Act 48: The Whispers of the Dead (2)

The smoke finally cleared, and the hazy moonlight shone in through the window lattice, illuminating the spacious hall.

The moon was shining brightly, and the soft moonlight illuminated everything in the hall, blood, flesh, and bones.

Locke even saw the frightened expression on the face of the maid not far away, lying under the table, her pale blue silk robe already stained red with blood.

"They are all your servants." Locke said coldly.

Standing in the doorway and looking into the hall, you can clearly see the situation inside the house, the chaotic hall, Prince Garin sitting on the throne, and a purple light behind him.

"That's the Demon Portal." Shadra's voice appeared softly behind Locke, and unlike before, the red-haired girl's face was full of caution, and she said in a deep tone, "The demon is trying to open the portal to Azeroth from here. ”

Locke was slightly stunned, although it would not be long before Arthas would break through Dalaran and open the demon portal in Dalaran, but that was already half a year later, could it be that because of his arrival, the history of Azeroth changed in advance.

"He must be stopped." Locke gripped the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand, the blood-red greatsword glowing red in the moonlight, looking extremely beautiful.

"Hahaha! ~”

Prince Garin's laughter rang out in this dead hall, and he looked coldly at Locke who walked into the hall, "I didn't expect you to dare to come to me." ”

Yes, Locke gave him too many surprises, whether it was the destruction of his legion before, or the defeat of the Shadow Demon rushing in, he had too many surprises.

But that's all, at most, ten minutes later, the army of the Burning Legion will pour into Azeroth from the demonic portal behind him, and even he, under the complete demonization after five minutes, can even exert a strength beyond the elite level.

Master.

The demon's evil power is stronger than what holy light I don't know how much stronger, Garin roared in his heart.

"You're too late, the arrival of the Burning Legion is inevitable, it's a shame that you can't do anything."

"Soldiers of Riptide Castle, inherit the will of the previous king."

The hall began to tremble violently, much to Locke's slight surprise, as cracks appeared in the ground, and on the ceiling, continuous waves of fly ash flew in the air.

Locke was not only surprised, the statues of soldiers around the hall were trembling slightly, as if they were about to come back to life in the next moment.

"That's an alchemy creature, it may have master-level strength when it was refined, but now it only has the strength of the elite beginner level." Shadra kindly reminded.

Locke nodded, the shock had become weak by this time, and the statue soldiers had apparently all survived.

"Roar!"

They let out a roar, and all the stones on their bodies had fallen off, and as alchemic creatures, the first idea they carried out was to protect the king of Riptide Castle.

"Ten elite-grade alchemy creatures." Locke let out a cloudy breath, and by the hazy moonlight, he could see the smile on Prince Garin's face.

Presumably he already thinks he has the win.

Locke raised his hand, and a wave of lilac shadow energy surged wildly in his body, and then condensed to a point in his hand. This shadow energy terrified even the Dreadlord not far away.

"What kind of skill is this, and why can I feel the immense dark energy in it." The Dreadlord looked at the shadow energy light group beating in Locke's palm with a solemn face, and his heart tightened for a while.

"What did Naozu do, and why did this Death Lord break away from the Lich King's grasp?" The Dreadlord had a hideous face, and his hands were clenched.

This uncontrollable factor still came to it with such a posture after all.

The Burning Legion will not accept this defeat. Thinking of this, the Dreadlord said hideously, "Garin, what are you waiting for, kill that guy for me." ”

Garin nodded cautiously, and he was also shocked by the vast shadow power in Locke's hand, that vast dark energy was even more powerful than the previous Shadow Demon.

"Give it all to me!! At the fastest speed. The demonic Garin's voice was extremely low and terrifying, and the voice echoed through the hall. With this order, ten elite-level alchemy creatures pounced on Locke.

"Sorry for being late." Locke spoke softly as if to himself, as if he was provoking the Fear Demon King, and he said slowly, "The Scourge. ”

In an instant, streams of shadow energy sputtered out from Locke's palm, and this powerful shadow energy even made the alchemy creatures that rushed over stop their tracks.

Shadra looked at Locke in amazement, "Who came up with this spell from the source of darkness and then transformed into a dark creature?" ”

Intense shadow energy pulsed on the ground, and several ghouls crawled up from the magic circle on the floor, but to Locke's surprise, he spotted two abominations and a flesh golem behind him.

Could this be the skill enhancement benefit given by the Knight of the Apocalypse?

This thought flashed through Locke's mind, knowing that the flesh golem can be regarded as the strongest land unit of the Scourge Legion in the future, and the creature that was formerly the Storm Giant can sweep most of the creatures on the ground after being resurrected as a flesh golem.

"It's a pity that it's only the elite beginner." Locke thought to himself that this skill had great limitations, such as only being able to summon creatures of the same level as Locke.

But it was enough, and with a single sweep, the flesh golem flew an alchemical creature directly into the air, and then slammed it to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Locke looked at the Scourge in front of him, and his heart was peaceful. What about the Burning Legion, Brother can directly summon the top units of the Future Scourge.

"I'm going to deal with your teleportation array now, Dreadlord." Locke said slowly, he had already drawn his sword at this time, the blazing light was particularly prominent in the hall, and he slashed out with a sword, directly splitting an alchemy creature in two.

These alchemy creatures have been stored for too long, their strength has been greatly reduced, and under the attack of the Scourge Legion, the situation has clearly turned towards Locke.

"That's enough." Garin finally couldn't sit still, he stood up from the throne, at this time Prince Garin's skin had turned black, and the pale green fire of evil energy jumped in the palm of his hand, except for the fact that he could see a trace of human shadow on his face, he had become no different from a demon.