Chapter 243
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The transfer area of the holy tower is also called the wartime transfer area. God knows which magician gave such a high-end and atmospheric name, but it is actually a large old warehouse.
The transfer area warehouse with a height of 20 meters and a width of 200 meters is larger than the grassland used for students' training when Locke studied at the Imperial College.
Rows of iron shelves are neatly placed in the transfer area. Through the cage full of magic patterns and torture Liao, there are Warcraft or exotic creatures in different forms.
"Harris! Where are the three evil wolves recorded in the account?" A female magician with long soft black hair looked at the crystal ball in her hand and asked the tall magician not far from her.
Dense words emerge from the crystal ball, like an account book for recording information.
"Let me see." The tall magician agreed, raised his magic crystal ball and looked at it. His fingers crossed the surface of the smooth crystal ball, and one message after another flickered.
"Found it!" The tall magician was happy at first. Then when he saw the information recorded in the magic ball, his face collapsed again. "It was recorded on the crystal ball that the three magic wolves were carried away by the first-class magician Lord ruilik yesterday afternoon."
"Well?" The sorceress frowned, "has Lord ruilik submitted his application? Or has he purchased it through the holy tower?"
"Of course not." Said the tall magician Harris with a wry smile.
"It's the sixth time this month. It's up to us to be punished!" The female mage angrily said.
"What can we do? We are just magic apprentices. How dare we stop those adults." Harris sighed.
"Just record it first. I'll report to my tutor later!" The female mage ordered.
"Yes." Harris took the crystal ball and recorded the whereabouts of the three magic wolves.
As the West Coast magician organization began to transport slave legions to the holy tower of the three western islands, most of them were directly sent to the Space Fortress outside the plane.
Some were also transported to the holy tower as a turnover node, along with the next batch of slave legions to the space fortress.
Because of the large number of slave creatures transported to the holy tower, they are often attacked by the official magicians who stay in the holy tower.
Either the slave creature lost a horn or limped a leg. What's more, just like the first-class magician Lord ruilik, he carried it away without saying a word.
"Locke, this is it!" The sound came from outside the warehouse in the transfer area. A fat man with a round belly walked in with a knight in armor.
"Merlin, slow down." Locke, who followed him, didn't understand that he was a fat man. How could this guy be so flexible.
"I have to participate in the tutor's experiment this afternoon. Can I be in no hurry?" Fat Merlin glared at Locke and walked to the standby area at an unabated speed.
"Besides, I haven't finished reading the ten alchemy books. If you weren't a fellow countryman, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you..." Merlin is not only flexible, but also nagging. Locke's ears have immune function.
Yesterday, after the grey robed magician handed over the "job" to Locke, he never appeared again. Locke didn't even know where the transfer area was. If he hadn't helped Angelina and Diane clean up their bedroom and went out to meet fat Merlin, Locke's eyes would still be black.
Fat Merlin's eyes are very small. Maybe it's because she often stays up late to read magic books. Usually, people have to squint. The overall feeling is two words, obscene.
But after a few words of conversation, Locke found that this man was not bad. He was a very honest man.
Honesty means bullying. Merlin has been at the bottom of the holy tower for most of the years. Yesterday, the first high-level magic apprentice gave Merlin the burden in a word, but all the benefits were taken by herself.
Receiving freshmen can get five energy spars, and fat Merlin can finally get one, even if he burns high incense.
In the warehouse of the transfer area, new "things" have been brought in and old "things" have been taken away one after another these days. Therefore, the door is wide open. For magicians, slave creatures are really no different from "things", but just their props.
In the transfer area of nuota, countless cages are stacked as high as a mountain. In each cage, there are one or several similar creatures. Most of their eyes are dull and desperate. The number of slave creatures in the whole transfer area is about 20000.
The dungeon under the deck of the floating ship was nothing compared with the scene in front of it.
To Locke's surprise, there was no sound from these imprisoned slave creatures, and there were few fierce rebels.
"You'd better not touch those cages." Merlin, who walked in front, reminded Locke, "if we touch the silent or binding magic pattern, we'll be miserable!"
Merlin's words were very straight, but Locke's heart warmed when he heard that 'we', and the fat man seemed to regard him as his own man.
