Chapter 80 80. Owl Olive Crown
While he was thinking, the owl flew faster and faster.
“Cuckoo!”
Seeing that it almost turned into a circle of light around him, Croya helplessly stretched out his fingers, and a ball formed on his fingertips. Orange magic.
"Here, I'll give it to you."
After seeing this ball of magic power, the owl immediately stopped, stared at it with both eyes, and then stretched out its head to take a bite.
“Woo~”
He raised his neck and swallowed the magic power.
As soon as it was swallowed, the magic power soaked its body, and its originally stable white soul was dyed orange by the magic power.
From a white owl to an orange owl.
"Gugu!"
An even more excited voice came.
It flapped its wings and screamed with joy.
After hovering in mid-air, it suddenly flew towards Croya's head.
During the flight, the body gradually changed, and finally turned into an extremely exquisite crown made of olive branches.
"Oh?" Croya didn't stop it.
This ghost owl looks very special, but in fact the magic power in his body is not very strong. His spontaneous magic shield can withstand all the opponent's attacks.
He wanted to see what the owl was going to do.
The delicate crown made of olive branches gently fell about three centimeters above Croya's head, and wisps of halo fell gently.
The moment the halo fell on his head, Croya suddenly felt that his thoughts became calm and distant.
Everything in front of me seemed to have calmed down. There was no longer any disturbance or turmoil in the world. Everything seemed to have slowed down.
This feeling is very strange.
You must know that as a third-level mage, Croya thinks very quickly, otherwise it would be impossible to form a complete spell model in an instant.
But after putting on the olive branch crown, he suddenly felt that it would be good to slow down. Those complicated thoughts and complicated magic flowed by like a calm stream.
It's like the data flow flowing through a high-speed computer slows down, so you can see it more clearly.
Every magic pattern, spell model, spell, spell casting gesture...
"Take a rest."
This is great for other mages. Opportunity, but Croya did not start to remember it, but chose to enjoy the peace and comfort of this moment.
Point your finger slightly downward.
Immediately, the soil rose up and turned into a chair with armrests. He sat on it, crossed his legs and slowly stared at the sky.
Just unconsciously looking at the clouds in the sky.
I quickly became addicted.
Rob looked at Croya who suddenly came down leisurely, a little confused, but he could feel... his master seemed to be more powerful.
He didn't dare to move, just waiting for Croya to come back to his senses.
......
About five minutes later, the crown on his head turned into an owl again, and Croya woke up from such a comfortable and peaceful state.
“Gu Gu~”
The owl landed lightly on his shoulder and wanted to rub its head against Croya’s face, but was stopped by magic.
This was not Croya's intention, but an instinctive reaction. The magic power in his body was resisting the direct contact of the death magic power.
It... After all, it is no longer the warm and soft feathers it was when it was alive before. It's okay if there are clothes between them, but if they come into direct contact, it will become very troublesome.
The dead and the living are two worlds after all.
Unable to bump into Croya as expected, it seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be nonchalant and used its beak to comb its feathers that would never fall out.
But no matter how I look at it, I feel a little lost and at a loss.
Just like people scratch their hair and make small movements when they are embarrassed.
“…”
I don’t know what happened, but a flash of pity flashed in Croya’s heart. He concentrated his magic power on his hand to form a protection, and then gently stroked it. .
The touch of orange magic is like sunlight shining on your body.
Warm and cozy.
The owl cooed and enjoyed it peacefully.
While stroking it, Croya took a look at its astral body and found that its olive branch seemed a little whiter and a little longer.
That is to say, only the extremely precise observation method of the astral body engraving technique can detect it. If you look at it with the naked eye, you will never find that it has grown longer.
Is it because of absorbing emotions?
Or is it his magic that works?
Cloya decided to observe further.
Now is the time for him to check out his harvest - the long-awaited harvest.
"How many things are there in total this time?"
He stood up from the chair, returned the chair to the ground, and asked as he walked into the warehouse.
Rob took a few steps forward, pushed open the door of the warehouse, and replied: "There are ten second-level monsters, blue sheep, twenty first-level monsters, black-feathered chickens, and two first-level monsters, kabamon. Ten, and one second-level magic plant crystal apple tree, ten first-level magic plant Luminous Grass, ten first-level magic plant black lavender..."
These data were all calculated by him just now. , so the application was very smooth, without any hesitation.
