Chapter 295 Back to Camp

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It was night. In a certain area on the inner side of the city wall in the Beicheng District, a black shadow quickly shuttled through it, and each of the low-strength activated goblin guards were knocked down before they could react.

After flicking the blood from his hands, the upper body was in human appearance, and the lower body was in the form of a pear man. Locke began to place something in this area.

"It's almost there." Locke said in a low voice, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

After that, he ran to the Nancheng District without looking back. On the ground, the corpses of the activated goblin soldiers seemed to be quietly telling what happened just now.

In the second half of the night, when the revitalized goblin soldiers who were patrolling the shift discovered a major incident in this corner of the Beicheng District, before they could get the news out, a shattering explosion sounded in the Beicheng District.

Greater confusion ensued.

In the thick smoke billowing, countless ordinary activated goblins in the misty city, in panic, worried that an intruder appeared, because in the previous activated goblin world, except for Tianlei, there has never been an explosion of this level.

Only those alien invaders with terrifying strength have this kind of power.

In the fear of the civilians at the bottom of the activated goblin, in the investigation of the activated goblin soldiers, when the top activated goblin powerhouses in the city turned their eyes away, Locke, who concealed all his breath, sneaked to Nancheng District.

A hand-knife knocked down the three activated goblin soldiers in front of him. Before the other activated goblins could react, Locke burst into full strength and forcibly rushed out of the South City Gate.

Once the breath of the knight broke out, the bottom-level activated goblins were fine. Most of them didn't know what it meant. A few quasi-knight-level high-level activated goblins rushed over from the northern city at the fastest speed.

Unfortunately, when they reached the Nancheng District across an entire city, Locke had already left, leaving only a trace of his representative presence in the air.

"Damn it!" Among the three activated goblin generals who rushed over, the lemon man general was standing in the middle. He was very familiar with this aura, and he couldn't guess. The one who escaped under his hands twice before was probably this one. intruder.

Shouting at his colleague, "I'll go after him!", the Lemon Man general just took two steps, and the city lord of Jingguo Man, who was dressed in white and clear, suddenly fell from the sky and blocked it.

"It's too late to chase now, the top priority is to stabilize the chaos in the city, and always be on guard against the arrival of intruders!" No one dared not listen to the words of the City Lord of Jinguoren.

No matter how angry the general of the Lemon Man is, no matter how unwilling he is, he has to endure it.

"Yes!" All the revitalized goblin generals present answered in unison, they dispersed, and gathered their soldiers.

Judging from the attitude and information revealed by the city lord, these activated goblin generals also obviously know that there will be a fierce battle next.

Facing the mysterious and ferocious invaders, these activated goblin soldiers and generals only knew a thing or two through the mouths of the refugees who fled. Now they finally have to see it. Except for a trace of fear, these powerful activated goblin generals still have a lot of heart in their hearts. A little pretentious.

Looking at the white crystal mist that has protected his clan for so long outside the city, the city master of Jingguo sighed, "This time, it may be more difficult to get through the difficulties than expected." , when he looked at that area again, the expression of the city lord of Jingguo was dignified and respectful.

Outside the city, Locke, who was full of strength, did not dare to stop for a moment, and rushed towards the direction of the Santa troop at full speed.

At this time, Locke and the image that is no longer the appearance of the pear man, the cloak of concealment, after maintaining it for the last time, finally, in a burst of elemental disorder, it was completely scrapped.

Ignoring the possible recurrence of the old injury on his body, Locke buried his head in a mouthful of the reagent he took out from the space ring, and continued to rush forward.

This time, he suffered a big loss. Not only was he seriously injured by the Lemon Man Activated Goblin, he lost half of his strength directly, and even the inventory in his space ring was reduced by more than half.

The explosion caused in the northern part of Mist City caused a sensation in the entire city of activated goblins, but the price was that all of Locke's magic props and one-third of the fire scrolls were consumed.

In order to enhance the explosion effect, the use of those fire scrolls was a last resort for Locke. Because there was no releaser's mental power or vindictive stimulation to release, the explosion could only be driven by the most primitive elemental explosion.

It can be said that those fire scrolls that were thrown there by Locke only activated the fire energy contained in them, and did not mobilize the elemental power in the air at all.

In the eyes of magicians, those magics can't even be called magic, and the application rate of elements is too low!

"This time, if you don't give me some compensation, I will take Angelina to find the master's theory." Locke still muttered in his heart as he ran.

The Santa troop was not far from Mist City. Locke ran out of Mist City in the early morning and rushed back to the Santa Camp at noon.

Guarding outside the camp is a giant chimpanzee with a body size of four meters and a giant green hook bird with a wingspan of three meters.

Ignoring the ingratiating gestures of these two high-level beasts, Locke strode to the official magician's residence in the center of the camp.

The two high-level beasts obviously knew Locke and did not dare to block them in the slightest. The two beasts nodded and bowed as they watched Locke leave.

In the tent, Babrina, who was sitting high in the first place, had already received the news that Locke had returned.

The formal magicians who have the soul imprint of all slave creatures can rely on the spirit of slave creatures.

In the soul fluctuation, they got the news they wanted.

And all around the camp are the eyeliners left by the magicians, and all kinds of magic tools for warning and detection emerge in an endless stream.

In the tent, in addition to Magician Babrina, Magician Asha was also sitting next to him. Locke tilted his head and looked around. Sure enough, on the other side of the tent, Angelina and Dini were both red-eyed. Looking at Locke worriedly.

Locke's situation at this time did not look good, his breath was unstable, and the appearance of being seriously injured surprised several magicians in the tent.

"Quick, ask Master Keira to come over and show Locke." Babrina shouted at the magic apprentice on duty outside the camp.

"I'll go!" Without anyone else, Diane rolled up her sleeves and ran to Master Keira's residence.

Angelina, with red eyes, ran over worriedly and supported Locke's body.

Mage Ashar stared at Locke suspiciously for a while, then the corners of his mouth rose, as if he had found something, showing a sneer.

The severely injured Locke, who was shown below, glanced at him from the corner of his eye and found that everyone in the tent looked like he cared about him at this time, and that Master Babrina also had two points of sincerity.

Secretly relieved, this play was not in vain.

Locke was indeed seriously injured, but not to the point where others needed to help him.

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