Through the passage composed of large container cages, looking at all kinds of slave creatures in the surrounding cages with curiosity, Locke and Merlin walked a long way.
"There are many magicians in this place!" Locke sighed. On the way to the warehouse in the transfer area, they met at least 70 or 80 magicians and two law enforcement teams with a number of 10.
"Nonsense, can't you see how many Warcraft and alien creatures are locked in this place?" Merlin said angrily that this guy was groveling to other senior magicians, but he had no scruples about Locke who had known him for less than two days.
I guess I can see that Locke doesn't discriminate against him, and the identity of Locke's Knight is really not as noble as his magician.
"Here we are!" Merlin pointed to the container cage in front of him. In the relatively empty container cage, only two magicians holding crystal balls shuttle among them.
"Hello, my name is Merlin. I brought this guy to find the way." Fat Merlin took Locke and approached one of the magicians.
This is a female magician. Her hair is long and straight. Judging from her appearance, Locke can only give her a passing score, but her long soft hair adds a lot of points to the temperament of the female magician.
"Hello, my name is Molly!" The female magician was checking the accounts in the crystal ball. Locke and Merlin suddenly appeared in front of her and stunned her.
Not all magicians in the holy tower know each other. Unless they enter the holy tower at the same time, Molly, a female magician with high-level magic apprenticeship strength, will certainly not be the same age as Merlin, who has only Advanced Apprenticeship strength.
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The transfer area of the holy tower is also called the wartime transfer area. God knows which magician gave such a high-end and atmospheric name, but it is actually a large old warehouse.
The transfer area warehouse with a height of 20 meters and a width of 200 meters is larger than the grassland used for students' training when Locke studied at the Imperial College.
Rows of iron shelves are neatly placed in the transfer area. Through the cage full of magic patterns and torture Liao, there are Warcraft or exotic creatures in different forms.
"Harris! Where are the three evil wolves recorded in the account?" A female magician with long soft black hair looked at the crystal ball in her hand and asked the tall magician not far from her.
Dense words emerge from the crystal ball, like an account book for recording information.
"Let me see." The tall magician agreed, raised his magic crystal ball and looked at it. His fingers crossed the surface of the smooth crystal ball, and one message after another flickered.
"Found it!" The tall magician was happy at first. Then when he saw the information recorded in the magic ball, his face collapsed again. "It was recorded on the crystal ball that the three magic wolves were carried away by the first-class magician Lord ruilik yesterday afternoon."
"Well?" The sorceress frowned, "has Lord ruilik submitted his application? Or has he purchased it through the holy tower?"
"Of course not." Said the tall magician Harris with a wry smile.
"It's the sixth time this month. It's up to us to be punished!" The female mage angrily said.
"What can we do? We are just magic apprentices. How dare we stop those adults." Harris sighed.
"Just record it first. I'll report to my tutor later!" The female mage ordered.
"Yes." Harris took the crystal ball and recorded the whereabouts of the three magic wolves.
As the West Coast magician organization began to transport slave legions to the holy tower of the three western islands, most of them were directly sent to the Space Fortress outside the plane.
Some were also transported to the holy tower as a turnover node, along with the next batch of slave legions to the space fortress.
Because of the large number of slave creatures transported to the holy tower, they are often attacked by the official magicians who stay in the holy tower.
Either the slave creature lost a horn or limped a leg. What's more, just like the first-class magician Lord ruilik, he carried it away without saying a word.
"Locke, this is it!" The sound came from outside the warehouse in the transfer area. A fat man with a round belly walked in with a knight in armor.
"Merlin, slow down." Locke, who followed him, didn't understand that he was a fat man. How could this guy be so flexible.
"I have to participate in the tutor's experiment this afternoon. Can I be in no hurry?" Fat Merlin glared at Locke and walked to the standby area at an unabated speed.
"Besides, I haven't finished reading the ten alchemy books. If you weren't a fellow countryman, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you..." Merlin is not only flexible, but also nagging. Locke's ears have immune function.
