The shina pot is equivalent to a private space, and the lush grass surrounding it shows that there is surging vitality here.
After returning home, let Linda cultivate some beautiful flowers and decorate them carefully.
Chris came to the small building and was ready to take a look at the layout inside.
The two doors are lavender in color. I don’t know what kind of tree they are made of, but they smell very good and exude a faint fragrance.
Walking to the living room on the first floor, there are two long tables placed end to end in the middle.
There are messy magic materials on the table, and there are at least hundreds of them at a glance.
Apparently, the black magician was too bored in the shina pot, so he started doing magic experiments.
Fortunately, there was nothing here that would make Chris sick, otherwise he would have wanted to destroy this small building and rebuild it.
Chris packed up the various materials on the table and prepared to take them out and throw them away. He didn't want anything left by the black magician.
Walking along the living room, there is an upward staircase.
There is a red floor under your feet, which is soft when you step on it.
Chris went upstairs along the stairs and arrived at the second floor. There was a long corridor in the middle, with four rooms on both sides.
He entered the first room on the left. There was a large bed directly opposite the door. It was about 1.8 meters wide and could sleep three or four people at the same time.
The bed is covered with dark blue quilts, and a walnut wardrobe stands on the right.
The closet door was half open, and two brand-new magic robes were hanging inside.
The scenery inside the room can be seen at a glance. Apart from these surprises, there is nothing else. The furnishings are quite simple, and all kinds of daily necessities seem to have been unused.
Chris used the dragon roar to smash the bed, wardrobe and other items to pieces, and then threw them out of the window.
Immediately afterwards, he came to the second room.
The place was empty, with only a few animal skin rugs spread on the ground. It was obvious that someone was laying the ground.
There is no way, this building is a private place and is not intended for multiple people to live in.
As a result, more than a dozen black magicians are hiding here, so they have to lay down the floor.
Chris went to check several other rooms and found that they were all the same as the second room.
After throwing away all the things, Chris went to the third floor.
The third floor is even more primitive and in a rough stage.
The utilization rate of this building is very low. The owner of the Shinna Pot may have just acquired this thing, or he rarely lives in it. In short, it is as good as new.
Chris got a big deal. In addition to being able to live in the building, he could also pile things on the lawn outside, which were thousands of times larger than the space ring.
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After checking the structure inside the building, Chris walked out. With a thought, he left the Shena Pot and returned to Crescent Island.
"Huh, it's finally over. It's a worthwhile trip."
In this operation, Chris teamed up with the Radiance Mission to kill 300 high-level magicians, including Akali, a ninth-level powerhouse.
Of course, the biggest gain is the Shena Pot, which is equivalent to having a small independent space.
It's a pity that Chris didn't get any valuable information from the black magician.
Breathing a long sigh of relief, Chris took out the navigation chart and compass given by Powell. After identifying the direction, he transformed into a dragon and flew into the sky.
The surrounding area is azure, and the sound of the waves can be heard in my ears.
Chris's flying speed was not very fast, only about thirty or forty miles, so he had to be extra careful. If he lost his way in the vast sea, he would be in big trouble.
Chris would take out the compass from time to time to correct the direction of travel to ensure that he was sailing on the correct route.
The flight journey is very boring, because you have to endure loneliness and loneliness, there is no one to talk to, and you can't even see anything except blue.
Finally, after flying for more than three hours, Chris saw a fleet of ships ahead with their sails lowered, swaying with the rise and fall of the sea level.
Chris was almost moved to tears. He descended and came to the flagship at the front of the fleet.
Powell and others also noticed him immediately and quickly came up to him: "Chris, how are you? Did you find anything?"
Chris shook his head and said: "No, maybe we have wiped out all the black magicians on Crescent Island."
Of course he won't tell the truth, otherwise it's hard to say whether the Shena Pot can be saved.
After all, this is a top-level ninth-level magic prop. There is no guarantee that Powell will be jealous and take it away in the name of taking it back for research.
Hearing this, Powell sighed: "Unfortunately, we don't even know what their purpose is on Crescent Island."
"What a pity." Chris smiled, "You have killed so many black magicians. After you report it to the church headquarters, it will be a great achievement, and your Pope will definitely reward you.
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"Haha." Powell patted Chris on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Thanks to you being here this time, otherwise my mission would have lost many people and it would not have been possible to wipe them out so smoothly."
He was not just talking politely. The magic arrays on Crescent Island alone were enough to cause a lot of casualties to the Holy Knights. After the black magicians showed up, it was hard to say how much combat power the Radiance Mission would have left.
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Powell didn't even dare to think about the outcome of the war.
Chris showed a bright smile: "You are too polite. The black magicians are the enemies of the entire continent. I just did what I could. Others would not hesitate to fight against them.
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Powell praised: "No one else has such terrifying strength as you."
The young man in front of him is the most powerful seventh-level boy he has ever seen. Even in human history, he has rarely heard of it. He can probably compete with the seventh-level holy dragon Caesar.
Then, Powell solemnly said: "If your country encounters any difficult problems in the development process, you can tell me and I will try my best to help you solve it."
"Okay, thank you in advance." Chris did not refuse. Compared with other kingdoms on the mainland, the Blazing Dragon Kingdom is still a bit weak.
If there is a backer in the Church of Light, the development of Blazing Dragon Kingdom will be much more stable.
Just showing the name of the church is enough to make many ambitious people put away their claws.
After chatting with Powell for a while, Chris returned to the ship where Team 15 was located.
As soon as he boarded the ship, he was warmly welcomed by Jeffrey and others.
Jeffrey gave him a big bear hug and said, "Chris, you are finally back. We thought you were lost in the sea."
"Can't you hope for the best from me?" Chris rolled his eyes.
"Hehe." Jeffrey rubbed his hands, "My mouth is full of fishy smell now, how about you roast some seagulls for me?"