In addition to the shock, everyone was in great happiness. Now, with the addition of a level-4 mage, the original desperate situation was suddenly gone!
Some people present were so excited that they began to sob.
In the field, the magic power in Locke's hands had been condensed, and six swords with blazing flames were circling in front of him.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
He gently pushed the sword, making a sound of breaking the air, and stabbed towards the white-tailed hawk with fire.
The white-tailed hawk let out a cry and launched a sound wave to attack him, trying to shatter the long sword, but it was useless. The long sword was not affected at all, and it didn't even slow down a little, stabbing straight in the direction of the white-tailed hawk.
Sensing the dangerous aura contained in the sword, the white-tailed hawk didn't dare to take it head-on. It flapped its wings and dodged aside.