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In a rocky pit in the middle of the Yver Mountains.

Surrounded by gray-white mountain walls, a few lonely green plants grow out of the crevices of the rocks.

On the southeast side of the mountain wall, a stream flows gently down from the top of the mountain and passes through the dry rock wall, providing a small amount of water to the plants that grow in the crevices of the rock wall.

Locke was lying on top of the west hill, his eyes fixed on the pit below.

I didn't expect that there would be a demon deer living in this place.

By the stream, two female demonic deer kept licking the injured child, and the thigh artery was completely cut by Rafi, this demonic deer escaped for such a long way and did not die, it can only be said that the body of the demonic beast is strong.

With fan-shaped sharp horns on its head, the male demonic deer stepped on his hooves and observed his surroundings uneasily.

The innate keen perception made the male demonic deer very irritable at this time, as if something bad was about to happen.

Locke noticed that a female demonic deer went to the place where the stream on the mountain wall passed, bit off a green plant, and returned and fed the injured juvenile demonic deer.

Locke frowned, casting an inquiring look at Christine beside him.

"It's green grass. Christine made a lip call, as a half-magician, Christine's knowledge of various plants, animals, and magical materials was broader than that of Locke.

Locke looked at it again, good fellow, there are still a lot of such green plants in the entire valley pit.

It's no wonder that this demonic deer will settle here, although there are fewer edible plants, but there are many magical materials that are conducive to the development of demonic beasts.

Locke gestured to Christine and Rafibi, signaling them to get ready.

The male deer was dealt with by Locke, the two females were dealt with by Christine and Rafi, and there were three juvenile deer.

A fiery red magic scroll with a scorching aura appeared in Locke's hand, one of his family resources, a burst of fire cloud capable of unleashing high-level magic, which was a one-time piece of equipment.

As soon as the battle broke out, Locke took the lead, rushing towards the valley with great speed, tearing through the magic scroll and throwing it towards the densest concentration of demonic deer.

The magic scroll containing the explosive fire element was torn open by Locke with brute force, and the power that had been imprisoned was instantly released, opening a twenty-square fiery red curtain to cover the top of the demonic deer.

There was no wind and spontaneous combustion, and the three juvenile demonic deer were covered by the burst fire cloud, turning into three torches, sheltering them from the wind and rain, protecting their fur, and at this moment it was their life-killing sickle.

The other two female demonic deer were not in much better condition, they were suddenly attacked by Locke, the flames dancing on their bodies had not been extinguished, and the smell of burning was in the air.

Only the fastest male demonic deer was in the best state at this time, with its keen perception and sense of danger, the burst fire cloud only injured the corner of its hind legs, and the impact was not very great.

In the face of the results of this sneak attack, Locke was already very satisfied, and he did not waste a precious high-grade fire-based scroll in vain.

Three juvenile demonic deer were seriously burned and injured, and their lives and deaths were unknown, and the two female demonic deer were also greatly injured.

The first time the male demonic deer saw Locke, his eyes turned red, and he had already seen that this human was the one who brought it a strong danger.

If it is usually in the forest, the male demonic deer will quickly avoid such an opponent, and the swift pace makes the demonic deer like a fish into the sea in the forest, without the crushing strength and speed comparable to the demonic deer, no one will want to catch it.

But now the situation is that the male demonic deer is not allowed to escape.

In the family system of Warcraft group, the male Demon Deer cares more for his spouse and children than himself, and unless he dies in battle, the male Demon Deer has no way to retreat.

Locke expected this as well, in the Royal Academy of the O'Moore Empire, he completed not a hundred but dozens of tasks to hunt Warcraft, and he had already figured out most of the temperament of Warcraft.

The choice of the male demonic deer was in line with his intentions, and the long sword at his waist was in his hand, and in the face of the demonic deer that rushed over, Locke rushed forward head-on.

On the other side, the battle between Christine's two daughters has also begun, and the strength of the female demonic deer is close to that of the second daughter, but after being hit by Locke's fire-based scroll, her strength has dropped by nearly half.

Facing an opponent of the same level for the first time, Christine's second daughter was flustered, but with the passage of time and the transcendence of her own strength, she slowly moved the situation back.

The difficulty of the male demonic deer made Locke's estimate slightly skewed.

The main reason is that the speed is too fast, Locke is practicing the wind system fighting qi, and the speed is originally the best among the powerhouses of the same level, but I didn't expect to be suppressed today by this demonic deer whose strength is a high-level demonic beast.

"Hmph, your wind demon core, I want it!" Locke shouted, and the surging fighting qi poured into the long sword, and a foot sharp edge appeared at the tip of the sword, and when Locke continued to pour in the fighting qi, the length of the edge was still lengthening.

It didn't grow until it was more than three feet before Locke pounced again, and this time it actually consumed one-fifth of his total fighting energy.

