The signing of the agreement is very simple. It is just to brand your mind on it. As for why kukas did this, the purpose is to get the inheritance of strong existence. Since he got some cultivation secrets of evil knights in the Lich land, he attached great importance to the inheritance of those ancient powerful beings. He believes that as long as he gets the inheritance of a strong man, he will be more likely to be promoted to legend. In order to achieve legend, why not sign a killing agreement? As for the possibility of being killed in the process of killing, he didn\'t even think about it. Because now he knows that if he doesn\'t sign the agreement, he will become an ice sculpture like others. Either it stands here permanently, or it is buried forever.

When his mind was branded on the scroll of blood condensation, the scroll flashed, and then a new scroll fell off from it. The scroll fell directly into his hand and opened for viewing. Its function was no different from that of the Lich land.

All the remaining professionals have signed this agreement, because they can only make this choice. No one wants to become an ice sculpture and stay in the empty meditation space forever.

When the last person signed the agreement, the scroll suspended in the air disappeared. At this time, kukas observed the people around him and found that there were almost more than 50 professionals who signed the contract. Each one was full of murderous spirit. At first glance, he was a murderer.

"Everybody, if you want to kill the people on this scroll, I think we should unite." the silence was broken by the caster who spoke first. The caster was dressed in a fire red mage robe and carried a white jade staff in his hand. His long red hair covered his face. The mysterious smell was released from him. Among the people, he was the first to wake up and stop everyone from fighting each other.

"Why unite?" kukas twisted his neck from side to side, and his thick neck made a sound of jumping.

"I know three people on this scroll, two of whom are members of the royal family, and the other is said to be a tutor of a college. They all have powerful power behind them. If we shoot alone or three people, we don\'t want to kill them at all." the caster nodded to kukas and explained seriously: "I think we are frozen and thawed, and everything is premeditated. To kill these inheritors, we must hit them with one blow and don\'t give them any chance to grow and turn over. The more people we have, the greater our chances of success."

Silence. After a little silence, someone spoke again. He said several names, which also represent several powerful families. Obviously, it will take a lot of energy and means to kill these inheritors supported by great forces behind them. Generally speaking, it is difficult to do it alone or three or five people.

Then others began to say that 50 or 60 professionals came from various empires and regions. Some of them didn\'t know anyone like kukas, while others could recognize the names of more than a dozen people. After such identification and statistics, they finally decided to join hands to kill. Of course, there were some names on the scroll that no one knew, but This does not hinder their determination to kill.

"Kill this boy first. He is a student of an ordinary student and is in the Latour empire. I think he is the best one we can kill now." kukas turned over the red scroll in his hand, then pointed to the description on the scroll and said in a deep voice: "According to the description on the scroll, he is at most a second-order summoner. What we have to do is to kill him completely before he grows up."

"Yes, I like killing those lucky children best. I think a person\'s strength can only be obtained at a great price. People like them must be killed. Only in this way can I feel balance." There was a big man laughing. He was just an ordinary butcher. Because of the humiliation of some young people who were born to be professionals, he killed several people in his anger again and wandered around. Later, he got some fighting and cultivation methods. After decades of struggle, he achieved his present achievements with strong perseverance.

It is also his past experience that makes him extremely disgusted with those who get something for nothing. Whenever he meets such people, whether right or wrong, he will kill them or kill their families, so as to vent his dissatisfaction and jealousy.

"I think we should all introduce ourselves and talk about how we came here." someone suddenly proposed. Soon his proposal was approved by most people. Of course, kukas did not agree. He would only say his career rather than his experience.

"I was a local ruffian who killed dozens of people in our village for a silver coin. Later, I joined a mercenary regiment and slowly mixed up until now. When I heard that there were treasures here, I came here with the people of our mercenary regiment. Unfortunately, the birds died and only myself was left. I was sleeping, and then I suddenly appeared here and was frozen." A soldier muttered curses.

"Illusionist, good nature to kill!" a caster briefly introduced himself: "fought with some mercenaries on a surface, and then came here."

"Gladiator, good natured to kill!" another Gladiator suddenly opened his mouth and said, "I was originally playing for a group of nobles in a city, and then I came here."

"The puppet master, the last successor of the alostosophia Empire, was brought here when discussing the art of human skin deprivation with some women." a gorgeous young man muttered in a low voice in the corner.

Kukas listened to the introduction of these people. He was suddenly surprised to find that all of them came from different places. Moreover, they are all murderous by nature, and each of them is extremely indifferent to life. Even some people have become psychopathic and regard killing as the only fun in life. This situation is no exception to the seven or eight casters.

"Evil knight kukas, I\'m afraid more people died in my hands than all of you. They were suddenly transported here in a secret basement here." kukas waved his arm, and the wound on his arm was almost healed. He is still extremely satisfied with his current healing ability. Of course, such rapid healing ability also increased his consumption of food and fighting spirit, but for him, this consumption is not a bad thing.

Dozens of professionals introduced themselves one after another. After their introduction, kukas found that the most in the team were not soldiers and knights, but some variant occupations of fighters such as gladiators and gladiators. The number of lurks is the least, only three. There are more than ten Knights like him. Each of them is like him, a special knight who has been transferred.

"Scolded the next door! I found none of us are good birds! Well, or those who choose us deliberately? Damn it, how can they choose so many people at the same time beyond dozens or even hundreds of Empires?" a professional asked blankly. Because he was extremely suspicious of the current situation, he suspected that everything in front of him was a fantasy made by a powerful illusionist, so he watched him play here for fun.

"There\'s no time to pay attention to so much. We need to prepare and find a way to get out of here. I feel someone outside is digging towards our position." a caster squatted on the ground with a crystal ball in his hands and muttered in a low voice. This caster is another caster. The most powerful part of his ability is not magic attack, but direct attack of spiritual power. Because of this, his spiritual power is extremely strong, and he can easily detect anything that happens tens of miles or even thousands of miles away.

"Then wait for them here. Hey, I want to see what those people look like when they see me." kukas giggled. He was trapped in the fighting space for more than three years, and his spirit had already been extremely violent. Now it is just forcibly suppressed. If he didn\'t suppress it, he would fight with anyone just like he did just now, so as to express the depression and rage of God.

"Hey, hey! As soon as I recovered, they came to offer sacrifices. They really took too much care of me." a half crazy and half sober soldier in the team muttered. The soldier was forcibly suppressed by others while fighting with others. His spirit is relatively fragile. In more than three years of deep sleep, he has been insane and has not completely gone crazy. That is even his luck.

"Well, we can\'t passively wait for the humble reptiles to appear in front of us here. As the great ancient victory God, I think it\'s necessary for me to meet those poor reptiles and tell them that the glory of my great victory God shines on them. They will be here and get anything they want." A beautiful looking young caster muttered in a low voice, then turned his hand and released a huge fireball. He held the fireball to the wall and pressed it hard on the wall. The fireball burst and instantly exploded a hole more than one person deep in the wall. Indifferent, the caster was also blown out by violent explosive bombs.

"I didn\'t expect that a caster was completely crazy in more than three years of solitude." kukas tilted his head and smiled.