Old Tawad's anger could not suppress this evil from happening right under his nose! He could only watch in grief as the sharp sword slashed at Locke's head. Locke's face was black with black liquid, and there was no expression to be seen.

At the same time as the old Tawad shouted angrily, the Holy Light reappeared in the Shura Hell, and Ral's sword slashed at the open shield of the Holy Light and was bounced out.

Before Locke could catch his breath, Ral attacked first, this time Locke quickly turned around, and the artifact Scamdor easily cut the ordinary weapon in Ral's hand in two. Without the weapon in his hand, Lal looked at Locke fixedly, with a confused look in his eyes, and Locke looked at him silently for a long time.

"Ral," Locke looked at him with difficulty, saddened by his betrayal, "Are you confused by this monster?" ”

Locke asked, pointing to the monster on the ground that was still twitching from time to time, and Locke had a hard time believing that Ral had betrayed him in the first place. He can only attribute that Ral may have been mentally controlled by this monster at some point in time.

"Darkness, everywhere! The shadows will swallow all the light! And you will eventually become my minions and shed the last drop of blood for me! ”

Ral's voice changed completely, and it seemed to be someone else. His language was fanatical and blind, and the muscles in his face were twisted and monstrous!

On the body of Crasis's fall, the viscous black liquid suddenly moved. As if they had life, they slowly flowed towards Ral, who was standing next to the monster's corpse.

See this! Locke quickly chanted in his mouth! The light appeared above his head from above, like a filter, struggling to drive the black liquid covering Locke's body downward.

To Locke's surprise, there were creatures in the shadows lurking in these black liquids. When the light came into contact with the black liquid, Locke could faintly hear their wails of pain. So, like a cat and mouse, the black liquid covered by Locke's body quickly detached from Locke's body itself!

They roamed around the ground like nimble snakes, rushing towards Lahr over there!

Locke watched in horror, and Lal stood numbly in place, letting the black liquid crawl on his body, burrowing into his body through his mouth, ears, and nostrils! Ral's face changed color in an instant, and the blood vessels on his blue-black face jumped up one by one, and some bulging things were afraid to come and go on his face, as if something in his body was about to jump out!

Locke subconsciously took a few steps back! This black liquid is really dangerous! This Crasis still wants to pit himself before he dies physically!

Thinking about whether this thing wanted to do the same on his face just now, Locke was secretly afraid, and he hurriedly gave himself a few spells to dispel!

While Locke was busy with himself, Ral finally began his own transformation. The plate armor on the surface of the body that had been tempered by the dwarven craftsmen was broken through by the muscles that had grown wildly from the inside, and tentacles came out of it, waving their teeth and claws. The armor below the legs was also broken into pieces of broken armor, and the legs became twisted, hideous, thick and deformed.

The worst thing is the head, just like those faceless, Lal can no longer see what the past looks like. The two tentacles on his face were also slowly stubbornly burrowing out of his broken facial bones.

Ral became a faceless being, aided by the black fluid in Krasis' body.

Holding Scamdo tightly, Locke looked at Ral quietly, he sighed and strode over, and Scamdo in his hand slowly raised.

While Ral was still familiar with his new body, Scamdo slashed him in the neck. Sensing the danger, Ral tried to raise his tentacles, which had become tentacles, to stop Locke's attack. But Scamdo seems to be the natural enemy of this monster. It easily pierced through the barrier of the two tentacles, slashing heavily at Ral's neck, and the shattered and unshapely head flew up with the two tentacles.

The shield of holy light splashed on Locke's body was evaporated into smoke and dust, and Locke quietly watched the twitching Lal on the ground... How did this always pious and resolute captain of the Iron Guard become like this? Was he a believer in the ancient gods? Or was it that when I was in the passage just now, I was controlled by this monster?

Alas, Locke sighed inwardly, and turned and walked over to the tentacles that were still wrapped around the old Tawad. With his sword in hand, old Tawad fell heavily from the sky and fell on the surrounding sarcoma.

Losing the nourishment supply from his roots, Old Tawad easily tore off the tentacles on his body, and he stood up and looked at Locke before he could speak.

"Needless to say, Lord Tawad." Locke looked at him with a reluctant smile, "I trust him!" Ral died in battle with this monster, and his spirit deserves to be remembered forever! ”

"Yes, sir. Ral is a brave warrior," Old Tawad sighed, looking at the monster who was once called Ral who was still twitching on the ground, and he touched his body for a while, then pulled out an alchemy bottle and poured it on the still twitching bodies of Ral and Crasis.

