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"What else?" asked Cook, irritating.

"And maybe beastishness!" replied Barry after a moment's thought.

"Beasticraft, is that it?" Cook pointed to the three-headed hellhound, which was almost five meters tall and had two heads, and the three-headed hellhound was only ten meters long, and it looked extremely hideous.

"Yes!" replied Barry.

However, Cook asked suspiciously: "Where did you get all this knowledge, you must know that your birth was an accident at all?"

"Who knows!!!," Barry replied helplessly.

Cook was speechless, this magical world is really strange, Cook looked at the three-headed dog of hell that had almost no movement, five meters tall is almost equivalent to the height of a three-story building, but this guy must be taller than what Cook saw, because this guy is paralyzed on the ground, thick and full of thighs that need two people to hug, as well as muscles full of strength, as well as metallic luster skin, and sharp teeth, all let Cook know that this three-headed dog of hell is not a three-headed dog of hell in the general sense.

"What will happen to this guy's memory?" Cook asked Barry, looking at the three-headed dog of hell.

"Who knows, maybe you have a memory, maybe you don't, you signed a slave contract anyway. Barry replied irresponsibly.

"If there is no memory, then the contract is still valid?" Cook asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, there is no soul or soul fragment in that divine core just now, so even if this big guy's soul is reproduced, it still relies on the original soul fragments, and there are contracts in those fragments, and such a slave contract is deep into the soul origin, even if this guy is strong, he can't get out of your control. Barry explained angrily.

"Oh!" Cook looked at the three-headed dog of hell, still slightly expecting in his heart, because Cook finally had an obedient mount.

Cook used to have Phyllisteman the frost dragon, but Cook really didn't ride it a few times, and after Philisteman transformed into a girl in "Although Fat", Cook didn't have that mind anymore, because it always felt strange.

There is also Sharp Claw, although it is more obedient, but Sharp Claw is an ironclad tyrannosaurus, and it is the factor of violence in its bones, so the ability to cause trouble is very strong, and Cook and Sharp Claw have no contract, so Cook can't control that guy at all, and now this can be said to be Cook's mount in the real sense, and it seems to be very advanced.

"Whew!" As time passed, the three-headed dog of hell finally moved, and the sound of whirring exhalation alarmed Cook.

Cook ran to the two heads of the three-headed dog of hell with an excited face, reached out and stroked it, there was a warm feeling, and the skin was a little rough, and it felt like tree bark.

"Woooooo

Cook's face turned white, because Cook knew that this three-headed dog of hell was like a newborn at all, and his soul was blank, and Cook yelled at Barry: "Barry, why does this guy look like he was just born?"

"This success is already good, you must know that the fusion is the divine core, the spiritual power of the kobold is too weak, and if you don't become an idiot, you will be favored by the goddess of luck." Barry replied angrily.

"Nima, could it be that Lao Tzu is a life that raises low-level demonic beasts?" Cook was stunned, and then scolded, Click, Big Mouth, Little Bad, Xiao Lei, these are all raised by Cook since childhood, Cook can hardly imagine how this three-headed dog of hell should be educated.

"Just leave this matter to me, but this guy is not a low-level magical beast, his body is comparable to the level of the Holy Domain, although the magic cannot be released for ......the time being. Barry argued.

"Wait, wait, you're saying this guy can't cast magic?" Cook stared at Barry with wide eyes.

"Of course, the soul is too weak to support magic. Barry replied as a matter of course.

"My Divine Core!" Cook almost had the urge to hit the wall, Nima, the soul is weak, which means that he can't control the realm.

"So this guy can't control the realm yet?" Cook thought about strangling Barry.

"Yes, but this guy will spontaneously form a protective layer in such an environment. Barry replied in the affirmative.

"You mean spontaneous?" asked Cook, uncertain.

"Yes, spontaneously, and you're the owner of this guy, so I'll protect you from the cold temperatures around you. Barry further explained.

