Chapter 299 Argument

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Mist City was broken, Abibo, the second-level activated goblin lord, died, and the two first-level activated goblin city masters were beheaded. The final result was that Locke's team of holy towers greatly enriched their inventory and harvest.

The white crystal mist outside the city gradually dissipated. Without the traction and suppression of Abibo, the second-level activated goblin lord, the crystal mist generated by the crystal tree would eventually return to nature, and the concentration would be reduced by at least more than half compared to the present.

"Hey, Locke, how's the harvest?" A green-robed magician asked with a smile on the battlefield outside the city.

Now that the battle is over, the area outside the city, which is the main battlefield, is the main source of remaining valuables.

"It's okay." Locke secretly hid an intermediate-level Warcraft crystal nucleus that he had just dissected into the space ring. The most dead on the battlefield were the activated goblins, but there were also a lot of fallen slave creatures.

In this siege, at least two-fifths of the thousands of slave creatures fell here forever.

The green-robed magician didn't know if he saw Locke's small movements, but just squinted and smiled, "Are there any Kuzuya slaves? If so, assign 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 a relationship with. He majors in plant magic. Locke has seen many times that this harmless man and animal are in front of him. The magic apprentice raised his hand to summon a giant vine that was more than ten meters long and smashed the body of the activated goblin.

"There aren't many people around, two are unlikely, one is okay, I'll pay attention to you." Locke shook off the blood on the dagger, stood up and replied.

The scorpion is the kind of talking green man newly discovered by Locke that day. This newly transferred slave creature is clever, but also has good wisdom and strength, and is deeply loved by many magic apprentices.

Every magic apprentice wants to have one or two such followers.

"Okay, just one of them." The green-robed magician said with a relieved smile, he also knew that the Kugu people were not easy to do right now.

"Well, there's news, I'll go find you." Locke nodded. For this kind of transaction, Locke never charged a deposit and other fees in advance, and it was always Locke's principle of doing things by paying the money with one hand and delivering it with the other hand.

This style of transaction is very close to the principle of equal exchange of magicians, so magicians who are familiar with Locke now like to deal with this honest businessman.

Locke, who is in charge of some slave creatures, has now transformed himself into a well-known businessman in this Santa Magician army. It's really interesting. Locke guessed whether he was influenced by Xia Xi when he was at Princeton.

Xia Qian, who majored in economics and management, before leaving, Locke gave her a huge sum of two thousand gold moles. I don't know how Xia Qian is doing now.

Suddenly, it has been more than a year since he left Princeton, and the progress of the plane war is less than one-third. Locke does not know how long it will take to go back and see Xia Qian and the others.

And his own parents. After so many years, Locke has not returned to Faustain to take a look.

When this war is over, go back, Locke thought.

The leader of this team, Babrina, after capturing the Mist City, did not rush to attack the next destination, but ordered all the magicians and slave creatures to recuperate.

In this siege, the magic apprentices lost a lot. The reduction of more than 30 magic apprentices has reduced the total number of magic apprentices in this Holy Tower team by nearly one-seventh so far.

The weak are eliminated and the strong stand out. This is the baptism and scouring of war.

There is no need to think about the addition of magic apprentices. In the seventeenth theater, under the allocation of Master Zyra, the number of magicians in each Santa team is the same.

After the war, the remaining magic apprentices in each team, to a large extent, determines the final reward that the leading magician can get.

"Apply for another batch of slave legions from the headquarters." In the crystal ball, Babrina's face appeared.

"Yes!" The magician in charge of contacting War Zone No. 7 replied immediately after receiving Babrina's order.

The magician's strongest support and weapon is the magic tower that can help increase the combat power several times.

A magician with a magic tower, able to fight against at least three powerful men of the same level.

With the gradual deepening of the plane war, the seventh war zone, this holy tower and knight's hall stands at the forefront of the activated fairy world, and there are many magic towers rising from the ground, the number is more than a dozen, these magic towers The No. 7 theater was surrounded by an iron barrel-like line of defense, blocking countless attacks from the Holy City of Activated Fairies.

These magic towers are equipped with second-level magicians at least, and there are also one or two magic towers with third-level magicians.

One after another, floating ships rose and landed in the seventh theater, carrying countless slave creatures to various theaters, and also brought a larger number of activated goblins.

"The fourth warehouse is full!"

"The k17 floating ship is requesting to leave the port, heading towards the 11th theater!"

"The fifth warehouse is open!"

"The Seventeenth War Zone applies for the support of the Slave Legion, the coordinates are gb142f127!"

"The ninth war zone is suspected to have found the energy fluctuation of the third-level activated goblin!"

"Master Boer, the sky knight in the twenty-second theater, asks the third-level powerhouse to work together!"

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The seventh theater, the command built by the Holy Tower and the Knights' Temple

In the headquarters, countless knights and magicians walked through it.

Reports and instructions were passed on to the command room through the knights and magicians in various positions.

In the command room, in addition to the busy staff, there are three big bosses, sitting here in their spare time.

"When are you going to send the space fortress to and from the wizarding world?" the sky knight Bolong asked the black-robed old man sitting in the middle of them.

"Half a year later." The black-robed old man took a sip of tea brewed with high-purity activated essence and leaned back comfortably on the chair.

"No way! At this speed, the number of slave creatures can't be sustained at all. We must return to the wizarding world as soon as possible to get replenished." Heavenly Knight Bolong retorted, and he didn't care about the strength of the opponent's demigods in his tone.

The black-robed old man was officially the supreme leader of the Holy Tower, the third-level peak magician Mist, and he was also a top-level powerhouse who possessed the 'Stand of Silence' bestowed by Master Panama, the master of the Holy Tower.

Mist pondered and did not speak, and Cassus on the other side answered, "Yeah, half a year is too long, how about changing it to four months?"

As a knight and a disciple of Bolong, Cassus was of course speaking to his side.

"Okay." Mist finally nodded.

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