"This thing can't be killed, we need to think of another way." Locke watched old Tawad at work there, and he couldn't help but say, "We need to find something else." ”

"They will go into a recovery state after they die. It can slowly collect shadows in the air in preparation for the next resurrection. Locke walked over to Crasis's corpse, and he looked down at Crasis, whose eyes were still open, "We need to burn its whole body away, ordinary fire can't do that." ”

"Then use the Holy Light!" Old Tawad took the words without thinking, and he took out a bottle of potion from his body and poured it on the ground, "These accelerants will help the Holy Light burn their corpses, I hope this will be useful." ”

Pulling out Scamdo, Locke came to Crasis's head. Soladin said that it was Scamdo who had put it to sleep for so long, so try Scamdo and try it on its head a few more times to see if you can kill it! Even if it can't, it can consume its strength, making it lose the ability to resist in the next scorching of the Holy Light.

When Scamdo thrust into Crasis's forehead, the monster suddenly opened its eyes again. In those huge and dark eyes, Locke clearly saw his own reflection! Locke sneered, pulled out Scamdo, and thrust it into its head again and again!

What's wrong with remembering me? Originally, I am the two opposite sides of you, and you can let me go if I beg for mercy?

In the dreary cave hall, the dancing tentacles around slowly shrank. As if they had run out of fuel, they fell to the ground.

Pulling out the Scamdor, Locke looked at the blade of the sword, the changed shape of the Scamdo still exuded the chill of the forest, and there were no stains on it. No one could have imagined that such an ordinary long sword would be the sword of the Human Emperor Soladin. Artifact, Scamdor Slayer.

There was a subtle fluctuation in the air, and it was a strange fluctuation that Locke felt. As if knowing that something was going to appear there, he looked at the place where the fluctuations were occurring.

The ghost of the Human Emperor Soladin slowly condensed there, and he stared at the corpse of the monster that fell to the ground, and said with emotion. "It's been thousands of years, and the curse I've been carrying for thousands of years has finally been removed. I could feel the evil creature, and it was finally no longer here. In this mountain range, this evil has finally disappeared. ”

Soradin turned his head to look at Locke, who looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, kid. Although you are not my descendant, what you have done makes me still proud of you. You are a qualified candidate, and my sword is yours. Scamdor is not just a king's sword, it also belongs to the battlefield, not this tomb. ”

Soradin rubbed Scamdor's cold blade in Locke's hand, "It's made by a master swordsmith and infused with elven magic, and the elves of Quel'Salas should still remember it." If you come into contact with them, they may treat you differently because of this sword. ”

"In the end, Scamdo has been buried in this monster for hundreds of thousands of years, and I don't know if this monster will affect it, but you need to pay attention to it. But what I do know is that it will definitely be your right-hand man. ”

Soladin looked at Locke with a smile, waved at him, and then with a satisfied smile, slowly walked into the distance and disappeared into thin air.

"Great Human Emperor," said Old Tavard, who came to Locke's side and looked at the place where Soladin had disappeared with emotion, "his responsibility and his courage have allowed him to persist in fighting this monster here for countless years. Although this does not make up for his guilt of breaking the seal of the Tyre Mausoleum, at least let us see clearly that this is indeed a man of responsibility and noble character! ”

Turning around and patting Locke on the shoulder, old Tawad looked at him with a smile, "I hope you will also be a compassionate and responsible king as this emperor has commented, and don't let your people be displaced and panic all day." ”

"What about you?" Locke turned his head and looked at the captain of the Tyre Guard calmly, "Your mission should also be over, do the Tyre Guards still have to live here alone, so that all this existence of Tyre will quietly disappear into the long river of history?" ”

"As you said, the Knights of the Silver Hand need the Silver Hand, and they need this weapon of Tyr to inform every paladin of Tyr's noble past. But without your statement, Tyr's history would have pale in comparison. ”

Locke smiled and looked at the sarcomas all around him, "The history of Tyr, and all the singing and crying things that happened around Tyr, need to be told to all humans with the help of you. ”

"Come down the mountain with me, and I'll build a temple to Tyre in Ivah, wherever you need it. The Tyr Guards should also join the Knights of the Silver Hand, which is what Tyre wants every Tyre Guard to do. After all, isn't protecting the weak the purpose and willingness of Tyr's life? ”