

However, after scouting for several days, Alikui'en's inner doubts only grew deeper.

In the cities and towns that had been seized, no one actually knew where these people had come from; they had simply appeared out of nowhere.

Furthermore, the weapons and vehicles they used left Alikui'en astonished, as he had never seen them before.

The more he saw, the more confused Alikui'en became.

Since the other party could kill the Pope, they were definitely gods, but where exactly did they come from? Alikui'en had been in this plane for many years and had never seen any other gods.

If they were gods hiding in the depths of the ocean, how could this suddenly appearing army be explained?

"Meow, Master, you're frowning again. Are you still worried about that unknown powerhouse? Do you want me to go take a look?"

The little cat in his arms seemed to sense its master's mood and "gently" offered a suggestion.

Of course, beneath its cute exterior, it was thinking of something entirely different.

You coward, hurry up and go out! If you're too scared, let me go out. Once I'm out, I'll kill a few of these so-called Federation people.

Then I'll tell them directly that my master, Alikui'en, is the ruler of this continent, and if they don't want to die, they should come to Chiyan Mountain to pay their respects. I don't believe they would spare you!

However, faced with Pusiluo's suggestion, Alikui'en shook his head decisively.

"No need. Regardless of who they are, as long as we don't provoke them, I assume there won't be any trouble."

In Alikui'en's view, since the other party chose to move against the Light Church, their goal was likely the rule of the continent.

He was merely an ordinary Lowgod living in seclusion, possessing no forces, and should have no conflict of interest with them.

Tch, you cowardly piece of trash!

Pusiluo couldn't help but curse inwardly, but out loud, he said:

"Yes, Master. Being careful is always the right thing to do."

However, just as Pusiluo and Alikui'en were putting on a display of deep master-servant affection, a playful voice interrupted them.

"What a harmonious scene indeed!"

"Who is it?"

The golden kitten instantly bristled, looking at the source of the voice in shock.

"Slap!"

Alikui'en took one second to think and react, then decisively knelt down and slapped Pusiluo on the head.

"Alikui'en pays respects to you, my lords. I did not know of your arrival and failed to welcome you properly. My pet has been disrespectful."

Dressed in black robes, Alikui'en chose to submit decisively, without a hint of hesitation.

Just kidding—a powerhouse who could appear before them without a sound was definitely not someone he could contend with.

Moreover, he couldn't even sense the other party's aura; this was the hallmark of a Midgod.

Clearly, the other party was likely a Midgod-level existence, which was definitely not someone he could afford to provoke.

It seemed this so-called Federation was far more terrifying than he had imagined, actually having a Midgod sitting in command.

"Oh? So you are Alikui'en?"

Huosi's gaze swept back and forth between the black-robed man and the little cat.

These two characters were quite memorable in the Coiling Dragon universe.

They were a very unique pair of master and servant. In the Coiling Dragon universe, there were many master-servant relationships; Linley and his butler Hiri, and Adkins and Bernas were all examples of this.

However, in terms of being the most memorable, it was still the duo of Pusiluo and Alikui'en.

It wasn't because they had a great relationship, but because Pusiluo was constantly thinking about killing Alikui'en, yet was helpless to do so.

Possessing powerful strength, he was unable to resist due to the master-servant contract.

Alikui'en was a future Seven-Star Fiend who had lived in seclusion on the Zijing Continent for many years, though his personality was far too cautious.

When Beibei revealed the weapon that belonged to Beirut, he had decisively chosen to let them go.

Even from his perspective, he knew that even a Sovereign could not possibly know the past or the future, and that if he killed Linley and his group here, no one would ever know.

Yet, for the sake of a negligible possibility of exposure, he let Linley and the others go.

This caution was his survival rule, and at that moment, it helped him avoid three fatal risks.

The first was Linley's Sovereign's Might. Although Linley was only a Highgod at the time, his body had absorbed the essence blood of an Azure Dragon, he possessed a soul-protecting Sovereign artifact, and with the aid of Sovereign's Might, it was entirely possible for him to kill Alikui'en.

Once Alikui'en decided to make a move, Linley would trigger the Sovereign's Might, and Alikui'en would very likely die.

The second was Qinghuo. Judging by the fact that this guy later took Pusiluo as his emissary, it was highly probable that he had been following Linley the entire time.

After all, how could Beirut possibly feel at ease letting Linley and his group venture into Hell alone? Beibei was his most pampered descendant, so arranging for someone like Qinghuo, who was comparable to a Paragon, to protect them in the shadows was only natural.