"Woooooooo

"Yay!" Cook jumped up excitedly as he turned his head to look at the frozen figure on the huge ice field.

However, Cook's excitement just now turned into consternation in the next moment, and then he roared angrily: "Barry, I'm going to kill you!"

Because Cook had just sat on the back of the three-headed dog of hell, and was commanding the three-headed dog of hell to go to a place hundreds of meters away, who knew that the three-headed dog of hell stood up all of a sudden, and then Cook felt that the world was spinning, and the next moment Cook was directly pressed under the three-headed dog of hell, if it was an ordinary magician, I am afraid that Cook would have died a long time ago.

Cook struggled to get up, and at a glance, he found that Nima, this three-headed dog of hell can't walk at all, and he sways from side to side when he stands up, and after Cook roars, as long as he orders the three-headed dog of hell to follow behind him, as long as he is at a certain distance, Cook will be fine.

So there was a very ridiculous scene, Cook walked in front, and the three-headed dog of hell crawled behind, sometimes trying to get up, but immediately rolled out again, making a loud rumbling noise.

"Alas!" Cook, of course, knew that the soul was weak, and it was difficult, very difficult to control such a huge body.

Cook was holding the thunder tooth in his hand, and his body was also glowing reddish, which was the role of the contractual relationship between the three-headed dog of hell and Cook, Cook looked at the warrior in front of him, this warrior still maintained a sprinting appearance, and the big sword in his hand had just dragged behind him, but at this time it was frozen.

"It's a barbarian warrior!" Cook easily sliced the ice with his thunder fangs, and looking at the appearance of the man who had frozen to death, Cook realized that this guy was a barbarian.

Cook directly took off the equipment on this guy's body, but to Cook's disappointment, the magic power in the equipment had been exhausted, and some of it was frozen, so Cook didn't know what level of equipment it was.

Cook harvested a good necklace and a pair of boots on this barbarian, and even the big sword was frozen and cracked, but even the broken equipment Cook did not let go, because in the base on the side of the Wolf Tooth Fortress, there was a decomposition of the magic array, and it was thrown directly into it, and what was decomposed was all kinds of magic metals, even if it was leather armor Cook, he did not let go, because the magic array carved on the leather armor can not only be studied, but also the magic metal that depicts the magic array, although it is very little, but it adds up to a lot.

"Two fat! go!" Cook named the three-headed dog of hell Erfat, because this guy has two heads, and Cook also found out the biggest factor why the three-headed dog of hell can't stand up, too fat, Cook is estimated to be because the essence of life is used too much, Cook is ready to name Erfat, but he feels that the name is not very good, so he changed the word. "I have a game name called Shubei Sanfat, Quack!" But after Cook took a step out, he looked at the barbarian who had no pants, and finally Cook sighed and said: "Forget it, I will take you back to the place where your people live and bury them, which is my condition for taking your equipment!"

Cook just felt uneasy, so Cook directly threw this fluffy guy into the basement of the natural space, which was extremely hidden, and it was very bad for this sleek corpse to be seen by the little angel and the mermaid, and what is it called to make a fortune with a muffled voice?

"Damn, none of them are intact. "Cook broke a solid ice again, and a human appeared, obviously this human was not very well equipped, so after the ice was cut, the equipment directly turned into pieces, and even the corpses became pieces by piece, which was very disgusting to look at.

Cook dropped the disgusting mixture of equipment fragments and corpse pieces, and Cook didn't want to rummage through the equipment fragments.

Then Cook began to pay attention, try to choose more advanced characters to break the ice, there are a lot of people on the entire ice field, there are no edges at a glance, and there are all races, dwarves, gnomes, elves, giants, barbarians, orcs, and so on.

And judging from the clothing, there are all kinds of professions, warriors, archers, magicians, priests, thieves, hunters, and so on, all the professions that Cook knows about are here.

