Miller finally managed to pull out most of the black magic spirits from his body. It would be fine if he just pulled out all of them, Miller thought. The black magic spirit on the ground was mixed with Miller's blood, turning it into a dark red puddle.
If he died like this, he probably wouldn't have to continue being tortured. The endless pain over the past few days made Miller want to be free as soon as possible. He even forgot about taking revenge on Michael.
He noticed that the black magic spirit had not touched his heart from beginning to end. It probably could not replace the role of the heart. In this case, as long as he took the opportunity to completely destroy the heart, it would probably end. He didn't want to live like a puppet anymore.
Miller cut open his chest and plucked out the beating heart. The fist-sized heart was beating non-stop. After it was plucked out, it beat happily in his palm, causing his hand to tremble.
Miller watched his heart beating in his hand and was in a daze momentarily. He looked at his heart beating continuously as if he was drunk. After a while, he suddenly reacted. He channeled the remaining magic power into his hands and closed them with all his strength.
His heart was crushed into pieces. Miller's body seemed to have lost all support in an instant, and he fell limply to the side. Miller's only thought was that he was finally free.
The black magic spirit on the side finally noticed the abnormality here. It reluctantly pulled out from the demon wolf's body and quickly rushed back. The motionless black magic spirit on the ground suddenly squirmed. It stretched out its tentacles and assembled the heart fragments on the ground as if it was transmitting magic power. A dark red heart started beating again shortly after, and the black magic spirit stuffed it into Miller's chest.
Miller's consciousness that had just dissipated quickly condensed back, and the bone-chilling pain surged up again. When the demon wolf ran away just now, the black magic spirit, who did not get enough black magic, vented all its anger on Miller.
As if it felt that normal venting wasn't enough, it simply turned into Miller's body and released all its tentacles to shuttle around. Soon, Miller's internal organs were riddled with injuries. This time, it didn't pull out the new organs. Instead, it bared its teeth on the tentacles and began to bite Miller's internal organs.
"Please, kill me!!!" Miller screamed and begged the black magic spirit, but it didn't have the ability to speak yet. It could only instinctively release its resentment towards Miller and chase after other magic beasts, devouring the black magic in their bodies.
"I was wrong. I won't do it again!" Miller's voice was hoarse from the pain. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't move now, he would definitely kneel on the ground and beg the spirit to let him go.
However, the newborn black magic spirit did not have a full mind. It only felt that Miller was like a fun toy. Now that the toy was disobedient, it wanted to teach its toy a lesson. How could it let Miller off?
After a while, the black magic spirit seemed to feel that Miller's begging voice was too noisy. It tried to put a tentacle down his throat but couldn't find what it was looking for. The spirit retracted its tentacle and slashed Miller's neck.
This time, it directly cut off Miller's windpipe, and it seemed that even his vocal cords were destroyed. The black magic spirit looked at the blood bubbles coming out of the windpipe with satisfaction. It curiously drilled into the windpipe through a tentacle, and Miller couldn't even make a sound.
After Michael and the others accidentally obtained the demon wolf, Michael still had a lot of questions in his heart and he was still bewildered. However, the purpose of this trip had not been resolved yet. They had already searched the outer area of the Dark Forest, but they did not see the shadow of the Silent Bird at all.
Michael unfolded the map and studied it for a while. They had gone to all the places marked on the map where the Silent Bird might be, but all they saw was the nest it left behind . As for the birds inside, they had long disappeared.
The sun was already setting in the west, and the unknown power in the Dark Forest had increased again. Michael decided to take a look at the last location marked on the map. No matter what the outcome was, they would have to go home. Otherwise, the dark forest at night would be too dangerous.
No bird's nest.
Soon, the group arrived at the last location marked on the map. The nests of the Silent Birds were usually set up on the ground, so they should be easily discovered. Regrettably, there were still no traces of the Silent Bird this time.
Michael was a little unwilling to give up and went to flip the bird's nest. As soon as he reached his hand in, he felt something warm.
He retracted his hand and carefully looked inside. It was actually a few eggs!
Silent birds usually lay five or six eggs at a time. Under normal circumstances, the female would guard her eggs while the male would go out to look for food. But when they were in danger, the birds would use something like a bag woven from leaves to move most of their eggs away and throw away some that they thought were bad.
At this moment, there was no mother guarding the nest, and only two eggs were left. Obviously, the nearby Silent Birds had sensed danger and abandoned them.
What should he do? Generally speaking, it was very difficult to hatch abandoned eggs. Although they could be used for alchemy, they could not complete the mission in the mission book.
Silent birds were actually very sensitive to danger. When they migrated, they would migrate as a whole. This meant that it would be very difficult to find even if he had the chance to come to the Dark Forest again.
"Let's bring the egg back," Nina said. "Maybe I can hatch them. That's not necessarily impossible. I've tried hatching spiritual bird eggs before."
"Yeah, bring it back." Mr. Royce also said, "What if it hatches? No matter what, it's better than having no hope. Don't you think so?"
"Alright." Michael agreed, and they carefully covered the bird's nest with magic, bringing the entire piece back with them.
Castle Z.
Michael had just placed the bird's nest in the newly tidied indoor incubation room when he saw York rushing over. Behind him was Mr. Royce's spirit pet owl.
This time, Mr. York looked even more excited. He happily raised the recording charm. He had just received Mr. Royce's letter, so he quickly packed his things and rushed over. The previous reports had already made him a lot of money; this time, he had encountered big news about taming a demon wolf. York could already imagine the news going viral.
However, when York saw the spirit wolf, he was shocked. He wrote down the situation and quickly went back to organize the report. He didn't even agree to Mr. Royce's invitation for dinner.
If this kind of news were not published quickly, it would be bad luck if someone else stole the opportunity to publish it. With this thought in mind, Mr. York sped up the magic broom.