122: Black Flame Death Soldier

At this moment, in the Whispering Forest.

Hatties stood silently on the top of a tall tree, motionless in the wind.

His face was expressionless, and his deep gaze penetrated through layers of branches and leaves, silently watching below.

In the dense forest below, a silent encirclement was unfolding.

A group of Black Flame Death Soldiers, dressed in black hunting attire,

were like black drills, shuttling back and forth between the thick tree trunks.

Their target in the middle was an abnormally large, twisted creature.

"Hoo!!!"

A deafening roar broke the silence of the forest.

The sound was full of savagery and Chaos, and its massive body frantically crashed back and forth through the dense forest.

This was a Rock Slab Boar that had undergone high-level mutation.

Its mountain-like body was covered in bulging muscles, with bristles standing erect like steel needles, and its entire body was covered in a thick, rock-like armor.

Strangely, this Rock Slab Boar had no eyes or pupils.

Where its eyeballs should have been, there were only two dark, empty sockets.

Countless worm-like scarlet tentacles were emerging from those bottomless holes, wriggling aimlessly in all directions, perceiving everything around it in place of eyes.

Boom!

The Rock Slab Boar charged again.

A giant tree that would require several people to embrace was like fragile rotten wood before it, easily snapped in half.

However, the twenty-odd Black Flame Death Soldiers, their figures rapidly moving, silently dodged the fierce charge.

Their movements were highly synchronized, and their actions were as swift as the wind.

Each of them was like a rapidly spinning, Black Flame-burning vortex of death.

They continuously circled and shuttled around the berserk Rock Slab Boar, calmly seeking fleeting opportunities to attack.

They held standard-issue Flame-Gold Spears.

After countless refinements with the Spiral Force of the Nine Lives Spiral Skill, the spear shafts had taken on a strange spiral shape.

Whenever the unstoppable charge of the Rock Slab Boar missed, and its massive body entered a brief state of rigidity,

one or two Black Flame Death Soldiers would quietly descend from the tree branches, silently approaching its massive body.

Rip!

The sharp Flame-Gold Spear, surrounded by a visible black Spiral Force, was like a venomous sting, accurately piercing into the narrow gaps between the thick rock armor on the Rock Slab Boar's body.

As the Spiral Force erupted, large amounts of flesh and blood were instantly churned into pulp, mixed with foul-smelling, dark-black filthy blood, which gushed from the wound.

"Puff! Puff!"

One Black Flame Death Soldier, his body tumbling like a top on the ground, instantly disappeared beneath the Rock Slab Boar.

His spear tip pointed upwards, directly aiming for its relatively soft, less defended abdomen.

Two other Black Flame Death Soldiers transformed into black spirals and plummeted from the high treetops.

The spears in their hands turned into two sharp black blurs, fiercely stabbing into the two constantly wriggling, nauseating clusters of eye-socket tentacles.

"Aow!!!"

The Rock Slab Boar let out an even more desperate and painful roar.

It crashed through the forest, and wherever it went, trees toppled, the earth groaned, and Chaos reigned.

Yet, the Black Flame Death Soldiers remained silent,

methodically executing their rhythm of slaughter,

like a group of patient butchers, slowly carving up a fine pork chop.

After this period,

of brutal hunting and tempering in the Whispering Forest,

these Black Flame Death Soldiers, who were originally just ordinary guards, had all successfully achieved a Breakthrough to the First Life Realm of the Nine Lives Spiral Skill under the blessing of the Black Flame Divine Ability,

becoming true Clairvoyance!

Their strength was now incomparable to before.

Soon, the massive body of the Rock Slab Boar finally accumulated enough fatal injuries.

The dark-black filthy blood it shed had almost stained the ground beneath its feet into a muddy swamp, emitting a nauseating stench.

"Aow!!!"

The Rock Slab Boar let out a mournful cry of unwillingness and despair.

Its massive body collapsed to the ground with a thud, crushing countless fallen leaves and dry branches, stirring up a choking cloud of dust.

When that mountain-like body slowly stopped twitching,

a lean, black figure silently descended from the highest tree branch, planting himself firmly on the ground like a nail.

It was none other than the Black Flame leader, Hatties.

Hatties stepped forward and gently placed his hand on the Rock Slab Boar's huge body.

True Spirit Blood Fusion Secret Method!

Soon, dark red veins, like living things, emerged from the boar's carcass,

rapidly spreading along his arm, eventually disappearing completely into his body.

Hatties slowly closed his eyes,

quietly sensing the new power within him.

That mixed yet vast Bloodline was rapidly being refined and purified, ultimately transforming into nourishment for the evolution of his own Bloodline.

A moment later, he reopened his eyes,

the pupils in his eyes had become a chaotic vortex formed by countless complex threads,

deep and terrifying.

"Let's go, next one."

Hatties casually waved his hand at the Black Flame Death Soldiers behind him.

Then, he led these silent killing machines deeper into the forest.

And after they had gradually moved away,

a Black Flame began to burn silently on the body of the Rock Slab Boar lying on the ground.

Its massive body of flesh and blood rapidly shriveled at an astonishing, visible speed.

At the same time,

streams of vast and pure life Qi,

were continuously flowing into the bodies of every Black Flame Death Soldier along an unseen connection that existed in the ethereal.

The Black Flames burning on their bodies became a few shades more intense.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Hatties's movements stopped abruptly.

He raised a hand, and all the Black Flame Death Soldiers behind him instantly halted their steps.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, without a single sound.

Hatties looked up, the black spiral in his eyes slowly rotating.

He saw a transparent, corpse-like figure flickering in the wind, like a wisp of smoke about to dissipate, rapidly approaching him.

Hatties remained motionless, allowing the transparent figure to approach.

Accompanied by a gentle breeze, the transparent figure circled around him, leaning in to whisper something in his ear.

Hatties listened intently,

a faint, elongated sound reached his ears.

It was as if someone was speaking through a long pipe towards him.

This was a new type of demon that Butler Barton had recently raised, a Wind-Bone Demon.

Although it had little combat effectiveness, it possessed the ability to travel thousands of miles in an instant and could accurately locate a person's Qi, making it the best tool for transmitting messages.

Hatties listened for a while, finally distinguishing the complete message.

He slowly turned around and said calmly,

"The master has ordered an immediate return to the manor for defense!"

The next instant, Hatties's figure became a fading afterimage, disappearing from his original spot.

And the Black Flame Death Soldiers also transformed into black vortices, leaping onto the branches of towering trees.

They swiftly moved through the forest, and soon disappeared from sight.