Chapter 415: Submit task

In a rock pit in the middle of the Iver Mountains.
Surrounded by off-white mountain walls, several solitary green plants grow out of the cracks in the rock.
On the southeast side of the mountain wall, a stream slowly flows down from the top of the mountain, through the dry rock wall, and provides a small amount of water to the plants growing in the cracks of the rock wall.
Locke was lying on the top of the mountain wall on the west side, his eyes fixed on the pit below.
Unexpectedly, there will be a magic deer living in this place.
By the stream, the two female demon deer kept licking the injured child, and the thigh artery was completely separated by Rafi. This demon deer escaped for a long time and was still not dead. It can only be said that the body of Warcraft is tough.
A fan-shaped sharp angle hits on the head, and the male demon-deer stepped on its hooves, looking around uncomfortably.
The innate keen sense makes the male demon deer very upset at this time, as if something bad is about to happen.
Locke noticed that a female Mage deer went to the mountain stream where it passed by, biting a green plant, and returned to feed the injured young Mage deer.
Locke frowned and cast an inquiring look at Christine around him.
"It's green grass." Christine compared her mouth shape. As a half-magicist, Christine knew more about animals, plants and magic materials than Locke.
Locke looked at it again, good guy, there are still many green plants in the whole valley pit.
No wonder this demon deer Hoi An is here. Although there are fewer plants that can be eaten, there are many magic materials that are beneficial to the development of Warcraft.
Locke made a gesture to Christine and Rafi to signal that they were ready.
The male magic deer is dealt with by Locke, the two female magic deer are dealt with by Christine and Rafi, and there are three young deer.
A fiery red magic scroll with a scorching breath appeared in Locke's hand. This is one of his family's bottoms. It can release high-level magic burst fire clouds, which is a one-time equipment.
The battle was on the verge, and Locke led the horse, rushing towards the valley with great speed, tearing the magic scroll and throwing it at the most dense place of the deer.
The magic scroll containing the explosive fire element was torn apart by Locke with brute force. The original imprisoned power was instantly released, and a fiery red curtain of twenty squares was opened, covering the magic deer herd.
There is no wind spontaneous combustion, and the three young deer-shaped deer are now covered by bursting fire clouds, and they are transformed into three torches to shield them from the wind and rain and protect their fur. At this moment, they are their death sickles.
The condition of the other two female demon deer was not so good. Suddenly attacked by Locke, the beating flames on her body had not been extinguished, and the air was filled with a scorched smell.
Only the fastest male demon deer is in the best condition at this time. With keen sense and danger consciousness, the bursting fire cloud only hurts the corner of its hind leg, and the impact is not great.
Faced with the results of this sneak attack, Locke was already very satisfied and did not waste his precious high-end fire scroll.
Three young Mageweed deer were burned seriously and their lives were not known. Two female Mageweed deer were also badly injured.
The first time the male deer stag saw Locke, his eyes became red, and with his wisdom, he has seen that this human is the factor that brings him a strong danger.
If usually in the forest, the male demon deer sees such an opponent, most of them will quickly avoid it. The quick pace makes the deer deer like the fish into the sea in the forest. It has no crushing strength and is comparable to the deer deer. Speed, no one wants to catch it.
But now the situation is not to allow male Mageweed deer to escape.
In the family-made Warcraft group, male demon deer cares more for spouse and children than oneself. Unless the war is dead, this male demon deer is irreversible.
Locke expected this to be the case. In the Royal Academy of the Omor Empire, he had no more than one hundred hunting missions and dozens of quests. He already knew most of Warcraft's temperament.
The selection of the male demon deer was exactly what he wanted. The sword with a long waist started, and facing the sprint deer, Locke rushed head-on.
On the other side, the battle between Christine's two daughters has also begun. The strength of the female demon deer is close to that of the second daughter, but after being taken by Rock's Fire Scroll as a head, the strength has dropped by nearly half.
Facing opponents of the same level for the first time, Christine’s second daughter panicked, but with time and beyond her own strength, she slowly moved the situation back.
The difficulty of the male demon deer makes Locke's estimation slightly deviate.
The main reason is that the speed is too fast. Locke is practicing wind fighting spirit. The speed was originally the best among the strongmen of the same level. I did not expect that today's strength assessment is the devil's demon of advanced Warcraft.
"Huh, your wind magic core, I want it!" Locke shouted, and a violent grudge was injected into the long sword. A sharp edge appeared at the tip of the sword, and when Locke continued to infuse the grudge, the length of the sharp edge was still longer.
It only grew to more than three feet before Locke threw himself up again, and this time spent a fifth of his total grudge.
The male demon deer looked at the fighting spirit sharply at the tip of Locke's sword with such horror. At such a distance, the male demon deer can still feel the invincible characteristics of that fighting spirit, which is something that can pose a great threat to itself.
