The Hextech Tracker, made of machinery and energy, was small and had no life aura, so it wouldn't attract the attention of the Swamp Crocodiles.
Holding their breath, the three carefully observed the movements around the lake through the tracker.
Time passed quietly, but the Titan Boa's figure never appeared.
The three couldn't help but start chatting.
Cana wrinkled her nose and said with a look of disgust, "This smell is too strong; I feel like my nose is going to stop working."
Ezreal chuckled, "Bear with it. Waiting is better than aimlessly searching."
Marcus pouted, "If we can find the Titan Boa smoothly, then this smell will be worth it."
Cana rolled her eyes, "You two are certainly optimistic."
Ezreal carefully observed the group of Swamp Crocodiles, suddenly thought of something, and turned to Cana, asking, "Cana, with your magic power limit, how many Magical Beasts can you seal to command?"
Cana was slightly startled and, after thinking for a moment, replied, "Card magic is quite special. Some of the cards I bought at a magic item shop were ready-made magic cards created by other card mages. The card I used yesterday to seal the Evil Crow King was one I made myself with magic power and space crystals; it's a special kind of card."
"If I want to completely seal and subdue a Magical Beast, I first need to defeat it until it loses consciousness, contain its body within the card, and then through a contest between my soul and the Magical Beast's soul, after defeating the Magical Beast's soul, I can completely brand its soul, controlling its life and death and commanding it."
"I thought of this method yesterday when I saw you rewrite the Evil Crow King's soul. This way, I don't need to learn profound soul magic, and I can still control Magical Beasts through this method."
"With my current magic power and soul strength, I can probably control 1 A-Ranked Magical Beast, 5 B-Ranked Magical Beasts, 30 Rank C Magical Beasts. D-Ranked Magical Beasts are no problem, but I don't have many self-made magic cards, so I plan to save them for powerful Magical Beasts I encounter later."
Ezreal pointed outside the sand pit and said, "These Swamp Crocodiles are also good Magical Beasts. They are earth-attributed, ancient species, characterized by thick skin, tenacious vitality, and large physiques."
"They possess an offensive magic called Mud Spray, which can spit out thick mud to envelop prey. And a magic called Underground Travel, where their entire body is covered in earth magic, allowing them to move freely through the soil, and even lie dormant underground for extended periods."
Cana looked at Ezreal and asked, somewhat uncertainly, "You're not thinking of catching some Swamp Crocodiles, are you?"
Ezreal nodded and said, "Of course. I see these Swamp Crocodiles are all Rank C level, amphibious, and have thick skin. In terms of combat power, they are even stronger than my previous Two-Headed Shadow Wolves."
Cana was somewhat tempted but didn't respond immediately.
Marcus hesitated for a moment and asked, "There are over two hundred Swamp Crocodiles by the lake, and who knows how many more in the lake. Isn't this a bit too risky...?"
Rank C Magical Beasts also vary in strength. Although the Raven flock yesterday was numerous, the Rank C Ravens were only about human height and couldn't be considered large Magical Beasts.
However, these Swamp Crocodiles, any one of them, are about three meters long, nearly sixty centimeters tall when lying on the ground, and definitely weigh no less than 500 kilograms.
Some larger ones are nearly seven meters long, and their aura suggests they are close to B-Ranked Magical Beast level.
These large creatures would definitely be harder to deal with than yesterday's Raven flock, and they can also swim.
Once they entered the water, the three would have no good way to deal with these crocodiles.
Ezreal smiled slightly, waved his left hand, and a fist-sized little creature appeared in his hand.
It was a small, brown squirrel with two tiny antlers on its head.
Cana and Marcus exclaimed simultaneously, "So cute!"
Ezreal shushed them, held up the wide-eyed, well-behaved squirrel in his hand, and introduced, "It's a Deer-Horned Squirrel, a type of squirrel. It's just a normal animal with no magic power. We can use this little guy to attract a lone Swamp Crocodile."
Ezreal looked at Marcus and said, "Marcus, from our position, you can dig a tunnel of sufficient length and width extending to the surface. We'll use the Deer-Horned Squirrel to lure the Swamp Crocodile into the tunnel."
"With the strength of the three of us, a mere Rank C Magical Beast won't even be able to struggle or resist."
Marcus's eyes lit up, and he patted his chest, saying, "No problem!"
The three immediately got to work. Marcus clapped his hands on the ground, and yellow sand instantly spread, digging out a straight tunnel similar to a holiday corridor, reinforced on all sides with yellow sand.
Finally, the exit of the sandy tunnel was located about one to two hundred meters from the lake.
Ezreal released the Deer-Horned Squirrel, which walked out along the tunnel.
As the little creature exited the tunnel, the fishy smell by the lake made it a bit nauseous. The Deer-Horned Squirrel retched twice, then looked left and right, finding a Swamp Crocodile on the shore that was quite far from its companions.
The Deer-Horned Squirrel ran over on all fours, wagging its little tail. When it was only forty to fifty meters from the Swamp Crocodile, it stopped and started hopping around on the ground, attracting the Swamp Crocodile's attention.
The Swamp Crocodile, which had been basking in the sun, looked up at the Deer-Horned Squirrel, didn't think much of it, rolled over, and continued to sun its other side.
The Deer-Horned Squirrel was stunned, and Ezreal, who saw this scene through consciousness attachment, was also stunned.
However, he quickly realized that the Deer-Horned Squirrel was too small; it wasn't even a dessert on the Swamp Crocodile's menu and couldn't attract its hunting interest.
Ezreal pondered for a moment, then immediately cast a magic power amplification spell, increasing the Deer-Horned Squirrel's size to that of a medium-sized dog.
Sure enough, the enlarged Deer-Horned Squirrel successfully attracted the attention of the Swamp Crocodile. It got up and slowly crawled towards the Deer-Horned Squirrel on all fours.
Its weight, nearly a thousand pounds, made no sound on the ground.
Ezreal controlled the Deer-Horned Squirrel, leading it little by little towards the tunnel entrance, while the Swamp Crocodile slowly followed behind.
The Deer-Horned Squirrel reached the tunnel entrance, specifically jumped, and then ran into the tunnel.
Seeing the Deer-Horned Squirrel run into the tunnel, the Swamp Crocodile's steps instantly quickened, rushing into the tunnel at double speed, its gaping maw fully open, a foul, fishy smell wafting into the air.
But as this Swamp Crocodile rushed into the tunnel and took only two steps, the yellow sand around its body suddenly swirled back, firmly enveloping it.
Not even a single scale was exposed, and its mouth and nose were sealed by the yellow sand.
Immediately after, a card flashing with blue light shot from the depths of the tunnel, hitting the sand-wrapped Swamp Crocodile. Blue light exploded, and cold air scattered, freezing both the yellow sand and the crocodile into a block of ice, leaving it unable to even struggle.
Less than two minutes later, this massive Swamp Crocodile fell into a coma due to lack of oxygen.
Three figures slowly emerged from the depths of the tunnel.
Cana stepped forward and shattered the ice with a punch, and Marcus also dispersed the yellow sand. The Swamp Crocodile was now lying helplessly on the ground, unmoving.
Cana threw out a blank card, and a burst of white light illuminated the unconscious Swamp Crocodile from the card. The next second, the Swamp Crocodile that had been on the ground disappeared.
On the front of the card, a pattern of a black muddy swamp appeared, and in the very center of the swamp, a pitch-black crocodile, nearly four meters long, lay quietly.