Chapter 279: Warlock

Locke fled all the way to the bottom of the tree, and when he looked back, the poisonous fog was still spreading. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hold on! I'll drag you up!! Rhine in the tree was shouting eagerly.

Locke hurriedly grabbed one of the vines that Rhine had dropped, and with Rhine's help, he climbed to the top of the tree in a few clicks.

When Locke looked back, the place he had been standing had been consumed by the plague.

As far as Locke could see, the entire valley was under the influence of this brownish poisonous mist.

"It's terrible," said Locke, with a sigh of apprehension, "the effect of these plagues is so strong! ”

Under the influence of the brown poisonous mist, this valley was originally full of life, but now it has become quiet. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of some puppet undead skeleton walking, and now these non-living forms are not affected by these poisonous mist.

"These plagues were beyond my expectations, and I didn't expect them to be so powerful!" Apparently little De Rhein was also a little surprised, and she looked at the black crystal in her hand, which was also carved with some strange patterns.

"When I saw you fighting the psychic of the Scourge Legion, I controlled those aerostats to fly above you, I just wanted it to take out of work!" Rhine said apologetically, and then she pointed under the tree, "I didn't expect them to be so powerful!" It can turn a living person directly into a skeleton in an instant! ”

Locke looked in the direction of Xiao De's finger, and suddenly there were many more puppet skeletons on the ground that were still stained with blood on their skeletons. Apparently these skeletons were the victims of the previous poisonous mist, the members of the Cursed Sect.

"They deserve to die! Such a death would not make up for the sins they had committed in Lordaeron! Locke sneered, "This is really evil and evil retribution!" ”

"However, we should be glad that these poisonous fogs are not spreading upwards," Locke smiled and pointed to the poisonous fog below, "If they spread upwards, I think it will be difficult for us to resist their effects!" ”

"Wait, don't move yet." Rhine suddenly stopped Locke, who looked at him suspiciously.

"Sit still and don't move! I see some bad things in you, and I need to find them out! ”

Rhine asked Locke to finish on the branches, she closed her eyes, placed her hands flat on her chest, palms facing up, and muttered in a low voice.

A stream of green and rich life energy appeared in her hand, and Rhine opened her eyes and pushed her palm forward, and the green energy mass submerged into Locke's body.

A tingling sensation appeared in him, and then Locke felt like a large stone in his chest had disappeared.

Above his head, a large cloud of shadow energy was forced out. It turned into a black face with slight features, and that face let out a miserable cry that turned into a light smoke.

"What is this?"

Apparently Locke also heard that scream, when did this kind of thing still exist in his body?

"This is the curse that those psychics put on you," Rhein looked at him with a smile, "Didn't you see those psychics unleash a few curses on you when you were fighting just now?" ”

Locke thought about it, and there was such a thing.

"Won't this curse be lifted on its own?" Locke couldn't help but wonder a little that in the game, this curse will be lifted when the time comes, and in this real world, he really doesn't know what is going on.

"You human priests can lift this curse, but I've heard that your paladins, who are skilled in healing, can also lift this curse. Of course, we druids can also be lifted. Rhine looked at Locke with some curiosity, these things are not a secret on this continent.

Those who are capable of adventuring outside will more or less encounter some intelligent beings with bad intentions who sacrifice their souls to demons, and their signature skill is curses. If you don't find someone to lift this curse, it will affect you for the rest of your life. They will subtly affect your body, slowly torturing an otherwise sturdy warrior to the bone.

That's why adventurers who are out and about know the famous saying, that is, don't easily offend a professional with spell-casting abilities, because you don't know if he will secretly curse you.

"However, there are also some curses that take effect immediately." Rhine looked at Locke with a smile, "You wouldn't want to encounter such a curse. ”

"Is the language cursed?" Locke knew this curse in the game in his previous life, and it was a must-have skill for warlocks and mages when PK.

In the previous games, the Warlock's curses were the Elemental Curse, the Pain Curse, the Fatigue Curse, the Doom Curse, the Language Curse, the Reckless Curse, and the Weakness Curse.

So many curses are basically obvious in terms of the effect of verbal curses, and the others are all subtly affecting people.

