The slave creatures imprisoned in the basement were not inferior, and from day one, Locke found his job to be a little easier than he had imagined.

The only thing that needs to be overcome is the ubiquitous smell and psychological stress.

Whether it was that quasi-level demonic beast-level giant crocodile or several other high-level demonic beasts, Locke was bold enough to enter their cage, and these demonic beasts didn't dare to do anything to him.

The super high intelligence has also weakened their beastly nature to the extreme.

Before they were captured, the middle-aged magician must have caused them a lot of psychological shadows, so much so that until now they didn't dare to approach the iron fence with a magic alarm.

Locke still remembered that the quasi-rank Warcraft-level giant crocodile was still walking upright when he first got on the boat, but now he could only lie in a dark cage every day.

There were still three pots of food outside, and it would take Locke about an hour to finish the job.

The gray-robed mage didn't let Locke work for nothing, and the daily reward for the mid-level Warcraft crystal nucleus was not a loss in Locke's opinion.

When Locke dragged into his room with the smell of fish and sea, Angelina had already soaked in the bath water.

"Let's go take a shower, you smell too strong!" Angelina pinched her nose and took off her coat for Locke.

"Yes. Locke replied weakly and jumped into the tub.

"By the way, those two molts are in the space ring. Lying on the edge of the tub, Locke said to Angelina in the room.

The idea of trading its molting with food with the giant crocodile was the one Locke came up with, and after discussing it with Angelina, he found it feasible, and it lasted so many times.

Locke's cold iron armor was of high quality, and he wanted to add an inner armor to himself.

The original golden inner armor brought out from the Marquis Mansion of the Grace family has long been broken and cannot be used, and Locke, who spares his life, is looking for a replacement for it.

A pool of clean water, after Locke washed it, the color became cloudy and yellowish.

The food that the gray-robed magician had given him was not just from somewhere, it was all dead fish and seafood that smelled sour, and he was not afraid to poison the hundred or so slave creatures.

It turned out that Locke was thinking too much, with the physique of the monster, unless he fed them poison and rotten food, he would not be able to kill them, and at most he would have a few stomachs.

It also made the smell of the layer below the deck more and more difficult for Locke to bear.

He's already thinking about it, paying a little money, finding a wind magician, and ventilating the basement.

"If only I could get the blood of that giant crocodile. Angelina's sloquette interrupted Locke's thoughts.

"Blood, what do you want that thing for?" Locke asked curiously, the quasi-level demonic beast Locke preliminarily judged that it was a demonic beast that used the power of wood and earth-based elements, and Angelina would not normally use the materials of this kind of demonic beast except for experiments.

"It's a wurm beast, don't you see it?" Angelina asked Locke rhetorically.

"Wurm Demonic Beast, so what?" Locke said, he had still heard of the name of the Wulong Demonic Beast, this kind of Demonic Beast containing the bloodline of the dragon system, almost all of them were not simple, if the bloodline purity was high enough, the adult would directly reach the high-level Demonic Beast.

"If Anji can get its blood, its absolute strength can be greatly improved. Angelina said, holding her cheeks.

"I'll give it a try tomorrow. After taking a bath, Locke lay on his bed and said, Angie, as a scorpion dragon, looks like a large scorpion, and Locke forgot that it has a dragon in its name for a while.

"If the bloodline breaks through, maybe Anji will be able to fly!" Angelina is caught up in the beautiful fantasy of her invincible pet.

Speaking of the little scorpion dragon Anji, it is no different from the brothers and sisters that Locke saw in the Murphy Forest at this time.

The same is a scorpion head with barbs, sharp scorpion claws, and a poisonous hook with a ghostly glow.

The only difference is that the body size is still one or two meters apart, and Anji's scale armor is light in color, and its brothers at the quasi-level Warcraft strength level have a darker carapace in color.

Their parents are different, the blue-scaled Rank Demonic Beast Arcanased, but with a pair of jet-black flesh wings, a powerful creature that can soar through the sky.

"If the giant crocodile doesn't want to, forget it!" said Angelina, taking Locke's hand, Angelina was more concerned about Locke's safety than her own pet.

"Don't worry!" Locke touched his chin, thinking about what to use to impress that quasi-rank demonic beast tomorrow.

The floating ships had been flying in the sky for more than three days, and now below them, there was not a continental town, but an endless ocean.

Locke, who saw the sea for the first time, was not as shocked as he imagined. In his eyes, it's just a bigger lake.

The vastness and mystery of the sea have made Locke curious these days, and he asked Angelina for several books on the eastern seas of the Omoor Empire, and he took them out to see them in the past two days.

"Did the Master say when he would be able to get to the Holy Tower?" asked Angelina next to him.

During these days on the float, Angelina often went to her master's room, and according to Angelina, the old lady's room was more like a laboratory than a living room.

The incomprehensible ability to fold space made Shizu's room more than three times larger than it looked from the outside.

"Nope. Angelina shook her head.

In addition to these, there have been a lot of interesting things happening on the float in recent days.

The middle-aged, bearded full-fledged magician, who disappeared a few days later, reappeared and retrieved several strange creatures with light blue arms and fishtails.

Naga, an intelligent creature that only lives in the deep ocean, Locke has only seen in books.

And the official magician, after retrieving these Naga, was released again not long after.

"Naga's power in the waters of the Western Three Islands can rank in the top three!" Angelina explained why the official magician easily let go of his prey.

Most likely, the middle-aged magician had received a warning from the Naga or had compromised.

"Are there such a shortage of slave creatures?"

Although the middle-aged magician didn't say anything, Locke could still guess that the magician definitely wanted to use those Naga as slave creatures.

The four-armed Naga whose strength is in the high-ranking squire, even Locke cannot be underestimated.

"I don't know. Angelina shook her head in confusion, she only now realized that the Santa was a little different from what she had imagined.

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