Yesterday, after the grey robed magician handed over the "job" to Locke, he never appeared again. Locke didn't even know where the transfer area was. If he hadn't helped Angelina and Diane clean up their bedroom and went out to meet fat Merlin, Locke's eyes would still be black.
Fat Merlin's eyes are very small. Maybe it's because she often stays up late to read magic books. Usually, people have to squint. The overall feeling is two words, obscene.
But after a few words of conversation, Locke found that this man was not bad. He was a very honest man.
Honesty means bullying. Merlin has been at the bottom of the holy tower for most of the years. Yesterday, the first high-level magic apprentice gave Merlin the burden in a word, but all the benefits were taken by herself.
Receiving freshmen can get five energy spars, and fat Merlin can finally get one, even if he burns high incense.
In the warehouse of the transfer area, new "things" have been brought in and old "things" have been taken away one after another these days. Therefore, the door is wide open. For magicians, slave creatures are really no different from "things", but just their props.
In the transfer area of nuota, countless cages are stacked as high as a mountain. In each cage, there are one or several similar creatures. Most of their eyes are dull and desperate. The number of slave creatures in the whole transfer area is about 20000.
The dungeon under the deck of the floating ship was nothing compared with the scene in front of it.
To Locke's surprise, there was no sound from these imprisoned slave creatures, and there were few fierce rebels.
"You'd better not touch those cages." Merlin, who walked in front, reminded Locke, "if we touch the silent or binding magic pattern, we'll be miserable!"
Merlin's words were very straight, but Locke's heart warmed when he heard that 'we', and the fat man seemed to regard him as his own man.
Through the passage composed of large container cages, looking at all kinds of slave creatures in the surrounding cages with curiosity, Locke and Merlin walked a long way.
"There are many magicians in this place!" Locke sighed. On the way to the warehouse in the transfer area, they met at least 70 or 80 magicians and two law enforcement teams with a number of 10.
"Nonsense, can't you see how many Warcraft and alien creatures are locked in this place?" Merlin said angrily that this guy was groveling to other senior magicians, but he had no scruples about Locke who had known him for less than two days.
I guess I can see that Locke doesn't discriminate against him, and the identity of Locke's Knight is really not as noble as his magician.
"Here we are!" Merlin pointed to the container cage in front of him. In the relatively empty container cage, only two magicians holding crystal balls shuttle among them.
"Hello, my name is Merlin. I brought this guy to find the way." Fat Merlin took Locke and approached one of the magicians.
This is a female magician. Her hair is long and straight. Judging from her appearance, Locke can only give her a passing score, but her long soft hair adds a lot of points to the temperament of the female magician.
"Hello, my name is Molly!" The female magician was checking the accounts in the crystal ball. Locke and Merlin suddenly appeared in front of her and stunned her.
Not all magicians in the holy tower know each other. Unless they enter the holy tower at the same time, Molly, a female magician with high-level magic apprenticeship strength, will certainly not be the same age as Merlin, who has only Advanced Apprenticeship strength.
The transfer area of the holy tower is also called the wartime transfer area. God knows which magician gave such a high-end and atmospheric name, but it is actually a large old warehouse.The transfer area warehouse with a height of 20 meters and a width of 200 meters is larger than the grassland used for students' training when Locke studied at the Imperial College.Rows of iron shelves are neatly placed in the transfer area. Through the cage full of magic patterns and torture Liao, there are Warcraft or exotic creatures in different forms."Harris! Where are the three evil wolves recorded in the account?" A female magician with long soft black hair looked at the crystal ball in her hand and asked the tall magician not far from her.Dense words emerge from the crystal ball, like an account book for recording information."Let me see." The tall magician agreed, raised his magic crystal ball and looked at it. His fingers crossed the surface of the smooth crystal ball, and one message after another flickered."Found it!" The tall magician was happy at first. Then when he saw the information recorded in the magic ball, his face collapsed again. "It was recorded on the crystal ball that the three magic wolves were carried away by the first-class magician Lord ruilik yesterday afternoon.""Well?" The sorceress frowned, "has Lord ruilik submitted his application? Or has he purchased it through the holy tower?""Of course not." Said the tall magician Harris with a wry smile."It's the sixth time this month. It's up to us to be punished!" The female mage