Chapter 243 Operation Area

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The transfer area of ​​the Holy Tower is also called the wartime transfer area. God knows which magician came up with such a high-end name, but it is actually a large old warehouse.

The warehouse in the transfer area, with a height of 20 meters and a width of 200 meters, is already larger than the pasture used by Locke for training when he was studying at the Imperial Royal Academy.

Rows of iron racks are neatly placed in the transfer area, and through the cages full of magic patterns and shackles, there are monsters or exotic creatures of different shapes living inside.

"Harris! Where are the three magic wolves recorded in the accounts?" A female magic apprentice with long smooth black hair, looking at the crystal ball in her hand, asked the tall magician not far from her .

Dense text emerges from the crystal ball, like a ledger for recording information.

"I'll take a look." The tall magician agreed, raised his magic crystal ball to check, his fingers swiped across the surface of the smooth crystal ball, and messages flashed one after another.

"I found it!" The tall magician was overjoyed at first, and then his face fell when he saw the information recorded in the magic ball, "It is recorded on the crystal ball that the three magic wolves were killed yesterday afternoon by Level 1. Master Rick, the sorcerer, took it away."

"Huh?" The female magician raised her brows. "Did Mr. Ruilik submit the application? Or did you already buy it through the Santa?"

"Of course not." Harris, the tall magician, smiled wryly.

"It's the sixth time this month, we've been tracked down, and we're the ones punished!" the female magician said angrily.

"Is there any way? We are just magic apprentices, how dare we stop those adults." Harris sighed.

"Let's record it like this, and I'll report back to the instructor!" the female magician ordered.

"En." Harris took the crystal ball and recorded the whereabouts of the three demon wolves just now.

As the West Coast Magician Organization began to send slave legions to the Santa Towers of the three western islands, most of the slave legions were sent directly to the space fortresses outside the plane.

A part was also transported to the Santa, as a turnaround node, along with the next batch of slave legions to the space fortress.

Because of the large number, the slave creatures that were transported to the Holy Tower were often used by the official magicians who stayed in the Holy Tower.

Either a slave creature lost a horn, or a leg was lame, and it was even more exaggerated. Just like this first-level magician, Lord Relick, he took it away without saying hello.

"Loke, this is it!" The voice came from outside the warehouse in the transfer area, and a fat man with a round belly walked in with a knight in armor.

"Merlin, walk slowly." Locke, who was following behind, couldn't understand, obviously he was a fat man, how could this guy's legs and feet be so flexible.

"I have to participate in the tutor's experiment in the afternoon, can you be in a hurry?" Fatty Merlin glared at Locke, and walked towards the transfer area without reducing his speed.

"And I haven't read the book 'Ten Alchemy'. If it wasn't for the sake of your fellow countryman, I wouldn't bother to care about you..." Merlin not only has flexible legs, but he can also nag. Locke's ears come with his own. Immune Function.

Yesterday, after the gray-robed magician handed over the 'job' to Locke, he never showed up again. Locke didn't even know where the transfer area was. If he hadn't helped Angelina and Dinie to clean up the dormitory, they went out to meet him. Fat Merlin, Locke's eyes are still dark.

Fatty Merlin's eyes are very small, probably because he often stays up late to read magic books, he usually squints when he sees people, and the overall feeling is just two words, wretched.

But after a couple of conversations, Locke found that this person is not bad, a very honest person.

Being honest means being bullied. Merlin has been at the bottom of the tower for most of the years he studied in the tower. Yesterday, the high-level magic apprentice headed by the high-level magic apprentice gave all the burden to Merlin, but the benefits were all help yourself.

Receiving new students can get five energy spar, and Fatty Merlin can finally get one, even if he burns a high incense.

The warehouse in the transfer area has been continuously transported in new 'things' these days, and old 'things' have been transported away, so the gate is wide open. For magicians, slave creatures are indeed the same as 'things'. 'No difference, just a prop for them.

In the transfer area of ​​Nuoda, countless cages are piled up, as high as a mountain. In each cage, there are one or several creatures of the same type. Most of their eyes are dull and hopeless. The slave creatures in the entire transfer area. The number is roughly around 20,000.

The dungeon that used to be under the deck of the floating ship was nothing compared to the scene in front of it.

What surprised Locke was that these imprisoned slave creatures didn't make the slightest sound, and there were very few who resisted fiercely.

"You better not touch those cages." Merlin, who was walking in front, reminded Locke, "If you touch the mute or restraint magic pattern, we will be miserable!"

Merlin's words were very straight, but when Locke heard the word "we", his heart warmed, and the fat man seemed to regard him as his own.

Passing through the passage made up of large container cages, looking curiously at the various slave creatures in the surrounding cages, Locke and Merlin walked for a long distance.

"There are a lot of magicians in this place!" Locke sighed. On the way into the warehouse in the transfer area, they met at least seventy or eighty magicians, and two law enforcement teams with ten people.

"nonsense,

Can't you see how many monsters and otherworldly creatures are kept in this place? "Merlin snorted angrily, this guy is servile to other senior magicians, but he has no scruples when speaking to Locke, who has not known each other for two days.

It is estimated that Locke did not discriminate against him in his heart, and the identity of Locke's knight is indeed not as noble as his magician.

"Here we are!" Merlin said, pointing to the container cage in front of him. In this relatively empty container cage, only two magicians with crystal balls shuttled through it.

"Hello, my name is Merlin, I brought this guy here to find the way." Fatty Merlin took Locke and approached one of the magicians.

This is a female magician with long and straight hair. From the perspective of her appearance, Locke can only give her a passing score, but the long smooth hair adds a lot to the temperament of this female magician.

"Hello, my name is Jasmine!" The female magician was checking the accounts in the crystal ball when Locke and Merlin suddenly appeared in front of her, making her stunned.

Not all the magicians in the Holy Tower knew each other, unless they entered the Holy Tower in the same class. Jasmine, a female magician with high-level magic apprentice strength, would of course not be in the same class as Merlin, who only had advanced apprentice strength.

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