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Devil's Pact:The Path of Reincarnation

When the soul is sold to the devil, endless beauty, power, wealth, and authority become readily available. It is a gamble that subverts the perception of the world and reshapes the order of the world. I will tread in the footsteps of the devil until the world trembles beneath my feet. —— Freyr Russell Three years ago, Freyr·Russell descended upon this world with an unparalleled calmness, leaving the midwives bewildered. He did not cry or fuss; his routine was more disciplined than that of a working adult. Rising at fixed times, feeding, sleeping, and the rest of the time, he would silently stare at the ceiling. He rarely wet the bed; a mere lift of his hand to ring the bell by the cradle would prompt the servants to swiftly bring a chamber pot. This "genius" behavior left everyone amazed. Unfortunately, this "genius" halo shattered in less than a year—because he couldn't speak! To make his son speak, the Earl spared no expense, offering a hefty reward in the imperial city: one thousand gold coins to anyone who could make his son speak! Thus, the entire city knew that the eldest son of the Earl's family was a mute idiot. As the eldest son of the Russell family, Freyr had extremely mediocre aptitude. His frail body couldn't train in martial arts, and he had no magical talents whatsoever. In the eyes of his father, Earl Edward, he was a useless son. With the birth of his brother William, Freyr was naturally stripped of his inheritance and exiled to the family's fiefdom—the castle in the Russell Plains. In the castle's secret chamber, he unexpectedly discovered the legacy of his ancestors and unlocked the dormant magical avatar, embarking on his journey of magical practice. Subsequently, he traveled far and wide, relying on his wit and means to gain various abilities, establish his own power, and help the prince seize the throne. Along the way, he discovered a millennium-old secret hidden in this continent, a secret closely related to his identity...

Jax2025 · Fantasy
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110 Chs

Ice and Fire Dragons

"Ha ha, my dear sister, your Green Flame teleportation magic is quite proficient! But you, a coward, can only use it to flee, can't you?" The Ice Witch sneered.

 

"Sister... sister... d-don't p-push me!" Lilith's expression was on the verge of tears.

 

"I will push you! You poor little girl! Seeing you cry makes me angry!!" The Ice Witch shouted. Suddenly, she raised a hand and began chanting a string of complex and arcane incantations. White mist started to form in her palm, growing denser and spreading frostily...

 

Lilith's face turned pale with fright. She screamed, "N-n-no, you c-can't use that kind of m-magic here!"

 

"Why not!" The Ice Witch had finished her incantation, and a massive ice mountain seemed to materialize in her hand!

 

Within the ice mountain, a shadow appeared to be spinning furiously, as if ready to burst out at any moment!

 

Lilith suddenly yelled at Freyr, who was lying on the ground, "Y-y-you need t-t-to r-run away!"

 

Freyr, lying on the ground, heard Lilith's shout. He was stunned and could sense that the Ice Witch's upcoming spell was going to be extraordinary. However, as an ordinary person, how far could his legs carry him?

 

Before he could move, the Ice Witch smirked, "Oh, my poor little Lilith, why are you so concerned about this little noble? Ah... is he your lover? Oh, the young master of the Russell family, his status barely matches yours. He's also fairly handsome, but lacks skill..."

 

As she spoke, she gestured towards Freyr, and he suddenly felt his body bound by invisible ropes. He was lifted into the air and quickly floated to the Ice Witch.

 

"Lilith! Give me your pet, or I'll use this little lover of yours to craft a soul essence!" The Ice Witch's face showed a hint of malice.

 

"N-no, it's not l-like that," Lilith quickly explained. The Ice Witch suddenly darted towards her again, but Lilith's teleportation magic was indeed formidable. The Ice Witch seemed to be at a disadvantage in this regard, as she missed several attempts. Finally, in anger, she shouted, "If you don't obey me, I'll start killing people!"

 

Lilith's body trembled, showing a pained expression as if she had finally made a difficult decision.

 

She sighed inwardly: Teacher, I'm sorry, but poor Lilith has no choice.

 

The little fool finally raised her head, looking at the massive ice mountain the Ice Witch was holding. A determined look appeared in her eyes: "S-sister, if you w-want to release the Ice Dragon, then d-do it!"

 

Her determination calmed her stutter significantly.

 

The Ice Witch snorted, "Do you think I wouldn't dare?"

 

She suddenly shot up into the sky, standing about twenty meters above Lilith...

 

An ice-cold beauty, holding an ice mountain many times larger than her body...

 

Then, the Ice Witch grabbed a small silver mallet from thin air!

 

She chuckled lightly and tapped the ice mountain with the mallet...

 

Ding!

 

The clear sound seemed to resonate for miles! Even Freyr, who wasn't a mage, felt something strange about it. The clear ringing penetrated his ears, extending to his soul! Even his soul trembled slightly at the sound!!

 

Eerie! Inexplicably eerie!!!

 

Suddenly, a mighty roar echoed from within the ice mountain!!

 

The roar was like thunder! Like a storm! Like a tsunami! It made Freyr's body tremble, feeling as if all his strength had drained away! Though he hadn't seen the creature making the sound, a primal fear overwhelmed him!!

 

Crack, crack...

 

Countless tiny cracks spread across the ice mountain!

 

Along with the cracks came thunderous pounding sounds! Something within the ice mountain was trying to break free!!

 

"Watch closely, young master of the Russell family, my sister's little lover." The Ice Witch sneered, tapping the ice mountain rhythmically. "This might be the first time you've seen a living dragon in your life!"

 

... A dragon??

 

There was no time for surprise. With a deafening roar, the surface of the ice mountain shattered! A massive head with strange horns burst out from the crack!

 

A loud and clear roar echoed across the land!!

 

Below, poor Lilith had turned pale with fear. She tucked the small fear phantom into her robe and pulled out a small wand from somewhere. She closed her eyes, her expression solemn, and chanted ancient and clear words...

 

Instantly, behind the little fool, a towering wall of flames erupted, accompanied by a dragon's roar from within the flames!

 

Seeing this, the Ice Witch's face changed, as if struck. She paled slightly and shouted, "Good! Good! I didn't expect that old man to pass the Crimson Flame Dragon onto you! Dear sister, let's see if your Crimson Flame Dragon can melt my Ice Dragon, or if my Ice Dragon can freeze your Crimson Flame Dragon!!"

 

Lilith remained silent, raising her small wand and lightly tapping it a few times... Instantly, the surrounding space began to distort...

 

Freyr felt as if he were on a moving train, with the surrounding scenery rapidly changing and retreating...