Archdemon

Since Guan Borong was not interested, Huo Ling considered it as saving some money. After all, good projects are not cheap.

After Huo Ling started to move his body, he regained his new strength and it did not affect his life for the time being.

At this time, he remembered that he still had a few jackal captives, who were locked up underground.

So he decided to go and see his captives to see if they were of any use, especially the jackal shaman. If not, he would kill him and make him a dark wizard.

Huo Ling went down the stairs. This was an abandoned warehouse underground. Some unused sundries were piled here. After bringing the captive back, there was no other place to throw him, so he threw him here first.

The gnoll shaman was wearing a slave collar, and all his magic power was drained. Huo Ling also arranged three dark warriors and ten skeleton warriors to guard here.

After more than two days without food or water, the gnoll without any magic power was so hungry that his limbs were weak.

Hearing the sound of someone coming down, the gnoll lying on the ground quickly raised his head and shouted loudly: "Do you want to starve me to death? Send me some food!"

He was exhausted in the past two days. The undead warriors around him ignored him at all. No matter how he shouted, these undead ignored him, but as long as he wanted to go out, they would chop him down with a knife without mercy.

"What do you want to eat? Puppy?" Huo Ling walked out of the shadows and looked at the golden-backed gnoll in front of him.

"I want to eat flesh and blood, fresh flesh and blood." The gnoll shaman bared his teeth and shouted, "I am a noble, I want to be treated like a noble!"

"It seems that you don't understand your current status." Huo Ling smiled slightly after hearing this, and his mental power moved slightly, and the dark warriors on both sides stepped forward.

They lifted the gnoll up, put away their swords, and beat the gnoll with their fists wearing cold iron gauntlets.

"Ah!!!"

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

"Woo..."

This old punch directly made the gnoll vomit stomach acid, and kept wailing. Later, he couldn't even wailing and could only whimper softly.

"Are you honest?" After beating for a while, Huo Ling lowered his head and asked the gnoll lying on the ground.

"You damned bastard, dare to do this to me! My family will make you pay!" The jackal man lay on the ground and tried to raise his head.

"Then keep fighting!" Huo Ling didn't mind. With a move of his mental power, the two dark warriors lifted him up again.

"I surrender, ah! I surrender, stop fighting!" The lifted jackal man howled.

But Huo Ling didn't care about him. He was already lifted up, so it would be a waste if he didn't beat him up.

After another round of punches, the jackal man finally behaved himself. He curled up on the ground and wailed softly. Fortunately, he had nothing to eat, otherwise he would have vomited all over the floor.

"Now, I ask, you answer." Huo Ling looked down at the jackal man.

"Yes, yes, ask whatever you want." The jackal man, who wanted to pretend to be dead and motionless, looked at the dark warrior who wanted to reach out and lift him up, and quickly admitted his defeat.

"What's your name?" Huo Ling asked.

"I am Wilmot of the Tabor family, a noble Gnoll noble." The Gnoll's tone was full of pride.

"The Tabor family? What title of Gnoll family?" Huo Ling asked.

"The Tabor family is a powerful duke family in the empire. The duke is a powerful legendary bloodthirsty warrior, and I am his descendant!"

"Why haven't I heard of this duke family in the south?" Huo Ling asked with some doubts.

After all, the war between Xinnan City and the Gnoll Empire this time was a coalition of three dukes in the south of the Gnoll Empire and their vassal's private soldiers.

Therefore, Huo Ling had a certain understanding of the family names of these southern Gnoll nobles in the military intelligence he had exchanged, and there was indeed no duke called the Tabor family.

"Shallow-minded human, the Tabor family is the Grand Duke of the north of the empire. Don't compare these cowardly guys in the south with our Tabor family!" The Gnoll shouted angrily while lying on the ground.

"Very good, Wilmot, how much do you think you are worth, and how much ransom should your family pay for you?" Huo Ling asked.

"I am worth at least 100,000 magic stones." Wilmot raised his head, even as a captive, he had to maintain his noble aristocratic temperament.

"Five

Ten thousand, it is indeed a good price. "Huo Ling nodded. If this hyena was taken to the slave market, although it was a silver-level shaman, it would probably only be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 magic stones.

"What are you doing here? Isn't your family in the north?" Huo Ling leaned over and asked.

"Well... I heard that there was a war in the south, so we came to see if we can get some bargains." Wilmot said with his eyes rolling.

"Let me go, I am willing to sign a hell contract with you. After letting me go, I will have someone send 100,000 magic stones back to you." Wilmot smiled on the ground.

"Okay, just stay here honestly. I will ask your men to send a letter to your family and ask them to bring magic stones to redeem you." Huo Ling didn't have anything else to ask. He was ready to sell this prisoner when the time came, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Men? Aren't they all dead? "Wilmot's heart skipped a beat, and he asked anxiously.

"You are lucky, there is a silver-level blackback still alive, let this blackback go back to deliver a letter to your family. Fortunately, there is still one alive, otherwise I really can't find a suitable gnoll to deliver a letter to your family." Huo Ling walked up the stairs, and his voice gradually faded away.

"No need to deliver the letter, the journey is too long. If the messenger dies on the way, let's sign the Hell Contract. I will return to the Gnoll Empire and will definitely send you 100,000 magic stones. I will also pay for the magic stones of the Hell Contract!" Wilmot said anxiously while lying on the ground.

"Hey! Don't go! Wait! Who is the one alive?" Wilmot wanted to get up from the ground and shouted to Huo Ling, but at this time Huo Ling had already walked out and the door was closed.

"At least bring me some food!!! "

……

Huo Ling ordered the dark warrior to carry the silver-level wolf man who had survived by chance. Although this guy was not dead, he was almost dead. He was already seriously injured and was left in the corpse storage room for two days.

If this wolf man had not been asked to go back to deliver the letter, Huo Ling would have forgotten about him and directly threw him into the cold storage to freeze to death.

When the dark warrior brought this wolf man out, this guy was also frozen to death. His limbs were almost broken, and there were several big cuts on his chest and abdomen. If he had not still had some fighting spirit and barely maintained his life, he would probably have been frozen stiff in the cold storage.

"You are lucky." Huo Ling looked at the fearful eyes of the wolf man in front of him and chuckled.

The original fate of this wolf man was that if he died, he would be a wolf to make a dark warrior. If he was still alive, he would be raised and used as an experimental subject for Huo Ling's flesh and blood transformation experiments in the future.