"Ah~, it turns out that you two rats ruined everything outside!" The High Elves stood on a protruding ritual platform, surrounded by giant golem skeletons with their hands on their chests, standing behind her. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Farther behind her, many skeleton warriors stood motionless as if they had no souls, and where the walls were recessed, there were many bottles and jars.

"If this old bastard Sclauer hadn't been turned into an undead by the plague, then I would have done this, but then plucked his skin and made him my puppet warrior!" The High Elf sat comfortably in the tall chair behind her, holding a crystal clear goblet from the table beside her, pouring blood-red wine and tasting it down.

"Do you want to have a little? The best quel'salas sour plum juice! The High Elf gestured to Locke with a goblet, "A human can come here and make a mess of our camp, I have to say you're very strong!" ”

The High Elf ignored the Night Elves around him, even though their ancestors were elves.

"Thanks for the compliment, I don't think I need your sour plum juice." Locke shook his head slightly, motioning for Rhine not to support himself.

"Huh!?" The High Elf put down her glass, and she stared at the robes on Locke's chest for a moment, "A high-ranking officer of the Crusaders? Are you a paladin?! ”

"Don't think about delaying the High Elves, your minions outside have been poisoned by your plague. Besides, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, I'm here to have something to do. The stirring vertigo in Locke's mind finally left, and he waved the sword in his hand.

"Seeing that you are a High Elf, I can spare your life and atone for your previous mistakes!" Locke pointed the sword in his hand at the High Elves, "You're alone!" Let's get caught! ”

"Hahahaha!" The High Elf looked up and laughed wildly, revealing the curves of the slender's figure under the warlock's tight black and red robes.

The elf looked down at Locke with a wicked smile on his face.

"Humans, I have to say that you are all so stupid and arrogant, just like Gallisus back then!" The elf held out his fingers with black gloves trimmed with purple lavender and dangled in front of him. "Where did you see that I was alone?"

"Thracruz .....," the elf's mouth suddenly began to speak.

Locke suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the villains in the script all recruited a group of younger brothers at this time.

Sure enough, as the Blood Elf's spell continued, all the skeletons in this psychic tower that had been composed and stood still moved.

The skeletons were all dressed in heavy armor and had shields and weapons in their hands.

"And now? Mankind? The Blood Elf stepped back into her chair, her thigh resting on her other leg. Under the black and red robe, a trace of white thighs was exposed.

The Blood Elf took a sip of the contents of the goblet that had been placed aside.

"You're wrong about one thing, I'm not a High Elf anymore! Now I'm a Sindore! I will always be loyal to my Royal Highness Prince Kael'thas !! ”

"Under the leadership of the prince! We, Sindore, will finally take on the responsibility of revitalizing Quel'Thalas! We, the Blood Elves, will bring those who owe us Sindore to their knees and beg for mercy! ”

Locke looked at the elf's face, and on that delicate face, there was a beating green flame in the pupils!

Sure enough, this is a Sindore! A blood elf!

It's just that most of the blood elves followed Kael'thas to the Outlands? The rest are in Quel'Thalas, why is there still a remnant here?

"Didn't you all follow your prince to the Outlands? Why didn't you follow? Locke smiled and said, "Have you been abandoned by your prince?" And your present people will not accept you? So you have no choice but to come here and join the Scourge that destroyed your homeland. Oh, what a poor elf! ”

"Shut up!" The blood elf suddenly shouted angrily, raised his hand a little Locke, and a black shadow energy flew quickly towards Locke.

Locke's mouth tightened, and a long, wicked language came out of his mouth.

Rhine, who was next to her, instantly raised her hands, and life energy appeared in her hands, lifting Locke's language curse.

"Oh, devilish language, what vulgar language!" Locke said with a grin, he remembered one of the blood elves F4 in his previous life, and said a joke that he often said, and said it with a slight change.

The Blood Elf then turned her head and glared at the Night Elf beside Locke, this Cadore had no other expression, she still looked at the Sindore Warlock above calmly.

"Hmph, for these powers! For the sake of my Royal Highness the Prince, what is it for me to be wronged?! The Blood Elf spread out her hands and signaled everything in the psychic tower, and the green evil fire and black shadow energy appeared around her.

"These powerful forces are beyond my reach in Quel'Thalas! They are ten thousand times more powerful than the Arcane! The blood elves looked at Locke and Rhine with contempt. The thrill of this power is something you will never experience! ”

Before the words fell, the blood elf turned the two clouds of energy suspended in his hand towards Locke's position.

