Chapter 468: Old knowledge

This is a meniscus island. The east and west sides of the island are steeper and steeper slopes, but the north and south are shoals and sand, surrounded by an island lake with an area of ​​about 100 square kilometers.
On the pale white sand beach, you can see saltwater crabs and various amphibious marine life walking sideways.
Locke is no stranger to this saltwater crab. When he and Angelina were trapped in the Morpheus Forest, for a period of time, they relied exclusively on this demonized creature to maintain their livelihood.
"It's just a small island with poor resources." Locke frowned and said that the beautiful surroundings are indeed refreshing, but this is not a place for vacation.
Fights, killings, and deaths will be staged here at any time.
"Yeah, otherwise it won't be given up." Shelley said rightfully.
The first-level knights are also very tight in the knight palace, and it is already a manifestation of the huge power of the three islands in the west that hundreds of first-level knights can be invested in the area of ​​Deer Sea.
"One point, where are you going?" Shelley asked with her eyes open.
"I'm going to the south," Lock said, pointing to the shoal swamp in the south. From near here, he felt a familiar breath, or maybe three.
"Well, I'll go to the north. Let's see you in the middle of the island at noon!" Shelley finished the sentence, and flew to the north of the island.
It's about ten o'clock in the morning, a small island of hundreds of square kilometers. With the strength of Shelley's formal knight, he gathers and kills half of the island's mixed in two hours.
There is no Santa rule here to protect the little guys of the knight servant and magic apprentice level. In the face of the official knight level, they only have the crushed part.
In the southern swamp named Benal Island, the three sisters of Ailan are walking hard.
"Sister, do we have to be so careful?" second sister Ellie grunted, her purple magic gown was stained with many stains.
"After all, it belongs to the sphere of influence of the three islands in the west. Be careful." Alan explained, and then pulled Sanmei to continue on.
The magician's constitution is generally poor. In this sinister environment, it is undoubtedly more obvious. Alan and Ellie are better. The embarrassment is a bit embarrassed and can be tolerated. The three sisters Aiwei will not work.
It has been less than a year since this girl was promoted to a quasi-magician, and she is practicing wind magic, which has very little effect on physical fitness. It is now slightly poisoned.
The ubiquitous marsh gas and sour smell in the swamp are the culprits of poisoning Ivy.
"Ellie, give me a primary antidote." Ellen yelled Ellie walking in front.
"Okay, then." Ellie took a light blue potion from the space ring and threw it towards the rear. After doing all this, she continued to move forward. She had the obligation and ability to act as a pioneer. Character.
The three sisters can grow up to now, relying on each other's delicate care and cooperation with the heart, even if this time targeted by the high-level organization of the death knell, they have not defeated the will of their three sisters.
With an antidote shining in light blue, Alan carefully pulled out the stopper, fed it to her sister's half, and then put it back in.
I haven’t been able to get the supplies from Memelie’s cabin for a long time. This ordinary primary antidote, the three sisters also need to save money.
The culprit behind this is the death knell.
With half a bottle of antidote, Ivy's face
Obviously much better, pale face with a little angry and ruddy.
"Sister, I'm fine." Ivy said softly.
"Well, come, I'm holding you." Alan pulled her sister's arm.
In fact, they can choose to fly, pass from above, or bypass this swamp malaria, but in order to be conservative, Alan still takes two younger sisters and moves below.
This time the knights and magic apprentices on the East Coast are much worse in quality than the three western islands, especially the two levels of high-level attendants and intermediate magic apprentices. There are not enough challenges and dangerous baptisms. This group of little guys So naively exposed himself on the island of the hostile forces.
Has the Western three islands been too weak for these years? There are fewer and fewer first-level knights assigned. No matter what, since seeing him, Locke is definitely going to teach this group of guys.
As for the tuition fees for classes, it is their lives and property.
Roach's pockets gradually swelled as he swept through several knight servants and magic apprentices on the island.
The less intense battle, and the blood of a normal temperature, did not cause Locke to have a hint of inner waves, even he did not realize that with the improvement of his life level, the gap between the different classes was like a skyrocketing, let him kill this group of people. Human beings feel less and less.
Just like killing chickens and dogs, it is extremely boring.
Only every time he harvests a new space ring and probes the materials that may exist in it, will he get so little interest.
But there are still too few. What kind of good things can a group of middle-level and high-level little guys have. Not everyone is as rich as Locke's high-level servants.
The east coast is indeed more prosperous than the three islands in the west, but the higher population base there makes the materials scattered in the hands of each knight and magician completely unattractive.
