"You want it to be your mount?" said Wizard Defoe, his mouth wide open, thinking that this knight's idea was unique enough.

"I can give it to you, but what do you get in exchange?" asked Defoe with interest.

This hellfire is a burden to him, and it is better to kill it directly to take the lava core, so he did not open his mouth widely, but handed over the initiative to Locke.

As long as Locke took out items that were more valuable than the high-level Warcraft crystal nucleus, Defoe would sell him face and agree to the deal.

Locke thought about it, and threw out two large boxes of Zihuang Bamboo from the space ring, which had been given to him by Yao Yao, the leader of the Thunder Locust Tribe, before he had not yet covered it in his hand.

"Zihuang bamboo, tsk, the quality is good, the value is a little lower, but the amount is not enough, and it is barely acceptable. Wizard Defoe smacked his lips and said.

These Zihuang bamboos are in his hands, if he can refine one or two drops of Zihuang bamboo essence, then this transaction must be earned by him.

"Are you sure you want to exchange these Zihuang Bamboo for this waste? In addition to its strong recovery ability, its combat power is only in the realm of high-level demonic beasts. Wizard Defoe turned his head and asked again.

Hey, I didn't expect this dark magician to be a solid heart, but he gave Locke consideration.

"Well, I need it, and I don't need a substitute to help me fight. Locke laughed.

Wizard Defoe still thought Locke's approach was stupid, but he didn't say anything more.

After a cold snort, the Magician Defoe unilaterally tore up the master-servant contract with this hellfire, and under the stirring of his soul, the face of the hellfire turned whiter than before, and with a "wow", a mouthful of dark blue blood spit out.

From now on, he is the master of this hellfire, and the magician also put away two boxes of purple bamboo, and everyone is happy.

"When I have the opportunity to come to Merman City in the north, I invite you to my castle as a guest. Defoe laughed and said that Merman City was the center of influence set up by the Holy Tower in the Deep Blue Inferno World.

"There's a chance!" Locke said, exchanging contact information with Master Defoe through the Knight's Messenger and the Crystal Ball.

"This half bottle of blue blood essence purified from the blood of the hellfire, it is useless to put it here, give it to you, give it to you, give it to this hellfire, and the recovery speed will be faster. Defoe tossed Locke a blue flask.

If you look closely, you'll see that the thick blue liquid inside is still bubbling.

"Thank you, Master!" This is a little perverted for a magician named Defoe, but for Locke, he is a friend who can be deeply befriended.

It is not excluded that this Magician Defoe is courting Locke and beating Magician Ashar, and the relationship between the two is not ordinary~

After seven or eight years in the Deep Blue Inferno World, Defoe still didn't know that the magician Ashar had been promoted to the second level, let alone when the master's sister had accepted the disciple.

To use a figurative word, Defoe is simply an otaku among magicians, only immersed in his own experiments all day long, and does not pay much attention to everything that happens outside, worthy of the title of "experimental maniac".

After the two of them laughed and laughed, Wizard Defoe left first.

Before parting, Wizard Defoe handed Locke a large-volume dimensional bag, otherwise Locke would really be worried about how to bring back this legless hellfire.

Touching the head of the hellfire with his hand, Locke could sense the young mind and the broken soul of the huge creature in front of him from the level of spiritual power.

Sighing, Locke put it in the dimensional bag, there was no hurry to go back, he still had to finish the unfinished patrol mission, Locke is a strict person.

Two days later, on the top of the Maglev Mountains, inside the practice ground opened by Locke.

Raising his hand to release the Hellfire Giant from the dimensional bag, Locke instructed the Dramond Man next to him to prepare some food for it.

"Bring more high-calorie meat, fire and thunder ores, I've heard that hellfire eats ores," Locke said to Ann.

Ann was a little frightened, nearly a hundred years of slavery, Ann had never seen the ruler of the previous era of Hellfire since she was born, but the fear and obedience hidden in the depths of her blood made Ann dare not stay in front of this Hellfire for a long time.

Panicked and crawling outward, Ann listened to Locke's order to prepare food for Hellfire.

"Four months of recovery?" Locke shook his head, too long.

He took out the vial of essence blood that Master Defoe had given him, pulled the stopper, and a rich scent of blood came from it, and even Locke was speechless.

It's not that this plasma tastes good, it's just that Locke's body mechanism tells him that drinking this bottle of Hellfire Giant's essence blood is also good for him.

Lying on the ground, the dying Hellfire nose moved, opened its eyes, and looked at Locke with a pitiful expression.

The fluctuation of spiritual power that came from the master-servant contract, Locke could feel the longing in the heart of this hellfire.

"Ann, Ann, I won't rob you. Locke patted Hellfire's head.

Since this hellfire followed him and now counted as his pet, Locke would not treat his own people badly.

The Hellfire mind is still very fragile, and in the course of more than ten years of life, every day has been spent in whipping and painful experiments, when has it ever been so cared for.

Thinking of his mother, this idea suddenly sprung up in Hellfire's heart.

A bottle of blue essence blood Locke fed it a quarter, and Hellfire closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep, its brows still furrowed, as if it was still afraid of something, but the corners of its mouth were curved, it should have been a good dream.

Ignoring the Hellfire, Locke walked out.

Now that the practice ground is full of blood flowing from the severed limbs of the hellfire, the taste is very bad, and Locke plans to find out if there are any plants that can stop the bleeding from the materials handed in by the many biological groups in the Maglev Mountains.

There are a lot of recovery potions in his space ring, which were prepared for him by Grace and Angelina, but the wounds on Hellfire's body are too large, and it is unrealistic to apply them all, and Locke is reluctant to spend so many potions.

Not long after Locke left, Ann led a group of Dramond men into the practice arena with a cart.

Two-thirds of the cart was red and white, and Locke demanded high-calorie food, so the flesh Ann picked was rich in fat.

The other one-third of the carts were filled with colored ores of different shapes, mainly black and blue ores, which contained violent fire and thunder energy.

The other Dramonds also showed fear of the sleeping Hellfire, and after Ann agreed, they fled the area in droves, not wanting to stay for a minute.

It was the second time she saw this hellfire, and she was a little bolder, anyway, this half-crippled hellfire fell asleep, and Ann cheered herself up, and slowly moved towards the hellfire curiously.

Gently touched the terrifying wound on the abdomen of the Hellfire, and Anxin thought that he was still alive after such a serious injury, what a big guy!