Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 299: Argument
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The Haze City was broken, Abibo, the second-level activated goblin lord, died, and two first-level activated goblin city masters were beheaded. The final result was that Locke and the others, the holy tower team, greatly enriched their inventory and reward.
The white crystal mist outside the city gradually dissipated. Without the traction and suppression of the second-level activated fairy lord Abibo, the crystal mist generated by the crystal tree will eventually be attributed to nature, and the concentration will at least decrease compared to the present more than half.
"Hey, Locke, how is the harvest?" a green-robed magician asked with a smile on the battlefield outside the city.
Now the battle is over. The area outside the city as the main battlefield is the main source of remaining valuable items.
"It's okay." Locke concealed a mid-level monster core that he had just dissected into the space ring. The most deadly on the battlefield were the activated goblins, but there were also many fallen slave creatures.
In this siege, thousands of slave creatures, at least two-fifths of them, fell here forever.
I don’t know if the green-robed magician saw Locke’s small movements, he just squinted and smiled, "Are there still slaves of the sub-human? If yes, give me two."
This green-robed magician is a high-level magic apprentice. He is one of the few high-level magic apprentices that Locke has friendship with. He majored in plant magic. Locke has seen many times before. The harmless apprentice of magic, raised his hands and summoned a giant vine more than ten meters long to smash the body of the activated fairy.
"There are not many people here. Two are not possible. One is okay. I'll pay attention to you." Locke shook the blood on the dagger, stood up and replied.
Jiji people are the kind of talking green-pieds that Locke discovered that day. This newly transferred slave creature is clever, but also has good wisdom and strength. It is deeply loved by many magical apprentices. .
Every magic apprentice wants to have one or two such followers.
"Okay, one for each." The green-robed magician smiled relieved, and he also knew that Jinji people are not easy to do right now.
"Well, there is news, I'll go to you." Locke nodded. For this kind of transaction, Locke never collects deposits and other fees in advance. It has always been Locke's principle of doing things.
This style of trading is very much in line with the magicians' principle of equivalent exchange, so magicians who are now familiar with Locke all like to deal with this honest businessman.
Locke, who is in charge of some slave creatures, has now transformed himself into a famous merchant in this sacred magician army. It is really interesting. Locke wondered whether it was under the influence of Shasi when he was in Princeton.
Xia Xi, who majored in economics and management, gave her a huge sum of two thousand gold moles before Locke left. I don't know how Xia is doing now.
Suddenly, it has been more than a year since I left Princeton, and the progress of the Plane War is less than one-third. Locke doesn't know how long it will take to go back and see Xia Qian and the others.
And his parents, after so many years, Locke has not returned to Faustin to take a look.
When the war is over, go back, Locke thought to himself.
Babrina, the leader of this team, did not rush to attack the next destination after taking the Haze City, but ordered all magicians and slave creatures to recuperate.
In this siege, the magic apprentices have lost a lot. The reduction of more than 30 magic apprentices has reduced the total number of magic apprentices in this sacred team by nearly one-seventh so far.
The weak are eliminated, and the strong stand out. This is the baptism and erosion of war.
The addition of magic apprentices, don’t need to think about it. In theater No. 17, under the allocation of Master Zyra, the number of magicians in each sacred tower team is the same.
After the war, the remaining magic apprentices in each team, to a large extent, determine the final reward that the leader magician can get.
"Apply for another batch of slave corps from the headquarters." In the crystal ball, Pabrina's face emerged.
"Yes!" The magician in charge of contacting Battle Zone 7 answered immediately after receiving Babrina's order.
The strongest reliance and weapon of magicians is the magic tower that can assist in increasing combat power several times.
A magician with a magic tower can fight at least three powerful people of the same level.
With the gradual deepening of the war on the planes, on the seventh battle zone, this holy tower and the knight’s hall are standing at the forefront of the world of activated fairies. There have been many magic towers rising from the ground, the number is more than a dozen. These magic towers surrounded the No. 7 theater of defense into an iron barrel-like line of defense, blocking countless attacks from the Holy City of Living Fairy.
These magic towers are equipped with second-level magicians at least, and there are magic towers with third-level great magicians, and there are also one or two.
Floating ships one after another, ascending and descending in the seventh theater, carried countless slave creatures to various theaters, and at the same time brought a larger number of activated goblins.
"The fourth warehouse is full!"
"The K17 floater requested to leave the port, and the way forward: Theater 11!"
"The fifth warehouse is open!"
"The 17th theater applied for support from the slave army, coordinate GB142.FM127!"
"A three-level activation fairy energy fluctuation is suspected to be found in the ninth theater!"
"The Sky Knight Boer in the 22nd theater asks the three-level powerhouses to work together!"
"..."
Countless knights and magicians walk through in the command headquarters jointly constructed by the Holy Tower and the Knights’ Hall in the seventh theater.
One report and one instruction were sent to the command room through the knights and magicians in each post.
In the command room, in addition to the busy staff, there are three big bosses, so they can sit here in their spare time.
"When do you plan to send the space fortress to and from the wizarding world?" Sky knight Bolong asked the black-robed old man sitting among them.
"Half a year later." The black-robed old man took a sip of tea made with high-purity activated essence and leaned comfortably on his back chair.
"No! At this speed, the number of slave creatures cannot be maintained at all. They must return to the wizarding world as soon as possible to be replenished." Sky knight Bolong retorted, not caring about the strength of the demigod in his tone.
The black-robed old man is officially the highest leader in the holy tower, the third-level pinnacle magician Mist, and is also the top powerhouse who has the ‘silent rod’ bestowed by the master of the holy tower.
Mist groaned and did not speak, and Cassius on the other side answered, "Yes, half a year is too long, should I change it to four months later?"
As a knight and Bolong's disciple, Cassius certainly spoke to his side.
"Okay." Myster finally nodded.