Five sharp sword energy points hit the black warrior's neck directly, and even the hard scales could not stop five consecutive strong cuts.

"Puchi!" A black head soared into the air, and countless corpse oil gushed from the black warrior's broken head like a fountain.

After staggering forward two steps, the black warrior fell to the ground in dejection.

After using the full strength and high consumption combat skills, Locke uncontrollably fell into a period of weakness. This has nothing to do with his physique. It was purely because of the excessive use of Dou Qi that the body reached its limit.

He took out a blood semen and put it in his throat, feeling the continuous flow of life heat into his abdomen, and Locke's body was recovering as quickly as possible.

On the side where Hals and others fought fiercely, when the black warrior was killed, the necromancer with the mental power connected was also deeply hurt. In order to perfectly control this necromancer with a level one-level strength, the necromancer Hyde Woods split his mental power out of a quarter and deposited it into the head of the black warrior.

All of this turned into ashes with Locke's sword finger.

With the loss of one-quarter of the mental power, the resistance of the necromancer Hyde Woods has significantly decreased a lot. Under the continuous attacks of Hals and Arnold, wounds have frequently been added to his body.

Hyde Woods was very frustrated. He didn't expect that he would die at the hands of these vulgar knights for more than two hundred years.

The explosion of any level-one strongman before his death is very amazing. If he is not careful, he will pull two people down, especially the first-level magicians.

After the Black Warrior was scrapped, Hyde Woods, who knew he was in a desperate situation, changed his previous defense and delayed attitude and launched a crazy attack. Several powerful single-body magic were emitted, blocking Hals' attack.

As an old fried dough stick in the Knights Hall, Hals experienced countless battles, how could he be pulled into the water by the trapped beast fight of the necromancer Hyde Woods, instantly changing his combat style and focusing on defense.

Hals, Locke and others didn't know what a quarter of the loss of mental power meant to a magician. Now even if the necromancer successfully dragged the support to survive, he would lose the potential to be promoted to a second-level magician.

Not only that, the lifespan of a first-level magician of five hundred years will be greatly reduced. From then on, he will have more than 200 years of life like the knights he looked down upon. Judging from his current lifespan, he will successfully escape back. If he can last another hundred years, he will burn high incense!

The most grief is death. It is about Hyde Woods' current state, and he has already given up his promise.

In the crazy revengeful counterattack of the Necromancer, Arnold is under the greatest pressure. The earth-type fighting spirit gives it indestructible defense, but this does not mean that he can eliminate all attacks.

The strange necromancer spell made Arnold's defense ability relying on was quite ineffective.

His face was gray and declining. Seeing that Arnold's situation was not good, Hals had no choice but to take some pressure.

The explosion of the Necromancer is temporary. With the physical magic of the first-level magician, it is impossible to support the Lord. He consumes such high intensity. Now it is time to decide that the pointer for Hals and the others to win.

After a short rest, after the fighting spirit recovered by about 40%, Locke raised his sword and rushed forward.

Go to support Hals and others.

The signature sword energy finger was emitted again. This time, the number of sword energy was only three, and the cutting force was much worse than the five just now, which also consumed half of Locke's total fighting energy.

When the enemy met, they were very jealous. The one who forced Hyde Woods to this point was not Hals who had been chasing him forever, nor did Arnold who had always stuck with him like a sticky skin, but Locke.

Long before the release of the Black Warrior, although the Necromancer was ready to sacrifice it, he did not expect the Black Warrior's defeat to come so quickly that he had not yet escaped the pursuit of Hals and the others.

"Source of Shadow!" An elliptical energy sphere emitting deep black gravitational fluctuations formed from the hands of the necromancer and flew towards Locke.

Locke, whose armor was broken nearly half and the total amount of Dou Qi was less than 50%, dared not take this move, and he could avoid it sideways. Locke could even pass the energy ball across his waist and smell a burning and corrosive smell.

Without looking, Locke also knew that the epidermis on his right waist had been completely eroded by death energy.

Sure enough, the first-level knight could not compete with the first-level magician. Knowing that Locke was not dragging him down, he hurriedly retreated and joined Hals to form a siege against the necromancer.

Another move was made without a single blow. The low-level skeletons wandering around the necromancer gradually strengthened as the magician chanted spells, and their gray bones became crystal clear, and they seemed to be improving more than just hardness.

