I'm telling fortunes in North America. I'm really not a wizard.

The Rockefeller family found traces of the dark wizard in Norway, and after confirming the news, they immediately sent people.

Following the guide to search for the dark wizard was a team of five people, and their every move showed their eliteness.

At this moment, they have arrived at what is suspected to be the dark wizard's lair.

It was a wooden house hidden in the forest. It was small and dilapidated. As soon as everyone stepped into it, a smell of mold and rot hit them in the face.

However, neither the five-man combat team nor the guide sent by the Hunter Guild showed any hesitation or disgust.

After entering the house, they pushed aside the debris in the corner and found the entrance to the basement.

Everyone shone strong flashlights downwards and saw a long spiral corridor extending downwards, with the scene at the end hidden in darkness.

"This is an extremely strange and huge place. If you are not brave enough, I suggest you don't go down."

The guide of the Hunter's Guild seemed to be giving good advice, but in fact he had ulterior motives and was trying to provoke the five people in front of him with his words.

However, considering that the other party was a financial sponsor, even though the guide had the usual temper of a Nordic person, he had to restrain himself a little at this moment and continue to explain the situation.

“He would go out to buy supplies once a week and would be back in about three hours.

So, if you want to confirm his identity, you can go into the basement and take a look.

I guarantee you’ll be convinced you’ve found the right place once you see the following scene.”

The guide of the Hunter Guild pointed to the entrance of the basement and said.

The five-member combat team, which had not been disturbed at all by the guide's verbal pressure, just nodded calmly, leaving three people outside to guard and ensure the safety of the retreat, while the captain and another team member followed the guide down.

On the damp and cold earthen walls, tree roots were winding like giant pythons, appearing and disappearing, while dark red bloodstains and dark green mildew were spreading wildly on them.

After walking down the spiral corridor for a while, they came to a huge and strange underground space.

Several people adjusted the beams of their flashlights to the maximum diffusion, and now the scene below was clearly displayed before their eyes.

There is a simple altar here. It is difficult to tell which deity is enshrined on the altar because there is no clear object of worship on it.

However, the altar was engraved with many strange symbols, and white bones were piled on top of the symbols.

As a professional, the captain of the five-man combat team recognized at a glance that these bones were all human bones. After all, the skulls were there.

In the center of the pile of bones was a large piece of rotten meat that had already smelled bad.

The captain of the combat team and two other people could easily tell that this was a part of the human body.

The rotten meat on the altar emitted a foul stench, and underneath it, the altar symbols slowly squirmed as if they had life. At first glance, it looked like a group of maggots greedily devouring the rotten meat.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but the three members of the combat team vaguely heard the voices of many people.

In an instant, the entire basement was filled with low and terrifying groans, as if countless wronged souls were wailing in pain.

Moreover, this sound did not come from the ears, but sounded directly in the mind, which was really creepy.

It seems that this is indeed the altar that a dark wizard should have. They have found the right place, and the next step is to consider how to contact it.

“It’s time to go out. I have to clean up the traces we left when we came in.

If the other party finds out that we have been in his basement, it may cause trouble for the negotiations later."

The person who spoke was an outstanding hunter from the famous Nordic underground hunter's guild that they had invited. He was a professional in handling such matters.

The captain of the combat team is naturally aware of the behavior of this type of people.

Initially, the Hunters Guild was just a group of like-minded people who were looking for legendary treasures with the dream of treasure hunting. Unexpectedly, many seemingly illusory legends actually had real treasures behind them.

They first successfully found the treasure of the Vikings once or twice, and since then, the Hunter's Guild has gradually developed.

At first, they still centered their search around the treasure of the Nordic Vikings, relying on clues to explore the wealth hidden by those pirates who roamed the seas and plundered countless people.

However, the pirates' treasure was limited after all, so they later turned their attention to salvaging shipwrecks.

Perhaps they were lucky, they really salvaged some shipwrecks and gained wealth.

As the Hunter's Guild gradually grew and prospered, more and more like-minded people joined and its business scope expanded accordingly.

They began to take on bounty missions, search for and capture people, and became bounty hunters.

If one is lucky in this line of work, the income can be quite considerable. It not only supports many bounty hunters, but also further promotes the development of the Hunter's Guild.

Today, they are even able to collaborate with non-governmental organizations (NGOs) to arrange public marches.

Because they have the ability to obtain approval procedures for the parade through certain channels.

You know, manipulating a parade can earn at least 500,000 or 600,000 euros, and as much as 1 or 2 million euros.

Today, their business has expanded to finding beautiful women for wealthy European men, then kidnapping and trading them, and their actions are becoming more and more brutal.

Therefore, the combat team needs to rely on the abilities of the guide in front of them on the one hand, but on the other hand they have to always be on guard against his hidden mischief.

After the operatives left, the guide of the Hunter Guild quickly started the work of recovering the traces.

In just a few minutes, he completed the mission and quickly exited the basement. A five-man combat team was waiting for him outside.

"We need to exit the cabin now and try to make contact when he returns."

Said the guide hunter.

The five-man combat team gladly followed the arrangements. After all, they came here to invite people, not to make enemies.

I went down just now just to confirm the authenticity.

Now that they have found the right place, it is obviously unwise to offend a dark wizard with unknown abilities, and this is also contrary to their mission.

After hearing the hunter guide's arrangement, they naturally planned to withdraw first.

However, sometimes, there are places where you can't just come and go as you please.

The moment they entered the basement, they triggered some mechanism and a black gas that was imperceptible to the naked eye began to fill the air and quietly wrapped around the several people who were on guard in the house.

When the others came up from the basement, the black air also spread to them.

Everyone suddenly found themselves surrounded by complete darkness, so dark that they couldn't see their hands in front of them, and there was no light at all.

In the darkness, a pink scent invisible to the naked eye floated by, entangling everyone in the room, especially their faces, and was then inhaled into their noses.

Soon after the five-man combat team inhaled the red breath again, they felt their bodies lighten, and their heavy equipment suddenly slipped off their bodies.

Then they realized why their equipment had fallen off, because their bodies were shrinking rapidly and black hair was growing on their hands.

They even grew tails!

A very long tail, but there is no hair on the tail, it is completely bald! (End of this chapter)