The male demon-deer knows that its hard muscles and excellent defensive fur, I am afraid that it can't even resist this aggressive edge.
Half an hour later, Locke sent the long sword into the abdomen of male demon deer with difficulty. The fan-shaped collision angle of male demon deer also hit the lungs of Locke with great impact.
"The bones are still pretty hard!" Breaking the dead body off, Locke stood up with a windmill-like breath.
The moment the long sword penetrated the body of the male demon deer, the male demon deer declared death. The violent fighting was directly injected into the body of the deer by Locke through the long sword. Under the blade of fighting spirit, this demon deer The abdominal entrails were twisted into pieces.
Locke's state at this time is also uncomfortable. The impact caused by such a fast demon deer is very amazing.
Outside, a sturdy half-body armor, inside a leather armor, a close-fitting soft armor, under three layers of protection, Locke still grinned.
"Lungs seem to be broken." Covering his painful lungs, Locke was very dissatisfied with the outcome of the battle.
The demon deer is obviously a kind of food-planting Warcraft that is not good at fighting. One year after the plane war, the leisure and cultivation have reduced Locke's fighting instinct.
The short dagger scratched the forehead of the magic deer. A dove egg-sized emerald green crystal core was drawn from the brain of the magic deer. Locke started his biggest harvest today.
The battle between the two Christine women was almost over. The male demon deer died, and the two female demon deer were shocked. Several wounds were added by Christine and Lafie. The situation was already in jeopardy. To the point.
Christine's wrist has a noticeable redness and swelling, which seems to be injured by the female magic deer hit the horn. Rafi's armor is also a little messy. Her strength is weaker than Christine's, but the most It was Lafite who killed the opponent first.
A few minutes later, the sound of two heavy objects falling to the ground came one after another. Rafi supported his body with a long sword to prevent him from falling. Christine simply paralyzed on the ground.
"Rafi is doing well, Christine, you still need a lot of actual combat." Locke said.
After solving the male magic deer, Locke watched the battle of the two women throughout the journey. During this period, he did not intervene once. This is to train the two women. Locke cannot guarantee that he can take care of them every time.
Locke only praised Rafi for letting Christine deflate her mouth, but when she saw the obvious dent in Locke's chest armor, she stood up worriedly and ran over to ask Locke if the injury was serious.
Rafi also noticed Locke's injury and cast his gaze in the past.
"This injury is nothing. Go back and take two recovery potions and rest for a few days." Locke said carelessly.
The wound in the lung is an internal injury, and the self-healing ability of the quasi-knight is combined with the dual effect of the medicament. Locke said it would be good for a few days, not bragging.
Next is the time to clean up the battlefield. A total of six corpses of Deerweave Deer contributed three magic nuclei of different energy levels to the three of Locke. The valuable parts of the body were also removed by Locke, and Christine collected them. Those magical materials in the valley.
"This should be an abandoned mine pit." Locke said, looking at the surrounding soil with more obvious chisel marks.
The mine pit many years ago is unknown, but now it is a settlement of a group of deer.
You can mine inside the forest where Warcraft is rampant. You don’t need to guess Locke to know that this pit must have been mined by a powerful magician or knight organization.
There was always danger in the forest. Locke didn't stay for a long time. After packing up his spoils, he greeted the second daughter and left.
This place also belongs to the middle abdomen of the Mugent jungle. Summoning the scorpion dragon came out too quietly, and the three could only converge and move quickly out of the forest.
Two days later, when he returned to Port Morrington, cultivated for two days, and recovered his body to about 80%, Lockka went to the Wizarding Guild to submit a task at a point in time.
The mission requirement is the collision angle of the male demon deer and the heart active at 30. The collision angle says that the gadget has been hacked by Locke's aggressive sword for hundreds of times, and still only leaves a slight scratch.
But that heart is not easy to say. Locke's grievance directly shattered all the organs of the deer abdomen. Although the heart was located in the chest, it was not spared.
Locke is not sure if this heart pierced by a grudge looks like a sieve, whether there is still 30 activity.
As a last resort, Locke used a drop of activated essence.
"I'm here to submit the task!" Locke said standing at the front desk. It wasn't the red-haired young girl who received him today who changed to a gentle yellow-haired mature woman.
"Please come here for the submission of advanced tasks." The mature woman with yellow hair respectfully took Locke to a box in the left aisle.
High-level tasks are already the highest-level tasks placed outside. The submission of such tasks will be carried out in a separate box and will be inspected by a dedicated person.
Looking at the writhing of the mature woman with yellow hair, Locke can only sigh that the strong has the right to dominate the weak.
The woman was obviously tempting him. This kind of temptation is more brilliant than the red-haired young girl she met before.