More than a hundred skeletons rushed towards Locke and others, which was quite a small trend in the sea of ​​skeletons. These trash skeletons whose strength was only rated as high-level attendants were not yet reached the level of a quasi-knight after being strengthened by the necromancer's magic power, which made the three of them feel a little relieved.

However, the subsequent encounter made them feel relieved again.

It took a lot of magic to strengthen the skeletons once. The necromancer's approach was that the drunkard's intention was not to drink.

"Phosphorus bone explosion!" The skinny and thin fingers pointed forward.

The skeletons gathered in front of Locke and the other two exploded violently after a chaotic energy fluctuation.

The white mushroom clouds rose, blocking the 90's sight on the battlefield. The creatures on the island below were the worst because the explosion was produced from the bottom up. Indirectly, hundreds of people were killed by the Necromancer's move.

"Ahem, ahem."

After the white mushroom cloud, there were only three people left in the sky, Hals, whose arm was weak, covered Locke with a slightly twitching muscle of his right abdominal muscle, and the undead magician with a weak breath and a dim soul fire in his eyes.

In the huge pit formed by the explosion below, Arnold, who was crossing his hands, was half kneeling in a defensive manner, and his fighting spirit was overused and his muscle energy was exhausted. He was the worst person on the field at this time, no one!

Just now, Arnold withstood about two-thirds of the impact of the phosphorus bone explosion, and the remaining one-third were shared by Hals and Locke. In the critical moment, this reliable partner assumed his due responsibility!

Next, it’s time for Rock and Hals to perform!

"Heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheshesheshesheshesheshes, and he sneered at the necromancer.

Locke

Without saying anything, he endured the pain of muscle tearing, threw away the completely bent cold iron sword, took out an ordinary semen spear from the space ring, and followed Hals.

Faced with the momentum of the two powerful enemies, the Necromancer's expression was quite calm.

The skeleton rack with hundreds of top-level high-level servants just now had exhausted all his magic reserves and his mental power was dry. At this time, a low-level magic apprentice might be able to deal with him, so why do you need two strong men, Locke and Hals?

"Ah" When life was about to calm down, the Necro magician didn't know what he thought of. Before he could send out his last words, he was torn to pieces by Locke and the others who rushed up.

"Mad, this bone is so hard!" Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! He slashed three times with a wide-blade sword before he slashed half of the skull of the Necromancer. Hals couldn't help but curse.

But all the unpleasantness was gone after taking this half of the bones.

Holding the remains of the necromancer in his hand, Hals was excited to look back and forth in his hand like a tomb robber who had dug up a huge amount of treasure.

"I didn't expect you to be interested in the dead man's head." Locke looked at Hals speechlessly with a spear.

From childhood to adulthood, there have been hundreds of battles in all sizes. This is the first time Locke has seen such a strange guy with such a strange hobby.

"What do you know? This is the elemental body that level 1 magicians only have after they are promoted to level 2!" Hals seemed to know a lot, and he still held the half of his head and said complacently.

This first-level necromancer is indeed a guy who has touched the second-level threshold. It can be seen from the fact that he faces the powerful Locke and the other three and causes such a big trouble.

Half a white warm bone piece flashed slightly in Hals's hand. Locke, who was not unfamiliar with magic, released a trace of mental power to detect it, and indeed felt a trace of unusual and extremely rich death-attribute magic from it.

"This little thing alone is worth the loss of our three brothers this time!" Hals smiled, put away the bone fragments, and turned around to take care of Arnold in the deep pit below.

Locke stepped forward to collect other relics of the Necromancer, including their bodies torn to pieces. The bones of first-level creatures are also valuable, so Locke and the others don't care whether this is the remains of humans of the same race.

Take a moment of rest.

Locke asked the other two, "Where are you going?"

Hals, who was supporting Arnold, first felt the energy factor in the surrounding air, and then said, "The battle fluctuations in the west have also subsided. Let's go to the north!"

"Okay." Locke nodded.

To the west is the battle location of Lef and Charles. They are dealing with the weakest Shadow Knights among the three enemies. I believe that the silence of the battle fluctuations is a proof of their victory.

As for the north, it was the area where Shelley fought. She faced a plant magician alone, and at this time they needed them to support him quickly.

"Let's go!" Three streams of light crossed the horizon and shot towards the north, leaving only the island here, a mess.
Chapter completed!