Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Eight Accommodation

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In a vast basin, with lush green grass and long white clouds, it is like a paradise.

The cool wind blew, only swept away three or two dead branches and fallen leaves, the lawn moved slightly, and in the sound of 'xixi sha sha', a rough big foot with brown sharp nails stepped on the grass here.

This is a two-meter-tall gorilla, and from its bulging muscles and tough fur, it can be seen that this guy is not easy to mess with.

The strength of the advanced monster level allows this gorilla to walk sideways in the activated fairy world.

The heavy body of the orangutan walked on the lawn, and I don't know how much vegetation here was crushed. Unfortunately, no one cared about these details.

Behind the orangutan, slowly, more creatures of different shapes appeared. They seemed to be beasts crossing the border. Although they were just unintentional actions during walking, they still destroyed this grassland.

Behind the hundreds of demon beasts, Locke, who was leading the Demon Hound and followed in the center of the team, was chatting with Angelina.

"How far is it?" Angelina asked weakly, lying on Scorpion Dragon's back.

"It's still three hours." Locke said, this was the first time she had asked about the distance today.

"Hmm~" Angelina sighed.

The suppressing power of these outsiders given to them by the activation of the fairy world has never dissipated. In addition to the lingering discomfort and dizziness, the intensity of the movement of hundreds of miles every day has also made magic apprentices like Angelina miserable. .

They don't have magic equipment for transportation like the official magicians do.

Locke turned a deaf ear to Angelina's complaints.

He felt that Angelina was too comfortable in the past, and taking advantage of this opportunity to exercise is also beneficial. A journey of more than 100 miles in a morning is as easy as drinking water for him as a knight.

"Want to take a break after walking for a while?" suggested Dini, who was riding on the back of a five-colored elk.

This five-colored elk was brought by Locke to Dini as a mount through the back door. The soft fur and the antlers that better control the direction of the movement made this elk a little more comfortable to ride than the Scorpion Dragon.

"No, you must be in front of the activated goblin city at noon." Locke shook his head and refused. This was the death order given by Grandfather Babrina two days ago.

Looking up at the sun that was about to move directly above, Locke turned back and greeted the slave creatures and the straggling magic apprentices behind, asking them to follow quickly.

We will arrive at the revitalized goblin city at noon, break the city in the afternoon, and completely occupy the revitalized goblin city before night comes. Locke really doubts that the master does not understand war.

Of course, the voice of a small person like him can't influence the decisions of several formal magicians. He can only choose to obey the orders and complete the tasks that they have given him.

Just as he was about to move forward, a weak voice came from not far behind.

"Brother Locke, Brother Locke." Locke turned his head and saw a male magician, leaning on his waist, panting heavily, and staggering over.

Locke stopped his steps and looked at the magician with interest.

He doesn't have much impression of this magician, most of whom are in the Holy Tower team, and they are also unknown.

"Is something wrong?" Locke had to wait for him for half a minute, so the male magician walked over with great difficulty.

"Can you accommodate me with a mount? The price is negotiable." The magician said straight to the point, and handed Locke a thumb-sized cyan energy spar.

Locke's body side, did not pick up.

"There are a number of slave creatures in the team, and several official magicians have reported them. If you want to apply for a mount, you should go to a few adults, not me." Locke looked upright, doing business with business said in a tone of voice.

A mere mid-level energy spar, and he wants to buy himself in exchange for a mount. This magician is afraid that it is not stupid to learn magic.

And this male magician is only the strength of a middle-level apprentice, and there is not much respect in Locke's tone.

Being so choked by Locke, the male magician's face turned a little red, whether he was angry or too tired to catch his breath.

"Be accommodating and accommodating, please~" The male magician is not really stupid, and in the pain of the flesh, he took out another yellow intermediate energy spar.

Seeing this situation, Locke didn't turn his head back, just turned around and left.

Slave creatures are completely submissive to their master who holds the imprint of their soul, live or die if they want it.

Locke arranged a slave creature for him. In addition to its role in transportation, the biggest function may be to protect the magician closest to it during battle.

It's just to hire a bodyguard with the lowest intermediate level of Warcraft, and it's not just the price of two energy crystal cores. Locke feels that to say one more word to this person is to insult his IQ.

Seeing that Lockley ignored himself, the male magician knew that it would be impossible if there was no real blood.

He quickly chased after him, and his speed was much faster than before.

"I really can't walk anymore, please help me, brother." The male magician forced Locke four energy spar, and Locke frowned impatiently. Just as he was about to scold this man, he suddenly felt something was wrong. , Looking down, two of the four energy spar are rare wind energy spar.

Squeeze the energy spar in his hand, in the male magician period

In Pan's eyes, Locke waved at an iron gibbon monkey at the back of the team.

"come over!"

Under Locke's order, a yellow-haired monkey about one meter five jumped over.

The masters who master the soul imprints of these slave creatures are several official magicians, and Locke is the spokesperson of several official magicians. These intelligent slave creatures are listening to Locke's words now.

"Back him!" Locke said to the Iron Gibbon Monkey, pointing his finger at the male magician.

The Iron Gibbon Monkey scratched his head, then jumped over, picked up the male magician, and put it on his shoulder.

"Hey, can you change it?" The male magician said to Locke in surprise. He envied Denny's colorful elk, and hoped that he could get a similar one, at least for a comfortable ride.

"No, only this one can be used for you now." Locke refused expressionlessly.

In the chagrin of the male magician, Locke left the guy and chased after Angelina and others who were walking far ahead.

A slave creature at the intermediate level of Warcraft, and now there is an unwritten rule in this team, that is, a high-level energy spar can be allocated to him.

If it weren't for the two intermediate wind energy spar, Locke would never care about this stingy magician.

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