The warlock, who was standing in front of Locke, lowered his hood and revealed his true face.

Aside from his low height, the warlock was distinguished from the rest of the world by his right arm and face, which was entirely a beast's claw, with green spots appearing on his face.

These spots seem to be the stratum corneum of the monster's skin, and the warlocks' irritable energy fluctuations mainly emanate from these places.

From the perspective of Locke's quasi-second-level knights, the protruding monster cuticles on those skins are very likely to be one of the sources of power for this group of warlocks.

"I'm asking you, knight, didn't you hear?" The warlock was a little upset when he saw that Locke had been paying attention to his appearance.

That's why the warlocks on the field are wearing cloaks, and it's not pleasant to be watched.

Locke, who came back to his senses, hurriedly withdrew his gaze and kept staring at others, which was rude.

"These two Digimon eggs are not sold for money, they are only used in exchange, if you want, you just need to help me make a pair of demonic armor. Locke said.

Considering the limited value of the eggs of the two female demon beasts, Locke added, "The demonic armor doesn't need to be particularly valuable, it's enough for me to use temporarily. ”

Hearing Locke's condition, the dwarf in front of him frowned, he was not a warlock who was good at alchemy, and he didn't carry any demonic armor on his body.

"You wait. The dwarf spoke, then pulled out a crystal ball glowing red.

Rubbing its green claws against the crystal ball for a moment, the warlock seemed to be communicating.

After a while, several more cloaked men appeared in front of Locke's stall.

"Dardane, you can try to exchange this. One of the cloaked men looked at Locke and then at his companion, pulling out a vial of cloudy gray reagent.

"The saliva of the petrified lizard?" cried the gnome monster in front of Locke, and when he saw the leather armor Locke was wearing, he understood what his companion meant.

"This thing should work for you, and when applied, it can strengthen the epidermis of any scaly creatures, allowing them to possess stone elements for a short period of time. The gnome handed the gray reagent to Locke.

Looking at the gray reagent in his hand, and then at his volcanic salamander leather armor, Locke agreed to the deal.

Also to test whether the gray reagent was really useful, Locke took off his leather armor on the spot and poured the saliva of the petrified lizard on it in front of the group of warlocks.

The crimson volcanic salamander leather armor, after coming into contact with the cloudy gray liquid, makes a "sizzling" sound, and the color of the leather armor slowly changes, turning from red to gray in two minutes.

After the transformation was over, Locke picked up his leather armor again, tested the hardness and resistance, and the strength of the quasi-second-level knight could only pinch a shallow finger mark on it, as for the elemental resistance, his wind fighting spirit clearly felt the stable stone element in the leather armor.

Overall, this leather armor is still a failed demonized armor, but now it is barely enough for Locke.

"If you think you can, our deal is over. The dwarf warlock was very professional, and waited until Locke finished testing his armor before speaking.

"Of course. Locke nodded.

However, seeing the warlock profession for the first time, Locke was a little curious about their combat methods and actual abilities, and he didn't rush to say goodbye, but said, "You guys are also doing tasks in the Dark Tornado Mountains, are you interested in teaming up together?"

Locke's invitation stunned the warlocks, and the dwarf, Locke, who heard his companions call him the dwarf warlock of Dardane, said in a surprised tone, "Aren't you a knight of the Western Isles?

"Yes, but I don't have much to do this week, and I'd love to team up with a few Warlocks. Locke said.

The obvious difference between the Western Isles and the rest of the wizarding world is the high degree of unity in the actions of the magicians and knights here.

In the Plane Wars, every mage and knight will follow the orders of the Holy Tower and the Knight's Hall, which is completely different from the bloodline warlocks on the West Coast who have formed a power based on their families.

The only person who can command every noble warlock is the patriarch of his family, and outsiders should not want to command anyone.

Therefore, in terms of discipline and action, the Western Three Islands are far stronger than the bloodline warlocks.

What Dardani wondered was why Locke had not been assigned a task from above.

Hearing that Locke would only be in a team with them for a week, Dardani wanted to refuse, but his other companion said, "There are not enough people to exterminate the Steel-Armored Beast Tribe, so you can take him with you." ”

Hearing the voice was a woman, Locke turned his head to look at the man, but the wide cloak blocked Locke's view.

After thinking for a while, Dardani nodded and said, "You can join us, but the distribution of the spoils will depend on us." ”

"Okay. Locke said that he wasn't here for any loot, but to see the bloodline warlocks in battle.

His knight's medal and Dardane's crystal ball exchanged contact information, and the two agreed to meet outside the Howling Lands fortress sometime tomorrow afternoon.

After a night of repairing in the fortress, the next day, somewhere in the wind-eroded rock valley outside the Howling Winds, Locke met Dardani and his party of six.

There were a few fewer of them than Locke had seen in the fortress yesterday, and it seemed that they weren't all acting together.

Out of the fortress, Dardani and the others no longer hid it, and showed their true appearances.

Like ordinary humans, they are humanoid creatures, but with claws on one arm, horns on their heads, or tails, and the appearance of these bloodline warlocks is still an eye-opener for Locke.

"We're all members of the Nedro dragon family, just to be brief, this is Haveny, this is Bruken, this is Sivan, this is Wadesay, this is Ramorgan. Dardani pointed to his five companions and introduced each of them to Locke.

"Hello, I'm Locke. Locke politely stepped forward one by one and shook hands.

Without exception, this group of people were all first-level bloodline warlocks with bestial characteristics, and their faces also had patches of cyan spots and cuticles, and they looked quite terrifying.

Fortunately, Locke had never seen any scenes, and he didn't show any heterogeneity.

His gaze mainly stayed on the first person introduced by Dardani, Harvinie, who was a woman, with long pale pink hair, tall and tall, and should have been a beauty, but the cyan cuticle on her face was very destructive to the beauty, which made people a little unbearable to look at.

By feeling the breath, Locke knew that this person was the bloodline warlock who had agreed to join the team yesterday.