Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Fifth Big Harvest

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This is Locke's longest fight in recent years.

After holding on for three hours, the magic power of the gray-robed magician began to decline. The effect of the boiling magic potion was stronger than Locke's imagination.

Needless to say, this must be a life-saving tool given to the gray-robed mage by an official magician.

But the gray robe magician was unlucky when he encountered the pair of Locke and the scorpion dragon Femo. The scorpion dragon's hard leather armor and Locke's sharp movement skills took advantage of the battle with the gray robe magician.

Finally, fighting against a death grip, Locke sent the long sword into the heart of the gray-robed magician.

Staring at the long sword in front of his chest with disbelief, the gray-robed magician staggered two steps and fell.

Locke was in a very poor state at this time. Even when one third of his full body armor was scrapped, he was still not able to withstand all the force of death with the protection of the scorpion dragon.

There is a large area of ​​necrosis in the body, if he hadn't held on, he would have fallen long ago.

Unable to stay here any longer, Locke took a breath of blood into his heart. After collecting the gray-robed magician's body with the space ring, he jumped on the back of Fei Mo, the scorpion dragon.

"Let's go, go to the southeast!" Locke ordered.

The scorpion dragon took big steps and ran to the southeast.

Similar to Locke, the scorpion dragon was also very embarrassed at this time.

Scarlet blood is flowing, dark green scales are turned up everywhere, fortunately, the scorpion dragon is a dark beast, and it is somewhat resistant to the corrosion of necromantic magic.

But despite this, the Scorpion Dragon has also lost half of its life. With its thickness of life, if there is no corresponding medicine or energy supplement, it may take several years to ease itself.

Not long after Locke and the scorpion dragon left, the trialists who came from all directions arrived here.

The battle marks on the ground shocked many people with only intermediate strength. The rioting elemental energy in the air showed what kind of elemental agitation existed here not long ago.

"Chase or not?" This is what most people think.

The direction of Locke's escape in the scorpion dragon has not been carefully modified, and an experienced person can easily track it.

This person has gone through a fierce battle, and his absolute strength has been greatly damaged. If he can kill him, the points alone are enough to make people excited.

I was very moved, but in practice, few people responded.

The huge footprints of monsters on the road told them that this strong man is likely to have a huge mount or magic pet.

Defining the strength of a monster by size is not precise, but it does apply to the vast majority of monsters.

After all, there are only a few strong people who can resist temptation, and many people chase after the footprints of the scorpion dragon with a slight movement of their eyes.

There are also some sensible people who choose to stop. It is only the third day to provoke such a powerful existence. Even if you get a lot of points, you may have your life. .

In a hidden cave among the thorns in the evening, Locke gritted his teeth and shaved off the necrotic flesh on his abdominal cavity.

The magical effect of the Activated Essence lies in vitality and vitality, and it does not have much effect on curing diseases.

Rather than waiting for these necrotic flesh and blood to get better, Locke would just gouge it out directly, and grow new flesh with the powerful hematopoietic function and the auxiliary regeneration function of the activated essence.

A pool of gray and white dead flesh was cut off by Locke and thrown to the ground. The iron thorn grass, which was as hard as a stone, actually gave off white smoke under the pool of flesh and blood, and softened and melted in a short while.

No wonder it is difficult for quasi knights to have offspring with human women. Judging from this physique, quasi knights can no longer be called human beings. How can human skin endure the corrosive substances that melt stones.

There were a lot of scars on his body, and Locke finally spent four daggers to get rid of the rotten flesh on his body quickly.

After taking two bottles of activating essence and one activating core, Locke quietly waited for recovery.

The four daggers are not Locke's, and he hasn't stopped for a moment since he ended the battle with the gray-robed magician yesterday.

Because the scorpion dragon was injured and its speed was impaired, from time to time trialists caught up and tried to kill him.

These speculators, without exception, became the souls of Locke's sword, and they also became a great supplement for Fei Mo, the scorpion dragon, to restore his stamina.

Even with his own medal points are constantly beating and improving.

However, Locke did not take it lightly. After blocking the first wave of pursuers, he made a decisive decision to let the scorpion dragon lead himself into the jungle.

He wasn't ready to be killed by the sea of ​​​​tactics.

"Hey~" Moved his body a little, tearing the pain violently, making Locke, a man with a steel-like will, look grim and take a few breaths of cold air.

Through his devastated body, Locke could see his still heaving lungs.

Fortunately, the protection of each pair of armor near the breastplate will be strengthened, otherwise Locke's lung lobes are likely to be burned through.

"At least two days." Locke gave himself a time limit for recovery.

Within two days, under the dual effects of a sufficient amount of cherishing potion and the essence of activation, Locke recovered 80% of his strength.

Scorpion Dragon Fei Mo is a little stronger than him. After all, it is a magical beast. With Locke's feeding regardless of cost, Scorpion Dragon's strength can be restored to 90%.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for the strong or individual of many organizations to fight the killer, because no matter which side wins the battle, it is extremely unacceptable for both sides.

In the same order, except

A certain aspect can cause crushing, otherwise no one is a soft persimmon who can be kneaded by others, and a little carelessness can pull you into the water.

Locke has no regrets about this battle. If he is given another choice, he will still fight the gray-robed magician, but at that time he will not be so embarrassed when he is prepared.

The wandering between life and death and the heart-wrenching scars made Locke feel that he was one step closer to that barrier.

To become a first-level powerhouse, rely on the gravitational restraint of the plane, fly into the sky, participate in the war of foreign aggression again and again in the wizarding world, and step by step to the top powerhouse, how tempting it is.

Locke is not a cultivator. If possible, he would prefer to go to the top with the company of his family.

"Anyway, I'm going to order that elf potion! It's a pity that there are treasures such as the Leaf of Life, alas." Locke sighed.

Treasures that can be promoted to one level are also extremely rare treasures in the holy towers of the three western islands. With Angelina's teacher and identity, it is still possible to use them when they are promoted, but they must be given to Locke. A knight who is not close to the Holy Tower is a fantasy.

That's another reason Locke went out to the East Coast.

"Look at how many points this guy has!" Remembering that the gray robe magician's medal was still in the space ring, Locke hurriedly took it out.

"Good guy, four hundred and twenty-one points!" This point is not too different from the points in the Locke Medal.

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