From Wild Mage to Wizard King

After listening to Roland's words, the Gray Crow turned his head and looked at Hela eagerly.

However, it was too much to ask Hela to speak to it.

Hela lowered her head and ignored its eyes.

"Tsk."

Roland reached out and lifted the Gray Crow up again. Then, he looked at Hela and said.

"Where are the pills I prepared for it before? Take out a can."

Hearing Roland's words, Hela also raised her head again, followed his words, took out a can full of black pills from the space bracelet, and handed it to Roland.

These were the small pills that Hela bought a lot of cheap dark element materials when she was at the Soul School, and she made them for the Gray Crow herself.

For the Gray Crow, although it was just a small snack, it would still be good for long-term consumption.

Roland took the can of pills, and then took out some blessings from the High Priest's Staff, processed them and injected them into it.

After noticing Roland's operation, the gray crow held by Roland immediately looked at the jar in his hand with eager eyes.

However, although eager, the gray crow did not dare to do anything and could only watch.

After saving the blessing in the pill, Roland handed the jar back to Hela and instructed.

"I give it to you. If it is usually obedient, feed it a few pills. If it is not obedient, there will be no."

Hela nodded, and under the eager gaze of the gray crow, she put the jar back into the space bracelet.

After Roland put it on the gray crow, it also flew to Hela's shoulder and showed a flattering expression.

"There is a good show about to happen. If you are interested, you can follow me. If you are not interested, you can rest in the room."

Roland ignored their situation and walked to the door of the room. After leaving a word, he pushed the door and walked out.

Hearing Roland's words, although Hela didn't know what was going on, she did not hesitate and decisively followed Roland.

Hela held up an elemental shield to block the rain from outside, and ran quickly to catch up with Roland.

Due to the influence of the rain, there were not many sailors on the deck of the merchant ship, and since there was no one to supervise them, several sailors shrank back and did not want to patrol in the rain.

Therefore, Roland and Hela arrived at the entrance below the deck smoothly.

Looking at the entrance that was locked again, Roland stretched out his right finger and pressed on the door lock.

Weak magic power poured into it and easily pried open the door lock.

Then, Roland pushed the door and walked in.

Deep below the deck, in a secret room.

A young man in light armor was looking at the prisoner in the cage in the center of the room with hatred.

In the cage in the center of the room, a man with his limbs chained, kneeling on the ground, his clothes tattered, and with countless wounds on his body was resting with his eyes closed.

The young man in light armor picked up a piece of red-hot iron and showed a cruel smile to the man in the cage.

"Don't worry, the boss asked you to be sent there alive, so I won't kill you."

As he said that, the young man inserted the hot iron block directly into the man's right leg.

As the hot sound rang slightly, a smell of cooked meat came from the man's right leg.

The man didn't show any reaction to this, and his expression didn't change at all.

"I'm curious, how much benefit did they give you, or do you have any handle in their hands? A superhuman, how could you be reduced to being a subordinate of the garbage of human traffickers?"

As he said that, the young man picked up another piece of iron and stuck it directly on the man's right cheek.

"Hiss——"

Looking at the man who didn't change his face and didn't want to say a word, the young man gritted his teeth and said.

"Speak, why don't you speak!"

As he said that, the furious young man threw the iron clamp in his hand aside, slapped the man twice, grabbed his clothes, and forcibly lifted him up, cursing.

"You beast, their parents sacrificed their lives for the country, you bastard, why do you still want to attack them! I'll fuck you to death!!!"

The more the young man cursed, the angrier he got. He raised his leg and kicked the man, sending him flying and crashing into the wall of the cage.

After kicking him, the young man was still cursing.

"Don't let me find your home, or I'll kill your whole family."

Just as he was cursing, a soldier also ran in hurriedly. He came to the young man's side and whispered a few words.

After hearing what he said, the young man frowned slightly and said.

"Someone is coming. Are you ready?"

The soldier nodded and responded.

"Adjutant Ling has made all the arrangements."

"Yeah."

The young man nodded, walked to the side of the room, and took down the battle axe on it.

He closed his eyes, and his right hand crossed the blood-stained battle axe. Then, he opened his eyes, his eyes full of coldness and ruthlessness.

"Let's go."

After saying that, he walked out of the room with his battle axe in hand, and the soldier who had delivered the message followed him closely.

Outside the room, all combatants, including the extraordinary ones, had put on their equipment and taken their weapons.

In the dark corridor with only a faint firelight, the team that had quietly landed on the transport ship was moving forward silently, and the surrounding environment was a little strangely quiet.

The spellcaster who was being carried seemed to have suddenly realized something, and glanced around anxiously.

After hesitating for a while, the increasingly uneasy spellcaster glanced at the second-level warrior standing in the front and whispered.

"It seems that something is wrong."

Before he finished speaking, the wooden wall of the corridor was torn apart, and several heavy infantrymen rushed into the team like a beast, forcibly cutting the team apart.

Then, other extraordinary people and soldiers filed out from the gap torn open by the heavy infantry and killed the landing team.

At the same time, from the far side of the corridor, a young man wearing light armor and holding a battle axe also rushed straight towards them at an astonishing speed. His first target was the only second-level warrior on the opposite side.

"Bang!"

The two weapons collided, and a crisp metal collision sound followed.

Before the second-level warrior could react, the young man instinctively raised his right leg and kicked it.

After forcing the second-level warrior back a few steps, the young man swung the battle axe and killed several ordinary people nearby.

As the blood spurted out, the strong smell of blood quickly filled the crowded corridor.

The axe youth smelled the familiar smell of blood, and his body quickly became hot, and he seemed to be ready to move.

He looked at the second-level warrior who was forced back by him and said coldly.

"So there are adventurers involved?"