Coiling Dragon, I am different and detached

"Okay, okay, I'll go ask right away."

President Lu Qi was also a little flustered now. He had never thought of encountering so many bandits before.

However, before he came to Locke's carriage, he saw Locke had already come out of the carriage.

"Lord Locke."

President Lu Qi ran a few steps and came to Locke. While wiping the sweat on his forehead with a silk scarf, he asked Locke: "Lord Locke, the front of the caravan was intercepted by about a thousand bandits. Do you think we should take a step back now?"

Although President Lu Qi did not want to lose 50% of the goods, he could not question Locke's ability in front of Locke, right?

He could only express his concerns in this roundabout way.

Of course, if Locke said he wanted to take a step back, President Lu Qi would have to swallow the bitter fruit.

After all, it was because he formed such a large caravan that attracted so many bandits.

If it was just his own caravan, a bandit gang would have at most one or two hundred people, and in front of Lord Locke, it would not be able to make any waves at all.

"No need, President Luqi."

Although Locke didn't know that President Luqi had so many thoughts, Locke also looked down on the robbers.

The strong dared to swing the knife against the stronger.

The weak swung the knife against the weaker.

In Locke's view, the strength these robbers had, no matter what they did, they would live well.

But they were used to getting something for nothing, plundering wealth from the weak. Locke didn't meet such people, but if he met them, he would just deal with them.

Three years of fighting on the battlefield had made Locke realize the reality of this world.

After nodding to President Luqi, Locke came to the front of the caravan under the escort of four level six warriors.

"No, there is a magician in this caravan!"

When the leader of the Red Silk Bandits saw Locke appear, he was shocked.

Why is the status of a magician so much higher than that of a warrior?

There is no other reason, only strength.

A magician can kill a large number of warriors with a range of magic.

If this magician is just an intermediate magician, it's okay. The magic power is limited. For advanced warriors, resisting one or two intermediate magics will not be fatal.

But if it is a high-level magician, they are in danger!

High-level magic, whether in power or range, is several times stronger than intermediate magic.

On the battlefield, if you want to win or reduce casualties, the first thing to do is to kill the opponent's accompanying magician!

"Everyone, this caravan has a magician, all level 6 warriors, follow me to charge!"

"Kill the opponent's magician first, then discuss other things."

After the Red Silk Bandit leader finished speaking, he pulled out a giant sword from his back, stepped hard, stepped on the ground to make a big pit, and then suddenly jumped out more than ten meters and quickly rushed in the direction of Locke.

The remaining bandit leaders also drew their weapons at this moment and charged closely behind the Red Silk Bandit leader.

Of course, in order to prevent themselves and others from being caught in one fell swoop by a magic, everyone tried to disperse as much as possible.

"Protect Lord Locke!"

Seeing the robbers charging, the leader of the caravan's guards shouted and stood in front of Locke, leaning forward, ready to respond to the attack.

The robbers saw that their leaders had started to charge, and their subordinates would naturally not just stand there and watch. They shouted loudly and rushed towards the caravan.

Such a huge momentum made the guards of the caravan change their faces.

But it must be said that the guards have much more professional ethics than the robbers.

Even when facing the attacks of robbers who were nearly ten times more than themselves, the defensive formation of the caravan's guards did not mess up.

Facing these attacking robbers, Locke was not panicked at all.

When he was still a level 6 magician, Locke was not afraid.

What's more, now he has broken through the shackles and become a level 7 great magician.

The biggest difference between a level 7 magician and a level 6 magician is that, in addition to the liquefied magic power, there is also a mental power that is almost ten times stronger than that of a level 6 magician.

Moreover, Locke's understanding of the mysteries of the "Mist Illusion" law is three times stronger than before.

Facing these charging bandits, Locke stretched out his left hand to the front, and his huge mental power completely enveloped the more than 900 bandits in front of him.

After his mental power broke through and he understood more and stronger mysteries of the laws, Locke no longer needed to use the mist of the water mist technique as a carrier of his mental power.

Then, Locke's five fingers on his left hand suddenly closed, and he shouted: "Tianwu Baolun!"

"Vision-deprivation!"

"Hearing-deprivation!"

The nearly 1,000 bandits in front of him felt that they had lost their vision and hearing in an instant, and everything around them became extremely quiet.

"Ah, ah ah ah ah ah..."

"What's going on? Why can't I see?"

"My eyes, my ears..."

The charge that was just in good order was completely messed up at this moment.

Without vision, everyone's charge direction has changed.

More importantly, some robbers who stopped cautiously will soon be knocked down and trampled to death by the people behind who did not stop.

Some warriors, for their own safety, waved their weapons and attacked everyone who approached them.

Even the leaders of the eighteen robbers who rushed to the front were filled with fear at this moment.

When did they see such strange magic?

Don't magicians chant magic spells and use water or light elements to attack?

What kind of devil's magic is it to deprive vision and hearing like now?

Now, how can these robbers attack the caravan?

They were all in a mess, and many people shouted, cried, and begged for mercy, but they still waved their weapons beside them without hesitation, for fear that they would be knocked down or chopped by people close to them.

If he fell to the ground, he would definitely be trampled to death by countless people.

If he was hit by someone, he would be injured or die directly...

After breaking the charge of the robbers, the magic wand in Locke's hand lit up with blue light, and suddenly, more than ten ice blades appeared around Locke.

When Locke was level 6, he could only fully control the attack trajectory of three ice blades.

But when Locke became a level 7 great magician, more than a dozen ice blades were not Locke's limit.

Then, Locke waved his magic wand forward, and these more than ten ice blades left a trail of afterimages. Under the guidance of Locke's mental power, they quickly harvested the lives of these robbers.

In just three minutes, nearly a thousand robbers died in Locke's hands.