The male demonic deer looked at the spurting edge of the fighting spirit at the tip of Locke's sword in horror, at such a distance, the male demonic deer could still feel the invincible characteristics of the fighting spirit, which was something that could pose a great threat to himself.

The male demonic deer knew that his hard muscles and outstanding defensive fur might not be able to resist even the slightest bit of this fighting spirit.

Half an hour later, Locke sent the long sword into the abdomen of the male demonic deer, and the male's fan-shaped impact horns also hit Locke's lungs with a huge impact.

"The bones are quite hard!" Locke broke the corpse open and stood up with a windmill breath.

The moment the long sword pierced into the body of the male demonic deer, the male demonic deer was declared dead, and the surging fighting qi was directly injected into the body of the demonic deer by Locke through the long sword, and under the blade of the fighting qi, the abdominal internal organs of the demonic deer were twisted into pieces.

Locke's state at this time was also not comfortable, and the impact caused by the demonic deer with such a fast speed was very amazing.

A sturdy half-body armor on the outside, a leather armor on the inside, and a close-fitting soft armor, under the protection of three layers, Locke is still grinning on the top.

"It's as if the lungs have been punctured. Clutching his aching lungs, Locke was unhappy with the outcome of the battle.

The demonic deer is obviously a plant-eating demonic beast that is not good at fighting, and the idle endowment and cultivation of the year after the plane war have made Locke's fighting instinct drop a lot.

The short dagger sliced open the head of the demonic deer, and an emerald green crystal nucleus the size of a pigeon's egg was drawn from the brain, and Locke made his biggest gain today.

The battle on Christine's side was almost over, and as soon as the male demonic deer died, the two females were shocked, and Christine and Rafi saw the opportunity to add a few wounds, and the situation had reached a precarious point.

Christine's wrist is visibly red and swollen, as if it was injured by the female demonic deer's horns, Rafite's armor is also a little messy, her strength is weaker than Christine, but the first to kill the opponent is not surprisingly Rafite.

A few minutes later, the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground was heard one after another, Rafi supporting her body with her long sword to prevent herself from falling, and Christine simply sat on the ground.

"Rafi did a good job, Christine you still need a lot of practice. Locke said.

After solving the male demonic deer, Locke watched the whole battle process of the two daughters, and did not interfere once during the period, this is training the two girls, and Locke cannot guarantee that he can take care of them every time.

Locke only complimented Raffi and made Christine puff up, but when she saw the obvious dent in the armor on Locke's chest, she stood up in worry and ran over to ask if Locke was seriously injured.

Rafi also noticed Locke's injury and cast a concerned look.

"This injury is nothing, go back and take two recovery potions, and rest for a few days. Locke said nonchalantly.

The wound in the lungs is an internal injury, and with the dual effect of the quasi-knight's physical self-healing ability and medicine, Locke said that it would be fine for a few days, not bragging.

Next is the time to clean up the battlefield, a total of six demonic deer corpses, to Locke three contributed six magic cores of different energy levels, the valuable parts of the body were also taken down by Locke, and Christine went to collect those magic materials in the valley.

"This is supposed to be an abandoned mine. Locke said, looking at the more obvious chisel marks under the dirt around him.

It is unknown how many years ago the pit was found, but now it is home to a group of demonic deer.

You can mine in a forest where monsters are rampant, and you don't need to guess Locke to know that this pit must have been mined by a powerful mage or knight organization.

There were always dangers in the forest, and Locke didn't stay long, and after packing up his booty, he beckoned the second daughter to leave the place.

This place also belongs to the middle belly of the Mugente jungle, and the movement of summoning the scorpion dragon out is too great, and the three of them can only restrain their breath and quickly move out of the forest.

Two days later, when he returned to Morrington Harbor and recuperated for two days to recover his body to about eighty, Locke went to the Wizards' Guild to submit a mission at the right time.

The task requirement is that the male demonic deer's collision horns and activity are at 30% of the heart, and the collision horns are good, that thing has been slashed by Locke's long sword containing fighting spirit more than a hundred times, and it still only leaves a faint scratch.

But that heart is hard to say, Locke's fighting spirit directly tore apart all the organs in the abdomen of the demonic deer, and although the heart is located in the chest cavity, it has not been spared.

Locke wasn't sure if the sieve-like heart, which had been pierced by vindictive energy, was still 30% active.

As a last resort, Locke used a drop of Activating Essence.

"I'm here to submit the task!" Locke said standing at the front desk, and it was not the red-haired girl who received him today, but a gentle yellow-haired mature woman.

"For advanced task submissions, please come here. The yellow-haired mature woman respectfully led Locke to a box in the left aisle.

Advanced tasks are already the highest level of tasks placed outside here, and the submission of such tasks will be carried out in a separate box, and there will be special personnel to check it.

Looking at the yellow-haired mature woman's writhing ass, Locke could only sigh that the strong really had the right to dominate the weak.

This woman was obviously tempting him, and this temptation was more than clever than the red-haired young girl she had met before.

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