"Click"

"Boom"

With a loud sound, several alchemical creatures turned into powder under the attack of the undead army.

From the hazy moonlight, Garin, who walked from the throne, showed his powerful combat prowess from the beginning, and the demonic Garin just rushed into the army of ghouls, tearing the three-headed ghoul to pieces with his claws and the sword of Thorbairn in one face.

The flying blood and the ghoul screams didn't move Locke, and the frenzied fire of evil energy burned in the air in a miserable green flame, and the evil wind kept blowing on Locke's face, blowing his somewhat messy hair.

"Are demonic powers obsessed with you?" Locke asked in a cautious tone as he stationed the Destroyer of the Worlds, breathing the death energy in his body.

Prince Garin was surrounded by two hats, his body had turned into the Dread Demon King at the moment, and the strength of the elite peak allowed him to be defeated by one enemy and two at all.

"Obsessed? Apparently not. This pain you and that woman have inflicted on me. Garin stretched out his claws and tore apart an abomination abdomen, scarlet blood and shredded flesh cracking through the air in a storm of flesh.

"If you didn't want to snatch my throne, how could I ......" Garin incited the demonic wings on his back, and slammed into the head of the abomination, tearing it into a rain of blood, "Becoming like this, it is all your fault, this pain, I must return it to you in full." ”

In the rain of flesh and blood, Prince Garin confronted the flesh puppets head-on, and did not fall behind in the slightest.

Locke was unmoved, although he couldn't strike for a short time, the flesh golem was not an undead that a demon could kill.

The flesh golem roared, and the roar of the undead echoed through the hall, but it sent a sneer on Prince Garin's lips.

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, Garin grabbed the arm of the flesh puppet with his arm, and actually used his pure strength to fight against the flesh puppet.

"That's the power of the elite pinnacle." Locke frowned slightly, the rampant shadow power and death energy in his body were controlled, although he could not recover his peak strength in a short period of time, his body had begun to gradually regain consciousness.

"It's not exactly demonic power." Shadra looked cautiously at Prince Garin, who was fighting against the flesh puppet not far away, and then said slowly: "I also feel a trace of the power of time from above, although it is weak, but it exists. ”

"Time." A bad feeling suddenly rose in Locke's heart. He was a little surprised in his heart, the power of time has always been controlled by the Bronze Dragon, but Locke has never heard anyone say that the Bronze Dragon will cooperate with demons.

There is another reason for the demon to help Garin, and that is to control a country from behind.

But the bronze dragon? Is it just to destroy yourself, the traverser?

"Garin, I won't let you succeed in bringing the Burning Legion to Azeroth." Locke's eyes were full of determination, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes: "Maybe the arrival of the Burning Legion is inevitable in the future, but I still have to try to do it, even if there is an abyss in front of me." ”

Locke had returned to his peak state, and all the runes under his control had been restored, and he looked at Garin, who was not far away against the flesh puppet. The Garin had slain both Abominations and beaten the flesh golem to the ground.

The sword of Tolbain in his hand slashed silver light in the air, and his body burned with a miserable green flame, and the power beyond the two stages of the flesh puppet was fully exerted.

Garin was shocked in his heart, he never thought that in Azeroth, there would be a creature that could directly confront him with the power of the elite primary level, let alone that Locke, who used such a huge amount of shadow energy, would actually be able to attack him.

"The Sword of Thorbain, this waste sword, if I have the divine sword inherited from the Soladin Empire in my hand, how can it be stopped here by this person." Garin yelled, his speed getting faster.

Locke clearly felt the demonic energy pouring into Prince Garin's body in the hall, and if he guessed correctly, the demonic energy in Prince Garin's body would continue to climb until he finally became a puppet of the Dreadlord Lord.

Such a large amount of evil power can destroy people's consciousness.

Not to mention that the Dreadlord is waiting for everything in the back.

"Locke, you and that woman tried to seek my throne, but in vain in the end." Prince Garin was floating in the air with his demonic wings at this moment, cutting off the right hand of the flesh puppet with a sword, and then stared at Locke tightly with scarlet eyes, and said coldly: "Soon, I will become the master of this planet." ”

"The Burning Legion will descend on Azeroth."

Locke let out a sneer, followed by a louder laugh.

In the hall, apart from the wails of the flesh golems, only Locke's hearty mockery remained.

Garin floated in mid-air, his scarlet eyes fixed on Locke, and said, "Why are you laughing?" ”

Locke looked at Garin, who was floating in mid-air, stopped laughing, and then said calmly, "The last person to think like this was the Elven Empress Azhara. ”

"It's just that the Elven Empress has now fallen into the bottom of the sea, cursed by the devil, and has become a beast."

"Why don't you look like you now, how different you are from Azhara."

Garin was silent, but after half a sound, he leaned down and rushed to the flesh golem rolling on the ground, and stabbed the flesh golem in the neck with Torbairn's sword, only to hear a loud sound, and a stream of blood sprinkled on Garin's body, rendering him extremely hideous.

The sword of Thorbain was stained with blood, and drops of blood like rose dew dripped from the tip of the sword, and soon, a blood plot was formed on the ground.

"What's the use of talking about this now, you should die here now." Garin said coldly.

At this time, next to the throne, a demonic portal had already taken shape, and the purple energy was particularly dazzling in the dark hall.

Locke only glanced at it lightly, and knew that this portal still had about 5 minutes to take shape. He clapped his hands and said, "Come out, Alice." ”

In the void, a woman's form suddenly appeared in the air, and then solidified into a female phantom, and the long black gothic dress made the woman look particularly seductive.

It's nothing more than a ghost.

"Alice." Garin was slightly stunned, he thought that he would never see this woman in his life, but when this ghost appeared in front of him, he was still surprised.