Chapter 299: debate

The city of Haze was broken, the second-level activated goblin lord Abibo died, and the two first-level activated goblin lords were beheaded. The final result was that Locke and their Santa team greatly enriched their inventory and harvest.

The white crystal mist outside the city gradually dissipated. Without the traction and suppression of the second-level activated goblin lord Abibo, these crystal mists produced by the crystal tree will eventually be natural, and the concentration will be reduced by more than half compared to the current.

"Hey, Locke, how is the harvest?" a green robe magician asked with a smile on the battlefield outside the city.

Now that the battle is over, the out-of-city area as the main battlefield is the main source of surviving valuable items.

"Okay." Locke concealed an intermediate Warcraft crystal nucleus that had just been dissected into the space ring. The most dead on the battlefield was the activated goblin, but there were also many slave creatures that fell.

In this siege, thousands of slave creatures, at least two-fifths of them, will fall here forever.

The green robe magician didn't know if he saw Locke's little movements, but only squinted and smiled, "Is there still a Sheya slave? If so, I will be assigned two chants."

This green robe magician is a high-level magic apprentice. He is one of the few high-level magic apprentices whom Locke has a friendship with. He majors in plant-based magic. Locke has seen many times that the person in front of him is harmless. Magic apprentice, summoned a giant vine more than ten meters long to raise the body of the goblin.

"There are not many people here, two are unlikely, one is okay, I'll pay attention to you." Locke shook the blood on the dagger and stood up to answer.

The Keshi people are the kind of talking green Piahs discovered by Locke that day. This newly tuned slave creature is clever and has great wisdom and strength. It is loved by many magic apprentices.

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

"Okay, one for each." The green robe magician smiled relievedly, and he knew that it was not easy for the people at present.

"Well, I have the news. I'll go find you." Locke nodded. For this kind of transaction, Locke never collects deposits and other fees in advance. Handing over the money and handing over the delivery has always been Locke's policy.

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

Locke, who is in charge of some of the slave creatures, has now become a famous businessman in this unit of Santa magicians. It is really interesting. Locke guessed whether he was under the influence of Xia Qian when he was in Princeton.

Xia Qian, who majored in economics and management, Locke gave her a huge sum of two thousand gold moles before leaving. I don’t know how Xia Qian 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 does not know how long it will take to go back and see Xia Qian and them.

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

When the war was over, he went back, Locke thought.

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

During this siege, the loss of magic apprentices was also considerable. The reduction of more than 30 magic apprentices has reduced the total number of magic apprentices in this Santa team by nearly one-seventh.

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

The addition of magic apprentices is no need to think about. In the 17th theater, under the distribution of Master Zela, the number of magicians in each Santa team is the same.

After the war, the remaining magic apprentices in each team largely determine the final reward that the leader magician can receive.

"Apply to the headquarters for another batch of slaves to come over." In the crystal ball, Pabloina's face appeared.

"Yes!" The magician in charge of contacting Theater No. 7 replied immediately after receiving the order from Babrina.

The strongest reliance and weapon of the magicians is the magic tower that can assist to increase the combat power several times.

A magician with a magic tower can fight at least three strong men of the same level.

With the gradual deepening of the plane war, in the No. 7 theater, this holy tower and knight palace stood at the forefront of the activated fairy world. There have been many magic towers rising from the ground, and there are more than a dozen of these magic towers. Surrounded the No.7 theater into a barrel-like defense line, blocking countless attacks from the activated fairy city.

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, ascending and descending in the No. 7 theater, carrying countless slave creatures to various theaters, also brought a greater number of activated goblins.

"Warehouse No. 4 is full!"

"K17 floating ship requested to leave the port, forward direction: Theater No. 11!"

"Warehouse No. 5 opens!"

"The 17th theater applied for the support of the Slave Corps, coordinates gb14.fm17!"

"The No. 9 theater is suspected of discovering energy fluctuations of Level 3 activated goblins!"

"Admiral Boer, the Celestial Knight in the 22nd theater, asked the third-level strongmen to cooperate!"

"..."

In the seventh theater, the command headquarters jointly constructed by the holy tower and the knight palace, countless knights and magicians walk through it.

A series of reports and instructions were reported to the command room through the knights and magicians of various positions.

In the command room, in addition to the busy staff, there are three gangsters, so they can sit here leisurely.

"When are you going to send a space fortress to and from the wizarding world?" Sky Knight Bolong asked the old black robe sitting among them.

"Six months later." The old man in black robe took a sip of tea brewed with high-purity activated essence, and leaned comfortably on the back chair.

"No! If you fight at this speed, the number of slave creatures cannot be maintained at all. You must return to the wizarding world as soon as possible." Sky Knight Bolong retorted, not paying attention to the strength of the other **** in the tone.

The top leader of the black robe, the official Santa Claus, the third-level peak magician Mister, is also the top strong man who has the ‘Stand of Silence’ given to him by the master of the Santa Claus.

Mister pondered and didn't speak. Cassius on the other side answered, "Yes, half a year is too long. Would it be changed to four months later?"

As a knight and a disciple of Bolong, Cassius certainly speaks to himself.

"Okay." Mister finally nodded. (To be continued.)