"Get out of the way!"

Locke pushed Rhine away, and he stretched forward his empty left hand. A dazzling light emerged from his left hand, forming a thick semicircular shield directly in front of his body.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Burning evil energy, and entangled shadow energy, slammed into the shield of holy light with a zizzling sound.

"Alright human, it's time for me to go!" The Blood Elf slowly stood up from her chair, and she looked at Locke and Rhine with contempt, "I have more important things to do!" What the?! You say I'm going to stay here and be buried with these dead people? Are you kidding?! I'm not in league with these dead people, I'm just... Learnable elves. I'm going back to Quel'Thalas to secure the throne for His Royal Highness! ”

The blood elf was a little nostalgic, looking around at the psychic tower, and she muttered in her mouth, "I have learned a powerful power here that no one else has learned, it's time to go back and develop some disciples to pave the way for His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

"Are you going to stop her?" Rhein turned to Locke and asked, "She probably knows where the things you need are!" ”

"No," Locke shook his head, he stared at the ceremony platform in front of him, where a green portal appeared out of thin air, "let her go, the destruction of this scourge camp has achieved your purpose." Moreover, there is no need for us to fight her to the death here, this blood elf is obviously not of the same mind as these natural disasters. ”

The Blood Elf, who had already stepped into the portal with one foot on the high platform, suddenly turned her head, and she looked at Locke and Rhine with a wicked smile, "Before you go, I will give you some gifts, lest you be too lonely." ”

She waved her hand, and the skeletal warriors who had been standing behind her rushed towards them with their hands, feet, and limbs.

"Goodbye! Humans, and that old witch, have lived for 10,000 years, aren't they annoying? The Blood Elf sneered a few times, "I wish you all fun!" Oh, I forgot to tell you! ”

The Blood Elf temporarily stopped her footwork, and she pointed to the Psychic Pagoda and said, "Do you know what the Psychic Pagoda is here for?" Yes, as you can see, all three towers are factories used to make puppet soldiers for the Scourge Legion. ”

No wonder Locke saw various skeletons on the walls and ground in the distance.

"When you came in, did you see a lot of skeletons? No, yes! The Blood Elf smiled irrepressibly, "Because those skeletons are buried under this valley, and when these puppets receive the orders of their masters, they will crawl out of the ground and rush towards your town, drowning you humans!" ”

"It's just that now they've been activated by me in advance! Come to think of it, the valley is full of skeletons now! Believe me! You don't want to see them in a dense package. Oh, just thinking about it makes me tingle! The hands of the Blood Elf figure were crossed over his chest, and his body looked like he was trembling with fear.

She smirked at Locke, then blinked, "Goodbye!" ”

Watching the Blood Elf and the Blue Fat Man disappear behind that portal, Locke couldn't help but frown. He and Rhein had heard the clatter of walking outside.

"Close the door and don't get spotted by the skeletons outside, or we'll be trapped here! Leave the enemies here to me, and help me when the time is right! Locke waved the sword in his hand and rushed towards the inside of the psychic tower, the puppet skeleton that had been activated.

Rhine nodded and turned to close the door to the tower, and by the time she turned her head, Locke was already in the middle of a battle with dozens of heavily armed skeletons in the hall.

The Sword of Omen has participated in more battles today than ever before. The divine runes on the sword body were constantly charged, attaching the brilliant holy light energy to the sword body, and the long sword was swung out and slashed at the necks of the undead, and the heads of the undead kept flying.

"Whoosh!"

Out of the corner of Locke's eyes, he saw a black shadow flying over, and he couldn't help but feel a loud alarm in his heart, and a cool voice flew over his head with his head lowered.

"Be careful!" Rhine's anxious voice rang out from behind Locke, followed by Petr's quick incantation.

Locke's body was covered with a layer of bark at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was green at first and then turned gray at a rapid rate, and then wrapped Locke.

"Boom!!"

"Poof!"

Locke felt a shock in his heart, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out with the huge impact force.

What the hell!!

"Boom!" Locke slammed into the wall, and he sat on the ground and felt dizzy for a moment.

A strong breath of life soaked into his body from outside the body, and the chest that was constantly churning became much better, and Locke's throat was sore, and he vomited out his morning meal.