Chapter 283

A mouse squeaked and its fat body kept twisting, venting its instinctive fear and anxiety.

At this time, its body as thick as an adult's arm was pinched. It turned its head in horror and bit on the palm of its hand.

"Ka!"

With the clear sound of breaking, the mouse felt that he had bitten a stone. No, it was something harder than a stone. At once, it broke its two front teeth.

"Gray, the mouse is so fierce. Shall we eat it?"

Little Molly looked at the mouse with her eyes shining and followed her majesty. She also grew a lot and learned that everything can be used as food. Her Majesty was very relieved and lamented that there was no white religion these days.

"This mouse is a Warcraft. Its meat is good. It can really be used as food, but not now. I can use it."

Gray explained that although she was glad that little Molly knew that everything can be used as food, her majesty still couldn't cook the mouse for her.

But looking at it, gray thought the Warcraft mouse was so fat that it should taste good?

When little Molly said this, he also felt a little greedy. He was clearly not caught to eat.

"Cough, I caught this in the bamboo forest in the East. There is a hole there. There should be a lot of mice. Go and catch it if you want. I'll cook delicious food for you."

Gray pointed to a bamboo forest in the East. If he has something to do now, let little Molly catch it. Although little Molly is small, she will only have no aggressive life magic. It's OK to catch a little mouse.

"Well! I'm going! " Little Molly jumped down and flew in front of the mouse. She seemed to want to remember its appearance.

"Don't look at it. Mice are the same. Just catch a few and come back." Gray had a brain collapse and bounced little Molly out.

After sending off the elf, gray stretched out his hand and put it on the mouse's back. Suddenly, the mouse's limbs stiffened and he put it on the ground.

After making sure there was nothing wrong with the mouse, gray stood up and whizzed into the woods ahead.

In the tent, a pair of eyes watched him fly away. When he couldn't see anyone, he immediately ran out of it.

No matter what, he reached out and picked up the stiff mouse, looked carefully up and down, smelled it under his nose, and finally pulled a pinch of mouse hair to put it into his mouth.

Put down the mouse, the witch quickly ran back to the tent, took out a knight novel and read it with interest, pretending that nothing had happened.

Gray soon came back with a wolf Warcraft, and without saying a word, he directly cut the artery of the magic wolf, drew its hot blood and drew a small magic array in the air.

The magic array is not big, but the lines that make up the magic array are extremely complex. In the red magic array, the hot blood still seems to flow with the operation of the magic array.

"The magic mouse is not powerful and has no wisdom. Should it be enough to build a magic array with the blood of a magic wolf?"

Gray secretly said that he didn't want to make mistakes, so he decided to experiment with some Warcraft before the contract witch to get familiar with the casting process to avoid any mistakes.

The magic array fell in front of the mouse under Gray's control. After shrinking, it came above the mouse's head. Gray stretched out his left hand and pressed his five fingers on the magic array.

The magic array is as like as two peas, and then a small magic array is stripped out of it, and the two magic looks exactly the same, but the size is different. But if you look carefully, you can still find that the big magic is more complicated.

Gray pressed the magic array slowly into his palm, and the stripped magic array into the mouse's head.

With the magic array completely integrated into the bodies of both sides, gray felt that he had more contact with the mouse in front of him, which was not obvious, but he could rely on this contact to pass his ideas to the mouse and let it act according to his instructions.

"It's good to succeed again."

Gray nodded, first removed the rigid magic of the mouse, took out a ham and threw it out, and then issued an order to pick it up in his mind.

He saw the mouse run out like the wind, catch up with the ham sausage on the grass, run back with it, and send it to gray.

"The contract is not to erase the will of the other party, but to make the two sides contact more closely, so that the other party can obey their own orders." Gray murmured to himself.

Looking at the mouse's broken teeth, gray pinched the fur on its neck and ordered it to open its mouth, take out a small dose of medicine and pour it into its mouth.

The medicine soon took effect. The two front teeth of the mouse were directly knocked off, and new teeth grew out quickly.

After throwing the sausage back and forth several times, gray finally pulled off the sausage coat and fed it to the mouse.

Although he succeeded temporarily, gray still wants to keep it to see if there will be any problems in the follow-up.

In addition, he has to test on more animals. Mice are only the lowest test object he has set, and the material for arranging the magic array is only Warcraft blood, which is the simplest one.

In the magic array that really contracts powerful creatures as servants, the blood of powerful creatures is only one of many materials, so he needs to test step by step until everything is OK in the end.

"Gray, help!" Little jasmine runs back crying. Behind her is a group of rats. Dozens of fat mice follow her, while little jasmine herself uses magic to make a reins and run a mouse.

"Help!"

Seeing gray, little Molly is like seeing the Savior. She runs over quickly on a mouse.

Gray was just about to do it himself when he caught a mouse eating ham sausage in the corner of his eye.

"Attack!"

The mouse immediately stopped, then quickly put down the ham sausage and turned to look at the chasing army of mice.

"Squeak?"

With a loud cry, the mouse strode his limbs and rushed towards the other side.

"Wave your claws!"

The mouse subconsciously waved its front paw, and then the fat mouse was torn open.

"Jump!"

The mouse jumped high and kept biting from under it with its mouth open. If it didn't jump up, it would bite its hind legs.

After commanding the mouse to fight for a while, gray found that the mouse could understand some simple commands and execute them without hesitation, but it could not understand complex commands, such as front jump, head press and roundabout kick, and it would be stunned.

And he suffered some injuries. Gray found that after the rats were injured to a certain extent, they would have a slight resistance. They wanted to escape and didn't want to continue fighting. He thought it might be because the contract was too simple.

"Ha ha, drive!" Little Molly patted the mouse, turned back and joined the battle, and then ran back in less than three seconds.

"Gray, come on, hit them!"

When gray felt almost finished, his body gave off the smell of dragon, and he was so frightened that the remaining mice ran away.

Recall the mouse and let little Molly treat it. Gray goes to clean up today's breakfast, while the mouse continues to eat its ham sausage.

He found that servant contracts are still very useful. Although they will resist when the situation is serious, this is also normal. After all, they are not slave contracts. If they are slave contracts that completely control life and death and can change their will, they should be able to fight until they die. I don't know whether the best contract can achieve this effect.