Archdemon

The old man was very happy.

"This is the heart of the ancient tree, a treasure that can only appear in the body of a tree elder of the holy realm." An Rurui looked at the heart of the ancient tree in the box with the same lustful eyes.

"What's the use of it? Why do I want to eat it so much!" Huo Ling approached unconsciously, squatted on the ground and got close to the box, staring at the heart of the ancient tree, swallowing his saliva.

"Pop!"

An Rurui covered the magic box with great perseverance, and the runes on the magic box were activated, isolating the light and smell emitted by the heart of the ancient tree.

"Because it is a rare treasure. Eating it can repair the body's damage, improve the quality of the body and soul, and may also make people grow a second heart. This thing is worth a million magic stones, so of course you want to eat it!"

An Rurui also swallowed her saliva, but still explained.

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

"Are you really willing to use it in exchange for me to save the others of Xinghuo?" Huo Ling reluctantly withdrew his eyes from An Rurui's hand and asked.

"Yes, I hope you will set off now!" An Rurui gritted his teeth.

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

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

"What if you don't give it to me after I rescue them?" Huo Ling was furious, stretched out his hand and grabbed the armor on An Rurui's collar and lifted her up.

"I have a hell contract. Write down the terms. I won't breach it!" An Rurui's mouth twitched, and she looked at Huo Ling with a sneer.

"Write it quickly! Let's go quickly!"

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.

"Why are you looking at me? Sign it quickly!" An Rurui urged.

Seeing this, Huo Ling chuckled, and after confirming that the contract was fine, he left his soul mark on it.

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

The bloody words written by An Rurui on it also turned into runes floating in the air, and then split into two spiritual lights 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 off her face, put away the scroll of the Hell Contract, and urged.

"How many enemies are there?" There was no clause in the contract that restricted Huo Ling. It was just that if he couldn't rescue the other people of Xinghuo, he couldn't get the Heart of the Ancient Tree, so he never asked about the enemy's situation.

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

An Rurui sniffed and briefly introduced the enemy's intelligence.

"Can you beat this?" Huo Ling asked in confusion.

"We have two silvers and six black irons. Should we be able to beat them?" An Rurui's face turned cold.

Huo Ling knew the general information of the enemy, and made a prompt decision. He set out with sixty dark warriors, two hundred skeleton warriors, and three dark wizards, and put them into the secret art.

An Rurui and Huo Ling were moving quickly towards the target. In order to speed up, An Rurui took out two silver-level acceleration scrolls and released spells on her body.

On the way, Huo Ling asked doubtfully: "Take an ancient tree heart worth a million magic stones in exchange for me to save your teammates. Maybe they are all dead now. Is it worth it?"

"You don't understand the bond between me and my sisters!" An Rurui 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 people of the Spark 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 magic power, releasing natural spells, and healing the wounds of other teammates.

Although no one of them has died now, two of them have been seriously injured. If they don't cast spells to heal, they will die soon.

And the wounds on the other people were also bleeding. The jackal's sense of smell was

Very sensitive, especially in a semi-enclosed environment like a cave, the smell of blood will spread far away.

"Don't be afraid, Sister An has escaped, she will definitely come back to save us, the most important thing for us now is to hide well and not be discovered!" Xiao Ye wiped the sweat from his face and said palely.

The two seriously injured hunters groaned in pain on the ground, and their consciousness had become a little blurred.

Fortunately, the underground cave in this mountain is large enough, and the passages inside are connected in all directions. There are also many insects and bats living here, and the ground is full of bat feces, which greatly limits the gnolls' sense of smell, otherwise they would have been found long ago.

...

In the cave, on the gnoll side.

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

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

The feeling in this cave is too bad. Some of these cave passages are very tall, and some are very narrow. In any passage, there are many stone pillars, big and small.

In addition, the bat droppings that sink into the ground and emit a strong stench are simply a murder to the gnolls' sense of smell.

And the gnolls are tall and wear armor. Walking in this terrain is simply torture.

Although the eyes of the gnolls can also obtain weak vision in this completely dark situation, it is not much better than humans.

Walking through this narrow cave, you can only grope forward bit by bit.

"Ah! It stinks to death!"

A silver-level gnoll couldn't help but howl loudly. The smell in this cave was so bad that even if he covered his nose, he was almost suffocated.

The sense of smell that he used to be proud of became the source of pain at this moment.

"Shut up! If you howl again, I'll press you into the dung heap!"

"Yes! Sir!" The silver-ranked gnoll trembled and responded in a low voice.

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

He had many shaman amulets on his body, and a robe made of precious monster fur, which showed that he had an extraordinary origin. The only thing that affected his image was that the feathers on his head were stained black and smelly by the feces and urine of the bats on the cave ceiling.

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 ancient wood heart, otherwise I will eat you alive!" The gnoll shaman said while covering his nose