"Oh? Do you know a lot? Rhine glanced at the poisonous mist that was gradually beginning to dissipate below, and continued to chat with Locke, "Yes, it's a verbal curse. This curse takes effect immediately, making it impossible to communicate in your native language, not even in any other language, but only in demonic language. ”

"It's painful, but wouldn't it be good if I was talking to a demon?" Locke smiled and said, "This saves you a language." ”

Rhine glanced at Locke in surprise, but immediately looked at him with a smile, "You are the most special of all the humans I have ever met. Other humans don't think so, they only have fear of demons. ”

"And face-to-face conversations with demons aren't as simple as you might think." Rhine shook his head slightly and said, in the land under the control of the night elves, there are many demons there, and as a druid, Rhine must have come into contact with a lot.

"We'll be able to go down in a moment," Rhine whispered as he looked at the dissipating poisonous mist below, "Nature is trying to digest these things that are harmful to intelligent creatures, and it is our protector. ”

"Yes, nature is inclusive." Locke nodded in agreement with Rhine. This can be seen in the world of the previous life, where the pollution can be seen everywhere.

How many pollutants does the earth take on every year, but even then it is still trying to purify itself, otherwise human beings would have gone extinct long ago.

"Now that your mission is complete, I think the scum of the Cursed Sect here should all be dead, right?!" Locke looked at the new skeletons on the battlefield in the distance and said, "Without a psychic to control these puppets and those plague spreaders, the natural environment here will become normal sooner or later." ”

"Yes!" Rhine nodded happily, "Thanks to your help, if it were just me, I might not have been able to do this." ”

"Now, let's go down. It's time to help you find the undead in Talon County. ”

The poisonous fog in the valley gradually dissipated, leaving only a large number of skeletons wandering haphazardly. These plagues are indeed very powerful, they can directly kill lives, and shape the white bones in the body into puppets.

This is more than a cut above the pharmacists of the Forsaken.

Locke followed Rhine and walked towards the nearest psychic tower. This time she did not turn into a leopard, and from time to time she took out her own pocket and scattered some green seeds on the ground on the way.

"What are you doing here?" Locke asked curiously.

"I'm sowing life." Apparently pleased with Rhine, she sprinkled the seed in her hand on the ground, and she beckoned Locke to take a closer look.

Then Locke was amazed to find that the seeds on the ground had just been sprinkled on the ground and had sunk into the soil, and soon a green meadow appeared on the ground.

"These seeds have been specially treated, and they are able to adapt to all kinds of harsh environments, which is very good for the restoration of nature." Rhine diligently sprinkled the seeds in his hand while explaining to Locke.

However, Locke soon discovered that the grass on the ground soon withered.

"What's going on?" Locke pointed to the dead grass on the ground and surrounded Rhine, "Why did they die so quickly?" ”

Rhine may not have thought of this question, she frowned and squatted down to observe for a while, and said uncertainly, "Maybe this land is too deeply corroded by the plague?" Need further purification? ”

Rhein stopped moving her hands, and since she found it useless, she stopped insisting.

Along the way, Locke kills several waves of newly formed skeletons, which have no weapons and can only rely on instinct, coming forward to scratch and bite. Locke didn't even make a move, and a Holy Light trial was stoned to death.

"You're waiting for me here? Shall I go in and have a look? Locke asked Rod, standing in front of the steps of the Psychic Tower.

"I'd better go in with you," Rodt declined Locke's offer to go in alone, "and if you're in any danger, I can help you too." ”

"Oh well! I'll go to the front, and you can just watch from the back. With that, Locke strode up the steps to the closed door.

Locke pushed his hand, and the door creaked open. It was pitch black inside, there was not a single lamp for practice, and it seemed that the people inside were also poisoned.

"There's no one in there?" Locke turned back to Rhine and said, "I don't know if there's a skull I need." ”

With a sword in his right hand, Locke strode into the dark psychic tower.

Suddenly, a tyrannical shadow energy exploded in front of Locke, and Locke was directly blown up by the tyrannical shadow energy.

"Oops! Hit! This sentence rang in Locke's mind for the first time.

"Be careful!!" Rhine's reminder also came along.

A huge black fist smashed into Locke's chest, and Locke was smashed straight out and slammed into the wall inside the psychic tower, falling down and knocking down countless bottles and cans.

"Ashrama"

Locke faintly heard a short incantation, and then the lights in the psychic tower turned on.

When Locke, who was spinning in the sky, was helped up by Xiao De, he found out that there were still people in this psychic tower!

A female high elf was standing in the middle of the psychic tower, and next to her, a fat man composed of blue void energy about two and a half meters tall was looking at her with eyes the size of soybeans.

"Blue Fat Man!" Locke blurted out!

It's a warlock!