Chapter 584 (1/2)

The battle ended much faster than Harrick thought.

Thanks to the help of Locke, a sudden first-class strong man.

In the past, harlek was conceited because he rarely met an enemy among his first-class knights. Now he saw the scene of Locke waving to strangle the first-class digital beast. Harlek sighed that, sure enough, one mountain is higher than another in the world.

The strength of Locke's Quasi second-class knights, needless to say, has naturally been recognized by this knight team.

Coupled with Locke's Knight hall identity badge, no one doubts his origin.

"Brother Locke, are you a lone knight?" After the battle, a knight didn't clean the battlefield, but came up and asked curiously.

Lone knights are a group of high-level knights who are extremely confident in their own strength. They rarely act in teams. Instead, as powerful nodes on the battlefield, they have the authority to support any regiment at any time.

Such Knights generally have to have the strength of second-class knights.

Of course, there will be some first-class knights who are powerful and have very special and powerful abilities to undertake such tasks.

This kind of mission, because it is operated alone, has a high risk factor, and participates in the battle to support others. It is difficult to divide the spoils after the battle, so the knight hall is responsible for supplying and subsidizing them.

"No." Locke shook his head and inserted the bloody wide bladed sword into the ground.

His armor is much more primitive than those knights. The self-made volcanic salamander armor is not as good as the demonized armor made by alchemists, so his arm was unfortunately attacked by female evil Warcraft and cut two holes.

This little injury is insignificant for a formal knight, as long as the dark elements in it are controlled not to spread to the whole body.

Looking up and drinking a bottle of intermediate recovery medicine, Locke walked to the leader of the team, where Harrick was.

This is the center of the evil female monster tribe and the center of the arc front composed of more than a dozen evil female beasts.

On the ground, there are 20 eggs with complex black patterns, as well as more than a dozen and a half large small demon beasts with their heads cut off.

These eggs were well preserved, only a few were damaged by the aftermath of the battle, and most of them still showed a breath of life.

"Take down the useful materials from these young demon beasts, and then contact the nearest floating ship to come here and transport these digital beast eggs as soon as possible!" Harrick said to one of his knights.

Locke looked down and observed the dozens of intact digital animal eggs for a while. As the eggs of first-class Warcraft creatures, they had no characteristics.

Locke stopped looking when he stopped looking.

When he saw Locke coming, Harrick turned to give Locke a knightly salute and handed him something he had already prepared.

A pair of sparsely feathered black wings and a semicircular Black Skull came from the female demon beast that Locke helped harick kill.

"Brother Locke, you deserve it." Maybe he was worried that Locke would refuse, Harrick said directly when he came up.

Black wings are the power source of a female evil monster, similar to the magic core of Warcraft, while the Black Skull is the essence of a female demon animal, and is the best quality alchemy material.

Locke accepted the gift without changing his face, and then asked his most concerned question, "do you know how long this attack on the dark area will last?"