Act XXXVIII: The Fall of the Psychic Academy I
"Arise, departed dead." Locke snapped his fingers.
The corpses on the ground began to tremble slightly, and then slowly rose from the stone slabs, their mouths uttering hoarse and low roars, their eyes burning blue as if in response to Locke's call. But these necromancys are nothing more than the strength of the elite beginners.
However, it was very useful in a short period of time.
With Locke's wave of his hand, these unconscious undead began to wander towards the Psychic Academy, and under Locke's reinforcement, these elite-level walking corpses caused a massacre in the Psychic Academy, even Les Frost, who had been watching Locke's performance silently, finally couldn't help but shout: "Death Knight, you are rebelling, don't you understand what you are doing." ”
Locke snorted coldly, he himself was rebelling, he didn't need the liar of Les Frost to remind himself at all, he stared into the distance, the walking corpses not far away had begun to attack in all directions, and the necromancer apprentices who remained in the psychic academy suffered a devastating blow in an instant.
Locke walked slowly out of the hall, followed by a ghoul, the blade of pain in his hand dancing with a red glow, and then he said slowly, "The long era is over, and the Lich King can't give us the order we want. ”
Locke walked very slowly this time, he did not rush to Gardin's lair in one go, but walked slowly in the psychic academy, which once held countless memories of Locke.
Walking along the path of the Psychic Academy, known as the cradle of dark lichs and necromancers, decades of time flashed through Locke's mind, although the Psychic Academy had only been built for a short time at the moment, but the memories that had settled in Locke's mind came to his mind. The boy walked slowly out of the aisle, as if he were on an ordinary trip.
But the wails of the necromancer's apprentices and the blood flowing from the floor ruined the current style.
Death Knight!
Gadin, who was in the depths of the Psychic Academy, coldly observed Locke walking in the Psychic Academy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he threw the staff in his hand to the ground suddenly, and roared angrily: "Les Frost, how did you provoke such a fierce god, it can't go on like this, if the Psychic Academy is destroyed, how should I explain to the Lich King." ”
In a gloomy room, the Lich Les Frostwhisper was silent, having learned from Kel'thugad that Locke was coming, and though he had at first confidently declared that the Psychic Academy would not be destroyed by a Death Knight, he was now annoyed by what was happening before him.
Because the facts have been subverted, the flesh and blood puppets and the army of the undead who were expected to be able to resist Locke were torn apart like paper paste under Locke's attack, and now by now, Les Frost has felt Locke's terror, the kind of terror that is approaching step by step.
I'm afraid that the psychic academy is in danger.
In vain, the crystal ball in front of him glowed with an emerald green glow, and he stared at the light, getting a message from the light that made him feel reassured. This relieved Les Frost, because Locke was only temporarily arrogant, after all, Kel'thugad did not want to see the Psychic Academy fall.
Les Frost took a deep breath, as a lich, the breath in his mouth was always cold and cold, but what was happening now made him can't help but roar: "You dare to destroy the Lich King's plan!!"
He stretched out his skeletal claws and hurriedly placed his hand on the crystal ball, which showed this picture.
The blade in Locke's hand was like an abyssal light, and the dark energy that solidified into black directly split the barrier set by Kel'thugad, and then the wooden door was blasted open.
Then he quickly rushed into Gardin's hall, and as soon as he rushed in, his figure changed into an afterimage, and even with the lich's eyesight, he couldn't catch his trace at all, because Locke moved so fast that Les Frost couldn't see clearly.
By the time Les Frostwhisper locked onto Locke's trail in the crystal ball, a blood-colored greatsword had swept away the heads of the three ghouls.
"This is the power of the master!" Les Frost's eyes are so poisonous, he can clearly see in an instant that Locke has faint signs of breaking through to the master level, although Locke is only at the peak of the elite, but the faint revelation of master-level combat skills has shocked Les Frostwords.
This Locke, Les Frost knew that from the time he entered the city of Dalaran, he was just an elite first-level death knight, but he hadn't seen him for a few weeks, and this person had a vague master-level strength. Les Frost calmed down, he had already confirmed the death of Dean Gardin, after all, Dean Gardin would definitely not be the opponent of an elite peak Death Knight.
"Tell Baron Rivendell to hurry up, the legion commanded by the Death Knight will definitely be able to crush these little bugs to death." Les Frost coldly commanded into the crystal ball, and then solidified in the air into a black crystal ball, which is the Lich's weapon, this spell ball can quickly solidify the Lich's power, and his spells can be increased by several levels.
The destruction of the Psychic Academy is absolutely unacceptable to the Lich King, not as simple as the death of a few undead, but the plan to destroy Lordaeron in the entire east has been hindered, and this obstacle may not be able to recover for several years.
This point, the Lich King told Les Frost countless times in his instructions, and the thought of the destruction of the Psychic Academy, the torture that Les Frost had been subjected to gave him a headache, why didn't he find a quiet place in the north to study, and go to the territory of Lordaeron to be some kind of commander.
He looked up, his cold gaze locked on Locke. In his opinion, the current strategy is to trap Locke first.
"Alright, it's time for the finishing touches!" Locke slashed down an oncoming ghoul with a single sword, and then hung the dark simulation on a panicked necromancer, only to see a flash of aura flash over the necromancer.
Then he was pulled in front of him by Locke with the grip of death, and then slashed him with a sword.
Although Gardin, the dean of the Psychic Academy, has died, and the necromancer apprentice of the Psychic Academy is also dead, Locke knows that if he can't kill Les Frost, maybe the Psychic Academy will be reborn.
The numerical superiority unique to the early stage of the undead was now in Locke's hands, which also led to Locke's ability to fight a one-sided battle in the Psychic Academy.
He retrieved a purple two-handed staff from Dean Gardin's body, but it was obvious that Locke had no interest in it, and he threw it back into the space bag without looking.
(To be continued.) )