Only to see that when Locke rushed in front of Abomination, the whipper raised his hand in the air and cut off one of Abomination's arms, and attracted the attention of the undead in the rain of blood. Locke's hands were quick, and a thin layer of frost appeared in mid-air, which helped him fend off the arrows that flew at him.

Locke slashed at Abomination again in midair, only to see a bolt of shadow energy rise from the blade and burrow into Abomination's body.

The speed of the abomination slowed significantly, and the abomination, stitched together from the corpse, let out a vague and strange roar from his mouth, and he swung the blood-stained kitchen knife in his hand and launched an attack on Locke.

But what happened next stunned everyone on the battlefield.

The pinnacle of the elite!

A golden light flashed on Locke's body, and crazy data was beating in his retina, but he was not distracted by these data, but was engrossed in fighting abomination, not even a talent point.

Arthas was a little surprised, he never thought that this lucky boy who rose from Riptide Castle would be upgraded to the peak of the elite in a short period of time.

How could it be possible to break through to the elite peak before the age of thirty!

Locke used the whiplasher in his hand, this giant sword, which was still a little difficult to use before, seemed to be flowing in Locke's hands, and did not explode strongly, but first ensured that he would not be hit, and cut a wound on the body of the abomination.

Red blood, rotting intestines, and internal organs all flowed slowly from the body of the stitching monster, and the huge eyes were full of helplessness. The speed of the abomination is slow, so slow that it can't keep up with Locke's speed at all.

After Locke advanced to the peak of the elite, the speed of the abomination in front of him seemed to be as slow as a mosquito, and the rhythm of the battle was perfectly controlled by Locke.

Bang la blah

Wounds were torn open from the abomination's tall body, and the continuous bleeding had made it impossible for the abomination to sustain its body, and it gasped for breath in its mouth, wielding the kitchen knife in its hand in vain, hoping to hit Locke. But soon the blood in the body of the abomination was gone.

It only fell to the ground with a bang, causing a cheer from the Lordaeron soldiers.

After Locke dissolves the abomination, he doesn't pick up trash as usual, but adjusts the information that appears in the retina.

"You killed the abomination."

"You've gained 8,000 XP."

"Please assign your new talents."

[Blood Bug]: Your lifesteal damage will create a blood worm from the enemy's body, dealing 500 damage and healing yourself.

[Dismantling Aura]: The body of enemies around you about 10 meters will gradually decay, reducing their health by 2% every 3 seconds, which can be stacked 5 times.

[Shadow Infusion]: Cooldown is reduced by 5 seconds, allowing Death Coil to stack by 10 stacks.

"Assign talent points to the Dismantling Aura." Locke said this without thinking.

Arthas quickly walked up to Locke's side, and he looked at Locke with some staggering: "This, can you still hunt an abomination alone?" ”

Locke shook his head lightly and said slowly, "No, my body has almost reached its limit, and I can't fight against abomination alone. ”

The strength to be able to regain the peak of the elite in a short period of time can already be regarded as talented.

Locke will not be naïve for some experience points, rush up and continue to fight with abomination, once surrounded by the undead Scourge, even if his combat power is very strong, but in the end he will be swallowed by the endless Scourge Army. Now might as well find an opportunity to assassinate Arthas.

"Then let's hurry up, the enemy plague is spreading in Lordaeron." Locke turned over and jumped on the Nightmare Warhorse, he looked at Arthas on his side, only to see Arthas clapping his palms, and a white war horse ran out of the crowd, it was Arthas's mount.

Invincibility.

In front of Lordaeron's huge legions, the plague army carefully crafted by Kel'thugad looked extremely weak, and these undead could resist a little for a while with a large number at most, and more of them became a pool of flesh and blood under a charge from the knights of Lordaeron.

Locke rushed into the grain farm with the whipper in hand, the soil all around him turned black, the wheat was burned, and in the middle of the field lay a cauldron with boiling green water and green smoke rising through the sky.

The undead on the periphery are still relatively easy to deal with, but the undead who enter the farm have obviously improved their combat power a lot.

Their reminders are larger, their claws are harder, and their ability to recover from the Scourge is increased by 100%.

"Be careful." Locke reminded Arthas, and he said in a deep voice: "The undead here are all elite creatures, and among them are likely to have the undead at the peak of the elite, if you see a relatively powerful undead individual, you will gather an army to besiege it." ”

The undead themselves are a kind of necromantic creatures, and after gaining eternal life, their combat power increases much more slowly than other creatures, and the will to die gives them immunity from fear, but also gives them weakness.

That is, the body is very fragile.

However, the higher the combat strength of the undead creatures, the weakness of their own indefinite weakening.

Being haunted by the undead is not a good sign.

They will fight non-stop, until they die. And they are also very vindictive, once the undead temporarily retreat, then they will go crazy to kill the attackers in the following days.

…………

Arthas's first order after entering the farm was for all the soldiers to surround the farm, and he made a gesture of action.

The knights in charge of the charge in front of them quickly rushed to the farmland, strangling the undead who roamed in it directly to death, this charge not only killed several walking corpses and ghouls, but also attracted the attention of the wandering undead in the farm.

Locke took a deep look at the farm, the magic that came out of it made him frown slightly, he couldn't be sure if there were any powerful necromancers in the farm.

But this farm full of elite undead would be a very unreasonable thing without a powerful necromancer, the farm was full of strange poisonous gases, but it was quickly dispersed by the High Elf priest who accompanied the army, and the iron pot placed in the farmland was directly knocked down. (To be continued.) )