Locke cut off the skull head that was stuck on the stairs from behind and couldn't turn around, and the skeleton that lost its head in front of it instantly lost its movement and slowly scattered on the stairs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He stepped on the skull, and the soul fire instantly floated out and spread in the air. Some of these soul fires dipped into Locke's body, while others dissipated into the air and returned to nature.

As the oil lamps on the wall lit up more and more, the space became clearer.

The second half of this layer of the tomb is completely different from the first half, with no coffins and skeletons. Some were just stacked shields, chain mail discarded in various parts, and rows of weapon racks against the wall, on which were knives, guns, axes, hammers, clubs, and other old equipment.

Locke walked over to the wall and looked at the weapons on the rack.

These weapons vary in style and size, and obviously they won't be built in one place, but as for the way they came from, they may have been the weapons used by the Lordaerons in the past.

The weapon was covered with a thick yellow substance similar to engine oil, and the weapon did not look rusty or worn in the slightest.

Locke threw away the broken longsword in his hand, picked a two-handed greatsword from the weapon rack, swung it for a while, and then put it back in place, and soon his eyes lit up, and he saw the one-handed axe used by the heavy skeletons just now.

The axe was slightly smaller than the skeleton's hand, but Locke picked it up just right, and thought that he would be cooperating with Kuleman in attacking the necromancer Dalgao, so he crouched on the ground and picked up a round shield.

With a shield in his left hand and a one-handed axe in his right hand, Locke felt good after wielding it for a while, and then went to the weapon rack and took three small one-handed axes to stick on his belt and use them as throwing weapons.

Locke, who felt good about himself, set his eyes on the end of the aisle, the swarthy and lightless entrance to the lower level, and it was time to go down to Dalgau to make a break.

Dargao is a quest monster in the Agamandel family graveyard in WOW, and Locke has the impression that he can do some simple dark magic, such as shadow arrows, curses, etc., and at the same time can use some ice spells, such as ice arrows.

But as the last boss of this tomb, his signature skill should be to pull up the dead bodies and skeletons, and the zombies and skeletons here are all summoned by him, but this game is not.

Locke's mind searched hard for memories of his past life, about Dalgo, but he didn't stop, and soon he came to the bottom of the tomb.

Surprisingly, the bottom of the tomb was lit with torches around it.

Not far away was a figure standing hidden in a cloak, and as soon as Locke came down, he began to speak.

"Ah~~ Look who is here, a strong human? I wonder how you had the courage to come to this dark, damp, and dangerous place? ”

The man, hidden in his cloak, paced back and forth in front of him, babbling as he spoke.

"Dalgao?"

Locke asked.

"If you're talking about the once, that Agamande mill town, that vile and shameless villain Dargau, then it's me. Of course, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that you're going to die soon. ”

Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

The villain let out a short, malevolent laugh.

"You just have what you can do, and you want to kill me? Do you think too highly of yourself, Dalgau, and break your armor with those rotten bones outside? Dhargau! Your time of death has come! ”

"Fool, kill some cannon fodder outside, do you think you're invincible? The mighty necromancer Dargao will kill you with his own hands, give your strong body to the great Lich King as a slave, and your soul will be forever twisted by me in my staff, and endure endless torture and pain! ”

"Dalgau! You will atone for the many sins you have committed! Accept the judgment of the Light! ”

Holding a one-handed axe in his right hand, Locke pointed at Dalgao from afar, and a stream of holy light energy was drawn from his body, appearing above Dalgao's head in the form of a hammer, and smashed down.

On Dalgo's side, only a bone-wilted arm was left protruding from his cloak, clutching a wand topped with a glimmering red gem.

He held the staff above his head, and soon along the staff he raised, a cloud of shadows appeared, enveloping him around his body, forming a shadow shield.

The hammer of light slammed into the Shadow Shield, emitting neither a strong glow nor a sound, before dissipating into the air.

"See? Stupid human, your light doesn't work for me! Come and see the true power of the powerful necromancer Dargao! ”

Before Locke could be surprised as to why the light had lost its effect, the ground beneath his feet shook violently.

Bone arms burst out of the ground from beneath their feet.

One skeleton after another came out of the ground.

In the distance, Dargao also stretched out his arm and shouted at Locke.

"Your power has abandoned you!"

Locke instantly felt the shield and one-handed axe in his hand become heavy.

It's a curse!

"You don't have much courage left!"

Locke felt an infinite amount of panic and anxiety welling up inside him.

"Your life belongs to me!"

Some blood-red balls of light emerged from Locke's body and drifted towards Dalgao in the distance.

On Locke's jujube-red hair, there are some extra silver strands.

This damn scoundrel!

I didn't expect the curse to be so powerful!

Locke endured the fear and anxiety in his heart, raised his shield to block the swarming skeleton golems, and slashed with his one-handed axe.