angrily said."What can we do? We are just magic apprentices. How dare we stop those adults." Harris sighed."Just record it first. I'll report to my tutor later!" The female mage ordered."Yes." Harris took the crystal ball and recorded the whereabouts of the three magic wolves.As the West Coast magician organization began to transport slave legions to the holy tower of the three western islands, most of them were directly sent to the Space Fortress outside the plane.Some were also transported to the holy tower as a turnover node, along with the next batch of slave legions to the space fortress.Because of the large number of slave creatures transported to the holy tower, they are often attacked by the official magicians who stay in the holy tower.Either the slave creature lost a horn or limped a leg. What's more, just like the first-class magician Lord ruilik, he carried it away without saying a word."Locke, this is it!" The sound came from outside the warehouse in the transfer area. A fat man with a round belly walked in with a knight in armor."Merlin, slow down." Locke, who followed him, didn't understand that he was a fat man. How could this guy be so flexible."I have to participate in the tutor's experiment this afternoon. Can I be in no hurry?" Fat Merlin glared at Locke and walked to the standby area at an unabated speed."Besides, I haven't finished reading the ten alchemy books. If you weren't a fellow countryman, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you..." Merlin is not only flexible, but also nagging. Locke's ears have immune function.Yesterday, after the grey robed magician handed over the "job" to Locke, he never appeared again. Locke didn't even know where the transfer area was. If he hadn't helped Angelina and Diane clean up their bedroom and went out to meet fat Merlin, Locke's eyes would still be black.Fat Merlin's eyes are very small. Maybe it's because she often stays up late to read magic books. Usually, people have to squint. The overall feeling is two words, obscene.But after a few words of conversation, Locke found that this man was not bad. He was a very honest man.Honesty means bullying. Merlin has been at the bottom of the holy tower for most of the years. Yesterday, the first high-level magic apprentice gave Merlin the burden in a word, but all the benefits were taken by herself.Receiving freshmen can get five energy spars, and fat Merlin can finally get one, even if he burns high incense.In the warehouse of the transfer area, new "things" have been brought in and old "things" have been taken away one after another these days. Therefore, the door is wide open. For magicians, slave creatures are really no different from "things", but just their props.In the transfer area of nuota, countless cages are stacked as high as a mountain. In each cage, there are one or several similar creatures. Most of their eyes are dull and desperate. The number of slave creatures in the whole transfer area is about 20000.The dungeon under the deck of the floating ship was nothing compared with the scene in front of it.To Locke's surprise, there was no sound from these imprisoned slave creatures, and there were few fierce rebels."You'd better not touch those cages." Merlin, who walked in front, reminded Locke, "if we touch the silent or binding magic pattern, we'll be miserable!"Merlin's words were very straight, but Locke's heart warmed when he heard that 'we', and the fat man seemed to regard him as his own man.Through the passage composed of large container cages, looking at all kinds of slave creatures in the surrounding cages with curiosity, Locke and Merlin walked a long way."There are many magicians in this place!" Locke sighed. On the way to the warehouse in the transfer area, they met at least 70 or 80 magicians and two law enforcement teams with a number of 10."Nonsense, can't you see how many Warcraft and alien creatures are locked in this place?" Merlin said angrily that this guy was groveling to other senior magicians, but he had no scruples about Locke who had known him for less than two days.I guess I can see that Locke doesn't discriminate against him, and the identity of Locke's Knight is really not as noble as his magician."Here we are!" Merlin pointed to the container cage in front of him. In the relatively empty container cage, only two magicians holding crystal balls shuttle among them."Hello, my name is Merlin. I brought this guy to find the way." Fat Merlin took Locke and approached one of the magicians.This is a female magician. Her hair is long and straight. Judging from her appearance, Locke can only give her a passing score, but her long soft hair adds a lot of points to the temperament of the female magician."Hello, my name is Molly!" The female magician was checking the accounts in the crystal ball. Locke and Merlin suddenly appeared in front of her and stunned her.Not all magicians in the holy tower know each other. Unless they enter the holy tower at the same time, Molly, a female magician with high-level magic apprenticeship strength, will certainly not be the same age as Merlin, who has only Advanced Apprenticeship strength.
