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Chapter 55 55. Crow's Skin (Please read later)

"Cack, cackle, cackle--"

The pitch-black crows made a harsh and unpleasant cry.

They flapped their wings and gradually approached the sunflowers that were growing towards the sun, their red eyes full of greed and desire.

For the magic beasts, such pure solar magic and food full of vitality were simply too tempting to be tempted.

The crows, led by their leader, observed for a long time before finally waiting for the castle owner to leave, and they flew over impatiently.

There was no obstruction from the wizard.

At this moment, they only had eyes for the delicious sunflower seeds!

The crow leader "cackle" happily, and swooped down first. Although he was a crow, he had the momentum of an eagle.

He stared at the largest red sunflower seed, and seemed to have imagined how delicious it tasted.

However, joy always leads to sorrow. The sunflowers seemed to have sensed the invasion of foreign enemies, and they all turned their flower disks and aimed at the crows.

It was like a magic anti-aircraft cannon that detected the invasion of foreign enemies.

The golden stream of light flowed from the sunflower seeds to the petals, formed from the position of the petals, and then lit up one by one, and finally gathered into a circular magic pattern.

"Huh?" The crow leader immediately felt something was wrong. His rich experience told him that there might be danger here, so he immediately wanted to turn around and run away.

But before the crow leader could run away.

Accompanied by a "swish".

Eleven long-accumulated Yangyan rays sprayed out, and after converging, they formed a more dazzling golden light column, which instantly hit the crow leader.

The latter didn't even have time to scream, and his shiny black feathers were completely burned by the flames, and then fell down, really turning into charcoal.

The red sunflowers influenced the sunflowers to continue to emit the sun rays. The golden beam of light was like a sword that cut through the darkness, and it scattered the crows.

In a blink of an eye, the crows were dead or injured.

The bodies fell all over the ground.

The remaining crows that were barely able to move flapped their wings in panic and fled. They were not as aggressive as when they came, and they didn't even dare to cry.

This scene was seen by Robert, some servants and apprentices who happened to be outside. They stared at the sunflower in shock and didn't know what to say.

Is this the power of the mage?

Ordinary sunflowers can also have such terrifying lethality.

After being surprised, Robert hurriedly ordered people to collect the dead and seriously injured crows that could not fly.

And Kroya watched the drama of the sunflowers killing the crows in full, and then he continued to walk slowly and leisurely - he was not worried at all.

Since the red sunflower had the tendency to form a soul, it could fight back or attack on its own.

Just a group of crows... it is absolutely impossible to devour them.

He quickly came to the castle, looked at the corpses of the demon birds piled up here, his eyes moved slightly, and he slowly squatted down.

Holding a completely dead crow in his hand, his fingers stayed on its chest for a moment - it felt like a strange texture like iron.

How could there be iron on the crow?

The rest of the crow was burned by the Yangyan ray, but this place was intact and a little smooth.

If the surrounding situation was not very different from this place, he would not even be able to see that there was anything strange here.

It was like...

"Wearing a breastplate?"

Kloya immediately became curious. He first checked carefully and found that there were eight crows here with this situation.

Immediately, he took the eight crows into his laboratory, and then took out a knife to cut open the flesh of one of them.

After careful separation, he took out a piece of object.

This is a piece of strange iron sheet about two centimeters long, about the same thickness as parchment, and it feels a little cool in the hand.

After leaving the crow's body, its color quickly changed from black, which is basically the same as the crow, to a strange light gray.

But it feels even weirder to the touch.

It is not as cool and hard as iron, but has a warm texture, as if touching the skin, full of a sense of rhythm of vitality.

"..."

He suddenly felt a chill, and got goose bumps on his body, and threw this piece of light gray strange iron sheet on the experimental table.

To be honest, this touch that is almost the same as human skin, holding it in his hand like this, really makes him feel a little physically uncomfortable.

"What the hell is this, I haven't seen this kind of thing, um..."

Kroya thought seriously for a while, and suddenly thought of a way to take shortcuts - he immediately took out the Holy Spring Crystal Card, and then summoned the Holy Spring and threw this piece of iron sheet into it.

If what he thought was right, when selling something, the other party would first tell him what it was, wouldn't that be equivalent to free identification?

Before he really learned the identification technique, he could only use this opportunistic method to get other people's identification results for free.

A few seconds later, an intellectual female voice sounded:

"Dear first-level member Xingling, you submitted a three-gram piece of bark of a young simulated magic tree, the estimated age of the tree is two years and six months in standard time, and the number of magic crystals that can be exchanged is twenty.

The alchemist master codenamed Doll has left you a message. Is it convenient for you to answer it? "

Did this attract the attention of another alchemist master?

Croya nodded: "Answer it."

After a brief silence, the intellectual female voice turned into a rough voice: "Friend, do you have a more advanced artificial magic tree? I can exchange it for you with the dwarf's Mother Earth Spring!"

The spring of Mother Earth?

He had heard of this before, in "The Power of Gods?" "I saw it in this book. It is said that it was a miracle given to the dwarves by the Mother Earth Goddess.

Well, only the dwarves can get it.

"Does that mean the person opposite is a dwarf?" Croya thought for a moment, after considering the characteristics of this strange bark and the other person's name.

He made a bold guess - could this thing be a material for making puppets or doll skins?

And it should be very rare, otherwise it would not attract such attention from an alchemist master who may be a dwarf.

Thinking of this, he replied: "I have not cultivated a higher level of simulated demon tree yet, my friend, this kind of demon tree is difficult to cultivate."

There was another moment of silence before a reply came from the other side.

"Well, my friend... I deeply understand that it is not easy to cultivate this kind of magic tree, and every year is like torture.

Mother God bless you and may you succeed.

If you have a simulated magic tree that is over fifty years old, you can contact me at any time.

The price I give will only be higher, not lower! "

The rough man's voice disappeared, leaving only the intellectual voice of Sheng Quan again: "Do you want to sell it?"

This time Croya simply chose to sell, and then planned to buy the contract and the information about the virtual magic tree.

This was just right, otherwise he would have planned to sell a sea-patterned clam pearl in exchange for the contract.