I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

The strongest and most top-level team of giant bear warriors was completely wiped out.

Darcy almost fainted when he received the news.

"how so!"

He has been guarding this inheritance for a hundred years.

Neither he nor his ancestors had ever experienced anything like this.

What on earth is this He Fuxi!

"He Fuxi, He Fuxi, He Fuxi..." He walked around in circles, already overwhelmed.

The confidant was extremely anxious and quickly said:

"Sir, He Fuxi can go into the ninth floor if he wants. There is nothing to worry about except an old man who should have died long ago. The most important thing right now is that he cannot be kept..."

As he was speaking, the underground insects suddenly made a sharp chirping sound.

A letter has come.

Darcy rushed over and picked up the underground worm.

The insect's mouth opened and closed, and a cry filled with fear echoed in the cave:

"Father! Father, save me! I saw that He Fuxi. She has already entered the ninth floor and will meet him soon... She, she! If she knows, she will definitely come to hunt me down and dig out my heart and take my blood! Father, save me!"

The orc on the other side of the underground worms was crying and talking incoherently, and was completely frightened.

Darcy was filled with hatred, but he spoke in a gentle, fatherly voice:

"Don't panic, your father is here, what are you afraid of?"

"Of course I'm scared! You asked me to guard outside the ninth floor, and I'm scared every day! Why! Why don't you let the second son go? Why don't you let the third, fourth, and fifth sons go? You just don't like me and always think that I'm not worthy of being your son! Wuuuu..."

The eldest prince cried and screamed, acting crazy.

Darcy was disgusted, but he could not show it, so he suppressed his unhappiness and continued to comfort her gently:

"Why do you think so? You are my first son. How could I not like you? The ninth floor is so important. I value you so much that I entrusted you with this important task."

"I don't believe it!" The eldest prince's voice was full of jealousy: "Unless you take me out immediately and announce that I will inherit the position of patriarch..."

"Oh?" Darcy's face was ferocious, but his tone was relaxed.

Even, there was a hint of smile.

"That's natural," he said.

"I'll send a warrior to pick you up right away, but you have to hold on to the underground worm. If it gets blown up, the warrior won't be able to contact you."

His voice became softer and softer, as if he was coaxing a child:

"Did you see it? There's a little red on the bottom of the underground worm. That's its signal. You have to hold it tightly to prevent it from falling. Tightly, the tighter the better..."

"what!"

Suddenly there was a shrill scream of pain from the other end, followed by a loud bang.

In a flash, the underground worm in Darcy's hand turned into two layers of dry skin.

This means that the underground worms on the other side are dead.

When Ling Ling arrived, she saw the eldest prince with twisted limbs, black lips, and had already died.

"How could this happen?" Ling Ling was full of regret: "At that time, I saw him trapped here, with no one around, and I thought he couldn't escape, so I ignored him..."

He Fuxi examined the eldest prince's death and picked up the dried underground worms on the ground.

"The venom gland in the tail was pinched," she said.

"Venom gland?" Lingling was surprised.

Underground worms are rare creatures, and a low-level slave like him has no chance of coming into contact with them.

Therefore, it was the first time he heard that this insect was poisonous.

"You don't know what's normal, because this poison is not innate, it's injected into you later."

A trace of disgust flashed across He Fuxi's eyes:

"The bear people are so cunning and suspicious. They deliberately implanted the poison glands of the poisonous queen bee into the underground insects to protect themselves."

Ling Ling was even more shocked:

"So, the eldest prince was killed by his own people?"

He Fuxi hummed:

"Most likely, he was killed by his so-called father."

Lingling sighed.

The giant bear tribe is neither brothers nor fathers. It is a real moral decline.

The two men returned to the old dog with heavy hearts.

"What? The prince is dead?" The old dog gave a sarcastic smile.

"As expected, the giant bear is selfish and shows no mercy when it comes to targeting the inside."

Lingling is frustrated:

"What should I do? It's already daybreak, and I don't know what the battle situation is like outside. My tribesmen are desperately defending the border, but I'm still wandering outside the tenth floor..."

"Don't worry, we've done it." He Fuxi patted him on the shoulder, his tone relaxed: "Have you forgotten? The slaves from level one to level eight have all been liberated. Without them as hostages, how can the giant bear drive other tribes to fight?"

She smiled:

"I'm afraid they are now struggling to avenge the tribe's counterattack!"

Lingling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the old dog who was listening silently at the side suddenly had a flash in his eyes.

"Giant Bear, no more?"

He Fuxi is more modest:

"He should be seriously injured."

What Lingling has to say:

"It's more than a serious injury. This time, even our ancestors' graves will be dug up!"

"Really?" The old dog's aging and rotting face suddenly brightened.

“Hahahaha! What goes around comes around, and the Giant Bear Clan will also have this day! I’ve waited for it, I’ve finally waited for it!”

Then he asked He Fuxi:

"Who is the current leader of the Giant Bear Clan?"

He Fuxi replied: "It's Black Bear Darcy."

"Darcy? Never heard of it." The old dog snorted contemptuously.

"So those old guys never even told their descendants who I was. Are they afraid of being ashamed by their descendants, or do they think I'm dead? In my opinion, the latter is more in line with their shameless nature. But!"

He laughed wildly.

"They never thought until they died! They died before me!"

After laughing, there was another round of gnashing of teeth:

"Serves them right, they deserve it. Bear people, always ignorant, arrogant, and self-destructive!"

"Little girl!" He suddenly turned to He Fuxi and said, "You said you want to go to the tenth floor?"

He Fuxi nodded.

The old dog smiled sadly.

"In the past thousand years, I have thought countless times about how happy I would be when this Soul Prison is blasted open. But now that it has really happened, I realize that it is nothing special."

"I've had enough. I've had enough."

"Now, I only have one thing left..."

He stretched out his broken, bony claws.

He Fuxi felt a pain in his heart and cried out:

"Grandpa, don't--"

"Don't stop me." The old dog said in a deep voice: "This is my severance with the giant bear tribe. Let this dirty bloodline end here!"

After saying this, he used up all the strength in his weak body and ruthlessly used the dog's claws to dig into his chest!

A heart, still beating and steaming, appeared in front of He Fuxi, covered in blood.

Then, squeeze it hard!

The bright red heart exploded, and drops of blood dripped onto the ground, suddenly forming strange patterns and bursting out with dazzling light.

"In the name of my paternal canine family, I command the bear tribe!" said the old dog in a trembling voice.

He was bathed in golden light, so transparent that he seemed to disappear.

"The gate to the tenth level of hell, open!"

Boom!

As the huge body fell, a stone door slowly opened.