“There are quite a lot of them.” Croya has already seen the situation inside the warehouse - some sheep with rock-gray wool are eating grass slowly, and there are chickens with black feathers pecking next to them. Touch the ground.
On the other side are wrapped apple trees, light white grass, and black lavender. It doesn’t look like much at first glance, but the variety is really rich.
These magical beasts and magical plants are common in Hanhai County, and Croya naturally knows their functions -
The milk of blue sheep is good for children's development It has great effects, and long-term use can make the body stronger; clothing made of its wool can become as hard as rock after being soaked with magic.
Black-feathered chickens can lay eggs twice a day. Although the eggs are small, they taste delicious and have good nutritional value.
Of course, it goes without saying that the Kababmon was requested by Croya by name. When the time comes, it will be handed over directly to the Kababmon group over there and let them lead the area. It will be a self-propelled refining furnace again.
The crystal apple tree can absorb the magic power in the corresponding area and grow fruits with different properties. With a little processing, the magic potion can be refined.
Luminous grass is a magical plant that can emit light at night. Its light has a certain effect in dispelling evil. If gathered together, it can even be used as a magic array.
The last black lavender... its effect is to soothe the nerves and promote sleep, which is somewhat overlapped with the effect of soothing lily of the valley.
But it doesn’t matter, one is high-level and the other is low-level.
In general, the value of this batch of goods is definitely far higher than the value of refined holy white iron. Mr. Baron is really bleeding a lot.
It seems that he really cares about his own life and that of his men.
Croya stepped forward slowly and carefully observed these monsters and plants, trying to find some special guys.
He really found out.
There was a black-feathered chicken that looked ordinary and pecking at the ground along with its fellows. Its consciousness was captured by Cloya.
"I'm not a chicken..."
"We can't be discovered..."
"Alas, where are the fellows?"
Along with the consciousness, there are also tips after identification——
Fantasy Feather Cloud Snake.
Croya blinked.
Oh haha.
There is something wrong among the chickens!
He first observed the astral body of the Phantom Cloud Snake. This is the most intuitive existence and will not change due to changes in its appearance.
What you can see is a snake that looks like it is made of white clouds. It also has some feathers on its body. It really looks a bit sacred.
‘Once you get it into my hands, don’t even think about running away. ’
Cloya walked over calmly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the feathers of the chicken, and it suddenly made a panicked "clucking" sound.
It looks like an ordinary chicken.
The surrounding chickens gathered in a panic when it called like this. Their eyes were full of nervousness, staring at Chloe and shivering.
Although Croya did not deliberately display any magic power today, the magic power overflowing from the magic shield formed spontaneously on his body was enough to scare and terrify these first-level monsters.
After capturing this Magic Feather Cloud Snake, he told Rob: "If you want to plant it in the back mountain, the kaba beast will take it to the back mountain. I have other arrangements for the blue sheep and black-feathered chicken."< br>
After saying that, Croya left the warehouse carrying the chicken.
The speed was very fast, and with the blessing of magic, he quickly came to an uninhabited area.
"Is it time for you to get back to your old self?"
He threw the shivering chicken to the ground.
His eyes were sharp and he asked: "Phantom Feather Cloud Snake?"
After the observation just now, he was very sure that this chicken had very perfect wisdom, even more intelligent than the sunflower that gave birth to a soul. Much higher.
He needed to find out how such a being was captured and whether it had any intentions.
"Black Feather Chicken" heard his voice and was stunned.
“What? Can any human being find me?”
The astral body conveys this consciousness.
It looked directly at Croya, and a ray of white magic power began to flash on its body. As the mist rose, it changed from a dark chicken to a straight snake.
White feathers grow on its body, like clouds forming.
Its body is also translucent and has a clear texture, like a white gemstone, but there are no internal organs or the like inside the body.
Elemental creatures.
Another elemental creature.
It "hissed" and spat out the snake letter, and the voice formed by the resonance of magic sounded: "You... are not an ordinary mage."
"I have obviously hidden a lot. Okay..."
Before he finished speaking, the owl that had been squatting obediently on Croya's shoulder tilted his head, then flapped his wings and rushed down.
With lightning speed, he caught the Phantom Cloud Snake.
The sharp beak pointed directly at the snake's head.
If this happens, the magic power of death and the magic power of elements will inevitably collide, and the result... I am afraid that both sides will suffer losses.
Cloya: "..."
How could I forget that owls eat snakes!
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