"Tsk, it's so beautiful that you're going to die!" Cook looked at a beautiful elven archer while picking up his equipment, and it seemed to be a lost profession, the magic archer, the current magic archer can't be called a magic archer at all, because the magic archer is a combination of elven magic and archery skills, and it is the most powerful profession of the elf clan.

"The harvest is good, there is actually a magic bow, I don't know what this magic bow can be exchanged for when it is sold to the elf clan?" Cook counted the equipment, and found that the elven magic archer actually had three pieces of intact equipment, a bow, although there was no magic power, and a piece of leather armor, and an earring, and the rest were fragments.

However, Cook has a shirt left for female professionals, and the shirt here refers to a layer of clothing between the equipment and the body, preventing the equipment from rubbing the body and causing a feeling of discomfort, which means the inner lining, although the shirt worn by the elf is very gorgeous, but Cook still didn't start, because Cook still has a code for doing things.

Cook threw the frozen corpse into the basement of the natural space building, and then looked left and right, Cook found that the frozen figures here, among which the number of dwarves and elves are well equipped, generally there is at least one, followed by barbarians, then gnomes, giants, and finally humans and orcs, of course, the equipment of orc priests is also better, and the warriors are basically a pile of fragments, and orcs can't use magic equipment, so Cook's disease doesn't have much interest.

"Alas, poor child, at last able to walk. Cook looked at the three-headed dog of hell that was trembling and trembling behind him, and his four feet were moving almost slightly, Cook sighed, and then continued to devote himself to the plan to pick up the equipment, no, it should be said to be the corpse.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, I'm going to pull this guy back and sell it to the Wizards' Guild!" Cook's exclamation echoed through the icefield.

Cook looked at the man in front of him, who was seven or eight meters tall, with golden hair, and a beautiful face, and two purple magic lines on his face, and the most bizarre thing was that there was a pair of wings on the back of this person, but they were transparent and similar to cicada wings.

"Goblin, this is a goblin!" Cook was excited, goblins are legendary creatures, even in the Wizards' Guild, there are only records, not physical objects.

Fairies are born with the ability to communicate with the elements, and it can be said that even a newborn goblin has more magic than an intermediate magician.

And goblins can fly, and it is said that goblins don't need to chant spells at all to launch magic, they are directly instantaneous, and the same magic, goblins' magic damage is dozens of times that of humans, which is to put it bluntly, the same fireball technique, human beings are only the size of a fist, but the elves are at least as big as a basin, because goblins can communicate with the elements.

The goblin also has a name, the Elemental Messenger!

"I'm rich, I'm rich!" Cook was excited, knowing the price of a good goblin, I'm afraid the Wizards' Guild will break their heads to rob it, and who is the richest on the continent?

Cook while picking up the equipment, while looking at the goblins who were frozen stiff, I have to say that the goblins are more beautiful than the elves, a very important point is the chest, the elves' chests are almost all the same airfield, so people are easy to confuse the elf's girl, but the goblin not only has a face that is more beautiful than the elf, the key is that the figure is which Cook drools when he sees it.

"Tsk, I don't know what other rare races there are!" Cook sighed, and then put the goblin into the natural space, but the goblin was put into the laboratory by Cook, not only that, but the female Cook was separated, because even if it was a corpse, the men and women were mixed together, and Cook felt that this was a blasphemy against the dead.

Cook gets more and more excited as Cook discovers a rare race again: "Dragonmen!"

Dragonmen are the descendants of the combination of dragons and humans, and on the mainland, dragonmen exist, but they are in the dragon city specially opened up by the dragon, so there are no dragons on the road at all.

"It's a dragonman!" Cook took a closer look at some of the scales that appeared on the dragonman's body, and made sure that they were dragon scales, not some of the snake's scales, although they were smaller, but they were indeed dragon scales.

"What kind of race is this! Doesn't it look like a goblin?" Cook looked at the goblin-like creature in front of him, puzzled.