Bang!
The violent fire element exploded directly at the shield, but the defense of the earth magic was very strong. Under the explosion, the color of the shield only dimmed a little.
It was so powerful!
Although Monroe blocked Lockeâs fireball, he was still shocked by the power of the fireball spell. This might be as powerful as the level-2 fire magic attack!
âCapet, I admit that I underestimated you before. I didnât expect you to use such a powerful fireball spell.â
Staring at Locke, Monroe took a deep breath. After exclaiming, he sneered and slowly analyzed, âBut this kind of attack must consume a lot of magic energy. You canât release it a few times, or the magic power will soon dry up.â
âMagic power dried up?â
Locke looked at Monroe sarcastically and threw another fireball out.
Boom!
The fireball hit the shield, making it a little dim.
When Monroe thought it was over, he saw another fireball in Lockeâs hand. This must be the last time. Capet was just bluffing. There must be not much magic element left in his body.
Gritting his teeth, Monroe quickly injected the earth magic element into the shield.
Boom!!
Another two fireballs hit Monroeâs shield continuously.
Why?
This was the fifth one. Wouldnât Capetâs magic power be exhausted?
Seeing that Locke was still condensing the fireball, he roared in his heart and felt endless grievance. How could the dignified level-2 mage be beaten by a level-1 mage easily! Moreover, if Locke continued to attack him like this, he would lose sooner or later!
However, he had no choice. Locke didnât give him any chance to release other magic! A warrior behind Monroe wanted to help but was forced back by Lockeâs fireball. At last, he had to hide behind Monroe.
Boom!
Puff!
The eighth fireball hit Monroe, and he was directly thrown away by the strong impact.
The black horse under Monroeâs body was directly burned to ashes by the fireball spell, and the other two practitioners, who were close to him, were also directly thrown out by the huge shock wave.
âMaster Locke, you are so strong now!â
Watching the explosion, Kotter felt his throat dry. His body trembled slightly, and the excitement in his heart was beyond words.
On the other side, Locke didnât relax his vigilance after knocking Monroe. He knew that the fireball spell didnât directly concentrate on Monroe, so Monroe couldnât be killed by him.
Sure enough, Monroe covered his chest and got up from the ground. He stared at Locke, his eyes filled with fear.
âThe situation has changed. Donât hold back. Letâs kill him together!â
Picking up the magic wand on the ground, Monroe shouted in horror.
However, the others looked at each other and could see that they had a hint of retreat.
Noticing that the others didnât take action immediately but looked at Locke with fear, Monroe shouted.
âHeâs just a mage. He defeated Vernal with a sneak attack just now. Heâs not strong in a close battle. Iâll use magic to pin him down, and youâll wait for an opportunity to rush forward!â
While speaking, Monroe waved the magic wand and mobilized the magic element in his body. The earth in front of him began to tremble and several sharp stone awls were quickly condensed.
Whoosh~
The stone awl dashed towards Locke.
Yes, he had six level-2 practitioners. No matter how strong the opponent was, it was only the mage of level 1. Could he be invincible?
Thinking of this, the rest of them finally regained their morale and rushed towards Locke.
Seeing the five people coming at him, Locke didnât panic. He quickly condensed a fireball and threw it at the stone awl.
Bang~
The fireball and the stone awl exploded in the air.
At the same time, two warriors had rushed to Locke.
âWatch out, Master Locke!â
Kotter shouted, whose heart was in his throat. The crowd behind him clenched their fists and felt nervous.
Monroe heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his men had rushed in front of Locke. When a mage was approached by warriors, he was in danger.
Looking at warriors, who were less than 2 meters away from him, Locke raised the corners of his mouth and slowly raised his right hand. A faint blue light flashed in his palm.
Something was wrong! The two warriors instinctively felt a little dangerous.
âHurry up! Kill him!â
One of the warriors roared, the speed was even faster, and he slammed into Locke with a punch. He was confident that he could smash Locke into the meatloaf with one punch!
However, he was still a step slower. A blue light quickly enlarged in his eyes.
Boom!
The man was directly exploded into pieces by the waterball spell.
After taking care of one of them, Locke drew his long sword from his waist and hacked at the other.
Bang~
The other one was shocked. Now seeing Locke coming at him again, he was almost scared to death. He didnât even have time to run for his life, so he didnât have the mood to continue attacking.
In a hurry, he was even no match for Locke. He was killed by Locke in a few moves.
âThe waterball spell!â
Monroe felt his heart beat violently, and his brain was buzzing. He was a little numb.
A two-typed mage?
A loser not only had a body comparable to a warrior but also became a mage. More horribly, he was a two-typed mage!
Should this really exist!
The other 2 practitioners, who came with Monroe, looked pale. Seeing their companions die like this, they had no intention of continuing to fight.
They looked at each other and seemed to have made up their mind. The two of them jumped on the back of the horse and rode it to run away.
âYou still want to leave when you are here!â
Locke sneered and two small balls appeared in his hands, a blue one and a red one. Then he aimed at the targets and threw them out.
Boom!
With two loud sounds, two big holes appeared on the positions where the practitioners fled, and their bodies were torn into pieces by the violent magic element.
âItâs overâ¦â
Seeing that the last two people were dead, Monroeâs face was as pale as death, and he directly collapsed to the ground. Now that so many of them had been defeated, he was even more unlikely to be a match for Locke.
âNext, itâs time to kill you.â
With a murderous look on his face, Locke walked towards Monroe with a sword in his hand.
Sizz~
The tip of the long sword drew a burst of sparks on the ground.
Thump!
Hearing the harsh sound of the long sword rubbing the ground, Monroe knelt directly and said in a trembling voice, âSir Capet, Iâm willing to report a piece of precious news. Please forgive me for my life!â
Pride and dignity were nothing in front of a life threat. It was not easy for him to reach a level-2 mage from practice. He still had a lot of good time to enjoy. He didnât want to die now!
âOh, tell me. Iâll see if it can exchange your life.â
In front of Monroe, Locke stopped and didnât take action immediately.
He could tell that Monroe and the others were not bandits. After all, no group of bandits could have such powerful strength.
So now he was very curious about which force had been making trouble for him!