Act XVII: Dreadnought VIII
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Just a sword.
The smell of blood permeating the wind and snow, and the wail let out by the frost wolf, caused the three wolf cavalry behind him to let out an earth-shattering roar.
The orcs of the Frostwolf Clan, who grew up with the Frostwolf since childhood, have long been like brothers. Locke slashed the frostwolf with a single sword, sending the orcs into a rage.
Locke raised the giant sword in his hand, and the blood slowly fused on the blade of the Destroyer of Worlds before finally disappearing, the troll artifact that drank the blood of all living beings, no matter who the living were.
"Power and Honor!!" The orcs rode on the wolf, raised the giant sword in their hands, and charged towards Locke from three directions, the wolf under their crotch, revealing a hideous face.
"It's also a threat." Locke made a judgment, he stretched out his hand, and frost rose from the soles of his feet, revealing a layer of frost armor on the skin of his body.
This is the Body of Frost, which freezes and solidifies the whole body on the epidermis to form a frost armor that increases its own armor value.
Locke was dressed in the armor of the Royal Protector of Stormwind and used the ghouls to neutralize the wolf cavalry charging from the right flank, and then Locke looked to the left.
The wolf and the orc were only about ten meters away from Locke, and perhaps in an instant, Locke would be killed by the orcs under the wolf, but Locke was not afraid at all, he stretched out his hand, and a huge palm appeared from the void, and then pulled the wolf cavalry in front of him.
This is the grip of death.
Nao Zu, who was watching the play in the Frozen Throne, was speechless at the moment, he had already studied the Death Grip, but it was the first time he had seen such a perfect Death Grip with such a perfect distribution of shadow energy.
"It's a fantasy."
"Is there anyone in Azeroth who is more skilled in spiritism than me?"
Naozu continued to observe Locke's battle, only to see Locke spread the plague into the body of an orc, and then used blood boiling to infect all orcs on the battlefield.
"Locke, hurry up and get out, Orgrimmar is already alarmed."
The Lich King's voice rang out from Locke's ears, which made Locke feel both disgusted and relieved. It's disgusting that the Lich King is actually watching him, and to his relief, the Scourge Legion's Eye of Heaven is finally able to help him.
The Eye of the Sky, that is to say, the Lich King, the Lich King in the Frozen Throne, has the power of the undead who controls the entire world, and his network of thoughts is all over Azeroth, and no point can escape the Lich King's control, which is one of the reasons why the Lich King is invincible.
There was a trembling sound on the ground, and Locke could feel the legendary power awaken not far away, and that absolute power gap made Locke make the decision to escape.
"Woohoo"
A frost wolf howled loudly into the sky, a long, high-pitched sound that soon echoed from most of the pack.
Even a blizzard can't hide the sound.
"It's human!!"
"Humans have entered our clan!"
The shouts of the orcs echoed through the camp, and soon, the orcs of the entire Frostwolf Clan moved towards Locke.
Locke sighed softly, and in the flash of lightning, the wolf cavalry had already cut the ghoul in two and rushed towards Locke.
The orc has emerald green skin, the battle axe in his hand is still stained with ghoul blood, his eyes are red, his arm muscles are ****, and he is panting loudly in his mouth, obviously having activated the orc rage.
And the wolf under its crotch looked at Locke with scarlet eyes, and its snow-white teeth were stained with saliva, fluttering in the wind.
It's a wild scene, in the snow and ice, a wolf cavalry is doing his best to win what he is sure to win.
But Locke didn't have any recognition of this beauty, and the rampant orcs throughout caused tens of thousands of casualties among humans, and in the tribal camp of the Frostwolf Clan, there was also the great chief of the tribe, Orgrimmar.
Locke summoned the ghoul from the ground, stared at the approaching wolf cavalry, and thought, "If I am dragged here, I'm afraid that in a few minutes, when the army of the Frostwolf Clan gathers together, I am afraid that I will die without a place to bury." ”
More than twenty elite orc warriors, heaps also heaped to death Locke.
Not to mention an Orgrimmar.
Fishy air erupted from the wolf's mouth and pounced directly on Locke's face, he frowned slightly, but quickly adjusted his fighting stance, he raised the Destroyer of Worlds high, and slashed hard at the wolf cavalry who also raised his sword.
Hot blood spurted from the orc's chest, and the orc's eyes were full of fear, and it was surprised to find that the hand holding the long knife was already flying high in the air, and then he felt his body slowly cracking.
"Uhhh
The wails of the orcs echoed in Locke's ears, but he had no mercy, and the power of the dead, while giving him the life of his enemies, also gave him an unstoppable will.
There was no doubt about the wolf's death, it was only a second, when Locke activated all the death runes in his body, the wolf was unwilling to lie on the cold ground, and the silver-white hair was quickly hidden in the snow.
Finally vanished without a trace.
Locke took a sip, only to feel that the increasingly thick frostwolf breath in the air made him feel sick to his stomach, maybe the orcs of the frostwolf clan have lived with the wolves for too long, so that they are also good at using the tactics used by the wolves, first surround the enemy in crisis, and then wear down the enemy's will little by little, and finally kill the enemy effortlessly.
Locke had a chance to breathe, he quickly touched the corpses of the two wolf cavalrymen, and then retreated into the arsenal, and began to wait for the recovery of the used runes.
Since the birth of the Death Knight, he has four runes in his body, namely evil runes, frost runes, blood runes, and death runes.
The rune system gives the Death Knight a powerful explosive power, but also weakens the Death Knight's sustained combat power, and every time the runes are used up, the Death Knight will fall into an embarrassing situation where he has no skills available.
This awkward situation is also the one that every Death Knight wants to avoid.
And this is also an important reason why Locke chose to retreat for the time being.
If the Frost Wolf Clan had attacked directly just now, I'm afraid Locke would have died directly.
And such a slow encirclement, using traditional tactics to drag Locke, then they will soon find themselves suffering a big loss.
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