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Chapter 501: Deep Blue Hellfire World (6)

"Ha! Drink!" On the top of the Maxi-Cheng Mountain Range, in a training ground opened by Locke himself, Locke was practicing his long-lost martial arts skills.

The Blade Sword was created by Master Santa Bosh. It has a streamlined sword body that reduces the weight of the sword, but also increases the flexibility of the Blade Sword, which is very suitable for users of wind-type fighting spirit like Locke.

In addition to the sword, there is also a matching armor. The magician Bosh has always met him. There is no pit Locke in this regard. The summoning armor only needs to be bound by Locke's mental power, and a thought in his heart will appear and wear it on Locke.

Usually, this armor turned into an inconspicuous wrist guard and was worn by Locke on his arm.

Locke loved this set of equipment. When he was performing tasks with Hals and others a few months before the Western Isles, Locke was reluctant to take out this set of equipment to use it.

Any equipment has durability and service life. If there is any damage to the armor, it will be used to be repaired by Master Bosh, which will cost Locke another painful expense.

After all, it was almost two weeks since he arrived at the Magnetic Mountains. After dealing with the surrender of various races, Locke gradually adapted to everything in this plane.

The temperature is a little higher than the Wizard's World, the oxygen concentration is lower, the air is filled with the smell of sulfur, and the free energy in the environment is mainly fire, earth, thunder and light. This is all summarized by Locke in the past half month.

These environmental factors are secondary to Locke, the official Knight. First-level creatures can adapt to most harsh environments in all planes.

The only thing that made him feel a little uncomfortable was the plane suppression effect that existed on Locke's body at all times.

The longer I stayed here, the more I missed my motherland, the three western islands, the place where breast milk was raised.

After Locke finished exercising, An, who had been waiting by the side, immediately came over and handed Locke a towel.

While wiping his sweat, Locke listened to Ann's report on the recent remittance of supplies from various races.

"I understand these things. You can stare at the group of slave creatures and don't let them steal fish." Locke casually gave An a task.

"Yes." This task is hard to find.

In the past, there was often a Magnetic Mountain Range

The indigenous creatures are mysteriously gone, and you can always see some skeletons that are eaten with clean meat outside the camp of the slave creatures.

Now that Locke's constraints, these slave creatures will be much more honest.

After An left, Locke took out two things from the space ring, one was the practice of the Fierce Wind Fighting Qi, and the other was the negative energy fusion bead given by Master Mixuer.

Originally, Locke planned to go to the antagonistic plane and take out his free time to convert his eagle fighting spirit directly, but when he really started to try to convert the fighting spirit, he found that it was not that simple.

There was no mistake in changing the exercises. Locke finally understood why Master Ashar advised himself not to change the attributes of Dou Qi. He was a little unable to play with the two exercises of Feng Dou Qi. He didn't use them, so he would not have his life.

Plane suppression, plane suppression in the Deep Blue Hellfire World is the culprit for Locke's fear of changing the Douqi Kung Fu technique.

"Hey, it seems that you have to return to the Western islands before you can consider changing your skills again." Locke thought helplessly.

He was still young, less than forty years old. With a 200-year lifespan of a first-class knight, he still had a lot of youth to squander. After thinking about this, Locke simply threw it behind him and ignored it for the time being.

Turning his head to look at another object, a negative energy fusion bead.

After that teacher banquet, Locke checked the information and realized how big he had picked up and how big he was to owe to Master Mixueer.

The negative energy shield that can inspire and withstand 20,000 degrees of attacks, the strongest magic that a second-level magician can use is only around 10,000 degrees.

The attack intensity of the third-level magician is around 30,000 degrees.

In other words, as long as Locke doesn't seek death by himself, his safety can be guaranteed with this negative energy fusion bead in hand.

Moreover, with Locke's personality, he would never go to level three creatures to compete with.

Not to mention the third-level creatures, the second-level creature Locke didn't want to meet him. He knew how much he was. At the first-level creature level, he was considered a character, and his strength was almost the same, but under the second-level creatures, he was nothing.

Locke is not a madman who only knows how to practice. He cares about his family and pays attention to family affection. His current strength is enough for him. He can complete the six-year interplanar garrison task and accumulate some

His original intention is to improve his abilities and improve his strength.

Put away the two most expensive items on him in front of him, Locke changed his clothes and walked out.

At this time, the top of the Maxishan Mountains was a little lively. On average, more than a dozen tribes would send the payment materials for this quarter. An led dozens of Rydermonds to record the materials into the warehouse. A group of slave creatures lay on both sides of the road, yawning boredly.

Seeing Locke come out, these slave creatures with great wisdom nodded and bowed quickly to show their goodwill.

When he noticed Rock's Magnetic Mountains race, he also looked at him with restraint and awe. Two weeks ago, Rock's behavior of confiscating supplies from various tribes made them remember the new controller of the Magnetic Mountains.

Locke didn't come out to look at the helping slave creatures and natives, and glanced at the green-skinned spotted lion mastiff that was closest to him, and Locke frowned. He needed a mount.

Locke did not regret leaving Fermo on the Western islands. He was not there. Rafi and Xia Xi needed a quasi-order scorpion dragon to be responsible for their safety. But when he got here, Locke didn't even have any tools to transport.

From the shape of the muscles and bone size of its thighs, Locke could see that this guy was not suitable for length and running, and was good at short-distance bursts.

The Magnetic Mountains cover an area of ​​20,000 kilometers, and this radius of 20,000 kilometers is all the territory that Locke needs to patrol.

Patrols do not need to be too frequent, and they can be once every three weeks on average, focusing on expelling potential hidden crises in the Magnetic Mountains and reporting special circumstances in their jurisdiction to the Iron Leaf.

If Locke finds an unmatched unknown target or a difficult problem that cannot be solved, Iron Leaf will send special knights to help solve it.

This spotted lion mastiff couldn't count on his own transportation, so Locke turned his sight to several nearby winged intermediate monsters.

After a rough sweep, Locke was slightly disappointed.

How big can an intermediate level of monster bird can have? Not to mention whether it can carry Rock. The comfort level is definitely not comparable to the broad spine of the scorpion dragon.

Locke sighed.

It takes at least three days to patrol a 20,000 square kilometers.
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