The third, naturally, was Pusiluo. Even if he had killed Beibei and the others in the most secretive way possible, Pusiluo would still have leaked the news to lure Beirut into killing Alikui'en.

However, even with such caution, he ultimately could not escape the fate of death, and he did not die at the hands of those powerhouses, but rather at the hands of the Six-Star Fiend Li'ermengsi.

Of course, Li'ermengsi actually possessed the strength of a Seven-Star Fiend; Alikui'en admitted this, even though he was weaker than himself.

It just so happened that Li'ermengsi broke through during the battle, fusing profound mysteries of different laws, and it was precisely because of the pressure he exerted that the breakthrough occurred, turning him into a Seven-Star Fiend who died in a rather pathetic manner.

"My Lord, this guy looks a bit sycophantic; I'm afraid he isn't suitable to be taken under your command."

Watching Alikui'en's behavior, Adkins sent a secret voice transmission.

From the very first moment he saw this guy, Adkins felt they were incompatible—a person who bullied the weak, feared the strong, and only knew how to flatter.

"Rest assured, I have my own plans; I won't be taking him."

Huosi nodded and replied directly.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of taking Alikui'en as a subordinate, even though Alikui'en had the talent of a Seven-Star Fiend and could be considered an excellent talent.

Currently, among Huosi's subordinates, the only one with the clear potential to reach the Seven-Star Fiend level was Adkins. Logically speaking, Alikui'en still had some utility.

However, even without considering Alikui'en's personality, one had to consider Pusiluo's thoughts.

Judging by the hatred between these two, only one of them could remain. Pusiluo's talent, bloodline, and all other aspects were superior to Alikui'en's.

The future Pusiluo would be a powerhouse at the Shura level, so Huosi naturally would not abandon Pusiluo for the sake of Alikui'en.

"I wonder what orders you have, My Lord? As long as you speak, Alikui'en will have no objections and is willing to give everything."

Noticing that Huosi had not spoken for a long time, Alikui'en felt nervous and immediately expressed his stance.

"Oh? You are willing to give everything?"

Huosi glanced at Pusiluo, seemingly thinking of something.

"Yes, My Lord, Alikui'en is willing."

The black-robed Alikui'en knelt respectfully, his tone filled with sycophancy.

"Oh, is that so? I think this pet of yours is quite good. You should dissolve the master-servant contract with him. As long as you dissolve it, I won't make things difficult for you."

A faint, mischievous smile played on the corners of Huosi's mouth as he spoke softly.

"Dissolve the master-servant contract?"

Alikui'en was stunned; he had not expected Huosi to make such a request.

Pusiluo was also dumbfounded, then instantly overcome with wild joy, though he quickly thought of something and forcibly suppressed it in his heart to avoid being detected by Alikui'en.

"That's right. The talent and bloodline of this pet of yours look quite good. I am very interested in him. I wonder if you could part with him."

Huosi's tone remained calm, but those familiar with him would notice a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Rest assured, My Lord. Since you like him, Alikui'en will naturally offer him up."

Alikui'en replied immediately; to him, such a request was not excessive.

Pusiluo was indeed a pet with decent talent, and in the future, he would likely become an asset.

However, that was all there was to it. After all, if a super powerhouse wanted him, using Pusiluo as a bargaining chip to offer up might even provide an opportunity to connect with this Lord—a profitable deal with no risk of loss.

Alikui'en pondered, but his hands moved quickly. A magic formation slowly emerged on Pusiluo's forehead, then with a snap, it shattered into fragments.

"Crack! Crack!"

"It was actually... dissolved just like that?"

Following the dissolution of the contract, Pusiluo stared at the scene in a daze, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The next second, Pusiluo's gaze became incomparably firm, and then, the golden kitten's body transformed rapidly, turning into a red-haired, burly man.

"Many thanks to you, My Lord, for saving my life. Pusiluo will never forget your grace, and from this day forward, I am willing to serve you like a dog or a horse!"

Pusiluo fell to his knees with a thud and knocked his head against the ground three times before Huosi.

Afterward, Pusiluo took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"My Lord, Pusiluo still has some personal grievances to settle. I hope you will grant me permission."

"Do as you please, but settle it quickly."

Huosi nodded, then stepped aside to watch the show.

"Many thanks for your indulgence, My Lord!"

Pusiluo knocked his head once more with force, then turned around with a twisted expression to look at Alikui'en.

At this moment, Pusiluo was like a vengeful spirit returned from Hell, ready to devour Alikui'en.