From Wild Mage to Wizard King

The ground had long been stained with countless blood, and the disgusting red and black intertwined to form an uncomfortable floor in front of him.

Every step Harber took on the floor made him feel sticky and uncomfortable.

On the table not far away, countless bloody furs were placed on it, and some mysterious organs were quietly floating above the turbid bloody liquid.

The thick smell of blood, the disgusting smell of decay and various strange smells mixed together made Harber feel a little unbearable.

He moved forward along the signs of life sensed by the life perception, while keeping a very vigilant look around.

However, Harber's vigilance was unnecessary. Until he reached the target, he did not see anything wrong or encounter any sudden attacks.

After arriving at the target, Harber looked up at the group of corpses in front of him that were still dripping blood according to the life perception.

The weak breath of life came from it.

Harber thought about it, and used magic to remove the bleeding corpses in front of him one by one and placed them on the table beside him.

After turning over dozens of corpses, Harber finally saw the existence of a weak breath of life, two slaves who were only 1.23 meters tall and whose flesh and blood were rotten.

Looking at them, Harber was silent for a while. He sighed and cast a recovery spell on them, ready to take them out to see if they could be saved.

Just as Harber was about to take them away, the two slaves suddenly opened their eyes, showed a hideous smile, and rushed towards Harber together.

"You guys who destroyed the noble master's life, for the master, go to death."

The two slaves shouted and rushed towards Harber.

Their bodies swelled rapidly, turning into flesh bombs and exploding directly.

"Bang!"

Harber looked at the two slaves who exploded in front of him, as well as the fragments of flesh and blood on the shield, and his face turned black.

He looked at the souls of the two slaves, took their souls under his control without hesitation, and quickly flipped through their soul memories.

The two slaves had no names, their mothers were also slaves, and as for their fathers, they had never seen them.

Since childhood, they have lived with other children in a small room, eating leftovers every day, and the only education they received was the various slave educations that had completely enslaved their mothers.

In this environment, they recognized their slave status and did not think that there was anything wrong with being born as slaves. Naturally, they became completely enslaved and did not know how to resist. They were willing to sacrifice everything for their masters, including their lives.

As for the warehouse where Harber is now, it is actually the entertainment place of the eldest lady of the Salin family. The hobby of this eldest lady is to torture slaves and enjoy their painful wails.

However, this eldest lady rarely tortures enslaved slaves, because enslaved slaves do not know how to resist at all, which is completely boring for her.

Therefore, she prefers to torture those newly captured new slaves, family servants, or free people in nearby villages.

In this regard, the two enslaved slaves envied those who were captured and tortured, because, in their opinion, it is their honor to sacrifice their lives for their masters.

So, when the young lady was hiding in panic and preparing to set a trap, the two enslaved slaves volunteered to stand up. When they finally pounced on Harber and blew themselves up, the two slaves were still full of pride and excitement.

After reading the memories of the two slaves, Harber sighed silently.

He shook his head and continued to walk deeper into the warehouse. Through the soul memories of the two slaves, Harber knew the hiding place of the young lady, which was one of the weak life breaths that Harber sensed.

Whether it was a task ordered by the committee or unhappiness in his heart, Harber would kill her.

Harber walked to a turbid blood pool, where all kinds of rotten substances were rotting. Harber looked down at the blood pool, stretched out his right hand, and a ball of fire appeared in his hand.

Then, Harber threw the flame out.

The flame fell on the blood pool, and then quickly burned.

In the blink of an eye, the entire surface of the blood pool was covered with flames, and the temperature of the blood pool began to rise rapidly.

After the temperature rose rapidly, Harber also saw the weak life breath in the blood pool rising rapidly. Harber opened the magic book, and a hammer formed by flames appeared above the blood pool.

"Bang!"

When a figure rushed out of the blood pool, the hammer formed by flames, under Harber's control, smashed the figure back into the blood pool with one hammer.

After smashing back into the blood pool, she quickly rushed out again, and was smashed back by Harber again.

After smashing back more than a dozen times, the figure was finally no longer so impatient. She endured the high temperature, shrank under the flames, and spoke to Harber.

"My lord, please spare me. I don't know anything. I just passed by. I don't know anyone from the Salin family at all."

Harber ignored it, stretched out his hand, grabbed her with magic, and lifted her directly out of the blood pool.

"My lord, spare my life, spare my life."

The figure wailed and begged for mercy.

"The eldest lady of the Salin family, would I admit my mistake?"

Harber said casually. He opened the large steamer beside him and pressed the figure inside. Then, he covered the steamer and lit it.

After being thrown into the steamer, the figure also made a sharp sound and shouted loudly.

"You can't, you can't do this! I'm a noble! I'm a noble! I ask you to give me a decent death!!! You can't do this, you can't!!!"

She can laugh and watch the slaves struggling in the steamer, and enjoy it, but when it comes to her turn, she can't be happy.

"No, you can, absolutely."

Harber said lightly, increasing the firepower.

Under Harber's spell, the eldest lady of the Salin family has always maintained a clear consciousness, and her body also retains a weak vitality.

Therefore, she persisted more than ten times longer than ordinary slaves, until her body was steamed into mud, and the eldest lady was killed by Harber.

Harber grabbed her soul, opened the magic book in his hand, and found a spell for torturing the soul from it.

With the power of the magic book, Harber cast a necromancy spell not very skillfully, and then a ball of soul fire ignited her soul and slowly eroded and burned.

In this kind of soul pain, her soul made a sharp scream.

While Harber continued to torture her, he also went to other places in the warehouse where there was a breath of life.

As expected, Harber caught several more guys who were hiding. At the same time, he was also attacked by the self-explosion of more than a dozen enslaved slaves.