Locke didn't know that two first-level magicians were paying attention to him, and another scroll of light cage was taken out by him.

In order to completely kill this difficult magician, Locke took out his old capital once and for all.

The gray-robed magician cursed Locke in anger and was a lackey of the Light and Shadow Association, while having to spend a lot of magic to block Locke's fierce offensive.

It has been too long since he was so embarrassed. The last time he was forced into a desperate situation, it was forty years ago when he was a weak low-level magic apprentice in the Necrotic.

"Do you know I have a title called Bone Zero Cold Hand?" The gray-robed magician was angry, "Let you see the grip of death that has been improved by greatness like me, Jefferman!"

When the Cage of Light was about to cover the gray-robed magician, a gray-black palm appeared above the head of the Cage of Light, and it struggled to block the pressure of the Cage of Light.

"Um!" The gray-robed magician was bleeding from his mouth and nose. This time it was not the smelly gel liquid before. The real blood was overflowing, which means that the gray-robed magician reached its limit.

The magic scroll specially made by a powerful first-level magician cannot be blocked by a mere quasi-magician, let alone factors such as attribute restraint.

When the gray-robed magician struggled to resist the cage of light, Locke and the Scorpion Dragon Femo quickly solved the annoying skeleton fish around him and rushed towards the original body of the gray-robed magician.

It is not unreasonable for the magicians to fear the knights approaching. When Locke cut over the last two skeleton swordsmen in the way and the scorpion dragon bit the three-sided bone shields around him, the gray-robed magician Jefferman finally panicked.

Jefferman, who was promoted to a quasi-magic ten years ago and was favored by a big man from the Bone Scar lineage, had never expected that he would fail in an ordinary trial mission.

Because of the knowledge flow of magic organizations, Jefferman knew that in this world, in addition to the wizard world, there are many strange worlds, and countless mysterious things that I have never been exposed to have to be studied by myself. How could I die so simply?

"My target is the sea of ​​stars!" The gray-robed magician suddenly shouted a second slogan and poured a bottle of boiling red potion into his mouth.

"You forced me. The boiling potion given to me by Master Yashike has doubled its magic power, but the price of permanent regression in strength needs to be repaid with your blood!" The gray-robed magician shouted hysterically.

Quasi-knights and quasi-magic masters are actually both high-level powerhouses who accommodate fighting spirit and magic to the limit. This is a respectful title for this type of strong man who has reached the perfect state. In strict sense, it is not considered a level of strength.

The Gray-robed magician said that his permanent strength declined refers to the fact that he would fall to the intermediate magic apprentice afterwards.

Going further to heaven and stepping back to hell, the gray-robed magician has already fought for everything he has.

Seeing the gray-robed magician suppressed in the cage of light, after a strong magical fluctuation broke out, Locke had a bitter face, and it was difficult to deal with this.

Now, there is no way to retreat. Since you have a trump card, the enemy will also have their own hidden means. Since Locke became an ordinary Foster soldier more than ten years ago, he has not placed his entire life on others.

"It seems that there is a tough battle to fight." Locke patted the scales of the scorpion dragon beside him.

"Roar!" Scorpion Dragon Fermos showed his determination with his actions.

"Okay! After solving this guy, I will give you the quasi-level activated core you have always wanted!" Locke turned over and jumped onto the back of the scorpion dragon.

"Go!" Take out his spear from the space ring, holds a sword in one hand and holds a gun in the other, and stands on the back of the scorpion dragon. Locke looks down at the magician who is getting closer and closer to him with high fighting spirit.

He felt that after this battle, the strength bottleneck that had not been loosened for a long time would have a qualitative improvement.

"Grip of Death!"

"Bang!"

"Soul-catching lightning!!"

"roar!"

"Flame of Death Light!"

"Bang!"

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The Secret Realm of the Demon Forest is a resource point for the high-level magicians and knights to explore. The battle movements between Locke and the gray-robed magician are approaching the limit that the protective magic array around the Demon Forest Secret Realm can reach.

A subtle crack was generated from the magic cover in the sky above. The two first-level magicians who had been watching the show in the distance did not have the leisure of their previous life at this time and flew over to control the energy cover of the secret realm.

If the energy cover is damaged, the ecological environment that the Demon Forest Secret Realm, which has been hard-working for many years, will be polluted by the outside world, and the name of the Secret Realm will not match the truth.

"There is such a strong knight in the Death Knives near Crimea?" In the sky, a magician bit his sore teeth. He believed that he was a quasi-level, and it was difficult for him to get it well under this knight.

"I haven't heard of it. Could it be that it was from other provinces?"

On the ground, the overall trend is more balanced. The gray-robed magician burst out with extremely strong power, fighting against two opponents of the same level. Locke also repeatedly needed to use the scale armor of the scorpion dragon to help himself block magic with too high energy levels.

The flesh, scales and armor on the body flew around. The scorpion dragon Feimo had never experienced such a hard battle when he activated the world of fairy.

Locke was not in good condition, his left rib was severely invaded by negative energy, and the wound as big as a bowl appeared on the skin, and the armor outside was corroded.

The magic armor with outstanding defense was burned through the flame of death just now after less than two seconds.

The white outer bone layer does not have much resistance to this burning pale flame.

From this perspective, the gray-robed magicians are obviously at a relative advantage, why do the two magicians in the sky tend toward Locke in their words?

Because Locke is relying on his own strength and body to support him at this time, while the gray-robed magician uses the powerful explosive power provided by the potion in a short period of time.

As long as you survive the powerful period of the gray-robed magician boiling blood potion, Locke's counterattack will be ushered in.

"Can there be a quasi-level monster as a mount? Is this knight the Death Knight in the Death Knives?" The first-level magician in the sky asked his companion.

"Who knows, I just saw him take out a light magic scroll. This knight is interesting." The shield of the secret realm was maintained by them, and they had the leisure to chat again.

"Send a message to the trialists of Memeli's cottage who are coming and keep them away from this area."

"Okay, with this quasi-level scorpion dragon with great strength, those little guys are not the opponent of this knight."

"It's a pity that I can't take action after signing the contract. Otherwise, I would be excited for twenty years if I directly let the geniuses of the Death Knives organization fall!"

"There is nothing to see here, victory is a foregone conclusion."
Chapter completed!