Unbeknownst to Locke, there were two first-level mages watching him, and another Light Cage Scroll was pulled out by him.

In order to completely kill this difficult magician, once and for all, Locke took out his old book.

The gray-robed magician cursed Locke angrily that he was a lackey of the Light and Shadow Society, and had to spend a lot of magic power to block Locke's ferocious attack.

It's been a long time since he's been so embarrassed, and the last time he's been cornered was forty years ago, when he's a weak, low-level necromantic magic apprentice.

"Did you know that I have a title called 'Bone Zero Cold Hand'?" the gray-robed magician exasperated, "Let you see the 'Death Grip' that has been improved by a great Jeff Ferman!"

Just as the Cage of Light was about to envelop the Grey-robed Mage, a gray-black palm appeared above the Gray-robed Mage's head, struggling to block the Cage of Light's suppression.

"Hmm!" The gray-robed magician was bleeding from his mouth and nose at this time, this time it was not the fishy gel liquid before, and the real blood overflowed, indicating that this gray-robed magician had reached his limit.

The magic scroll specially made by a powerful first-level magician could not be blocked by the improved lower-level magic of a quasi-magician, not to mention that there are factors such as attribute restraint.

When the gray-robed mage struggled to resist the cage of light, Locke and the scorpion dragon Fei Mo quickly dealt with the annoying skeleton and miscellaneous fish around him, and pounced on the gray-robed mage's body.

It was not for nothing that the magicians were afraid of the knight's proximity, and when Locke slashed down the last two skeleton swordsmen in his way, and the manticore dragon bit through the three-sided bone shield that protected him, the gray-robed magician Jefferman finally panicked.

Ten years ago, Jefferman, who was promoted to quasi-magician and was favored by a certain big man in the Bone Scar line, did not expect that he would miss an ordinary trial mission.

Because of the circulation of knowledge in the magical organization, Jeffman knows that in this world, in addition to the wizarding world, there are many strange worlds, and countless mysterious things that have never been touched are waiting to be studied by myself, how can I die so easily.

"My goal is the sea of stars!" the gray-robed magician suddenly shouted a middle two slogan, and poured a boiling red potion into his mouth.

"You forced me, the boiling potion that Lord Ashko gave me has doubled its magic power, but the price of permanent regression in strength needs to be paid with your blood!" the gray-robed magician shouted hysterically.

Quasi-knights and quasi-magicians, in fact, are high-level powerhouses that can accommodate their fighting spirit and magic power to the limit, which is an honorific title for this type of strong person who has reached a state of perfection, and it is not a strength level in the strict sense.

The gray-robed magician said that his strength would be permanently regressed, referring to the fact that he would fall into the realm of a mid-level magic apprentice afterwards.

Further to Heaven, Step Back to Hell, the Grey-robed Wizard has put everything into his own.

Seeing that the gray-robed magician who was suppressed in the cage of light, after a burst of strong magic fluctuations, escaped from the cage, Locke had a bitter face, this is not easy to do.

Now, there is no way to retreat, since you have your own hole cards, then the enemy will also have your own hidden means, since Locke became an ordinary Faustan servant more than ten years ago, he has not entrusted his life to others.

"It looks like there's a tough battle going on~" Locke patted the scale armor of the scorpion dragon beside him.

"Roar!" said Fermos, the scorpion dragon, showing his determination with his actions.

"Okay! Solve this guy, and the quasi-level activation heart core you've always wanted will be rewarded to you!" Locke rolled over and jumped onto the scorpion's back.

"Up!" took out his spear from the spatial ring, holding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, standing on the back of the scorpion dragon, Locke looked down at the magician who was getting closer and closer to him with high spirits.

He felt that after this battle, the bottleneck of strength that had not been loosened for a long time would have a qualitative improvement.

"Death's Hand!"

"Bang!"

"Soul Lightning!!"

"Roar!"

"Flame of Death!"

"Bang!"

“。。。。。。 ”

The Demon Forest Secret Realm is a resource point laid out by Mei Meili Hut for high-level and below magicians and knights to explore, and the battle movement between Locke and the gray-robed mage is close to the limit that the protective magic array around the Demon Forest Secret Realm can reach.

Subtle cracks were generated from the magic shield in the sky above, and the two first-level magicians who had been watching the play from a distance did not have the leisure they had before, and flew over to control the secret realm energy shield.

If the energy shield is damaged, the ecological environment that the Demon Forest Secret Realm has worked so hard to maintain for many years will be polluted by the outside world, and the name of the secret realm will not match the truth.

"Is there such a strong knight in the Death Knell Marks near Crimea?" In the sky, a magician bit the root of his sore teeth, and it was difficult for him to curry favor with this knight even if he considered himself to be a quasi-rank.

"I haven't heard of it, is it from other provinces?"

On the ground, the overall trend is balanced, the gray-robed magician bursts out with great strength, fighting with two opponents of the same level, and Locke also needs to rely on the scale armor of the scorpion dragon many times to help him block magic with too high energy level.

The flesh and flesh scales on his body flew wildly, and the scorpion dragon Fei Mo had never experienced such a bitter battle when he activated the fairy world.

Locke's condition is not very good, his left rib is seriously attacked by negative energy, the large wound of the bowl appears on the skin, and the armor outside is even more corroded.

The magic armor with outstanding defensive power was burned through in less than two seconds in the flame of death just now.

The white outer epistome layer of the forest does not have much resistance to this burning pale flame.

From this point of view, it is obvious that the gray-robed magicians are in a relative advantage, why are the two magicians in the sky leaning towards Locke in their words.

Because Locke is relying on his own strength and body to support himself at this time, while the gray-robed mage uses the powerful explosive power provided by the potion in a short period of time.

As long as it survives the strong period of the gray-robed magician's boiling blood potion, it will usher in Locke's counter-killing.

"With a quasi-rank demonic beast as a mount, could this knight be the death knight in the Death Knell's Marks?" asked the first-level mage in the sky.

"Who knows, I just saw him pull out a light magic scroll, this knight has some meaning. "The secret shield has been maintained by the two of them, and the two of them are chatting again.

"Send a message to the Memeli Hut Trialists who have come over and keep them out of this area. ”

"It's a good thing, with this quasi-rank scorpion dragon with good strength, those little guys are not the opponents of this knight. ”

"It's a pity that I can't make a move after signing the contract, otherwise I will be excited for twenty years if I directly let these two 'geniuses' of the Knell Marks organization fall!"

"There's nothing to see here, victory is a foregone conclusion. ”

As Locke fights to the death, his battle with the gray-robed magician is, in the eyes of the official magicians, just an entertaining show.