Two days later, in a spacious square in the outer suburbs of southwest Crimea, the crowd crowded and shouted at the edge of the square, Old Cole said, "Rock, come here!"

Silently squeezing away the guys in front of the road, Locke walked in front of Old Cole.

"How come now, it's about to start." Old Cole said dissatisfiedly, Lily next to him was acting as a bodyguard.

"I've made some preparations, so it's late." Locke said. His space ring contained dozens of low- and medium-level magic scrolls, all of which Christine didn't sleep for two days and two nights.

The quality is not high, but the number is better. Locke is very heart-warming about what Christine has done for himself. He just coaxed Christine to sleep and hurried over.

"It's good to be prepared." Old Cole nodded, and then his tone changed. "But this time it's a bit bad."

"what happened?"

"Look at the magician wearing a green hood and holding an ink cane. His name is Gerrard, a famous quasi-magician in Percy County. It is a young talent in the Meimeili cottage." Old Cole pointed. Said a green robe magician at the edge of the square.

He turned his eyes away with just one finger, and the magicians were so powerful that they could easily perceive the peeping eyes.

"There is also that, hailed as the hope of the rise of the Nelson family. The quasi-knight led by Scott next door has a brilliant record of slashing the quasi-level Warcraft. Seeing that his shield is not there, he is using the quasi-level Warcraft Gale. Made by the head."

"There are also the three sisters of the Roland family over there, and recently they have spread the news that they all slaughtered an entire senior Warcraft family."

"..."

Seeing the old Cole also meant to continue, Locke interrupted, "Why are they all from other provinces, doesn't it mean that only those within the Crimea can participate?"

"They all arrived quietly a week ago, and the Meimeili branch blocked the news in advance!" Old Cole gritted his teeth.

"It seems that this time Meimeili's cottage is bound to win the event prize, or this time you give up the first five prizes? The next few awards are also good..." Old Cole said with a sincere heart.

In addition to these foreign aids, there are also several geniuses in the Crimean City Memeli Lodge branch, and Old Cole does not believe that Locke can compete with them.

"It's always a try, and now you can't quit temporarily?" Locke laughed.

Old Cole was silent, and Locke participated on behalf of Mark of the Deathstroke. In any case, Mark of the Deathstroke would not allow Locke to withdraw.

"Don't force yourself, I will pay you a blush potion this time." Old Cole said apologetically. Crimson Elixir is suitable for breakthrough strength for mid-level attendants, whether it is Christine or Lafite.

Locke smiled slightly, giving Old Cole a reassuring look.

it has started!

In the southwest of the square, after a burst of magic power, the exit of the magic forest secret realm was opened by several formal magicians.

These first-level magicians are deacon of Mei Meili's cabin, responsible for the supervision and safety of this event. The quasi-level strongman is the most precious new blood of each organization. People outside the organization die, but The quasi-ranking strongmen of their Meimeili hut, if they were life-threatening, these people would shoot if they could not.

Of course, their shot meant that the participants rescued by them abstained from the event.

This is the advantage of the organizers. Participants belonging to other organizations like Locke, or adventurers scattered, do not have such treatment, die if they die, and no one will care about you.

The entrance shimmering with emerald green engulfed one participant after another. The most advanced ones were the magicians and knights of Memelie's cabin.

The rules of this event are relatively simple. The identity badge you enter is a scoreboard. You can get points for killing the Warcraft inside the magic forest secret realm and collecting designated treasure materials.

However, this is the easiest way to get points. The strong are all choosing to rob others of the points in the medal, so the struggle will be extremely fierce.

"Go, don't try hard." Old Cole patted Locke.

Organizing some armor equipment, Locke stepped into the queue.

The expert knows whether it is there or not. In order to get the resources he wanted in this trial, Locke prepared to spare no effort and use all his strength.

Adjusting the breath to the best, Locke was like a dormant beast, which was about to burst.

"I still look down upon him." Behind him, Old Cole looked at Locke's back vest and thought.

After the plane war, Locke has not taken such a serious attitude for more than a year. The war composed of millions of creatures is the most training experience. The three islands in the west are desperate to make decisions, although they have lost nearly three-thirds. Yi's high-ranking servants and magic apprentices, but also left them the most elite and powerful fire.

I believe that within a hundred years, these knight servants and magician apprentices who have experienced plane wars will grow into a new generation of first-class knights and magicians in the form of volcanic bursts. The greatest cost of generation growth.

"Where is this one?" The strong are all attracted and repelled by each other. The sudden transformation of Locke's momentum has also made many people present look at it.

"Sister, do you know that knight?" There was a voice from a small circle of three women of similar appearance.

"I don't know, but I don't feel good about it. I will protect the little girl." The most mature and top female magician said.

"Got it, you can rest assured." The younger-looking second sister said.

"I will work hard not to drag the hind legs of the two sisters," said the youngest and most adorable girl who danced her arms.

"Prospective knight, hum!" At the forefront of the team, a green robe magician glanced back at Locke's position, disdainfully.

"Hey, this time it seems to have met an opponent." A knight who was also wearing armor and holding a half-man tall giant shield grinned at Bai Shengsheng's teeth.

It was almost half an hour before the team arrived at Locke. The order of participants in the organization of the Deathstroke was only one level higher than that of idle adventurers. The rejection of Memelie’s cabin was so obvious.

It is a long-haired female magician who stares at Locke to enter the magic forest secret realm. Unlike other magicians who like to wear magic robes with hoods, this female magician does not mean to show her beautiful long black hair.

Other prospective knights and magicians paid attention to Locke’s level and momentum. This experienced first-level female magician stared at the green flute on his neck for a second.

The alchemy level of the Western Three Island Santa Mage is still okay. The first-level female magician did not see what level of creatures lived in this magic wand with spatial fluctuations, but there was still some doubt.