Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 407: Return
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The dark energy ball with strong corrosiveness, while dissolving the flesh and blood of the naga, it also corrodes the wood on the deck.
A large circular crater appeared, only a little smaller than the wound caused by the previous magic crystal cannon.
The water is pouring in, and the ship’s waterline is increasing.
"Not good! Get down two more!" The first officer's reaction speed was second only to Locke, and upon seeing this, he hurriedly ordered the two crew members to go down for repairs.
Fermo, the scorpion dragon who didn't realize his mistake, wagging his big tail and pacing around on the ship, seemingly curious about the surrounding seascape.
Using the power of the contract, Locke told Fermo to be honest, and then he began to look carefully at his defeated men.
A spear with a blood groove was inserted in the tail of the fish. After a lot of blood loss, the state of the four-armed naga was very bad, and his face was pale and did not recover the first light blue body color.
Locke is still a man with a bottom line. He didn't poison his spear, otherwise the Naga would have fallen down early.
The four-armed Naga covered himself, and Locke's visual observation was the two weapons in his hand.
Speaking of weapons, in Locke’s eyes, they are two peculiar undersea plants. These orange plants do not know what their composition is, but they have the hardness of steel.
His long sword is mainly made of cold iron, which has been modified by the Holy Tower Mage for many times, and has a certain magical power. In this case, it has not been cut down. The value of these two plants To be considered.
Include these two plants in the space ring and include them in your collection.
Locke didn't rush to kill the four-armed naga, but turned to look towards the sky, where a black shadow flew.
Looking intently, it was the hat magician. Seeing his calm flying speed, most of them had already solved the dozens of naga that had entangled him.
Locke guessed that the sudden drop in the strength of the group of naga on the deck is inseparable from the hat-man magician.
When the hat man fell on the deck, the battle had come to an end.
A sporadic two or three stubbornly resisting naga were exploded one by one and turned into red sand in the sky.
The crew members who knew what these red sands were, were frightened and quickly left the floor with the red tarantulas.
"Not bad." The hat man nodded, as if complimenting the crew and Locke for their outstanding performance.
The appearance of the scorpion dragon Fymor made the Dou Li a little surprised, but there was not much reaction.
"Clean up the deck! Come down with me and repair the cabin with two people!" The first officer stood up at this moment and shouted.
Fermor had enough trouble, Locke took it back into Piccolo, and now there was a mess on the deck. With Fymor's huge physique, Locke was really worried that it would accidentally fall.
The man in the hat didn't come back empty-handed. He held a blue naga head in one hand and a stick inlaid with huge pearls in the other.
It was the pearl cane that attracted Locke. For unknown purposes, Locke felt dizzy after a glance.
"Pale blue Naga? Yes, you can cut off its head and get a lot of money on the east coast." The man in the hat looked at the four-armed Naga on the deck, and there was no voice in his voice. Any emotional fluctuation is like looking at a dead thing.
"My lord, if you are interested, just take it. I want this naga's head to be useless." Locke said in a timely manner.
Money is really not attractive to him. Given his current net worth, he is not short of this amount of money.
The eyes of the magician under the hat moved slightly. A magician like him is not as beautiful as it appears.
It costs money to do magic experiments, it costs money to buy potions for cultivation, and it also costs money to learn new magic knowledge.
A penny of money stumps the heroes. Some elderly magicians sometimes struggle with dozens of gold coins.
"Well, I won't take your things for nothing. The magician adheres to the principle of equivalent exchange." said the man in the hat.
"Tomorrow afternoon, you can ask me to get a piece of "Bai Lang Fan"." After speaking, a light blue wind blade shot out, cutting off the head of the four-armed Naga, and took it.
"Yes, my lord." Locke replied respectfully.
After the Douli left, Locke held his chin and thought, "Bai Lang Fan? What is it?"
Kicked the headless body next to him, and Locke went to see Christine and the others.
Christine and Rafi are now wearing armors and holding long swords. The sharp green blood is dripping from the blade. Under their feet, a long-dead green Naga is lying there.
"Didn't you say to let you hide well? What if you are injured?" Locke asked angrily when he saw this.
The strength of the two female mid-level attendants can't let Locke be completely relieved. The general strength of this group of naga is in the mid-level, but relying on the large people and strong strength, the average mid-level attendants are not their opponents.
"I think this big guy was badly injured, so I brought Lafite to him. Don't worry, brother." Christine didn't have a sense of error, but showed off his achievements like Locke.
"Isn't it amazing? The fatal blow on his chest is my credit." Kristen pointed at Naga's heart as if offering a treasure.
There is a faint burnt mark covering it, which seems to be caused by Kristen's magical attack.
Just after a battle, Locke's muscles were a little weak, and after patiently encouraging Christine, Locke was about to lift the Naga's body and throw it away.
It's not far from the room where they lived, and Locke didn't want to smell the fishy smell of this sea creature when he went to bed at night.
"Hey, brother wait!" Christine stopped Locke.
A knuckle-length scalpel appeared from Christine’s hand. “I’ll take a little Naga’s blood and study it.” Christine is still half a qualified magician, and her passion for research on new things is Worthy of recognition.
"There is also a four-armed naga, do you want to bring it to you?" Locke pointed to where he had just been fighting.
"Of course!" Christine said excitedly, holding a scalpel in her hand, a bottle of dark green blood has been collected by her.
When the sun goes down, the sundries on the ship are almost collected. After losing multiple partners, the crew's efficiency remains unchanged.
There are patch-like wooden boards everywhere, revised in every corner of the ship.
The appearance looks very ugly, but it does not affect the speed of the hull, which is really precious.
"My lord, the second underground deck is submerged." The captain said hurriedly to the man in the hat who came out to watch the wind.
The magician didn't know what experiment he had just done, and there was an unpleasant pungent smell all over his body. The sailor didn't dare to show any abnormalities, but he knew the moody personality of the magician.
Why is this ship's chief officer and sailor captain? Because the original captain and chief officer were killed by the magician, and he was promoted to become chief officer instead.