"Feed the Stitched Beast under the Adela Wizard Wizard's Tower———— 60 points"

Taylor blinked at the round badge with the special Wizard's Tower pattern in his hand, and then looked up at the chubby clerk.

It's a really good task, and it's worth the money.

After taking the task, waving at the chubby steward, Taylor followed the instructions to a gray-white three-story wizard tower.

After showing the round badge with the special pattern of the wizard's tower, the witchcraft circle shrouded in this wizard's tower opened a small hole, and he stepped forward quickly, feeling the extremely abundant elemental aura and omnipresent magic suppression in the wizard's tower.

It's no wonder that wizards with wizard towers are simply two-level creatures with ordinary wizards.

After a little emotion, Taylor followed the instructions of the mission and went through a special tunnel to the dungeon where their apprentices specialized in the mission.

The dungeon under the wizard's tower is all imprisoned by the sorcerer's own specially cultivated stitching beasts, and the dungeon and the wizard's tower as a whole are separated, and only under special circumstances will the two become one.

Torches forged from beautiful hedrons lit up directly, illuminating a deep flaming path, and Taylor walked down the spiral path until he came to a huge underground space filled with strange roars, roars, and roars.

What Taylor was now presented to was a terrifying subterranean space that was so vast that it far exceeded the surface of the Wizard's Tower.

In this underground space, it is divided into cages one after another, and all kinds of strange-looking stitched monsters are active in the lattice.

Some had the bodies of lions and the heads of two wolves, some had owl-like eyes and snake-like bodies, and all sorts of beings like stitched creatures, just roaring and roaring and curled up in the cage they were.

"What are you doing with such a huge underground space under the Wizard Tower, and raising so many Stitch Beasts?"

Looking at the strange stitching beasts that could even spew out a trace of fire, spit thunder and lightning from their mouths, secrete venom, and try to fly up and hit their fence, Taylor had some doubts in his heart.

Putting aside the doubts in his heart for a while, Taylor immediately came to a place that looked like a huge hole, on which was placed a transparent container with no ceiling, and several huge pipes leading to the witchcraft instrument below, this witchcraft instrument was engraved with a large number of witchcraft runes, many of which Taylor could not understand at present.

He could now roughly discern that some of the runes meant stability, some were heated, some were kept, and some were solidified.

From the pipes beneath the huge myriad instruments, a bucket-like space sorcery prop with storage capabilities was taken out.

This bucket-shaped space sorcery item is filled with food for the stitching beasts.

It's extravagant............

Looking at the bucket in his hand that looked like a bucket of swill, which was actually a space witchcraft prop, Taylor couldn't help but be speechless in his heart, the powerful wizard master was really rich.

Immediately afterward, Taylor carried his cylindrical props and ran to the cages one by one to feed the strangely shaped creatures.

These strangely shaped stitched beasts just raised their eyelids and looked at him, and then ran to the trough with food to bury their heads in eating.

At the same time, Taylor also noticed that some of the stitched beasts were covered in scars, and even had an arrow stuck in their backs, as if they had participated in a great battle, and some of them looked unscathed, and even the thread-like things on their bodies were freshly sewn.

Taylor fed while walking inside, the more he could feel some monsters exuding a powerful aura, and those monsters inside were also more lively, frantically impacting the cage, and even yelling at Taylor, the fishy smell in his mouth seemed to escape.

From the eyes of these monsters, Taylor could only see their disorder, rage, and loss of mind.

And a monster like this, Taylor can't see the end even if he stands on a high place.

"Roaring !!!"

A huge lion's roar came from the cage next to Taylor, and a lion with three heads entrenched in the cage let out a terrifying roar.

Such a roar was even mixed with a little mental pressure, making Taylor's head feel like it had been hammered, the whole person was a little swaying, and the barrel-shaped witchcraft props in his hand also fell to the ground, so that Taylor couldn't help but squat down and cover his head.

Originally, the lion had only one head, but on his left and right necks, the wizard had added two heads for him, one to spit out fireballs and the other to spit venom. The other head can spit out the Wind Blade.

After the lion roared, the other monsters around them who kept jumping up and down, rushing into the cage, died down, and even let out a chirp for mercy, as if such a roar was a kind of torture and suppression for them.

"Snort~~~~"

After the roar, the three lions lay on the spot, and three hot smoke came out of their thick nostrils.

After the torture was over, Taylor got up from the ground, and now he was dizzy, looking at things with double vision, and when he touched his nose, he found that his nose was already dripping with blood.

It took a while for Taylor to come back to his senses and look at the monster lion lying not far away, his eyes full of panic.

"Roaring ............"

The lion roared lazily, and the two heads next to him closed their eyes and let out a slight purr.

Taylor didn't dare to slack off, quickly picked up the bucket that had fallen to the ground, and ran to the trough where the lion was eating, and poured more food, twice as much food as the average stitching beast.

"Hoohoo ............"

The big lion's nose fanned, and he exhaled a breath of hot air that sprayed on Taylor, who felt only a smell of gunpowder smoke and a particularly dry dryness on his face, and said nothing.

This made the big lion look at Taylor more, then shook his head, woke up the lion's head on the left and right, and then buried his mouth in the trough and began to eat.

A single roar can incapacitate me, is this the stitched monster created by wizards?

Looking at the three lions that were gulping down the stumps of various animals, Taylor felt a little furious in his heart.

Even the pride of the witchcraft models and witchcraft runes that I had stayed up all night studying last night had dissipated.

Wizards are indeed a group of composite extraordinary talents, and even the creatures they create at will are existences that are beyond his reach and even need to look up to now.