Although Dalgau's formation is quite large, these skeletons that have climbed up do not even have weapons, and they are old skeletons, there is no big threat, and Locke will cut one apart with an axe.

But he had to pay attention to Dalgo's magic.

The power of these three curses is too great.

A skeleton appeared on Locke's left side, picked up a bone as a weapon in his hand, and waved it, Locke flicked his left hand shield and directly smashed it into pieces, Locke took the opportunity to retreat, bent down, picked up a bone on the ground, and threw it at Dalgao in the distance, hoping to interrupt his spell.

The bones smashed against the shadow shield and bounced off into the distance, and under the cloak, Dalgao's blood-red eyes looked at Locke, and a wicked laugh erupted from his mouth.

"Warrior, see how long you can hold on, my curse will endure."

As soon as Dhargao finished speaking, Locke felt the shield and weapon in his hand grow heavier.

There is a voice in my heart that has been shouting, give up! Run!

There are also more and more silver threads on the head.

What to do? Is it time to ask the Light for help again?

Hehe, my beliefs are really not devout enough, I only think of it every time I use it.

Since the last time the Light appeared, Locke felt that every prayer he had been answered, and hopefully this time would be no exception.

Locke laughed at himself and prayed inwardly.

Holy Light, your followers need your help to give me the strength to break through the darkness and help me break out of this situation!

A peace from the depths of my heart quickly soothed the clamor in my heart.

Locke suddenly felt light, as if some shackles had been shattered on him.

The weapons and equipment in his hand became tapping again.

"It can't be! How can you unlock my curse! No one can untie it without my permission! In the distance, Dahl jumped to his feet in a frustrated manner.

"Dalgau, you can't think about the Light, your end has come!"

Locke, who had regained his strength, cut off the summons around him that didn't even have soul fire, and soon his feet were full of bones.

Suddenly feeling a piercing chill coming from afar, Locke hurriedly raised the shield in his hand and blocked the front.

Touch!

Locke only felt that the shield in his hand was like a large piece of biting ice, and the cold continued to invade his body from it, and Locke hurriedly threw away the shield and found that there were layers of thick ice on it.

Dargao was a little flustered, after all, his magic power was not endless, he released so many magic in a row, and his magic power was also somewhat depleted, he wanted to take advantage of Locke's unpreparedness and use the ice arrow to kill Locke in seconds, but he didn't want Locke to know in advance.

Dargao hurriedly held up his staff with both hands, and shouted some spell-casting words in his mouth.

“AS.. dumoke.. yimk”

In front of him, a hexagonal portal formed by dark matter appeared, gradually becoming solidified.

"Not good, what is he going to summon! Kuleman, stop him! ”

Locke shouted, extracting the holy light energy in his body, releasing the holy light judgment, and the energy hammer composed of holy light one after another smashed on the shadow shield, but it had no effect.

He threw out the one-handed axe in his hand with all his might.

The one-handed axe slammed into the shadow shield, and the shadow shield only flashed, still circulating outside Dargo's body.

Kuleman finally showed his figure, standing behind Dargao, and quickly stabbed the shadow shield with his left and right daggers.

Locke pulled out his three small one-handed axes and took a deep breath.

He's going to get into the state of slashing the skeleton mage 40 yards away with a throwing sword that day.

The portal in front of Dalgao's eyes was almost stable, and he could already hear the shouting of something and the smell of sulfur.

But Locke couldn't get into that state that day!

It's too late!

Locke takes a deep breath!

Throwing the first axe, without the blessing of special energy, the axe slashed at the shadow shield and bounced away, and the shadow shield only flickered slightly.

No way?

Again!

The axe was bounced off again, and in that special state, it couldn't get in.

And in the portal, the feet of a creature have stepped out of the portal, like a horse's hoof, and like a sheep's hoof, its skin is blood-red, and one hand is on the edge of the portal, trying to squeeze in.

Is it too late?

Locke smiled wryly.

Suddenly!

Everything around seems to have stopped!

Locke heard silence around him!

He saw that Kuleman was still there gritting his teeth and stabbing the shield with two daggers, but he did it like a snail!

He saw Dargau's skeletal face without the slightest flesh, his mouth wide open, as if he was still chanting a spell!

He saw that inside the portal, the hand was holding at the edge of the portal again!

But all this! It's all still!

It's as if everything around it has stopped running!

He saw some ripples flickering on the Dargau Shadow Shield, like cracks in the glass!

Locke's eyes widened at the ripples, could these be ???

He entered a state where there was only him and the target in heaven and earth.

He swung the last throwing axe, aimed at the ripples, and slammed it out, a huge force in his body that followed the throwing axe, crashing into the shadow shield.

The Shadow Shield was torn apart in an instant!

Shatter Throw!

The surrounding space-time returned to normal the moment the axe was thrown.

Kuleman's low roar! Dalgau's exclamations echoed.