Baroque watched in a trance as the tunnel exploded into a torrent of metal and gravel, engulfing the body of the Wind Scout like a broken sieve. It fell to the ground, and after a long time, the rotten body could still make a faint sound.

Baroque didn't know how many injuries he had suffered, and since he vomited out pieces of internal organs, he was afraid that he was already fatal. The beastly nature in nature exploded at this time...... Rak is dead, and he won't live long, so even before he dies, he must kill that Wind Scout first.

Grabbing the ground with both hands, he dragged the blood on the ground and crawled to the side of the wind-whispering scout. Barely raising his head, he looked at the originally handsome blonde man, who had only one eye left, most of his face and body were bare bones, and the fragments of the crossbow bolts that had been inserted into his body after the explosion could be seen everywhere.

Baroque placed his hand on the neck of the Wind Scout, and the guy had a frightened look in his eyes, but he couldn't resist at all. "Hehe, Venerable Lord of the Apocalypse Sect, have you ever thought of the way you died? Let me tell you...... You will die at the hands of the lowly orcs, and you will be strangled alive by the orcs!" Baroque grinned and began to exert force, watching as the wind scout struggled to breathe, one eye burst out, and another hollow eye hole was bleeding. His severed arms were raised, and his two arms were hanging on the ground, unable to stop Baroque at all, so immersed in incomparable fear and misery, gradually losing consciousness, his eyes blurred, and his body getting colder and colder......!

When Baroque's last strength was exhausted, the Wind Scout was already dead and could no longer die, and even his neck bone was choked off. Exhaling a breath, Baroque lay on his back on the ground and passed out ............!

Very subtle, as if flying up, this state. There is always a sense of déjà vu in the Baroque. It seems like...... It seems to have been struck by lightning, and the soul is in this state when it crosses, is it that he is going to cross again? It's hard for them to have a good ending...... How sad Celine would be!

He is so confused and cranky, full of reluctance to give up on the world. It feels like it's drifting farther and farther away. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in front of me, purple!

And then the second, and the third...... At first, the lightning just passed through the empty body, without any feeling, and gradually I could feel a trace of numbness, as if I had been electrocuted. His consciousness gradually became clearer. A voice came from afar: "Baroque, wake up, if you die, what will happen to my three children? Will they die with you? Wake me up, or I won't tell you how to save that frost wolf......!"

Why, Baroque shook suddenly, and then a wave of crazy pain struck, and his mind once again took control of his body, feeling the trauma left by the severe injury. I opened my eyes slightly and found that I was not dead. What nonsense. The internal organs are all broken and vomited, but they are not dead?

"Orc boy, my three children are in your body. Do you think they're just trying to take advantage of you and absorb your purple thunderbolt power? They saved your life and protected your internal organs, and all you vomited out was a few blood clots. "The fragment of the soul of the old immortal Hebrewonian wolf has reappeared, only this time it is much weaker, and it is clear that he has paid a great price to save the Baroque!

"Listen. To save you, my strength is almost exhausted. After this time, I'm afraid that my residual consciousness will dissipate forever. It's up to you to do it all in the future. The old wolf's voice was intermittent: "You did a good job this time, even I didn't expect to kill the ghostly Wind Scout, when I was surrounded by the Holy See Sky Scout warriors, this guy accidentally got a part of my broken body, thus mastering the traces of my breath, and therefore chased me for many years, as long as he is there, my child will always live in a threat." Fortunately, he is dead, and the rest of the Heavenly Apocalypse Holy See has not mastered the traces of my breath, as long as you are careful in the future, you will be much safer, and you will be able to grow your power in the dark. I don't know exactly where you'll go, but your potential is immeasurable...... Maybe it's like the one my father followed back then...... Everything is possible, work hard, my children will always follow you, hehe, descendants of the Hebrewon Wolf and the Frost Wolf clan...... Indivisible ......!"...

The voice of the old wolf gradually disappeared, and Baroque felt that this time it was really gone forever, and there was no consciousness in the light group in his soul sea, only the remaining information of the old wolf was left, and perhaps it would be taught to Baroque one by one with some opportunities in the future.

Now alive, Baroque endures the torn pain and forces himself to stay awake. Didn't the old wolf say that he could still save Lack? Baroque crawled next to Rak's huge body, the body of the frost giant wolf was already cold and cold, his eyes were blank, and the demon core was thrown aside, and he had been dead for a long time.

The sadness had not yet surfaced, and the light left behind by the old wolf of the Soul Sea revealed a glimmer of information that gave Baroque new hope. He was only physically injured, the soul sea was not damaged in any way, and even the power of the shaman had not been consumed. Chanting incantations, releasing the power of the shaman, channeling the power in the totem pole, waiting anxiously for a while, and finally under the surprised gaze of the Baroque, a weak little wolf of light and shadow came out, jumping in mid-air, screaming and spinning around the Baroque. This is Rak's soul, it's not dead, but under the heavy blow, the soul and body are separated.

