Heimarian Odyssey

Locke's own injury is more serious than he guessed.

I really don't know how he insisted on coming out of the secret territory without revealing any flaws.

After Christine's comprehensive physical examination, Locke was informed that muscle activity was less than 34, vitality was less than 42, and the severe lack of mental power was already below the normal level.

"Brother, you should rest!" In the bedroom, Locke was helplessly pushed down by Christine on the bed.

The fragrance of the little girl's body made Locke unconsciously put Christine down, and he was afraid he couldn't help it.

This is still hurting. Locke hasn't indulged in hurting his sister.

"Did I use the blush potion I brought back with you and Rafi?" Locke asked with a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"Not yet. I have encountered a little difficulty in the experiment recently. After completing this experiment, I will increase the level of the knight." Christine got up and sat by the Rock window, pedaling.

"Moreover, I have to take care of you, the wounded," the little girl tongued out strangely.

"What about Rafael?" Rock asked, scraping Christine's nose.

"She has been busy preparing ingredients for you recently, and she has no choice to break through at this time," Christine said.

Locke hugged Christine sitting next to him. The strong male hormone made the little girl's face red, and the drunkenness was so cute.

No one else taught, Christine consciously raised his head and waited for something.

Locke bowed his head and kissed it. The pure girl with the fragrance of orchid made Locke want to stop.

Not long after, Rafi also came, holding a bowl of thick soup in his hand.

Locke's nose is very smart, he smelled the fragrance of many precious medicinal herbs such as black chrysanthemum, Ximenghua, etc. The main ingredient is a fat chicken, and he is blessed.

What's more embarrassing is that when Rafi enters the door, he sees Rock and Christine, the pair of unscrupulous guys, kissing passionately.

Putting the food down, Rafi was about to leave here. The airy air made her breathing difficult.

"Don't go, come and sit here." Locke said out loud, pointing to his left hand, where he reserved a space for Rafi.

With his head down, Rafi slowly moved over.

This girl may be a habitual maid. Locke found that only with command tone, Rafi would unconditionally obey his words, which made Locke helpless and had some bad taste in his heart.

"Wait for me to be injured, and be my woman, will you?" Locke kissed the two daughters from left to right.

Rafi didn't answer him, but just lowered his head, flushed, this was her destiny and her mission.

Christine was much bolder, and after hearing this, she was overjoyed and hugged Locke's lips directly.

After being kissed by Locke, Christine was obsessed with this kind of little game.

The temperature in the room is rising.

In the next two months, Locke spent almost every day in bed, and Christine's physical examination results were very scientific.

The exhaustion of mental strength only requires a good night's sleep. Locke slept for three days in a row, recovering the spirit almost, and the difficult thing is the recovery of muscle vitality and vitality.

Muscle vitality is for knights, good mental strength is for magicians, and the sluggish muscle vitality makes Locke's strength no more than ten. In order to return to the peak state as quickly as possible, Locke is eating a daily plan made by Christine and hand-made by Rafi. Nutritional meal.

The wound on the face, moistened by the activated essence, the last scar disappeared a week ago.

This also means that the activated essence carried by Locke from the three islands in the west is exhausted, leaving less than 200 grams. This part of the activated essence was handed to Christine for experimentation.

If you encounter this kind of wound later, you will feel weak.

The process of waiting for the body to repair in bed is painful for a knight. Fortunately, Locke's willpower is tough enough, and after the war, it does need a proper rest to relax.

Although he was unable to exercise his body and cultivate fighting spirit, Locke could still feel his strength slowly recovering.

Like a porcelain cylinder that dumped all the water but increased in volume, Locke only needs to sleep dormantly and make up his body bit by bit, he will surely make great progress.

Today was the first day Locke got out of bed. He was sick at home for two months, and he was suffocated.

Old Cole's shop, Locke came today to purchase some necessary materials for travel.

"Brother Locke, how is it? The injury is almost done?" Old Cole asked enthusiastically.

Only two months later, Old Cole found that Locke’s temperament had changed a lot, and the overall feeling for him was very similar to those of the first-level strong.

Thinking of this, old Cole had some cold sweat on his forehead, could this guy break through.

In fact, this kind of temperament of Locke had it when he first came out of the magic forest secret realm two months ago. This is a sequelae of his temporary use of purple potions, and his strength temporarily broke to the first level. It can also be regarded as a gift.

Because of the purple potion, Locke’s breakthrough to the first level is greater, and with the leaf of life in his space ring, Locke can’t wait to find a quiet place to try to break through.

