Chapter 438 Purple Potion

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The crickets in the box can always find their opponents. The top ten powerhouses in the magic forest secret realm met with strong opponents invariably on the last day.

In addition to the battle between Locke and the green-robed magician, another fierce battle in the secret realm of the magic forest lies in a hilly area in the north-central location.

"Nelson, is that you?!" Alan, the eldest of the three Roland sisters, looked at the knight standing in front of them in disbelief.

"If I can get the Leaf of Life to advance, I'll be able to defeat that guy, so give me your points!" The knight with a slightly damaged armor did not give the three girls a chance to react, and swung his sword directly to charge came up.

As a top quasi-knight, Nelson didn't move, but his movement was astonishing. Before Alan could summon the magic shield, he was approached by Nelson.

"Big sister, be careful!" the second sister Ellie shouted. She and the third sister Ivy rushed up together. With the combined efforts of the two, a solid magic shield appeared in time, blocking Nelson's fatal blow.

Lightning flashing purple flashes, and the invisible hurricane shot at the same time, blocking Nelson's offensive momentum.

"Since you want the points of our three sisters, then it depends on your ability!" Big sister Ailan said through gritted silver teeth, she didn't expect Nelson to sneak attack.

The three women quickly formed a magic circle and showed their peak combat power to face the uninvited guest of Nelson.

Nelson, who had lost the Gale Owl's skull shield, was somewhat inadequate in terms of defense, and the battle with the three women formed a stalemate for a while.

On the last day of the Secret Realm of the Demon Forest, everyone wanted to get as many points as possible. There were only less than fifty of the original hundreds of testers. These people are all elites and have their own skills. a set of means.

Dodging the aftermath of Gerald's explosive flames with his sharp steps, Locke chopped out a gust of wind towards him.

The invincible vindictive wind, after dissolving one-third of the energy of Gerald's magic shield, disappeared into nothingness.

Then, Gerald recharged his magic shield very quickly.

"No, it's not the way to fight like this!" Immediately, Locke called out Fei Mo the scorpion dragon.

The huge scorpion dragon, as soon as it appeared on the battlefield, attracted a lot of Gerald's attention.

"Is this your trump card, hum." Gerald ignored the scorpion dragon that appeared, and between his hands, several green beams shot into the surrounding cliffs of the Valley of Fire.

"Squeak! Squeak!" came the sound, and a few stone men with red rays of light actually struggled to climb out of the cliff.

Rock Golem! With such a high level of magic and spell casting speed, Gerald's strength is beyond Locke's expectations.

"You have magic, and so do I!" At this time, Locke couldn't care about saving.

Several magic scrolls were thrown out by him. In addition to the magic attacks with huge energy fluctuations, several elemental puppets were also formed crookedly under the magic of the scrolls.

"Go!" Under Locke's order, these elemental puppets rushed towards the rock puppets that Gerald summoned.

"Hurricane Slash!" A wind blade shot.

"White Bone Scale Armor!" Instantly stimulated the defensive magic of the full body armor. After Locke blocked the blow, he continued to charge towards Gerald.

"Earth Binding Technique!"

"Lightning ball of light!"

"Ripple of Death!"

"Ice Crystal Arrow!"

"..."

All kinds of magic were used by Gerald in various ways, and Locke was miserable.

It is difficult enough to know two different types of magicians. This Gerald has learned more widely. There are six types of magic used so far. The agitation of different elemental powers makes the energy around the Valley of Fire extremely chaotic.

The huge physique of the scorpion dragon didn't show much effect at this time, but because the target was too big, it became Gerrard's best target.

The flesh and scales were turned up, and the scorpion dragon Feimo was extremely uncomfortable. The injury he had just healed, and he suffered such a disaster in just two days, he regretted running so far with Locke.

If it were in Murphy Woods, it must now be sleeping in a dark, damp cave, not suffering here.

"Roar!" Gerald's lightning ball shattered five or six pieces of the scales on the Scorpion Dragon's chest.

This thunder-type magic with light elements, the most dark-type monster, the scorpion dragon, roared, endured the pain, Fei Mo stepped on his thigh and stepped on Gerald.

As long as you step on it, even an iron man has to be stepped on into a patty.

Flying away from the raging range of the scorpion dragon Femo, Gerard raised his head in the sky and poured a bottle of magic potion, staring closely at Locke and the scorpion dragon Femo below.

This opponent gave him the feeling that it was only difficult, and Gerald had the confidence to completely suppress Locke and his mount.

And looking at the skull and skull medal on Locke's chest, Gerald was already motivated to kill.

The knight of Deathstroke, since he has come, don't leave.

The successive magic bombings caused some pain in Locke's brain.

The sharp vindictive edge could not touch Gerrard, and the magic scroll that he relied on was difficult to cause effective damage in front of Gerrard in the local state, and Locke entered a situation of exhaustion.

The magic power around him is getting stronger and stronger, and Locke's armor has been supported to the limit. If the bone armor bursts, he can only rely on his flesh to resist the magic of the green robe magician.

Resist with flesh and blood

The violent elemental power, this feat, is only possible for the thick-skinned monsters.

A huge fireball smashed into Locke's head, bursting bright sparks, and one-fifth of Locke's helmet was burned through. He took off the helmet that adhered to the molten steel in time, and Locke, who had short gray hair, revealed his appearance.

Locke, who was not a beautiful man in the first place, looked even worse at this time. A scar the size of two fingers appeared on his right cheek, which was scalded by the molten steel on his helmet just now.

"Anything else, use it!" Gerald's mocking voice came, and the knight's embarrassed appearance gave him a great sense of pleasure.

Locke didn't speak, a lavender medicine appeared in his hand, opened the cork and took a mouthful.

During this period, Gerald did not stop like a gentleman. He wanted to see what else the knight could do to surprise him.

"Master Ashar, whether you can survive this time depends on the potion you gave." Locke thought silently in his heart.

The magician obviously had murderous intentions towards himself. When the situation was so passive, Locke took out the lavender potion that Magician Ashar handed over to him when he left the three western islands.

I don't know what this medicine was made of. Just after taking it, Locke's abdomen suffered severe pains, accompanied by huge heat.

The eyes were gradually congested, and the white whites became red, and slowly turned purple, with a strange color.

"It turns out that this is power!" Feeling the huge power in his body that did not belong to him, Locke felt like he was thrown into the furnace.

He needs to release this power, otherwise he will be suffocated.

And the object of venting his anger is not the best object of Gerald standing in the sky above him.

"You're done!" Locke jumped up, half-flying in the sky, and charged towards Gerald with infinite momentum.

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