"Surprised?" Locke frowned slightly, he didn't expect the Lich Les Frost to say such a thing, because in Locke's memory, the Lich would never express its own emotions. But as soon as he thought of the current situation, a smile appeared on the corner of Locke's mouth: "I'm afraid you don't have your undead legion." ”

"Can I understand it as a void of heart?"

Locke clenched the sword in his hand, although he looked relaxed on the surface, but he was very nervous in his heart, in order to relieve his emotions, Locke used the fastest speed to transform himself into an undead.

With his long silver hair fluttering through the air, Locke said in a hoarse and deep voice, "Don't pretend to be a ghost, since you manipulated me, only one of the two of us will survive." ”

"Do you want to try, which of us will be a sacrifice to the Nightmare King."

The lich stretched out its finger, and its crystal clear finger drew a hexagonal shape in the air, and it also said in a cold tone, "This is the order of the Lich King, I must obey!"

In Locke's mind, a spiritual scream suddenly sounded, but Locke had already prepared, and the anti-magic shield on his body was directly activated.

An emerald green anti-magic shield appeared on Locke's body, and he jumped suddenly, his body turned into an emerald green lightning bolt, and rushed directly towards the lich Les Frostwhisper not far away. I saw the blade in his hand make a sonic boom in the air, followed by a frenzied air pressure sweeping over Les Frost's body.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and Locke felt that the weapon had slashed on top of the ice, and there was no vulgar sense of hitting the lich, a spirit creature that was itself refined with souls, which caused them to have no flesh at all.

When Locke saw everything in front of him clearly, he frowned slightly, on the lich's body, a layer of frost armor had appeared on the body of the lich Les Frostwhisper, as a member of the lich, of course, its knowledge of frost spells was not too low.

Locke himself knew that the Lich was not so easy to kill, but compared to the fact that Locke couldn't see the Lich before, he was now able to confront the Lich head-on, which was also a great improvement.

"Les Frostwhisper, you finally have the courage to confront me, I thought you were going to hide in your Scourge for a while."

Locke swung the blade in his hand, spilling the blood from the silver hand's two-handed sword, and then stared coldly at the lich Les Frost in front of him.

The breath of frost kept coming out of Less Frost's mouth, and it stared at Locke in front of him expressionlessly, and then sighed and said, "Although I don't know what's going on, in this dream, the growing malice towards me makes me want to get out of here quickly. ”

"The order that Kel'thugad gave me is to directly destroy you, the biggest variable in the territory of Lordaeron." After saying this, it suddenly quickly solidified into an ice arrow in its hand, and threw it directly at Locke not far away.

But Locke was prepared, he jumped suddenly, only to hear a loud "flutter" behind him, and when Locke stood firm, he found that the stairs he was standing on had been torn apart by the attack of the ice arrow.

Locke knew in his heart that this was a fierce battle, with a master lich facing off against a master death knight.

Just as Locke was about to kill him head-on, there was a crisp sound in his ears, the sound of high heels echoing through the wooden staircase.

Bridget walked down the stairs with heavy steps, she looked at the two people in the hall with a dark face, holding the shackles in her hands, she didn't see the lich in the hall for the first time, but turned to look at Locke and said, "Death Knight, you were planning to lie to me from the beginning, right?" ”

The divine light rose up beside Bridget, and the bursts of holy light were like burning flames, burning constantly on Bridget's body, and the shackles on her palms were also beating with divine flames, which was the sound of the holy light burning.

Bang la blah

The Lich Les Frostwhisper squinted her eyes and tentatively threw an ice arrow, only to see a bright shield emerge from Bridget's body, and the ice arrow disappeared into obscurity.

This is the Paladin's Holy Shield, a defensive spell that is immune to all damage, but due to the long cooldown, most paladins give up using this spell.

The Holy Shield Technique is not something that ordinary paladins can learn, and you must be a second-level core member of the Silver Hand to have a learning permit for the Holy Shield Technique.

Brigitte let out a shrill roar, and she turned into a golden thread and slammed into the Lich Les Frostwhisper.

The light scorches the lich's health, and for the undead, the healing light becomes the poison that destroys them. The light is like a flame, and once it is contaminated with the undead, it will make the undead feel great pain.

There was no difference between victory and defeat for a while, but Locke knew that the elite Bridge could not be the match for the lich Les Frostwhisper. After a moment's hesitation, he shouted below, "Bridget, if you want to return to Azeroth and meet your dear father, you must kill the lich." ”

"I'm not lying to you, it's all a dream, it's all this lich that pulls us into this dream, I'm a person who can control the power of the Lich King, as you can see, I can freely transform human and undead torsos."

Locke knew that it was impossible for Briggette to believe this simple statement, but Locke didn't really care about the woman believing in him, after all, he didn't plan to have any relationship with this woman after the dream, and Locke didn't think that this woman could change Lordaeron's fate.

She has no power, and the powerful general Abidis will never run away to rebel against the royal family of Lordaeron because of his daughter's words.

But Locke didn't think about it so much now, because Brigitte below had been directly pressed by the Lich Lace Frost, and he only saw a string of shy and incomprehensible spells in the mouth of the Lich Rice.

In the four corners of the hall, dozens of skeletons have risen, and these skeletal warriors are trying to surround Brigitte directly in the hall at the first moment of rising.

Locke had no intention of standing idly by, he jumped into the hall, brandishing his weapon in his hand, slicing all the skeletons into pieces, these summoned skeleton creatures, after all, are still very fragile.

It was at this time that the situation on the scene took a new turn (to be continued). )