"Leave? Where are you going?" Old Cole asked in surprise.

"Let's go on a journey for a while, and make some preparations to break through the formal knight." Locke said generously.

"Okay." Old Cole said thoughtfully, he never thought that the main reason for Locke to leave so anxiously was that he slaughtered the genius of the organization of the death knell.

"If traveling, I recommend you to go to Twilight." Old Cole thought about it and gave Locke a suggestion.

"Twilight? Where is that?" Lock asked.

"The junction of the Kingdom of Manhattan and the Kingdom of Sony, the three-regardless zone, the Shadow Tower has some power there." Old Cole smiled.

"Sony Kingdom..." Locke touched his chin. Jinsuo is the most popular currency on the east coast. This common currency is also used in the inland parts of the Wizarding Continent. The birthplace of Jinsuo is the Kingdom of Sony.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Kingdom of Sony is the strongest and most prosperous country on the East Coast. Locke came to the East Coast once and did not go to the Kingdom of Sony to see it.

"Well, you can consider." Locke left an ambiguous answer.

"If you go, the only thing to notice is the organization of the Light and Shadow Council." Old Cole said suddenly.

The Council of Light and Shadow Council Locke once heard from the gray robe magician slaughtered by him. The Gray Robe Wizard also mistaken Locke as the Knight of the Council of Light and Shadow Council.

"How?" Lock asked.

"That's a group of hypocrites who think they are right. They are good at the magic and grudge of the light system and the dark system. They are used to domineering on the East Coast." Old Cole said indignantly.

The death knell organization is well-known in the Kingdom of Manhattan, but it is a role played by everyone on the entire East Coast, except for the black magician.

Since the Light and Shadow Council is a self-proclaimed justice organization, it is reasonable to be too hostile and suppressive of the death knell.

"I will pay attention." Locke nodded, showing what the enemy should be.

"If you are going, do you need me to arrange a carriage for you? Our organization of the death knell will go there every year to complete a certain amount of trade." Old Cole asked enthusiastically.

"Besides, not necessarily." Locke replied.

In the trade that Old Cole said, the goods should be artificial people like Lily standing behind her, or synthetic beasts.

Locke imagines that there are hundreds of thousands of such undead creatures around his carriage, which is a bit chilling, although these corpses are very human.

It seemed to be aware of Locke's eyes. Like a loyal guard, Lily standing behind Old Cole gave Locke a very human smile.

"Why, do you want? I recently gave me a group of cadavers, with the blood of three wolves mixed, low-level Warcraft strength, and a few excellent breeds in it." Old Cole smiled, he saw Rock's expression. More, but said jokingly.

"Low-level Warcraft forget it." Although Locke hasn't fully recovered, he hasn't put low-level Warcraft in his eyes.

If it is a powerful corpse like Lily, Locke is still interested.

Paying two thousand gold in the old Cole store, Locke got a large number of supplies needed in the near future, with necessities for life, magic materials named by Christine, and precious ingredients that Rafi wanted to make.

Locke, who has harvested a large amount of Trial Space Rings in the Mysterious Forest Realm, is now somewhat rich and rich.

The only thing missing is the magic crystal. Whether it is Christine's experiment, or whether he and Lafite practice grievances, they need a huge amount of magic crystals of the same attribute.

He gave the old Cole five thousand gold ropes, hoping that he could convert himself into a wind or gold energy spar or magic crystal.

How many magic crystals can be exchanged for these five thousand gold ropes at the end. Old Cole didn't pack the ticket, he can only say his best. No matter where and in which area, magic crystal wants precious metals like gold and silver to be harder.

A month later, sitting in the convoy heading to Twilight, Locke was embracing Christine and was thinking about things in his heart.

A leaf of life, a bottle of elf potion, and a large number of seizures in the space ring are the main gains of Locke's participation in the trial of the magical forest secret realm.

In the old Cole's shop, Locke didn't dare to take all the seizures. There were too many testers who were killed by him. There were people in the Meimeili hut, people in the Shadow Tower, and people who were organized by the death knell.

Everyone knows some things well. If you suddenly come to the stage, it will cause embarrassment and disgust to many people.

Locke can take the second place. Many people know that he has a lot of blood on his hands, but no one will specifically look for him. This is what Locke did with his strength. The secret is not that you die but that I die.

These things still get the twilight shot, since it is a three-regardless zone, presumably Locke sells anything, and no one will blame him. 14