Chapter 1182: End of War (Part 2)

The northwest corner of the mainland on the Fenglan plane is a flat ice field.

From the day the third line army was defeated to the time it gathered here today, it took two months.

It's not that after defeating the enemy's main force, the invading legion itself is neglected.

It is these indigenous creatures on the Fenglan plane that are too annoying.

Especially the large number of wind elemental creatures and the flat ice field environment in the northwest of the mainland have become the most powerful support for these wind elemental creatures raging in the sky.

Often dozens of resistance forces led by second-level wind elemental creatures can affect a lot of the speed of the third-line legion.

If it is the leader of the third level wind leader, it will cause more trouble.

Fortunately, as far as the northwest corner of the continent and the confluence point of the adjacent ocean, there was no semi-god-level creature blocking the road, which is not a large-scale encounter.

"It seems that the demigods were afraid of being beaten." Standing on the back of the thunder beast leader, Locke said to the people around him with a smile.

Standing with him on the back of Thunder Beast's collar, not only were the Zerg Queens, but also the two Sky Knights and the two sisters Ashael and Keira.

These are the real commanders of the Northern Front.

Locke's words aroused the recognition of the two knights in the knight palace.

Nowadays, there are no more living creatures at the peak of the demi-god in the plane of Fenglan, and the strongest remaining is nothing more than a frost moon silver shark queen in the mid-demi-god. It is simply not an opponent of the invasion of the Western Three Islands.

Although the Queen of Blades and the Black Shaman, the demise of the demigods on their own side, were also seriously injured in the battle of the Hurricane Mountains, they required a long time of rest.

But don’t forget that they also have a dark fighting tyrannosaurus. In the northern battlefield with weaker resistance, Locke’s demigod peak-level mount still retains a considerable battle after beheading an elemental monster. force.

"Look at the pointed-nosed giant owl. The Southern Front Legion where it was originally was the fastest to march. I didn't expect it to be the last one now." Locke said to the people beside him with a smile.

On the tough black and white fur, several scars after a hard fight are exceptionally eye-catching.

For the leader of the pointed-nosed giant owl, the more than a year spent in Feng Lan's plane is a memory that he will never forget.

"It seems you have a good spirit." Thunder Beast slowly approached the pointed-billed giant owl, Locke on his back smiled.

Locke refers to the head of the pointed-nosed giant owl who suffered from a stronger biological breath and sharp claws.

After devouring the crystal nuclei and flesh corpses of the extremely cold bear beast, the chief of the pointed-billed giant owl finally exerted his potential to the extreme.

The strength of the late demi-gods is enough to support it in the southern battlefield, facing the pressure of two demi-god opponents.

The scar on the body is the mark it left with one enemy and two, and it is also a valuable combat experience for the leader of the pointed-mouthed giant owl to grow in the future.

Locke's laughter made the chief of the pointed-billed owl somewhat silent.

It is not its original intention to devour the extremely cold bear beast. Although in the previous world, in order to help the will of the plane to enrich its power of law, it devoured a lot of marine life.

But in the strange alien plane, the leader of the pointed-nosed giant owl gradually developed a sense of closeness to these mutant beasts from the same plane as himself.

The newspaper group heating is the most intelligent creature. When in a harsh environment, it is more normal to think, not to mention that the chief of the pointed-billed giant owl was a guardian before.

The silence of the leader of the pointed-nosed giant owl made Locke dumbfounded.

The smile gradually converged. Locke clapped his hands. More than ten heads did not reach the small No. 1 pointed-nosed giant owl at Thunder Beast's knee and walked out from behind.

As soon as they saw the leader of the great-mouthed giant owl, they ran up with excitement and excitement. They were the last tribe of the great-mouthed prince.

The tribe ran towards themselves, and finally there was some fluctuation in the eyes of the chief of the pointed-nosed giant owl who had been silent.

Slowly lifting his neck, a long roar filled with special emotions sounded, and the chief of the pointed-billed giant owl also slowly walked towards his own people.

Over the next ten minutes, one after another long screams happened one after another. It was these pointed-mouthed giant owls who had been talking to each other.

"There are also a few sharp-nosed giant owls who have been trained in my Shura field. They suffered some injuries in the previous battle, but you can rest assured that there are 22 sharp-nosed giant owls in total, and none of them are dead." etc. When the chief of the mouth giant owl was almost as gentle as his people, Locke added in due course.

Turning his head to look at the Rock on the back of the Thunder Beast, the leader of the pointed-billed giant owl had a complicated look.

It hated Locke to trick them out of the wasteland world and into this general plane war of meat grinders, but the rules from the magic contract suppressed, and these mutant beasts had to honestly sell Locke for two hundred years.

That magic contract was the handwriting of Jos, the owner of the phaseless Santa, and sometimes the leader of the wise, sharp-nosed giant owl would pessimistically think that the fate of these mutant beasts controlled by enslavement may be as simple as two hundred years.

The crude understanding of the endless world and the ignorant understanding of the rules are the main sources of their deception.

Of course, Locke also fulfilled the promises made to them in the magic contract, successfully taking them away from the world of wasteland that is about to be destroyed.

In essence, this is not deception, at best it can only be counted as an unequal transaction.

Faced with Locke's hypocrisy, the chief of the pointed-mouthed giant owl finally said "Thank you".

When leaving the wasteland, the only remaining 22 head tribes are the only sustenance and concern for the chief of the pointed-mouthed giant owl.

It is not Locke who is full of support for these ordinary sharp-nosed giant owls in plane warfare, but Locke knows that they will also become the most powerful bargaining chip for the leader of this sharp-nosed owl.

The same treatment as the pointed-nosed giant owl family, there is the family of steel-maned lions.

As long as they still have use value, Locke will give them appropriate help.

The only pity is that the other half-god-level creature Rainforest Giant Crocodile is a solitary widow, and Locke can control it only with a magic contract.

"There are a lot of reptile warcraft in the wizarding world, and there are certainly many in the crocodile family. Am I going to find a female for it?" Locke sometimes thought of evil in his heart.

"Do you have your own name?" Locke suddenly asked out the leader of the pointed-billed giant owl surrounded by the clan.

He shook his head indifferently. It was originally an emperor penguin born in Antarctica. Because of the favor of the will of the plane, it only gained momentum when the negative energy storm swept through the female plane. After 100 years of growth, we have achieved what we are today.

Even if it is a tyrannical creature in the late period of the demigod, even now it has no name, which is really sad-

I want friends who are able to come to help Xiaodou to add an even order, the results are too bleak, please beg~