Act XXXVIII Beheading
"Wow"
The icy air split in an instant with an icy ice lance, a spear solidified with frost and faint magic fluctuations on it.
The ice spear and its tricky angle stabbed at Locke, and the snowflakes in the air stabbed at Locke with the air flow carried by the gun.
But Locke was not afraid, the white bone shield around him was enough to resist the full force of the elite peak, only to hear the sound of sparks cracking, Locke looked at it, only to see the Grand Master of the Snow Wolf Knights, stabbing Locke's white bone shield with an ice spear, with an unbelievable expression on his face.
"It can't be." Jack let out an angry roar from his mouth, the attack he had just made was the strongest move he had ever refined, and he had honed his martial arts countless times in the ice and snow in order to refine this move.
His past record also shows how invincible his move really is.
But today I met Locke.
The white bone shield is the second layer of talent points pointed out by Locke, these white bone shields solidified by shadow spells are indestructible, even if a master-level warrior comes, it is impossible to break this shield in the first attack.
Locke's reaction was quick, he backhanded a sword, he didn't use force, he didn't cast a shadow spell, but transmitted several plagues to Grand Master Jack.
Immediately afterward, the ground began to decay rapidly, and the snow on the ground turned black, and then gradually began to melt, revealing the black and corrupt earth.
"You're a non-human creature indeed!!"
Jack withdrew the ice spear in his hand, pulled the war horse under his crotch, galloped backwards, and then threw the throwing spear on his back at Locke, making a standard tactical move.
"Bang dang" Locke knocked out the throwing spear casually. In fact, the heavy cavalry is such a unit, harvesting under the defeat of the enemy, and when it is not overwhelmed, retreating backwards, followed by a second round of charge.
The fog created by the elemental core finally lifted.
But the icy blizzard replaced the role of the fog, and the great chief of the Blackstone clan looked at the battle situation below with solemn eyes, and the human forces that should have been annihilated in one fell swoop not only did not fail, but suppressed the elite Snow Wolf Knights.
Jubites' face was full of solemnity, and he looked up to see that the Blackstone tribe not far away was gradually gathering towards the castle on the mountain, and the dense blackstone orcs were swarming towards the castle above like ants.
Although the ice and snow have caused many orcs to die in the cold, more green-skinned orcs are rushing towards the castle.
A smile appeared on the corner of Jubiters' mouth, and he let out a hearty laugh "Hahaha" and then said calmly, "More and more, the demon's slave needs more." β
"It's a counterattack from the orcs."
In the midst of the snowstorm.
Several fires burst out in the wind and snow, and Locke shook his arm that was a little numb, just a few charges just now, he had already figured out the strength of the person in front of him.
The absolute strength of the elite mid-level is really not to be underestimated, but the combat skills trained by the Grand Master of the Snow Wolf Knights in front of him are really a little pitiful.
This is obviously the standard swordsmanship of the human kingdom of Alterac, not to mention that it is not comparable to the Black Blade swordsmanship, and even the military swordsmanship of Lordaeron is not comparable. Although there is a fierce murderous aura in the sword intent, there is a tyrannical aura in the swordsmanship, exchanging injuries for injuries.
But when did Locke ever fear this, as the undead, exchanging injuries for injuries was their root.
Sonorous......
The long sound of the impact of gold and stone echoed in the wind and snow, and Locke looked at Jack, who was riding on a horse not far away, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Human...... That's your limit?"
Blood flowed down Locke's body, and this jet-black blood spread over Locke's black armor, but soon something that made Jack a little desperate finally happened, and the wounds on Locke's body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, Locke's body is not comfortable, the surging corpse qi in his body is expanding wildly, even if Locke is crazy to control the corpse qi in his body, but this power has made Locke uncontrollable.
"Could it be that the Lich King has put some kind of imprisonment on me." Locke thought to himself that this surge was uncontrollable in his body, followed by corpse qi crisscrossing his body. Locke was horrified to find that the Shadow Orb flying on the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand was quietly pouring energy into his body.
The dark power frantically poured into Locke's body, he stiffened his body, feeling the dark power in his body getting stronger and stronger, and the power that Nao Zu left in his body finally broke out at this moment.
On Locke's retina, a series of data pulsed on the retina, and these crazy numbers made Locke's brain unable to receive it for a while, and he had a headache as if it was about to burst.
But soon, the corpse qi that was scurrying around in the corpse finally stopped and was evenly distributed in Locke's body, and these corpse qi quickly solidified into several points, and then a cold system sound appeared in Locke's mind.
"You've learned the Lich Body, and your Shadow Resistance is increased by 20."
[Lich Body]: A strong aura of death permanently lingers in your body, giving you +5 Strength and +1 Agility.
The corpse has completely surrendered to your will, and you can turn on the Lich Body at will.
When you become an undead, the lower undead in the vicinity will automatically surrender to you.
The strong flow of data finally stopped at this moment, and Locke moved his somewhat stiff fingers, he could hear Jack's angry pant not far away, and he could also feel the commotion caused by the fire demon behind him in the Snow Wolf Knights.
"No one can disturb us now." Locke said in a hoarse voice, looking at Kojie not far away, the Grand Master wrapped the wound on his hand with a strap, and there was an indescribable prudence in his eyes.
On the distant hillside, Arthas looked at the fog below, and the sound of the roar of the undead coming from the fog made Arthas frown.
The power of evil is spreading below, but unlike what he imagined, Arthas did not rush down the cliff into the battlefield, he just stared at the fog below, standing in Arthas's position, he could clearly see the climbing orcs in the mountain peaks not far away, and he clutched the hammer of Minethil in his hand. The feeling of powerlessness in my heart rose to the highest value at this moment.
Arthas was silent, and the scene of the orcs climbing towards the snowy mountain at the bottom of the mountain was like the stories that Arthas heard in the royal court about the Second Orc War when he was a child.
Those stories with fear, death, blood.
"Locke...... According to Dalaran's information, a human who came out of the forest troll tribe and staged a coup d'Γ©tat at Fort Riptide and thus became the regent of Fort Riptide, and the behavior of commanding the forest trolls and using spiritism is very controversial. β
"The elf's proposal is to be put to death. But now I really feel what he's capable of. β
The melee below has not yet been decided, in fact, Arthas knows very well that from the moment the Snow Wolf Knights appeared from the castle, the outcome of the entire war was already doomed, and he himself was ready to sacrifice in Snow Peak Mountain.
Arthas will certainly not be a captive of the orcs, nor will he accept to be a captive of the orcs.