Archmage Of The Undead

"This is the Heart of the Ancient Wood. It is a treasure that can only appear in the body of the tree elders at the Holy Domain level." An Rurui looked at the Heart of the Ancient Wood in the box in her hand with the same desire-filled eyes.

"What's the use of it? Why do I want to eat it so much!" Huo Ling approached unknowingly and squatted on the ground next to the box. He stared straight at the Heart of the Ancient Wood and swallowed his saliva.

"Snapped!"

An Rurui used great perseverance to cover the Demon Sealing Box, and the runes on the Demon Sealing Box were activated, blocking out the light and smell emitted by the Heart of the Ancient Wood.

"Because it is a rare treasure. Eating it can repair physical damage, improve the qualifications of the body and soul, and may also allow people to grow a second heart. This thing is worth millions of magic stones. Of course you want to eat it. !”

An Rurui also swallowed her saliva, but still explained.

Huo Ling stretched out his hand to grab the magic-sealing box, but An Rurui was also quick-sighted and took the box back into the space bracelet.

"Are you really willing to trade it for me to save the others in Xinghuo?" Huo Ling reluctantly looked away from An Rurui's hand and asked.

"Yes, I hope you leave now!" An Ruru gritted her teeth.

"Okay! I promise you! Give it to me quickly!" Huo Ling agreed quickly.

"I'll give it to you after you rescue them!" But this time An Rurui refused.

"I've been rescued, what will you do if you don't give it to me?" Huo Ling was furious, stretched out his hand, grabbed An Rurui's armor by her collar, and lifted her up.

"I have a hell contract. Write down the terms and I won't break the contract!" An Rurui twitched the corner of her mouth and looked at Huo Ling with a sneer.

"Hurry up and write! Hurry up!"

Huo Ling left An Rurui behind and watched her continue writing on the hell contract.

"Sign it quickly!"

Soon, An Rurui finished writing the hell contract. After Huo Ling took it, he carefully checked the terms.

Looking at the terms above, Huo Ling couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and glanced at An Rurui.

"Look what I'm doing, sign it quickly!" An Rurui urged.

Seeing this, Huo Ling chuckled. After confirming that the contract was OK, he left his soul mark on it.

Then the hell contract scroll flew up from his hand and flew into the air in front of An Rurui and Huo Ling.

The blood words written by An Rurui turned into runes floating in the air, and then split into two rays of light and entered the foreheads of Huo Ling and An Rurui.

The contract was signed successfully!

"Let's go!" After finishing, An Rurui wiped the dirt on her face, put away the hell contract scroll, and urged.

"How many enemies are there?" There was no restriction on Huo Ling in the contract, but if he couldn't save the others in Xinghuo, he wouldn't be able to get the Heart of the Ancient Wood, so he never asked about the enemy's situation.

"The enemy is a team of jackals. Before I left, there were eight silver-level jackal warriors, a silver-level jackal shaman, and more than fifty black iron-level jackal men."

An Ruru sniffed and briefly introduced the enemy's information.

"You can't beat this?" Huo Ling asked doubtfully.

"We have two silvers and six black irons. Shouldn't we be able to fight?" An Rurui's face turned cold.

Huo Ling knew the enemy's general information and made a prompt decision. He took sixty dark warriors, two hundred skeleton warriors, and three dark mages and set out to incorporate them into the secret arts.

An Rurui and Huo Ling moved quickly towards the target location. In order to speed up, An Rurui also took out two silver-level acceleration scrolls and cast spells on them.

On the way, Huo Ling asked doubtfully: "Take an ancient wood heart worth one million magic stones in exchange for me to save your teammates. They may all be dead now. Is it worth it?"

"You won't understand the bond between me and my sisters!" An Ruru glanced at Huo Ling.

…

"Sister Ye, I'm so scared..."

In the underground cave, in a small space, there is no light and it is extremely dark. All the remaining members of the Starfire Hunting Group are here.

Their luck is relatively good. Although everyone is injured, no one has died so far.

Druid Xiaoye is now squeezing his own magic power, releasing natural spells to heal the wounds of other teammates.

Although none of them are dead now, two of them have been seriously injured and will die soon if they don't receive treatment.

Moreover, the wounds on other people's bodies are also bleeding. The jackal's sense of smell is very sensitive, especially in a semi-closed environment like a cave, the smell of blood will be transmitted very far.

"Don't be afraid, Sister An has escaped. She will definitely come back to rescue us. The most important thing for us now is to hide and not be discovered!" Xiaoye wiped the sweat from his face and said with a pale face.

The two severely injured hunters groaned in pain on the ground, their consciousness becoming a little blurry.

Fortunately, the underground cave in this mountain is large enough, and the passages inside are in all directions. There are many insects and bats living here, and the ground is covered with bat guano, which greatly limits the jackal's sense of smell. Otherwise they would have been found long ago.

…

In the cave, on the jackal side.

"Damn it, where did these two-legged sheep escape to!"

A silver-level jackal held a hammer in his hand and angrily knocked on the walls on both sides of the cave.

It feels so bad to be in this cave. Some of the passages in these caves are very tall, and some are very narrow. And no matter what kind of passage, there are many stone pillars, large and small.

Coupled with the fact that the soles of the feet sank when stepped on, emitting a strong stench of bat guano, this was simply murder on the jackal's sense of smell.

The jackals were tall and wearing armor, so walking in this kind of terrain was simply a torment.

Although the eyes of the jackals can obtain weak vision in such complete darkness, it is not much better than humans.

Walking through this narrow cave, I can only explore forward bit by bit.

"Ouch! It stinks to me!"

A silver-level jackal couldn't help howling loudly. The smell in the cave was almost killing him even if he covered his nose.

The sense of smell that I was proud of before became a source of pain at this moment.

"Shut up! If you scream again, I'll put you in the dunghill!"

"Yes! Sir!" The silver-level jackal man's body trembled and he responded in a low voice.

In the center of the team, a tall jackal shaman scolded in a low voice. He was the shaman of this team, a noble golden-backed jackal.

He has a lot of shamanic amulets on his body, as well as a robe made of precious monster furs, which all indicate that he has an extraordinary origin. The only thing that affects his image is that the feathers on his head are stained by the droppings and urine of bats on the roof of the cave. The liquid was stained dark and smelly.

These gnolls were divided into several pairs, looking for traces of the Spark Hunting Group in the passages of these caves.

"Damn two-legged sheep! Protect my heart of the ancient wood, otherwise I will eat you alive!" The jackal shaman said while covering his nose.