Above an island in the southeast of the Deer Sea, in the gray and black clouds, a magician with half a head skeleton rubbed the crystal ball in his hand and explored the sea area in front of him.

The energy spots representing the biological individuals' energy in the crystal ball appear from time to time, providing the skull magician with the situation nearby.

"Huh?" Suddenly, three dark red spots appeared on the crystal ball attracted the magician's attention.

"Is it the first-level powerful man passed by in which organization?" The Skull Magician murmured. More than a dozen nearby islands belong to the East Coast. The magician subconsciously believed that they were the strong man passed by in other organizations.

When three light spots in the crystal ball came straight towards him, the skull magician finally felt something was wrong and silently took out the magic wand from the space ring.

Looking up, three meteors in the sky swept, one red, one basket, one green, and one powerful, the skull magician made a quick decision and summoned a wall of bones to block him.

"So quickly and quickly!" Hals said in a deep voice in the red fighting halo.

"Drink!" Two wide-blade swords that could be matched with the door panel were swung by Hals and rushed straight towards the Skull Magician.

"Damn it, how could there be knights from the Three Western Islands in this place!" The hoarse scream of the skull magician came. The bone wall he had just summoned barely blocked Hals's momentum, but what did not make him careless was that Hals waved the wide-blade sword again.

The attack immediately after Hals was a fighting spirit training from Locke. With the blessing of the wind-type fighting spirit, Locke's speed was only half a beat slower than Hals who suddenly exploded.

A wind-type fighting spirit with a length of two meters is combined with Hals's wide flame blade. The wind leverages the fire and the fire leverages the wind, and the lethality is multiplied by accident.

The skull magician's bone wall shattered after these two blows. Not only that, but also the gray and black clouds he encountered dissipated a lot, revealing his true face.

"What the hell is this?" Seeing the appearance of the necro magician, Locke took a deep breath. He couldn't imagine how he survived half of his head was a skeleton and half of his head was flesh and blood.

Unlike Locke's surprise, Hals and Arnold who had just arrived were not surprised. There were all kinds of magicians, especially high-level magicians. But when they saw the true face of this necromancer, their hearts sank slightly.

Locke had just advanced and was not sure about the situation. How could they not see as old fry? The first-level necromancer in front of him was an old guy who had touched the threshold of a second-level creature and had begun to achieve physical elementalization.

When one day, the necromancer completely transforms his body into a skeleton with death and darkness traits, it also represents his promotion to level 2.

"Mom, it's really tricky. As you have decided in advance, I will attack, Arnold will defend, and Locke will attack at any time!" Hals shouted and rushed forward.

So what if you touch the threshold of level 2? As long as you haven't reached level 2, you will be creatures of the same class, and they are three against one, so you may not be afraid of this magician.

The fierce fire fighting spirit dyed the small half of the sky above the island red. This was the first time Locke saw a formal knight other than himself take action at close range. Hals's strength was indeed strong!

The bursting fire that was about to ignite the clouds and mist did not have much impact on the necromancer in the gray mist, only seeing him

With a wave, he summoned a bone wall again and retreated.

He thought he wouldn't be afraid of anyone, and none of these vulgar first-level knights were his opponents, but it was hard to say that he was a man who wanted to be promoted to a second-level magician. Isn't it a pity to fall here?

In terms of fighting will and confidence in strength, this powerful Death Knives Necromancer with great strength is far worse than the original Ashar magician.

The one who was in the revitalizing fairy plane also fought against three, and did not show any disadvantage.

But when the magician wanted to escape, he thought too much. Locke, who was no worse than him, stood tightly behind him, and Hals attacked wildly in front, and the white bone wall was about to be destroyed again.

"Damn it, why haven't those two guys come yet!" The Skull Magician cursed inwardly. He had already informed the nearby Memeli's first-level magician and the Shadow Tower first-level knight through magical messaging.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

As the necromancer gradually became more and more impatient by Hals's brutal attack, the two battles with equally fierce energy fluctuations broke out in the sea not far from this place.

It's Shelley, Lef, Charles and the others!

The undead magician with only half of his flesh on his face looked a little ferocious. He saw that he and others were targeted. At this time, he would not have the chance to fight hard anymore.

First, he threw a touch of strongly corrosive acid mist towards Hals, who was directly in front of him, and after he took out his breath, he pointed at Locke behind him, "Death finger!"

