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"Demon?!"

Amos saw the long-horned head emerging from the sea in the distance and with a little thought he figured it out. It was probably the demon in the portal that ran out.

As for why they didn't go to the battlefield but ran to the sea.

For this question, even the wisest scholar could not answer.

It was not strange for the representative species of the chaotic evil camp as demons because they always did whatever they wanted, arbitrarily.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, a mad war demon, who dived for fish, surfaced from the sea not far away, holding a lively marine fish in his hand and one in his mouth.

His fangs gnawed on the struggling fish, and the fish's blood flowed along the corner of its mouth.

In addition to seeing it, the white dragon also found the White Scale City army on the island.

The mad war demon was pleasantly surprised when he bit off a piece of the fish in his mouth, he chewed the fish while holding one in his hand, he screamed and rushed over.

That's right! It was a man (devil), holding a fish and charging against the tens of thousands of White Scale City army.

Its ending was self-evident, Ghoul-Garu hammered its head.

Amos looked at the demon's corpse speechlessly, suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up. In Nordhill, the Snow Demon Core were precious items as long as one willing to spend money they could obtain it, but if one wanted to buy a devil, there was no place that sold it.

The self-control ability of a chaotic creature like a demon was directly proportional to its strength. A more powerful devil was less likely to act as cannon fodder in response to the call of the Abyss Gate. In other words, the demons wandering on the sea were all brainless middle-level and high-level demons, each fighting their own battle in the sand.

Amos shouted: "Old Blind! Quick! Gather! Catch the devil!"

Felicia was taken aback for a moment and realized that the creatures like demons were treasures all over, magic horns could be made into ornaments, and their bodies could use as materials for magic. If it was alive, the manic mage researchers would definitely carry a lot of gold coins and would queue up to buy them.

At the mention of gold coin, Felicia bounced from the ground: "Yes! Catch it alive! Everyone! Follow me!"

Before the little dragon finished speaking, she hurriedly flew into the sky. In the eyes of the white dragon, these demons were all moving vaults!

The White scale City army suddenly transformed from a resting state to a tiger-wolves, they rushed towards the wandering demons in the sea, and the sea surface immediately became lively.

Amos could only lie on the beach, watching the Murlocs beating all kinds of demons.

Because his injury was so severe and his magic power was exhausted, he was unable to cast spells. Under the violent impact, his wing bones and sternum were broken, and he was unable to move.

The energy damage was more severe than the body. Although most of the legendary magic was blocked by the Commader of Winter – Motznoff, and leaving only a small part, that was enough for Amos to suffer. Now, no part of his body did not hurt.

He looked at the two-headed Ogre chief who was guarding aside and the Murlocs around him. Lifting his wings he placed them on his head to block the sunrise that showed half of his face.

After a short rest, a terrifying wave of magic power erupted in the sky. Amos was awakened, and he looked up and saw a vast black hole, a diameter of 500 meters, and a majestic magic tower slowly appeared in the cloudless sky. The base slowly emerged from the black hole, followed by the tower body and the spire.

Floating Tower!

If the mage tower was the ideal of every mage, then the floating tower was the dream of every mage. Its powerful function could not only fly freely but also be used for space shuttles, cross-border expeditions, even interstellar travel.

But for most mages, the wizard tower was out of reach, let alone a floating tower that costs even more.

The black hole disappeared, and Amos looked at the floating tower in the sky with complicated eyes, and he knew that the battle was about to end.

Like dumplings, figures flew out of the floating tower, each of which exuded a powerful aura, and these powerful men plunged into the sea.

After a while, the ground under Amos no longer trembled.

Suddenly, a white light shot out from the sea, and before everyone had time to react, the white light accurately penetrated the White Dragon Lord's eyebrows. Amos was taken aback and hurriedly checked it but found that the white light recorded a plane coordinate in it.

At this time, a wild laugh came into Amos' ears.

"Little white dragon, when you are about to step into the legendary realm, come to this place, surprises are waiting for you, hahaha."

It was the voice of the Commader of Winter—Motznoff, and at the same time, Amos felt that the summoning connection between himself and the Commader was broken. This was because Mertzoff took the initiative to release the summoning magic and returned to the elemental plane.

The Lord White Dragon was dumbfounded.

It didn't come to settle accounts, it just left like that?

What were the plane's coordinates?

Is the surprise is a real surprise or a trap?

Amos had many questions in his heart, but no one could solve them. He could only suppress the doubts first and speculate about all possibilities in a depressed heart.

When the floating tower appeared, Felicia flew back with her tail between her legs. She didn't want to hang in front of a group of legendary bosses, so as not to be pinched to death at will.

She landed on the beach, where a large number of demon corpses piled up, and the live demons were tightly bound, she happily counted the harvest.

Before she had finished counting, the legendary team that fell into the sea flew back to the Floating tower, the Floating tower launched teleportation and disappeared.

"Ou! Amos! We got a good harvest! A total of 152 dead demons and 119 demons were captured alive. It'll sell for a lot of gold."

"Don't mention gold coins with me!"

Mentioning the gold coins, he thought of his empty box again.

My Snow Demon Core!

My gold coins!

Amos's heart was bleeding, and this deal was like losing his grandma. He saw the devil's blood floating on the sea. This was also money!

"Everyone, collect the devil's blood floating in the sea, refine it, and pick up the residue for me, ouch."

The Lord White Dragon's shout affected his body's injuries, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

He found that the surrounding dependents were stunned and no one moved, and he was furious: "Why are you all standing still! "

"Huh? Oh oh."

Only then did everyone react and hurriedly scatter to collect the demon blood on the sea.

Soon, everyone was gone, leaving only Felicia to stay with Amos.

With a weird face she gloated: "Amos, I didn't expect you to have a moment of anger!"

Amos: "..."

After he told her the value of the Snow Demon Core box, a heartbroken cry rang through the sky.

"Amos! You rotten son of a bitch!"

Regardless of her yelling, Amos covered his head with wings, took a rest, and recovered from his injuries.

After Felicia wailed a few times, she saw her brother resting and stopped speaking, lying along the side and guarding him silently.

Suddenly, Amos was awakened by a sound nearby.

"You are Amos?"