There are not many East Coast knights and magic apprentices on this island. Locke has searched his own half of the island, and he has harvested seven or eight space rings and several parcels at a discount of four high-level energy spars.
The sun was heading, less than half an hour from the time agreed with Shelley. When Locke got up and was about to fly to the center of the island, a shallow swamp area at his feet stopped him inexplicably.
"Anyway, there is still some time, let's take a look." Locke said to himself, the whole southern island, except for this pallid swamp he didn't search, other places patrolled the carpet, confirmed that there is nothing wrong There are other creatures outside the native Warcraft.
Looking at the concentration of miasma in this swamp, Locke subconsciously believes that there will be no East Coast magicians and knights lurking in it, but the rigorous character he has always developed has made him care not to spend more time looking at the situation here.
A two-centimetre thick shield of fighting spirit appeared on Locke's body, helping him to block all the methane and sour smell outside.
The ability to support such a strong shield, like flying, is a characteristic of the official knight, just like the high-level servant's characteristic is the grudge.
Why the plane wars generally require knights to have more than one level of strength. In addition to the life strength of first-level creatures can cope with the most dangerous and changeable environment of the plane, this layer can bring knights a life-protecting grudge. Shields are indispensable.
The real plane war is not like the one that Locke was involved in before, and the knights were transported to the alien plane continent by floating ships.
But all the knights above the first level, under the leadership of the third-level sky knight, directly from the space outside the plane
Cypriot departed, swooping toward the eccentric plane being attacked in a falling star!
This layer of grudge shield can help them effectively block the rolling of plane barriers and isolate the huge amount of heat generated by atmospheric friction.
Walking inside the swamp, inadvertently crushing several poisonous insects close to him. Locke's face was surprised, no wonder he always felt familiar. It was here.
Locke flew in a certain direction.
A large layer of ligated tree roots was simply laid with a layer of oilcloth, and the three sisters of Ailan sat around to serve their lunch.
The milky white tree roots, blue berries filled with dark red spots, and some brown mushrooms of thumb size are their lunch today.
Every magician is a qualified botanist, especially those of the three sisters who have reached the level of quasi-magician. They have a very rich knowledge experience. They can easily distinguish which can and cannot be eaten.
Inside the swamp where toxins are ubiquitous, it is already amazing to find these delicious foods.
Picking up a white rhizome, Allie took a bite, the juice was flowing, and some slipped out of the corner of Allie's mouth. She was really hungry.
"Let's go around to see the situation." After eating a rhizome in two bites and stuffing one into her pocket, she greeted her sisters and sisters, and when Allie was about to jump up the trunk, her movements suddenly stiffened.
On a branch less than 20 meters away from their three sisters, a knight in silver armor looked at them with all her leisure.
The three sisters communicated with each other, and Allie's unnaturalness immediately awakened Ailan and Aiwei, and the three women immediately formed a triangle formation to face the enemy.
Locke was familiar with this formation. He had seen it several times in the trial space of the Meimeili cottage.
"Oh, long time no see." Locke smiled lightly.
As the eldest sister, Ailan walked quietly to the front and protected the two younger sisters behind him. The knight in front of him was obviously a first-level knight. The strong sense of crisis made her temporarily lose her ability to think.
Although the combination of their three sisters' attack arrays, on the basis of all quasi-magicians, can theoretically explode the power of the first-class strongmen, but in actual combat against these strongmen, you can have a certain chance of winning. Clearly, less than 20%.
Unlike Alan's cautious attitude towards the enemy, Arie's expression was a little suspicious at this moment, she seemed to find something, and she couldn't believe it.
The most obvious is the little girl Ivy. When the two sisters lifted the magic wand and were ready to throw out powerful magic, the girl put down the magic wand, opened her misty eyes, and looked at Locke tightly, as if to see clearly Every detail on his face.
"Cough, sister Ivy has become a quasi-magician?" Locke smiled at Ivy who was protected in the end.
As soon as this sentence came out, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
"You are Brother Rock?!" Ivy shouted with wide eyes.
"What, it really is him!" At the same time, Allie exclaimed softly.
Ailan also relaxed a little, and the knight gave him a feeling that was indeed similar to the knight in the magic forest secret realm a few years ago.
But like the return image, Ai Lanke did not put down her magic wand, a powerful ice arrow, still waiting to be launched.
It's no wonder that the three women didn't recognize Locke. When he was in the magical forest realm, the armor he wore was the bone bone body armor that old Cole gave him, and he was wearing the point medal of the death knell, which is far from the present. No difference.