It was precisely that Frost Slime.
However, it no longer had its previous pristine appearance.
Not only was it riddled with wounds, but even a piece of its head was missing.
It appeared utterly miserable.
At this moment.
The Frost Slime stared at everyone with its big, round eyes.
Looking pitifully at them.
Han Xing tossed out a Contract Scroll and said blandly, "Sign it."
...
Indeed.
Han Xing hadn't really killed it.
When the Frost Slime saw that Han Xing broke through its Frost Armor with just a few arrows.
And inflicted severe damage on it.
To survive, it surrendered.
The cost was to sign a Lord Contract with Han Xing.
Staring at the ancient-looking scroll on the ground.
The Frost Slime's eyes showed extreme indignation.
It glared at Xiao with hatred.
"Despicable!"
High Priest Xiao looked speechless.
Damn it, what's it got to do with me?
It's not like I forced you to sign the Lord Contract!
However, this Frost Slime still harbored resentment.
