Locke walked slowly in the castle, unlike the previous castle, this castle had a strong shadow atmosphere, and the dense shadow energy in the air made Locke frown slightly.

The walls made of stone seemed to have been cursed by flesh and blood, and one eye spawned on the wall, then slowly closed, and on the ground there were shadow swirls one after another, from which one after another crawled out of the small shadow demons.

"What the hell is going on here, hasn't Twilight been waiting for Deathwing's return?" Locke trampled the small shadow demon at his feet to death, and the shadow creature's jet-black blood splattered in all directions, spilling on Locke's body.

"Quack!"

The small shadow demons wriggled on the ground, showing tenacious vitality, and the separated flesh slowly gathered towards the main body at Locke's feet.

Locke added a sword and killed the small Shadow Demon on the ground, and there was no happy look on his face.

The Shadow Demon is automatically generated from the air after the Shadow Energy reaches a certain limit, and this elemental creature has a flesh curse due to the influence of the Elder Gods, so it has a tenacious vitality.

But the Shadow Energy here can actually generate Shadow Energy.

What happened to Riptide Castle to grow such an evil thing?

"Locke, I know your name."

Prince Garin's voice echoed through the castle, and it looked particularly eerie in this dark castle.

Locke looked around, but he didn't find Prince Garin, he only felt that this Prince Garin's voice was very different from before, it was not the voice of the undead, but a voice that Locke was very familiar with.

The voice of the devil.

"Garin, you coward, why don't you come out." Locke's voice echoed through the hallways, and the surrounding walls could do nothing but echo Locke's voice.

There was silence for a while, and in the silent castle, Garin's voice sounded again, "Don't think you're doing a good job, Riptide Castle will never fall into the hands of trolls, it's my responsibility." ”

"So, even if it's to take refuge in the devil." Locke responded to him calmly.

"Yes, even if it's a demon, Locke, you won't be complacent for long, and when the Burning Legion returns to this world, you'll find out how ridiculous you are."

Locke slowly closed his eyes, thinking back to the horror of the destruction of the magical kingdom of Dalaran, and when the Burning Legion broke out of Dalaran, the world went down the path of darkness.

"I ...... I'm going to Lordaeron to investigate that, and no one can stand in my way until then. Locke said softly. Then stride forward.

What about the devil, kill him in the same way.

The castle at Riptide was so spacious that it took Locke half an hour to find his way to the second level.

The stone steps in front of Locke's eyes were already covered with blood, and there were several corpses randomly placed on the stairs, and on the walls, someone wrote the word "shadow" in blood on the wall.

The dark power in the air was close to the essence at this time, and the further up the floor, the more intense the dark energy of those fears became, and Locke could feel the deep malice on the second floor just by standing at the bottom of the stone steps.

"Locke, I'm glad you're here, the Shadow Demons on the road don't seem to be a threat to you."

"But if you go back now, maybe you can still save a life."

Prince Garin's voice rang in Locke's ears again, but Locke didn't hear it, and he walked up the stairs and clutched the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand.

The magical glow of the blade in his hand illuminated the staircase, and the blood-red light illuminated Locke's progress.

In all fairness, this Destroyer of Worlds is really not the ability that an artifact should have, it stands to reason that if the four Troll Holy Swords are combined into one, it will also have the function of a real artifact, but this Destroyer of Worlds only has a panel equipped with an artifact, which makes Locke feel a little uneasy about the next battle.

Because the strong shadow aura above had already reminded Locke of something bad.

That is the power of the Elder Gods, the energy that comes from pure darkness, the dark power that obliterates everything, without any emotion.

Shadow Fiend.

Walking up the stairs, Locke was greeted by a giant shadow demon, surrounded by several soulless human soldiers, and its single eyes looked at Locke tightly, as if it wanted to swallow Locke in the next moment.

"Devouring souls?"

Shadow Fiends have a habit of devouring their souls while killing creatures. =

Locke carefully looked at the Shadow Demon not far away and the soldiers around it, those who were alive not long ago, their bodies had changed greatly due to the erosion of dark forces. Dark flesh grew from their corpses, and these dark purple tentacles wrapped around them.

Elite Junior.

Locke made a judgment on the human soldiers, who were no longer simple undead with the blessing of the dark forces, they had transformed their bodies into semi-elemental bodies, and each attack carried shadow damage.

This also meant that the armor Locke was wearing was almost ineffective, and Locke took a deep breath and quietly summoned ghouls and ghouls from the land.

"Hang Lala!"

The three-headed undead creature roared in the darkness, and this roar kicked off the battle.

The Shadow Demon made a murky sound, its huge tongue flung out a large amount of saliva, and a few tiny tentacles increased its movement speed very quickly. The dead human soldiers quickly confronted Locke's ghouls.

After Locke opened his talent and became an elite-level, the undead creatures he summoned also became elite-level creatures, although the skills are incomplete, but in terms of attributes, it can be said to be a standard elite-level creature.

"Shadow Demon, it seems that your master is not confident enough to let you take the lead." Locke teased, activated the anti-magic shield, and rushed towards the Shadow Fiend.

"Since your damage is a shadow magic attribute, try my anti-magic shield." Locke was dressed in a green shroud, and his heart was dark as he watched the tentacles in the Shadow Demon's hand slap on the shield, causing waves in his heart.

Crash.

Blood splattered from the Shadow Demon's skin, and while it didn't kill the Shadow Demon, it made it rage.

When the anti-magic shield disappears, Locke discovers a very serious problem, that is, he is no match for the Shadow Demon, the Shadow Demon's eyes are red, and the tentacles in his hands attack Locke like a tide.

Every time he took damage, Locke directly saw the blood on his panel seem to be reduced by the naked eye.

"Why, Lord of Death who is not under the control of the Lich King, this is all you are capable of?" Garin's voice rang in Locke's ears again.

But Locke was already too busy to take care of himself, only to see the giant shadow demon stretch out its tentacles and hit it violently from top to bottom.

He raised his hand, trying to fend off the attack from the Destroyer of Worlds in his hands.

Bang la blah

The Destroyer of Worlds shuddered from the tentacles, and Locke was slammed into the corner of the other wall with great force, and a rumble rang out in his ears.

"This is, the strength of the elite mid-rank." A trace of blood appeared at the corner of Locke's mouth.