Chapter 4 Oolong
Since he knew that he could not escape at his speed, Locke naturally would not waste his energy. He walked out of the cave and came to an area with relatively dense trees, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

Based on the speed of the pursuer, Locke guessed that he was a level seven knight.

Magicians and Warriors, before level 6, the magician's level is one level higher than the warrior by default.

Because, when a magician releases magic, he only needs to consume a small amount of magic power as a trigger, and then a large amount of elemental power between heaven and earth will form powerful magic under the guidance of magic power.

Level 1 magic can pose a fatal threat to level 2 warriors.

Level 3 magic can pose a fatal threat to level 4 warriors.

Level five magic can pose a fatal threat to level six warriors.

Only when the warriors reach level seven, their fighting spirit can barely match the magic of the great magician.

Of course, this refers to the intensity.

If we are talking about the attack range, then the attack range of the Holy Domain Warriors is no match for the Holy Mage.

Only after reaching the divine realm, there is no difference between magicians and warriors.

At most, it's just a difference in fighting style.

Of course, Locke was not without confidence as it was his first time fighting against a level seven warrior.

Unlike ordinary sixth-level magicians, Locke has comprehended a little bit of the mystery of the "Mist of Psychedelic" law. The power of the magic released by Locke has been greatly enhanced just by the addition of this little bit of mystery to magic.

When he sensed that the enemy was approaching quickly, Locke did not hesitate and instantly released the "Water Mist Technique".

……

"Snapped!"

Among the three pursuers from the Temple of Light, the knight walking in front seemed to step on something, making a slight explosion.

"No, we were discovered."

"This guy has such a strong sense of vigilance."

"They actually set up a warning trap here."

The middle-aged knight in white armor glanced at the bubbles under his feet and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Two priests, it seems we have been discovered by that guy."

"In order to prevent that guy from escaping again, I will go meet him first. I'll trouble the two priests to come back later."

After saying this, the middle-aged knight didn't even wait for the two priests in magic robes to reply. He jumped up and ran forward at a high speed.

Along the way, the "pop" sound of bubbles was torn apart by the strong wind caused by his wild running and could not reach the ears of the middle-aged knight at all.

In order to increase his speed, the knight jumped more than ten meters high, using the treetops in the forest for support, and jumped several dozen meters further...

Soon, a thick fog appeared in the vision of the middle-aged knight...

……

"boom!"

Like a meteorite hitting the ground, the knight fell from a great height, creating a big hole in the ground.

Although the concentration of the water mist technique is sufficient, the physical fitness of a level seven warrior has undergone a qualitative change compared to a level six warrior.

The most important thing is that a sixth-level warrior should be free of illness and disaster, and his life span is 120 years.

For a seventh-level warrior, his lifespan is almost doubled, reaching the maximum limit of 200 years.

With the help of fighting spirit, the middle-aged warrior locked onto Locke's position at first sight, drew out the greatsword behind him, and slowly walked towards Locke.

"Sir, I have some doubts. May I ask you for advice?" Seeing this level 7 warrior walking straight towards him, Locke knew that his water mist technique was almost useless against people of this level.

But before the battle, Locke was still a little confused, so he asked the knight directly.

"I am just a high-level magician. During my escape, I was hunted down seventeen times, including you eighteen times."

"Could it be that the Temple of Light is willing to delay the occupation of other areas under the command of the Fifth Legion in order to encircle and wipe out our defeated troops?"

This is indeed Locke's doubt.

The battle between the Frost Empire and the Temple of Light is all about the power of faith.

The Fifth Legion of the Frost and Snow Empire was crippled. Logically, the people of the Temple of Light should have occupied this area as soon as possible, publicized the reputation of the Lord of Light, and let the people change their beliefs and provide more power of faith to the Lord of Light.

Why did they spare no effort in hunting down these defeated troops?
Of course, Locke didn't expect the other party to explain to him.

However, to Locke's surprise, the knight actually responded to Locke.

"No, Mr. Magician, I think you have misunderstood the question."

"It's not that we delayed the capture of this area in order to encircle you."

"In order to occupy this area, we sent out a total of 17 teams, but they were all killed by the magician."

"And in order to occupy this area as quickly as possible, the higher-ups sent me to follow the trail of the magician and eliminate the magician who was trying to delay the spread of the glory of the Lord God in the Temple of Light!"

"This……"

After hearing the answer from this level seven knight, Locke didn't know what to say for a moment.

It turned out that the seventeen pursuers he encountered were not out to kill him, but were simply troops sent by the Temple of Light to occupy the territory of the Frost Empire after defeating the Frost Empire's Fifth Legion.

However, because his escape route was the same as their advancing route, Locke thought that these were pursuers who were out to kill him, and he wiped out all seventeen teams.

"Ugh……"

After realizing this, Locke let out a sigh.

I am still too young.

If I had been patient and not attacked those soldiers, would I have escaped to a safe place in the Frost and Snow Empire by now?
However, regret is useless.

Now, the most important thing is to deal with this knight.

"Thank you for clearing up my confusion, sir."

"Since this is a misunderstanding, could you please pretend you didn't see me and let me go?"

"Mr. Magician, are you joking?"

“Whether it’s to seek justice for the people of those seventeen teams or to prevent the Frost and Snow Empire from having another strong man, I will never let you go.”

After saying this, the sword in the knight's hand suddenly burst out with a burst of white light.

Then, the middle-aged knight swung his sword, and a more than three-meter-long fighting spirit slashed horizontally to five meters to the right of Locke.

The reason why this knight from the Temple of Light talked so much to Locke was not just to help him clear up his doubts.

After several days of tracking, the knight already knew that Locke was an extremely cautious magician.

How could such a magician stand in front of me so carelessly?

Therefore, he judged that the magician in front of him might not be a real magician, but just a fake body created by that magician.

(End of this chapter)