Heimarian Odyssey

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the Cavaliers Journey!In the courtyard, three low-level servant-level gray dwarves surrounded Memila in the shape of a character, holding them with short swords, obviously occupying the advantage of the number, but they kept shaking, bright red blood flowing on the ground, there are them Yes, there are also Memila.

"Clang! Boom!" The sound of metal collision symphony often sounded.

"Pay attention to the hem, don't be found by the enemy."

"Lift your feet! Raise your feet! Didn't you find that the number of Asian attacks is not on your thighs, but on your calves and feet."

"Flash right! What are you doing!"

"Don't worry about the wound on your left shoulder anymore. If you don't solve the battle sooner, your lung lobes will be pierced!"

"..."

This is the scene when Locke trained Memela to fight.

Locke, who has always pursued actual combat, has also focused on actual combat in teaching his apprentices.

A small battle in three days and a big battle in five days, there were so many slaves purchased in the Lockheeda field. He didn’t want these low-level Asians to waste their food, so he created this for Memela. A life and death fight.

In the battle, unless Memira is deadly, Locke will never shoot.

In just two months, Memela’s bones didn’t know how many fractures, how many times her lung lobes and chest cavity were pierced. If it wasn’t for a ready-made second-level magician living in the house, Rock’s mild grief supported her recovery. , Memela had fallen in the battle long ago.

The heavy steel armor on the body was almost scrapped, and there were obvious wounds everywhere, with piercing marks, splitting marks, and more tearing marks.

Although the Asians also use weapons, their most effective means are actually their claws.

A low-ranking servant-level sub-person, able to tear the steel plate when full strength erupts.

Memila wants to defend against this level of attack, her armor alone is not enough, she must also be assisted by eagle fighting spirit.

A blood stain appeared on Memila's pretty face, which was the scar left by the gray dwarf on his left just now.

The blood with a strong smell smelled off Qiao's face, and finally slipped down the corner of Memira's mouth. A hint of tingling appeared in Memira's sensory system.

This is a low-level servant-level gray dwarf who comprehends the dark attribute attack method. It can attach a certain elemental concentration of dark energy to his claws, causing damage to the opponent and also causing slight paralysis to the enemy.

"No, you must make a quick decision!" Under the armor, Memila's eyes gradually deepened.

If it drags on like this, even if she can kill the three powerful enemies in front of her, she will fall into a coma and even dying because of the multiple wounds and the dark energy corrosion effect on her body.

This is not the end of her master, Locke who has been watching the war.

Memila didn't want to disappoint her master.

Holding the sword in his hand tighter and tighter, a ray of eagle fighting strength was transferred to Memela's left arm, both to relieve pain at the shoulder and to increase his strength.Memila is a lefty.

Although the long sword waving in his hands has become worn out after countless battles, and many small cracks have even been generated on the sword, it is undeniable that this long sword is still sharp and still has the ability to cut the neck of the enemy.

"Drink!" Under the armor, Memila twitched, mobilizing the eagle's grudge, and rushed towards the gray dwarf on her right with a thunderous thunder.

The most basic and most notable feature of the wind attribute is the speed.

It seems that Memela has realized the mystery of a battle of knights with wind attributes.

The gray dwarf on the right is the most injured one of the three gray dwarfs surrounding her. Almost all of her right arm was unloaded by Memila. Now she just sagged her left arm and held a handle The rusty short sword managed to resist Memila's offensive in fear.

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After half an hour, the battle finally ended.

Choosing the last and the strongest gray dwarf carotid artery, too late to examine his results, Memela collapsed on the ground.

At the moment before the coma, Memila's heart was lightly melancholy, did she disappoint the master again?

Looking at the tragic ending of the battle in the courtyard, Locke sighed, jumped to the center of the battlefield, first picked up Memela, and sent it to the stone chair on the side, a blue potion full of vigor and vitality was fed. The wound on Memela's body was slowly recovering under the action of the potion.

Close to Memira's chest, the gentle wind-type grudge was transported by Locke through Memela's heart. It is also the wind-type energy. The strength of the Rocky Knight's grudge is ten times stronger than Memela's. Grades.

Locke's grudge was transported into Memira's body and flowed all over her body and meridians. Not only could speed up Memela's body to absorb the medicine, but also take the opportunity to widen Memela's meridians and benefit her endlessly.

Don’t look at Locke’s very cold-blooded daily fight for Memila to fight the lower-ranking Asians. In fact, he still cares about his apprentice.

Memila, in a comatose state, felt that her body was gradually becoming warmer. She had just spent the hell-like battle, and now she seemed to have come to heaven again. Under the instinct of her body, she couldn't help but utter a bang.

Jiao Ping from the young girl made Locke's face blush. This man is sixty years old this year. He still hasn't changed his nature, but fortunately he hasn't been ashamed to deal with his apprentice, but only in the dead of night Locke couldn't help but miss the women who stayed in the three western islands.

Memela's body is under healthy repair. After resting her on the stone chair, Locke starts to clean up the mess in the courtyard.

Ashaer has no cleanliness, but she is also a female magician who cannot tolerate a bloody smell in her residence all year round, let alone sometimes see some biological internal organs and organs left in the garden.

After being reprimanded several times, Locke assumed the house cleaners.

Memila was too tired after the battle, and she was also responsible for breakfast, lunch and dinner for three people, so Locke could not trouble others.

Even a second-level ground knight must sweep the ground, and if it is passed back to the Prince's Mansion in the three islands in the west, the gang will have to break their glasses.

"Huh? This guy is not dead yet?" Locke looked at the low-level gray dwarf lying on the ground, carotid arteries were cut off by Memila.

Half of the rich plasma on the ground was contributed by this gray dwarf, and this is not dead. I am afraid it can no longer be attributed to the thick skin of the gray dwarf.

"It seems to be the little guy who understands the dark energy, let's save it, and the house is just missing a floor." Lock murmured, looking at the gray dwarf slave with only one breath left.