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As for the battle against Mist City, Locke was fortunate to not participate in the battle because he was recuperating from his injuries.
Angelina was also left behind by Keira to take care of Locke.
Locke had been washed up and down several times by the healing light of the light magician Master Keira before this. Except for one or two injuries that really needed to rest for a long time, all other wounds have been recovered. Seven or eight.
The healing ability of light magic is indeed the most effective among all types of magic.
After absorbing the activation essence in his hand, Locke looked in the direction of the war-torn Fog City with a normal expression.
The repairing effect of light magic is mainly to stimulate the body’s potential and make up for the original power. The most easily obtained treasure now is the activation essence.
This piece of dark blue, fully two grams of activated essence that was just absorbed by Locke was one of the rewards given to Locke by Babrina.
The smoke of gunfire is still there in the distance. This external appearance only has two first-level activated fairy city lords. The small activated fairy city actually broke out with considerable resistance when faced with the attack by the magicians of the Holy Tower.
“That place is indeed not simple…” Locke thought to himself. Locke entered the restricted area in the southeastern part of Mist City twice and was discovered by a quasi-knight-level activated goblin. This shows that it is heavily guarded.
And that forbidden area always gives Locke the illusion of palpitations, as if there is some terrifying existence living in it.
Rounds of thick black smoke rose into the sky. From a distance, Locke could see explosions happening everywhere in the city below.
To deal with the wooden city where the animated fairies live, nothing is more suitable for attacking than fire magic.
The thick smoke, accompanied by fierce strong winds, even blew away one-third of the white crystal mist that had persisted for thousands of years outside the foggy city.
Black with white, and white with red fire. Various magic elements are actively beating in it. The magicians of the Holy Tower are using their own power to bring despair to these alien natives. , showing its own strength.
In an area that Locke could not see, directly above the city center of Mist City, several powerful first- and second-level experts gathered here.
Except for the magician Babrina who commands the slave army and the Holy Tower magician outside, the remaining four first-level magicians are all gathered here.
In the middle of the four people, the crystal clear white crystal fruit people on both ends were suddenly surrounded.
With his wife, whose arm had been injured, behind him, the taller Jingguo Man City Lord stood in front of several magicians with his head held high, his firm eyes showing no trace of timidity at all against one against four.
On the other side of this small battle group, a more massive battle has begun.
The magician with different eyes holds ice in his left arm and spits out flames from his right fist. Around his body, half is ice and half is purgatory, and even the space is affected to produce small fluctuations.
A pair of strange pupils stared closely at the female crystal fruit person in front of him.
“I didn’t expect that there would be a feigned death reanimated fairy with such a strong ability to survive.” In the words of the magician with different eyes, in addition to surprise, there was also excitement. “Before you die, you have the right to know my name. You can call me ‘Ice Fire Demon Flame’ Fusha!”
Two groups of completely opposite elemental powers exploded instantly. Fusha, the magician with different eyes at the center of the explosion, seemed to be undergoing some kind of qualitative change. The power of annihilation was gradually generated, and waves of waves were generated, bringing consequences to all living things around him. Feeling of dead silence.
While the power of the ice and fire elements gradually merged, the tall crystal man in front of the Fusha magician could not see any strange color at all from his crystal clear face.
The second-level activated fairy lord who suddenly appeared in Mist City is, of course, the previous generation of activated fairy lord, Abibo, who has been sleeping for hundreds of years.
Because his lifespan has reached its limit, the thousand-year-old Abibo, at the last moment of his life, chose the same choice as countless great revitalized fairies and sages throughout the ages, which was to sleep underground and rely on the power of the earth to survive. Extend your life.
Under normal circumstances, the top-level activated goblin lords or the third-level activated goblins choose to sleep under the Holy City, where the roots of the World Tree are entangled, the earth’s energy is rich, and the sleeping places are They can also form some kind of mutually beneficial and complementary system with the root system of the World Tree, extending their dormant time and preserving their own strength to the maximum extent.
It was just the Jingguo people’s special need for the Jingjing tree that made this powerful Jingguo people lord ultimately not choose to go to the Holy City, but fell asleep directly in the clan.
After only four hundred years of slumber, the corrosive power of time has not reduced the strength of the Jingguo Lord. Compared to his heyday, Abibo still has at least 80% of his combat power.
“Are you the intruders…” Under Abibo’s indifferent gaze, with the ability of second-level creatures to quickly process information, only a few minutes after waking up, this second-level activated goblin lord has already activated the goblin clan. He and Mist City were fully aware of the situation they were facing at this time.
Ignoring the inquiry of the activated goblin lord, the sea of ice and fire elements around Fusha, the magician with different eyes, once again expanded by one point.
The annihilation aura in front of him has accumulated more and more, reaching a level that even Abibo, the second-level activated goblin lord, feels invincible.
“Hmph!” Abibo didn’t wait any longer, swung his translucent crystal long whip and rushed towards Fusha.
The battle between the crystal fruit man, who is at the forefront of the activated fairy lords, and the ice and fire elemental master Fusha, is half a pound to eight ounces. This is something that all the magicians and activated fairies did not expect.
Hundreds of years ago, Abibo, who led the Jingguo people around Mist City to carry forward the inheritance, fell into a state of decline after sleeping for a hundred years.
As for the second-level magician Fusha, he was also weakened by the plane suppression and was unable to exert his full strength.
The ice and fire elements exploded, and the annihilation power produced was strong, but the crystal fruit lord Abibo avoided the battle, and Fusha had no way to do it.
When fighting against masters of the same level, one party only uses escape and hiding skills, which is the most troublesome.
The hard bone of Mist City is indeed not that easy to chew. It is like a white meat grinder. On the transparent city wall, life is passing by every minute.
The residual clouds stained with red blood reflected on the ground. All kinds of blood gathered into streams, and countless corpses piled up. The only thing that remained unchanged was the cry of killing coming from all over the battlefield.
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