The powerful Death Finger in the Necromantic Magic is the best, and with its unparalleled penetration and speed, it is close to Locke's face.

If this attack is not blocked, Locke is likely to endure the attack of the death element for a long time.

It was too late to hide, and the speed of death was beyond Locke's imagination.

The skeleton magician had long judged the situation in front of him. Among the three first-level knights, the one who threatened him the most was undoubtedly the knight who used the fire fighting spirit in front of him, and the one who was most likely to be a breakthrough was Locke who stood behind him.

At the critical moment, just as Locke was about to use his left arm to resist the death finger, a dark yellow figure rushed over and blocked Locke's face!

It is the last Arnold among the three first-level knights!

He used the earth-type fighting spirit and was known for his defense and durability. At this moment, he rushed over and blocked the attack of the Necromancer.

After hitting Arnold, the death-attribute ray did not radiate the death power, but was forced to solidify to a point by the rich earth-attribute energy.

If you look closely in front of Arnold's strong breastplate, you will find a gray-black spot on it.

"Thank you!" Locke whispered, and quickly changed his position. In this battle, he was not suitable to be involved in being the protagonist.

Hals is the main attacker and Arnold is the main defense. What he needs to do is to give him a fatal blow when the necromancer reveals his flaws.

On the other hand, the battle between Shelley and others began quickly.

Lef and Charles faced the Shadow Cavaliers. When they were all first-level Cavaliers, Lef and Charles were obviously in the advantage in the matchup.

Shadow Knights trained by Shadow Tower mainly use sneak attacks and

The main person who steals the edge in frontal battles is not as good as the knights with ordinary attributes.

Leif, who is comparable to Hals's strength, uses a relatively rare wooden fighting spirit. A long sword shining with green light is his weapon. It can be found that every time he hits the shadow knight, the shadow knight will uncontrollably stagger for a brief moment.

It turned out to be poison. The wood-type fighting spirit is known for its vitality and continuous fighting spirit inheritance. Unexpectedly, Leif took a different approach and developed the ruthless move of using poison in the battle. No wonder his strength is comparable to Hals.

In the secular world, poisons that can act on first-level knights are rare. These things can only be seen in the alchemy room of some strange magicians. The poison on Lev's sword is a kind of birth that he used his own wood-type fighting spirit.

The last battle location was Shelley's side. At first, everyone thought Shelley's side was the tightest, but now it seems that Shelley is the most relaxed among the crowd.

The plant-based magician in Memeli's hut was scared. The battle fluctuations around him were so strong. Of course, he did not hide it from him, a first-level magician. How many enemies were attacking him in total.

After sweeping the mental power, there were six strong men of the same level!

Meimeili's cottage has never been a war-friendly organization in the Magician Guild. The guy sent here to guard this time is even more corrupt. You can ask him to do an experiment in the laboratory and teach students. Let him work hard? Forget it.

The Memeli's hut magician at the edge of the battle has begun to prepare for a retreat. Shelley's ice fighting spirit has indeed caused him a lot of trouble, but with the few registration props in his hand, it is still okay to run away.

After feeling the little thoughts of the enemy in front of her, Shelley smiled helplessly. She could only try her best to hold this person back. Not to mention keeping him, but at least she could not let this guy rush to the other two battlefields to support others.

If we say that the most intense battle over this sea area at this time, it would belong to Hals and Rock.

The sky is full of flowing fire energy and ubiquitous undead energy. These two amazingly powerful first-level powerhouses have already affected the surrounding environment to a small extent.

"Look at it! Lord Hyde Woods is fighting against three!"

"Call the nearest level 1 adult to come and support!"

"Be careful of the attacks falling from the sky!"

"Jeffrey, don't leave me behind, my legs are corroded by the energy of death!"

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The gods fought and the mortals suffered. Locke and others fought in the sky, causing the knight attendants and magic apprentices on the east coast of the island below to suffer deeply.

Either he was scratched by the powerful magic splashed out by the necromancer, or he was touched by Hals's rich fire fighting spirit.

There are many people who have broken arms and legs.

"Damn it, you can't drag it anymore!" said the necromancer with half of his head terrifying skeleton.

What those little guys saw was his bravery against three. Only he knew how embarrassed the situation was at this time.

"I have cultivated a semi-finished product that I have been about to succeed for fifteen years. Today I can only consume it." The Necromancer cursed inwardly, and summoned a humanoid creature full of black armor from the six-pointed star array of the right bone ring with great pain.
Chapter completed!