It's good that he didn't die, Baroque was confident that he would find a way to get Rak back into his body, even if the demon core was removed? At least the old wolf told him two ways, one was to find the elves and ask them for the spring water of the [Fountain of Life], which was said to be able to repair all damage.

The other is to find a totem pole made from the core of the [Tree of Life], and use shamanic techniques to transfer Rak's soul to the past, under the warmth of the heart of the tree, through the totem ritual, you can make Rak re-communicate with his body and restore his original state. Until then, Rak's body must be well preserved.

Ask Ruck to be patient, and then the little wolf's light dissipated, and Baroque carefully stuffed the core into the frost wolf's broken belly, and then put it into the storage ring with the totem pole, where the contents would never deteriorate or be damaged. The Wind Scout was dead, he definitely had something good on him, Baroque rummaged through the tattered corpse, and quickly untied a slender cyan metal belt, in which a looming cyan bird soared within the inlaid crystal. As long as you are not an idiot, you will know that this kind of Apocalypse Holy See item must have done something wrong, if the Baroque greedily takes possession of it, I am afraid that in a few days, it will be slaughtered by the Holy See personnel who have tracked it down.

The silver wolf happily ran over from the pit, and when he saw the [Chime Bird Phantom Crystal] on the belt, he suddenly looked like a greedy eater, and shouted: "Give it to me, I want to eat, I want to eat ......!"

"Can you eat it?" The old wolf had completely dissipated and couldn't help much, and Baroque really doubted that the little wolf could devour the power of this phantom crystal.

"My strength has increased a lot, and as long as I swallow the phantom crystal in my stomach, I can melt and absorb it little by little. The wolf's paws kept scratching at the phantom crystal, and the sharp teeth tore at it, even causing the metal belt to burst out with a little spark. Its strength really increased, and it actually gnawed off the phantom crystal from its belt and swallowed it in one gulp. As if drunk, he staggered, jumped on the arm of the baroque, and re-turned into a tattoo attached.

Baroque could clearly hear the wolf crying at the three phantom eggs of his brothers, as if beckoning them to come to a feast. The three veined eggs were dull as they helped Baroque defend themselves against the attacks of the Windwhispering Scouts. A strange clear fluctuation flowed from the little wolf tattoo into the body of the three beast eggs, and then the three beast eggs began to slowly recover............ They were already about to hatch, but unfortunately they were hit hard this time, and they needed to absorb some more strength, which greatly delayed the incubation time. ...

Is the Wind Scout a poor ghost?Baroque was unhappy that he had rummaged through the tattered corpse for a long time and had not found a storage ring.

But soon he didn't think so, and the Wind Scout's right hand had several fingers broken, perhaps the storage ring was on one of the fingers that had been shattered and scattered. After looking around, he quickly pulled out a finger from a crack in a stone not far away and pulled off the black ring on it. The prohibition of the storage ring is the same, and the purple thunder and lightning power of the Baroque Soul Sea can be easily broken to check the items inside.

The space is not small, even a third larger than the royal storage ring of Prince Alvin, but the items stored in it are pitiful, except for a spar that is obviously a flamingo crystal, there are only a few hundred gold coins and some changes of clothes, is this guy an ascetic?

I complained for a long time about the lack of greed, but fortunately, the storage ring was big enough, and the armor, weapons, bows and arrows left by the Hansa people outside were definitely supplies that the orcs could not necessarily buy with money, and of course the Baroque would not let it go.

After moving for a while, Baroque was sore and weak, tired and panting, and was seriously injured by the wind scouts, but it was not a moment and a half to recover. But there was no time to waste, and he didn't know when the fleeing Hanseatic knights would arrive with reinforcements, and he had to get out of here as soon as possible.

Staggering into the tunnel, Susan sat behind a magical ballbow in a daze. Silently putting the giant crossbow into the storage ring, Baroque half-carried Susan out of the tunnel. The delirious Susan saves Baroque's life, a poor woman who has lost almost all the good things in her life, perhaps...... It's also a blessing to be delirious, so as long as she doesn't deliberately stimulate her nerves, Susan is happier.

Baroque has sworn that if Susan never recovers, he will protect her with all his strength, for the rest of his life!

It's not exactly love for Susan, maybe it's guilt and pity, but also sympathy...... In short, out of a complex feeling that Baroque himself could not explain, he felt that he had to be responsible.

"Susan, let's go, it's time to go home!" Baroque walked out of the pit with a long sword, holding Susan, who was as well-behaved as a little girl. (To be continued)