In ancient legends, the Nightmare Warhorse is depicted as a flaming spirit, a flame-stained apostle, a fallen horse, and a symbol of calamity.

But Locke knows that these legends are not true, and that the Nightmare Warhorse is a demonized horse, and although it is not strong in combat, its strong vitality and movement speed make it popular with many warlocks and death knights.

If you want to catch the Nightmare Warhorse, you have to be in the Shadow Realm.

Because this is a paradise for the dead.

Locke walked quietly in the shadow world, the scenery here is not a layer of constant, in mid-air, a piece of sea market mansions appear in mid-air, in those pictures, there are many scenes.

There was smoke in the farm, and from the house came some walking corpses with white eyes, the black plague staining the ground black.

There is another picture, in the cold blizzard, a terrible plague broke out in a city hidden in the wind and snow, and the zombies who came out of the house kept biting the humans, and most of the humans ran towards the outside of the township, but to no avail.

They were quickly transformed into zombies by infected humans.

Although Locke doesn't know where the first picture is, Locke knows very well in the second picture where the Kingdom of Alterac is.

That small town hidden in the snow and ice.

Now it's a paradise for the dead.

"A natural disaster has erupted." The Lich King Neozu echoed in Locke's ears in a hoarse voice, and then he said with a hint of pride in his mouth, "It won't be long before the plague will break out in full Lordaeron, followed by all of Azeroth." ”

Locke was slightly stunned, the plague that broke out a few years before it broke out in his memory actually broke out in advance today, which made him a little unexpected.

"You'll soon be no longer the most powerful Death Knight under my command. I'll have an even more powerful Death Knight. ”

The Lich King's joyful voice sent a smile to the corners of Locke's mouth, and he said calmly, "It's Arthas, isn't it?" ”

A moment of silence ensued, and that night at Riptide Castle, when Locke pointed everything out to the Lich King, made the Lich King feel uneasy.

Why is there a human who is so clear about his plan?

However, at the moment, the goal of both of them is to escape from Orgrim's pursuit, and the former tribal chief may soon catch up, in order to avoid Locke being killed, the Lich King is obviously also cooperating with Locke.

After all, these novel necromancy shocked the Lich King.

The Scourge Legion's battles will become stronger and stronger under the transformation of Locke's skills.

Walking through the Shadow Realm, Locke never knew the concept of time until he spotted a nightmare horse comfortably eating dark matter beneath the ruins.

Nightmare War Horse is about the same height as an ordinary war horse, his eyes are full of red flames, his abdomen is also burning with flames, his body is linked to metal chains, and his eyes are full of tyrannical emotions.

The necromantic war horse that can be transformed into a nightmare must be an untamed war horse before death, Locke knows this very well, but he has already studied the taming of nightmare war horses.

He just stretched out his hand and silently recited the spell mantra of spiritism, and soon, the chains that appeared from the void locked the Nightmare Warhorse directly to the ground, and the metal on its body made a bell-bell-bell sound because of the impact, and a deep "Herod" sound came from the Nightmare Warhorse.

Locke ignored it, and he quietly looked at the nightmare warhorse trapped in the chains of the void, and walked slowly over.

Since he is now at the peak of the legendary strength, why not make good use of it and completely tame this war horse.

He jumped on top of the Nightmare Warhorse, which caused the Nightmare Warhorse to let out an angry roar, but it was in vain, no matter how much the Nightmare Warhorse broke free.

None of them can escape Locke's control

Maybe it's a year, maybe it's ten minutes.

Locke finally felt that the nightmare warhorse under his crotch finally stopped struggling, and it stood obediently on the ground, under Locke's command.

A nightmare horse was finally tamed, and after taming, he heard a roar from the Shadow Realm not far away, and it was the orc Orgrim who let out a roar.

The earth began to tremble slightly at the roar.

"It's time to leave, I can't hold on to the Shadow Realm for long." The Lich King's voice echoed in Locke's ears.

Locke nodded, only to see a strange change in the air, first the forest behind him, then the world under the horses' feet, and all darkness came like a tide, and withdrew like a tide.

Locke looked at Orgrim not far away, he was covered with blood, the bloodthirsty undead in the shadow world made Orgrim have a lot more holes, even if Orgrimmar's strength is strong, after entering the shadow world, the endless undead will still hurt him.

Wounded beasts are even more terrifying.

But Locke wasn't a foolish hunter to fight to the end.

Under his crotch, the Nightmare War Horse has already snorted, although the strength of the Nightmare War Horse is only at the peak of the elite, but its movement speed can be said to be able to reach the speed of the legendary beginner level.

Locke patted the nightmare war horse under his crotch, and he jokingly said to Orgrim not far away: "Yo, it's nice to meet you, I just thought about it, the legions of the orc tribe in the Alterac Mountains have been completely wiped out, and the Alterac Kingdom not far away has broken out of natural disasters." ”

"It's no longer interesting for me to fight you in this place, I just thought about it, if I can kill Thrall, then there is no hope for the revival of the orcs."

Locke said calmly, the voice of the dead made Locke's voice unpleasant.

Orgrim was slightly stunned, but he quickly fell into a rage, he wanted to kill this human who didn't know the height of the sky with a hammer, but he didn't expect that the human would turn around and leave him after saying something similar to a mockery to him.

In the vast snow, Locke rode the Nightmare War Horse and quickly disappeared without a trace, although a small flame symbol would form on the ground where the Nightmare War Horse stepped on, but under the blowing of the blizzard, it would soon disappear without a trace.

Orgrim let out a roar of unwillingness, he had just lost his own blood due to fighting a large number of undead in the Shadow Realm, so he had done his best to stand in place now.

Not to mention going after Locke.