Archmage Of The Undead

Huo Ling first used magic to make the jackal unconscious, and then began to operate on him.

After splicing the broken bones all over his body, he finally used a lot of light damage treatment and healing spells to restore the jackal to a complete recovery.

After finally watching the jackal escape from danger, he put a slave collar on him.

After the jackal woke up from his coma, he saw himself lying on the operating table, and he looked around in fear.

Then, he saw Huo Ling with his back turned to him. At this moment, he couldn't help but stretch out his claws, trying to launch a sneak attack.

But before he could get up, he saw the dark warriors surrounding him. He swallowed nervously and tried to circulate his fighting spirit, only to realize that his body was empty and there was no fighting spirit at all.

"Are you awake?" Huo Ling turned around and walked over, looking at the frightened jackal on the stage.

"You're lucky to have survived to the end." Huo Ling ordered the Dark Warrior to lift the Jackal off the operating table and throw it to the ground.

The dark warrior was beside him, and the jackal had no fighting spirit at all. He could only kneel on the ground with his limbs limp and trembling.

"Do you want to live?" Huo Ling's voice seemed to be the sound of nature coming from the abyss, falling into the ears of the jackal.

"Think, think about it! I want to live!" When the jackal heard this, he quickly fell to the ground, his head pressed against the ground, and he said hurriedly.

"Very well, Wilmot is your master, right?"

"Yes, he is my master." The jackal nodded.

"I heard him say that he is a descendant of Duke Tabor's family in the north of the Jackal Empire. Is that true?" Huo Ling lowered his head and asked.

"Your Excellency, Master, he is indeed a descendant of the Tabor family." The jackal answered honestly.

"Your master is a Gnoll noble, and I am also willing to abide by the rules of the nobility. As long as the Tabor family is willing to pay me one hundred thousand magic stones, I will release Wilmot and return him to the Gnoll Empire. As for you , just go back and send a message for me." Huo Ling said, looking at the jackal at his feet.

"Ah?" The jackal raised his head, his face full of surprise.

"What? You don't want to?" Huo Ling frowned slightly.

"No, no, no!" The jackal waved his hands quickly, and said with a look of embarrassment: "But Master Wilmot has been expelled from the Tabor family and was hunted down. We fled all the way to the south. , and finally caught by you."

"What?" Huo Ling was stunned when he heard this.

What the hell, what's the situation? No wonder Wilmot didn't want anyone to deliver the letter, but was willing to sign a hell contract.

"What happened? Why was he expelled?" Huo Ling asked.

"I don't know either. I am just a small guard in the master's fief. I only know that the master suddenly returned to the fief half a year ago, and then started to escape with all the guards. Most of the people died along the way, and finally hid in I still encountered danger in that mountain, and then I was captured by you."

Huo Ling looked at the jackals at his feet and thought thoughtfully. No wonder there had been strange movements in Baimu Mountain before, so the strange movements at that time were caused by these jackals.

"What danger did you encounter there? Are they the people you blocked in the cave that day?" Huo Ling asked.

"Ah? No." The jackal shook his head quickly and continued: "The power of those humans is too weak, so they can't be considered dangerous."

"The one in danger was a crazy and injured Sanctuary Tree. We were hiding well, but we encountered this crazy Treant. In the end, the owner spent a lot of money to save this Sanctuary Tree. Kill them."

"In the end, before we could harvest the spoils, those humans that day snatched away the heart of the tree from the Sanctuary tree people. We chased them all the way, and finally chased them into the cave. After that, we met you. , you captured him." After saying that, the jackal lay on the ground and raised his eyes to carefully look at Huo Ling's face.

Huo Ling couldn't help but froze when he heard the series of words from the jackal man. There were so many things hidden in these words, and he finally connected what happened these days.

Therefore, at first, there was a strange movement in Whitewood Mountain because of the injured and crazy Sanctuary Treeman. Later, Wilmot and his group of jackals bumped into the treeman's guns and were beaten severely.

Then the tree man was killed by the jackal, but the loot was snatched by Starfire, and finally fell into his own hands, and it turned around in such a big circle.

But as he thought about it, he discovered something was wrong: "You said that the tree man in the sanctuary was killed by your master?"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Mage." The Jackal nodded.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong!" Huo Ling murmured, this shouldn't be the case. Tree people are a type of natural creature that usually live in a huge sea of ​​trees.

Many treants are allies of the elves, and many treants and even elves' druids cast spells on the ancient trees in the sea of ​​trees to imbue the ancient trees with wisdom.

Treants are very powerful in combat. They not only have strong vitality, but also have very good defense and strength. They are large natural creatures in the spiritual world.

An injured tree man can recover from his injuries by absorbing the essence of the earth and the natural breath of the surrounding trees.

But this jackal said that when they met, the tree man was still seriously injured but crazy. Maybe because of his madness, he did not absorb the natural breath to recover from his injuries, or because the injury could not be recovered even if he absorbed the natural breath. .

Furthermore, even an injured Sanctuary cannot be killed by Wilmot, a Silver-ranked Jackal Shaman. There are still two major realms between them: gold and Sanctuary.

"How did Wilmot, a silver-level shaman, kill the tree people in the sanctuary?" Huo Ling asked with a frown.

The jackal lay on the ground without daring to say a word, his voice hesitating: "This..."

"Say! If you don't tell, you will die!" Huo Ling threatened coldly.

brush!

A dark warrior placed the sword directly on his neck, and the soul fire burning on the sword even began to burn his fur.

Feeling the cold breath of soul fire behind him, the jackal lay on the ground shivering and said in a horrified tone: "I said, I said! Don't kill me!"

"The master is a gold-level shaman and a totem master. He was only injured after being chased all the way. When fighting the tree man, he used some secret method to kill the tree man. Finally, Although he killed the tree man, he also fell from the golden level."

Under the threat of his life, the jackal told everything he knew.

After hearing this, Huo Ling couldn't help but take a breath and looked back at the warehouse where Wilmot was being held on the other side, as if he could see the jackal through the ground.

This is a big profit!