The bones roared in the hall, but soon Locke's blade turned into a pile of bones in a straight line, and in the dark hall, Brigitte with the divine light was particularly conspicuous, and the bright light radiated from her body, and the ordinary undead only needed to be contaminated with this little bit of holy light.

It immediately turns into a silvery-white powder.

But the Lich Les Frost in front of Brigitte was not afraid, the ice shield on its body perfectly resisted Brigitte's attacks several times, and it skillfully used curses and ice arrows to minimize the threat of Brigitte in front of him.

Locke also saw the situation in front of him clearly, if the rhythm of the battlefield was controlled according to the Lich Lace Frost, then Locke would also be killed by this lich in the end.

Because most of the Lich's plans are terrifying, it is able to delicately calculate the weakness of human nature, and then use this weakness to kill the enemy.

And on the battlefield, being able to grasp the rhythm of skill release and control the enemy's battle heart is definitely a nightmare on the battlefield.

The icy smell of frost covered the entire hall, and the frost chill made it extremely difficult for Locke to move every time, and he wanted to rescue Bridget not far away, because this paladin girl was obviously no match for Lich Rice.

"Fear the cold, for the frost will freeze your mind and your body." The low voice of the Lich Rice echoed throughout the hall, and the echoes added a touch of mystery to the Lich Rice Frost

Brigitte gritted her teeth and used the Holy Light, unleashing divine strikes on the Lich again and again, and although the spell solidified by the Holy Light had a certain restraining effect on the Lich, its effect was extremely limited.

Locke snorted coldly, all the undead in the hall of Fireplace Valley have been cleared by Locke, although he doesn't know why the Lich Lace Frost chose to clash with him head-on, but now Locke still let go of such an opportunity, it was his mistake.

Carrying a gust of wind, Locke raised the two-handed sword in his hand, after infusing it with shadow energy, this ordinary silver hand two-handed sword bloomed with a dark purple light, this is the power that belongs to the shadow, although the perfect power infusion will soon make this sword collapse, but now it is enough for Locke to use.

Shadow energy lingered on the blade, and Locke's sword pierced into the ice shield of the Lich Lace Frostwhisper's skin, and the layer of ice shield, which looked extremely hard, was directly pierced by Locke's sword.

Then the power of the shadow frantically poured into the body of the lich Les Frostwhisper, the power of darkness is not divided into death knights or lichs, the power of the shadow is to destroy everything by nature, when evil is poured into the lich's body, the ice shield it has been using to maintain is also quickly disintegrated.

Only a puddle of water was left on the ground.

The Lich Les Frostwhisper reacted quickly, its body turned into a bright light, and then it flashed to the other side of the hall, although the lich had no body, but the cold in the hall was significantly reduced.

"Whoever resists the Lich King will die~" The voice didn't have any emotion, it was as cold as the cold wind blowing from Northrend.

Locke is still a little strange, logically speaking, although he has advanced to the master level, but in the face of the master level who has been famous for a long time, even if he is beaten by Locke, he will definitely not become what he is now.

It's as if Locke has killed a master lich outright.

It locked onto Locke with its icy eyes, which were burning with blue flames.

………………

Locke lowered the two-handed sword in his hand, he had underestimated the severity of the battle from the beginning, and it was inappropriate to involve more people in the fight.

It is also very risky, because too many people know the truth in this dream, and it is inevitable that the future timeline will not be disturbed.

Locke wanted to maintain the timeline as much as possible and succeed in preventing something from happening.

He clenched the sword in his hand, for there was a more serious battle ahead.

"Rice, is everything you want right now?"

Locke questioned the lich, but his body was not ambiguous, only to see an afterimage streak through the air, and Locke had rushed in front of the lich.

The blade in Locke's hand turned into a white light, slashing at the lich with unmistakable accuracy.

"Click"

The silver hand in Locke's hand and the two-handed sword instantly split into three pieces, but Locke's hand did not relax at all, he summoned casually, and a ghoul came out of the floor, and immediately launched an attack on the Lich Les Frost in Locke's place.

Locke stepped back a few times, he reached out and said to Bridget behind him, "Give me a weapon!" Hurry up!! ”

But the indifference coming from behind him surprised Locke a little, and he turned his head to see Bridget standing in place, and said calmly, "Are you an undead??" You lied to me about everything before???? ”

"It's not exactly a lie, it's just a better acceptance for you, and we have a common enemy now." Locke said to Bridget in front of him in as sincere a voice as possible.

The Lich is eternal in a sense, this transformation of itself into a spirit is a great invention of the Lich King, without a physical body, it can naturally be immortal, and what is even more terrifying is that after the Lich is defeated, it will solidify the soul into a moment bead, and under the right conditions, it can be resurrected.

Click!

The ghoul turned into an ice sculpture and then fell apart.

Locke gritted his teeth and looked at the lich Les Frostwhisper not far away, the chains around his body creaked in the air, and the cold in his mouth grew, even affecting the temperature in the hall.

"Locke, the power of withering will let you know the suffering." The Lich Les Frost said in a hoarse voice, only to see small black balls suddenly appear around Locke, and then the furniture within the range of the balls turned into a puddle of sewage with a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Time is running out." Locke said anxiously, if in this hall, the three of them fought separately, then I am afraid the possibility of survival is quite low.

"I'll trust you for once." Brigitte whispered, and she took a rune sword from the weapon rack beside her and threw it into Locke's hand.

Then, with a roar of rage, she rushed towards the Lich Les Frostwhisper not far away, knowing that she had already defeated the Lich's soul in the battle.

It may only take one charge to get rid of it. (To be continued.) )