Act 50: The Whispers of the Dead (4)
The hazy moonlight illuminated everything in the hall of Riptide Castle, which was momentarily quiet, except for the emerald green fire of evil energy that "snorted".
"I hate you so much." Ghost Alice's eyes were scarlet, staring at the demonic Garin, and the long black dress was windless.
Garin had a sneer on his face, he slowly lowered the sword of Tolbain in his hand, and said coldly: "It's been a long time, but I was surprised that you were able to escape Curlan's control. ”
Garin slowly closed his eyes, and then said with a frost that was as cold as Northrend.
"Slut, the good daughter you gave birth to."
At this moment, Prince Garin's body burned with an emerald fire, and then he instigated the newborn demonic wings behind him and floated in midair.
"From the beginning, I should have killed you and your daughter who lured the wolf into the house." Garin said calmly, a thin layer of scales began to appear on his face, which was exactly the situation of full demonization, and after a while, he said slowly: "If I had known about today. ”
Humans who receive demonic power will be slowly transformed by the demon's powerful evil energy, and when this evil power is inevitably filled in the human body, they will completely become demons.
Both the body and its mind.
"He's completely hopeless, and the powerful demonic energy has made him." Shadra looked cautiously at Garin, who was enveloped in the fire of evil energy, and continued, "But also let his soul fall into the abyss forever. ”
She restlessly placed her white hand on the hilt of the long sword at her waist, and said slowly, "The demon's will will gradually devour his soul. ”
"At the end of the day, he'll become a Dreadlord from the mind......"
As soon as he finished speaking, Garin, who was floating in mid-air, let out an earth-shattering roar, followed by a rapid breathing.
"My master, Kil'Gardan, yes, your most loyal servant, will soon open the portal for you." Garin said hurriedly.
From time to time, evil fires splashed down from his body, falling to the ground to form emerald green fires.
At this time, the room was no longer dark in color, but pale green flames lit the hall, and directly above the hall, Prince Garin was covered in flames.
Locke was slightly stunned, the energy fluctuations coming from the hall became stronger and stronger, and the power transmitted by the demon really made him feel uneasy.
Because there is no human being in the sky.
It's a demon.
"Uhhh......h
At this moment, Alice's ghost, which had been floating in mid-air, let out a piercing cry. Without waiting for Locke to give the order, she screamed and threw herself at the evil flames.
The nature of the undead and the desire for revenge led her to attack Garin.
But she only has the strength of the elite mid-rank, and after being controlled by Locke with necromancy, she only has this little strength, and she is not Garin's opponent.
A claw stretched out from the evil flames, it was the arm of the Dreadlord, and it reached out from the miserable green flames, grabbing Alice's neck with unmistakable accuracy, and then a hoarse voice came out from the miserable green flames: "Damn slut, you dare to come to me after you become an undead." ”
"I'm going to let you go."
Grim green flames burned from Alice's gothic dress, and in a matter of seconds, the ghost turned into a pile of powder beneath Prince Garin's evil flames.
Locke took a step back nervously, the ghost was at least an elite mid-level creature, even if it was defeated by Prince Garin, but Locke didn't expect that in just a few seconds, this ghost would turn into powder.
"Hahaha, now that I finally have complete control over the demon's body, you inferior creature will die here." Garin flipped his wings, and the evil flames on his body flew in all directions, and he had completely turned into the Dreadlord by this time.
Garin looked contemptuously at Locke below, the pathetic human was about to face his wrath, he sneered, and then landed on the ground, picking up Torbain's sword from the ground.
"This is the honor of the Tolbaine family, and I must use this sword to deal with my enemies, this is a wish I have made since I was a child."
Locke took advantage of this time to summon the ghoul and strengthen his body with the Body of Frost, and he felt a terrifying aura from Garin, who was not far away.
It was a breath that Garin didn't have before.
Now the breath is getting stronger.
His heart was beating uncontrollably, and Locke watched Garin turn into a bolt of lightning and rush over.
Locke jumped backwards, his long war instincts had made him make the best judgment at this time, only to hear a loud 'boom', and a huge hole had appeared in the place where Locke had just stood.
Sawdust flew through the air, and in the smoke, Locke saw Garin fly out of it and slash at Locke with the sword of Tolbain in his hand.
Locke hurriedly fended off the blow with the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand, only to hear a dull sound in the air, and the two weapons sparked a string of sparks as they collided in the smoke.
Locke was knocked away, and the demonized Garin was not something he could compete with at the moment, just a simple strength attribute was also dozens of points behind, and it was impossible to succeed in the confrontation.
Bang
With a dull thud, Locke was knocked out of the corner, and although the skeleton in his body was about to fall apart, he still struggled to get up and rolled on the side of a donkey.
In the smoke, Garin let out a cold snort, and at this moment he was standing where Locke had just fallen, "It's almost enough to tear you to pieces." Although your will to fight is tenacious, in the face of absolute strength, it is still just a joke. ”
Locke wiped the blood from his face, he stood up, he knew that in the face of danger, only by constantly moving forward could he rush through the danger, otherwise he would have to die here.
"Garin, I haven't lost yet." Locke's voice echoed through the hall, but responded to Locke's.
Just a heavy sneer.
Suddenly, Locke heard Shadra beside him say something serious: "Hey, little one, do you want me to help you deal with him?" ”
Locke was slightly stunned, and turned his head to look at Shadra beside him, the red-haired girl standing beside him with a serious face, her eyes fixed on Garin in the smoke.
"You're just a projection now, what can you do to deal with this demon."
"You don't need to know this, I just don't want to see the demon pollute this emerald green planet before Ben Maiden came to Azeroth."
"I'll only ask you once, do you want me to help."
Locke nodded hurriedly, is there any other option?