The gray swarm gradually dispersed.

In the deathly darkness, a green shadow rushed out.

It was Orgrimmar, green evil matter flowing through his body, muscular muscles packed with terrifying demonic power. As the Grand Chief of the Old Horde, Orgrimmar was a strong warrior.

Rows of ghouls crawled out of the snow on Locke's side, this is the last essence of Locke's transformation, in the series of battles just now, Orgrimmar has eliminated most of his necromantic legion, under Locke's command, these ghouls stand in front of Locke with neat steps.

"Roar!!"

The ghoul's roar echoed through the blizzard.

Everyone on the battlefield stared at a row of elite-level ghouls not far away, and Orgrimmar sneered on his face and said slowly: "This is your trick, but with these necromancy, what steps can you do." ”

But soon Orgrimmar couldn't laugh anymore, and the void arm that emerged from the snow held his footsteps tightly, unable to break free no matter how much he struggled.

"Save your energy, this is the dark swamp of the Lich King's characteristics, no matter what level of power it is, it will be trapped in the void for more than half an hour."

The voice in Orgrimmar's ear made him frown angrily. The more angry he struggled with the quagmire beneath his feet, the tighter the giant hand from the void held his footsteps.

"Hmph, undead, your little trick is just to delay your life."

"I swear to destroy you"

The roar of the orcs echoed in Locke's ears, and he waved his hand suddenly, "Give it to me." ”

The numerous ghouls swarmed up, and with a "crushing" sound from their mouths, they attacked Orgrimmar in the mire, but this quickly proved to be a vain.

When the ghoul gets close to Orgrimmar's side, it will be smashed into pieces of flesh by the Hammer of Destruction, leaving nothing behind.

Locke has just beaten a spirit, you must know that the gap between him and Orgrimmar is too big, although this long-planned shadow trap has put Orgrimmar in a difficult situation, but this trap provided by the Lich King will not last long.

"Orgrimmar, where is Thrall?" Locke calmly said the problem, at this time, if you want to escape the pursuit of the bronze dragon, it will take enough time, when this solution is in his brain, a crazy plan appears in his mind,

A sneer appeared on the corner of Orgrimmar's mouth, he would never tell the human in front of him about Sal, because Thrall was the only hope for the orcs, and when the elite of the Frostwolf Clan was completely buried by the avalanche, Thrall became precious in Orgrimmar's eyes.

On the contrary, it is the undead in front of him, a thorn in the flesh and a nail in the bone.

As time passed, Orgrimmar found that the power in the quagmire beneath his feet was slowly weakening, and the demonic energy in his body was frantically increasing the power in his body.

"Is this the power of demons?"

It was the last word that Ogrimmar thought in his mind, and immediately after, his consciousness was consumed by eternal darkness.

………………

Locke soon discovered that the little advantage he had just gained from the Lich King had been reduced to nothingness by Orgrimmar's mighty power.

The ghouls were lying on the ground, their bodies had been torn apart, and a war cry from Orgrimmar just now directly stunned the ghouls collectively, and then, Orgrimmar turned into an afterimage, breaking all the ghouls around him around.

The hollow aura of death permeated the valley, and the black blood of the undead's bodies stained large areas of snow black, and in it, a green orc strolled up Locke.

Before he could take a step, the snow on the ground was spreading in layers, and his old skin was now beginning to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's just incredible." Locke held up the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand, and he watched as the orc got closer and closer to him, but Locke noticed the fact that there was no emotion in Orgrimmar's eyes.

It's a killing machine.

"It's incredible." Locke watched a green light come back to him from the snow, and he hurriedly parried his greatsword in front of him, hoping to resist the imminent attack.

"When"

A crisp sound echoed on the blade of the Destroyer of Worlds, followed by a wailing trembling sound of the blade, and Locke was also directly knocked into the air by this attack, and he felt that all the internal organs in his body began to turn upside down, and the muscles in his body began to loosen.

It's not a confrontation at all.

It's nothing short of torture.

The sound of the wind passing through Locke's ears, and the hideous smiling face of Orgrimmar on the ground, as well as his own body about to crumble, plunged Locke into deep fear.

The undead have no fear

But the body was about to collapse, the magic runes on the body dissipated, and the signs of corpse began to slowly disappear. Fear is born in the human body.

"That's what you're after?" The Lich King's voice echoed in Locke's ears with a hint of mockery: "You can't do anything, in the absolute force of Azeroth, a small man like you, at the feet of the strong, is nothing more than an ant. ”

Ant?

This made Locke's pupils shrink slightly, in his previous life, he was just a death knight at the peak of the master, although he had not encountered an opponent for a long time, he knew that among Azeroth, there were many unfathomable enemies.

"But I'm cracking right now, and before long, I'll fall off a cliff." Locke said slowly, he had made no substantial progress back to Azeroth this time, although he had changed the timeline of Azeroth.

But now, when the blood was flowing from his body, and the power dissipated in his body, all this made Locke feel a deep remorse, and he had thought that when he had lost everything, if fate gave him a chance, then he would hold on to it.

But it was too late at the moment, and the fall from the Alterac Mountains, thousands of meters of snowy peaks, was enough to smash anything into a pulp.

Locke slowly closed his eyes, since he couldn't resist fate, it was better to accept this fate honestly.

"Hmph, do you want to die in a place like this?" The voice of the Lich King Neozu echoed in Locke's ears.

The wind kept pouring into Locke's ears, and he said calmly, "I've done my best. ”

"Could it be that in the current situation, can we still have the power to change the situation?"

The Lich King was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Of course there is, but you need your consent. ”