Heimarian Odyssey

Above an island in the southeast of Deer Sea, in a gray-black cloud, a half-headed magician with a skull, rubbing the crystal ball in his hand, probed the sea in front of him.

The crystal ball represents the energy flare of individual creatures, which emerges from time to time to provide the skull magician with the nearby situation.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the three dark red spots on the crystal ball caught the magician's attention.

"Which organization is the first-class strongman?" The skull magician murmured. The dozens of islands nearby belong to the East Coast. The magician subconsciously thinks that other organizations pass by.

When the three light spots in the crystal ball came straight to themselves, the skull magician finally felt something bad and silently took the magic wand out of the space ring.

Looking up, there were three meteors in the sky, one red, one basket, one green. The mighty and powerful, the skull magician was decisive, summoned a bone wall to block in front of him.

"Quick battle!" Hals said quietly in the red grudge.

"Drink!" Two broad-edged swords comparable to the shoulder door were waved by Hals and rushed towards the skull magician.

"Damn, how could there be the knights of the three western islands in this place!" The hoarse scream of the skull magician came, and the bone wall he had just summoned barely blocked Hals from gaining momentum, but did not let him take it lightly. What's more, Hals brandished his broad-bladed sword again.

The attack immediately after Hals came from Locke's fighting strength. Under the blessing of the wind system's fighting strength, using his combat skills to fly feathers, Locke's speed was only half a beat slower than that of the sudden burst of Hals.

A wind system with a length of two meters and a sharp edge is combined with the broad blade of Hals' flame. The wind borrows the fire, and the fire borrows the wind, inadvertently multiplying the lethality.

The bone wall of the skull magician, after being subjected to these two blows, shattered apart, not only that, but also the gray and black clouds with which he was exposed also scattered a lot, revealing his original appearance.

"What the **** is this?!" Rock took a deep breath when he saw this Necromancer. He couldn't imagine how half of his head was a skull and half of his head was flesh and blood. How did he survive?

Unlike Locke’s surprise, Hals and Arnold who just arrived were not surprised. The magician looks like anything, especially a high-level magician, but the first sight of the true face of this necromancer, two The heart sank slightly.

Locke's promotion is unclear. How can they not see it as an old fritter, the first-level necromancer in front of him is actually an old guy who has touched the threshold of second-level creatures, and has begun to realize the elementalization of the body.

When one day, this necromancer completely transformed his body into a skeleton with death and darkness qualities, it also represented his promotion to the second level.

"Mom is really tricky, according to the pre-defined, I will attack, Arnold will defend, Locke will attack at any time!" Hals screamed and rushed forward again.

What about the threshold for reaching the second level, as long as you have not reached the second level, then everyone is a creature of the same class, and they fight three times one, really not necessarily afraid of this magician.

The fierce and fierce fire fighting spirit dyed the small half of the sky above the island into red. This is the first time Locke has seen a formal knight other than himself shot at close range. Hals is really strong!

The burst of fire that is about to be ignited by the cloud and fog has not caused much impact on the necromancer in the gray fog.

In the wave room, he summoned a bone wall again and backed away.

One-on-one, he thought he wouldn't be afraid of anyone. None of these rude first-level knights were his opponents, but it was hard to say when he was in a group fight. He was a character who wanted to be promoted to a second-level magician. It's a pity to fall here.

Speaking from the level of confidence in fighting will and strength, this magical necromancer with great strength is far worse than the original Ashall magician.

That one is on the active goblin plane, but it also has one enemy and three, and there is no slight disadvantage.

But the magician wanted to escape, and he thought a little bit more. Locke, whose speed was not worse than him, was tightly blocked in the back. In front of it, Hals attacked frantically. The white bone wall was about to be destroyed again.

"Damn, how come these two guys aren't here yet!" The Skull Magician scolded, and he had notified the nearby Mermelia Lodge Level 1 Magician and Shadow Tower Level 1 Knight by magical communication.

"boom!"

"boom!"

As the Necromancer gradually became more and more irritated by Hals's barbaric offensive, two equally volatile energy battles erupted in the waters not far from here.

It was Shelley, Love, Charles!

The expression of the necromancer with only half of the skin on his face was awkward. He saw that he and others were being targeted. At this time, he no longer desperately tried, and he may not have the opportunity to desperately.

First, a strong corrosive acid mist was thrown towards Hals directly in front of him. After breathing out, he pointed at Locke behind him, "Finger of death!"

