My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1227 - 473: Melting Furnace_4

Chapter 1227: Chapter 473: Melting Furnace_4

Only Lily clapped her hands vigorously: "Miss is amazing!"

Verna took a deep breath for the second time: "Heave-ho!" The bone ball shrank by another twenty feet!

Inhale—"Heave-ho!"

The bone ball was now only about four feet in size, just right to go with the big pot.

Verna loosened her hand and sat down on the ground, kicking her legs: "I’m so tired and starving! I want to eat!"

As soon as she mentioned eating, she seemed to regain her energy, set up the stove, placed the big pot on it, dragged the Alpha Wolf over to process it, and then looked pitifully at the elderly Santa: "Grandpa Santa, how do we make fire without firewood?"

Owen Bertram shivered secretly, when did this damned girl learn to use a tweezer vowel?

Santa’s beard twitched a few times - what else could he do? With such a strange and lovely little granddaughter, he could only spoil her. To think that he, a dignified one, had become a fire husband for a little girl.

Santa extended his beard into the stove, and with a roar, the flames soared. Verna cheered and then focused on stirring the big pot with a spoon.

Owen Bertram felt it was very magical, he had a secret relationship with Nine Realms Sky and brazenly provoked the Great Chieftain to enter the Snow Mountain Ancient Destruction Domain. He originally came for Borg’s four divine artifacts, but once he entered, he didn’t do anything proper but started with a wild picnic?

Nine Realms Sky was somewhat dissatisfied, and Owen Bertram had to soothe her secretly: This is the child’s aunt...

What can I do with such an adorable, defiant little sister? Spoil her.

The most pitiful one was actually the elderly Santa, who cooked the food but didn’t get a mouthful in the end.

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The Snow Mountain Ancient Destruction Domain was different from other places. After entering from the entrance, people would be randomly teleported to different locations by the power of the Ancient Annihilation Domain. Lionel Turner and the others were sent to different places.

Windsor just happened to be in the Giant Stone Forest, which was the territory of Witch Wolves. When she landed, she was startled but fortunately, she was the daughter of a tribal leader. Before leaving, her grandfather lent her a heritage witchcraft instrument from their tribe. She used this Tier-6 Witchcraft Instrument to hide herself, motionlessly lurking at the top of a giant stone, afraid of disturbing the wolf pack below. Especially the Alpha Wolf, which emitted a breath that made her heart palpitate. Windsor believed that if she exposed herself, she would immediately become a delicacy for the wolves.

She planned to hide until dark and take advantage of the opportunity when the wolf pack went hunting to escape.

Immediately afterwards, she saw a group of strange people come in, and her mouth gaped open in shock: What kind of people are these?!

We eight are the most outstanding young witch priests in the Northern Plain, carrying the expectations of our entire tribe into this ancient annihilation domain, with countless witchcraft instruments by our side, still cautious and trepidatious, on thin ice. One misstep could lead to death.

But you guys...eating and drinking so leisurely, isn’t it a bit too comfortable? Can you please show some respect for the Ancient Annihilation Domain?!

The delicious aroma of wolf meat wafted from the big pot, and the shocked and sad Windsor’s mouth watered involuntarily.

After a full four hours of eating and drinking, everyone stretched their waists as Owen Bertram waved: "Let’s go, let’s go, we still have important business!"

Owen Bertram felt that each of his adventures had been very serious, but the style of this one was different; it must be because an extra sister had joined in! But the wolf meat just now was really delicious, even as a Seventh Level, he still felt a slight improvement!

Santa looked around and then pointed to a distant mountain: "Go to the foot of that mountain and see. Borg was able to communicate with the power of the mountain ranges, so his tomb is likely to be arranged in the mountains."

Verna’s little nose twitched in the wind, a happy smile on her face: "Let’s go quickly, I smell a Tier-7 over there, it must be even more delicious! If we can’t finish it, let’s stuff it into sausages!"