Heimarian Odyssey

The transfer area of ​​the holy tower is also called the wartime transfer area. God knows which magician has such a high-end atmospheric name, but it is actually a large old warehouse.

The warehouse in the transfer area with a height of 20 meters and a width of 200 meters is already larger than that of the pasture used by the students for training when Locke was studying at the Imperial College.

Rows of iron racks are neatly placed in the transfer area, and through the cage filled with magic patterns and tortoises, there are only a variety of Warcraft or exotic creatures.

"Harris! Where are the three magic wolves recorded in the accounts?" A female magic apprentice with supple black long hair looked at the crystal ball in her hand and asked the tall magician not far from her. .

The dense text emerged from the crystal ball, which seemed to be the account book for recording information.

"Let's see." The tall magician agreed and lifted his magic crystal ball to check it. His fingers crossed the smooth crystal ball surface, and messages flickered one after another.

"I found it!" The tall magician was first happy, and immediately saw the information recorded in the magic ball, his face collapsed again, "The crystal ball recorded that the three magic wolf was yesterday was first grade. Lord Magician Reliker took it away."

"Yes?" The magician raised her eyebrows. "Is Lord Relic submit an application? Or has it been purchased through the Santa Clause?"

"Of course not." Harris, the tall magician, grinned bitterly.

"This is the sixth time this month, and the tracing is still on us," the female magician said angrily.

"Is there any way, we are just magic apprentices, how dare we stop those adults." Harris sighed.

"Just record it first, and then I will find a tutor to report!" the female magician ordered.

"Yes." Harris took the crystal ball and recorded the whereabouts of the three magic wolves.

As the West Coast Magician organization began to deliver the Legion of Soldiers to the holy towers of the three islands in the West, most of the Slave Legions were sent directly to the space fortress beyond the plane.

A part of it was also transported to the holy tower, as a turnaround node, together with the next group of slaves to the space fortress.

Because of the large number of slave creatures transported to the holy tower, the regular magicians who stayed in the holy tower often fought their hands.

Either the slave creature had lost a horn, it had a lame leg, and it was even more excessive, just like this first-level magician, Master Relic, he took it away without saying a word.

"Rock, this is it!" The voice came from outside the warehouse in the transfer area. A fat man with a round belly walked in with a knight in armor.

"Merlin, go slowly." Locke, who was following, couldn't understand it, because he was obviously a fat man, how could this guy's legs and feet be so flexible.

"I have to participate in the mentor's experiment in the afternoon. Can I be in a hurry?" Fatty Merlin glared at Locke and walked toward the transfer area without losing speed.

"And I haven't finished reading the book "Alchemy of Ten Pieces". If I don't think you are from the same country, I'm too lazy to care about you..." Merlin is not only flexible, but also nagging, Locke's ears are immune Features.

Yesterday, the gray robe magician handed over this'job' to Locke, and it never appeared again. Locke didn't even know where the transfer area was. If he had helped Angelina and Dani clean up the bedroom, they went out and met Fatty Merlin, Locke still blacked out.

Fatty Merlin's eyes are small. It may be because he often stays up late to read magic books. He usually squints when looking at people. The overall feeling is that it is two words.

But after two conversations, Locke found that this person was not bad, and he was quite honest.

Honesty means bullying. Most of the years that Merlin studied in Santa were at the bottom of the list. Yesterday, the reception of the freshman activities, the high-level magic apprentice led by that, all the burden was given to Merlin, but the benefits are all help yourself.

Receiving freshmen can get five energy spar, fat man Meilin can finally get one, even if he burns high fragrance.

In the warehouse in the transfer area, new “things” have been transported in successively these days, and old “things” have also been transported away, so the door is wide open. For the magicians, the slave creatures are indeed “things”. 'It makes no difference, just one of their props.

In Nuo's transfer area, countless cages are piled up as high as a mountain. In each cage, one or several similar creatures are held. Their eyes are mostly desperate. The slaves in the entire transfer area The number is roughly around 20,000.

The dungeon that was once under the deck of the floating ship, compared with the scene in front of it, was completely insignificant.

To Locke's surprise, these imprisoned slave creatures did not make a sound, and there were very few rebellions.

"You don't have to touch those cages." Merlin, who walked in front, reminded Locke, "We're miserable if we touch the silence or **** magic marks!"

Merlin's words were straight, but Locke heard that ‘we’ and felt warm in his heart, and the fat man seemed to regard him as his own.

Through the passage formed by the large container cage, with a curious look at the various slave creatures in the surrounding cage, Locke and Merlin walked a long way.

"There are still a lot of magicians in this place!" Locke sighed. On the way to the warehouse in the transfer area, the two met at least seven or eighty magicians, and two law enforcement teams with ten people.

"Nonsense, can't you see how many Warcraft and outsider creatures are in this place?" Merlin said angrily, this guy was bowing to other senior magicians, but he hadn't known it for less than two days. Locke speaks without scruples.

It is estimated that Locke did not discriminate against him, and the identity of Locke Knight was indeed not as honorable as that of his magician.

"It's somewhere!" Merlin pointed to the container cage in front of him. In the relatively empty container cage, there are only two magicians holding crystal balls, which shuttle between them.

"Hello, my name is Merlin, I brought this guy over to recognize the way." Fatty Merlin took Locke and approached one of the magicians.

This is a female magician with long and straight hair. From the look of face, Locke can only give her a passing score, but that soft long hair gives the female magician a lot of temperament.

"Hello, my name is Jasmine!" The female magician was checking the accounts in the crystal ball. Rock and Merlin suddenly appeared in front of her, making her stunned.

Not all magicians of the Santa know each other, unless they are in the same session, and the female magician Jasmine, who is a high-level magic apprentice, will certainly not be the same as Merlin, who has only advanced apprentice strength.