The power of undead magic belongs to the superior finger of death. With its unrivaled penetration and rapidity, it is close to Locke's face.

If this attack is not blocked, Locke is likely to endure the elements of death all the time for a long time to come.

It's too late to hide, and the speed of death is beyond Locke's imagination.

The Skeletal Magician had already judged the situation in front of him. Among the three first-level knights, the one who threatened him most was the knight who used the fire fighting spirit, and the most likely to be a breakthrough was to stand behind him. Locke.

In a critical moment, when Locke was about to use his left arm to resist this finger of death, a dark yellow figure rushed over and stood in front of Locke!

Arnold is the last of the three first-level knights!

He used the earth-based grudge, known for his defensive power and endurance. At this moment, he rushed over and blocked the blow of the Necromancer.

The ray of death attribute, after hitting Arnold, did not radiate the force of death, but was forced to solidify to a point by the rich energy of earth attribute.

In front of Arnold's sturdy breastplate, if you look closely, you will find a grayish black spot appearing on it.

"Thanks!" Locke said in a low voice, and hurriedly changed his position. In this battle, he was not suitable to blend in as the protagonist.

Hals is the main attack, Arnold is the main defense, what he needs to do is to give him a fatal blow when the necromancer reveals a flaw.

On the other side, the battle of Shelley and others quickly started.

Leif and Charles are facing the shadow knight. When everyone is the first-level knight, Leif and Charles are clearly in an advantage against each other.

Shadow knights trained by Shadow Tower are mainly used for sneak attacks and

Sneakers dominate, in frontal battles, the advantage is not as good as the knights of general attributes.

Rif, which is comparable to Hals in strength, uses a rare wood-based grudge. A long sword with green light is his weapon. It can be found that every time he hits the shadow knight, that Shadow knights will appear unstoppable for a short period of rigidity.

It turned out to be poison. The wood-based fighting spirit was known for its vitality and endless inheritance of fighting spirit. Unexpectedly, Riff opened up another path. In the battle, he opened up the vicious trick of using poison. No wonder the strength can be compared with Hals.

In the secular world, poison that can act on the first-level knight is quite rare. These can only be seen in the alchemy room of some weird magician, and the poison on the Leif sword is that he uses his own wood. A kind born of grudge.

The last place of battle was Shelley's side. At first, everyone thought Shelley's side was the most tight, but now it seems that Shelley is the easiest one among everyone.

The plant magician of the Meimeili's hut counseled, and the battles around him fluctuated so strongly. Of course, he did not hide his first-level magician.

The mental power has swept through, there are six strong men of the same level!

Mei Meili's cabin has never been a warlike organization in the Wizarding Society. This time the guy stationed here is even more of a cartilage. Do you let him do experiments in the laboratory and teach students to do it? Let him work hard? forget it.

The Memelie Cabana magician at the edge of the battle has already begun to retreat. Shelley’s ice grudge did cause him a lot of trouble, but with several registration items in his hand, it is still possible to run. .

After feeling the careful thoughts of the enemy in front of her, Shelley smiled helplessly, she could only try to hold this person, let alone leave him, but at least can not let this guy rush to the other two battlefields to support others.

If at this time, the most intense battles over this sea area belong to Hals and Locke.

The sky is full of flowing fire energy and ubiquitous necrotic energy. These two amazing first-level strongmen have already affected the surrounding environment to a small extent.

"Look at it! Lord Heidwoods is fighting one against the other!"

"Call the nearest adult to come to support!"

"Be careful of attacks that fall from the sky!"

"Jeffrey, don't leave me, my legs are corroded by the energy of death!"

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Immortals fight, mortals suffer, Rock and others fight in the sky, causing the knights and magic apprentices on the east coast of the island below to suffer.

Either it was scratched by the mighty magic spattered by the Necromancer, or it was hit by the rich fire of Hals.

Missing arms and broken legs abound.

"Damn it, you can't drag it anymore!" Necromancer angered half of his head was a horror skeleton.

What the little guys saw was his bravery with one enemy and three. Only he knew how embarrassing the situation was.

"I have cultivated a semi-finished product that is about to succeed for fifteen years, and today I can only consume it." The necromancer scolded, and from the six-armed star array in his right bone ring, he summoned a black armor. Humanoid.

"Go, Black Warrior!" Among the two eyes, one was blushing dead fisheye blisters, and the other was a beating soul flame, the necromancer shouted hysterically.