A skeleton shattered into pieces, and Locke stepped on the skeleton's skeleton, the sound of bones cracking echoed through the world. Before Locke's eyes, the whole of Andoral had become a huge tomb, and the ground was littered with corpses, both human soldiers and zombies.

This is a graveyard.

The charred black ruins were littered with charred wreckage, and in the middle of the town was a hellfire that had lost its evil flames, and the demon had burned its evil energy and turned into a pile of stones in the middle of the town.

Locke walked quietly, and before long, all that would be left was the stone of the ruins, and the crows in the sky eager to gnaw on the carrion would devour the corpses, and the cultists hiding in the forests of Lordaeron would transport the corpses away and craft them into ghouls to attack the humans.

Locke walked quietly, and not long ago, Liliana had left him, and told him that the next thing was the fate he was going to choose.

It must have been fate, for Alsace is in the midst of this ruin.

The dull sound of footsteps made Locke feel a little heavy, and a thought suddenly sprung up in his mind, that is, to kill Arthas, then it would be all over.

The idea could not be ignored from the moment it germinated, and it soon filled Locke's brain.

He walked quietly among the ruins, looking for possible figures in the ruins. Historically, Andohar was ultimately destroyed by the plague of Kel'thugad, but the demons who arrived early with the Burning Legion destroyed everything.

Locke had seen Arthas.

His golden cloak was stained with blood, and he held the hammer of Minethil feebly in both hands, and his eyes looked at Andomir, who was in ruins.

"Your Highness, we meet again." Locke greeted softly.

Arthas seemed to stop grieving, he turned around and looked at Locke beside him, with a forced smile on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm still grieving." ”

"As you can see, my kingdom has been attacked by foreign enemies, and now Andohar has been destroyed."

There was silence for a while, and a strong desire to assassinate rose in Locke's mind, but soon the increasing number of knights with the Silver Hand around him made Locke discourage this plan.

It's one thing to change Lordaeron's fate, but if you take your own life, then the price is too high.

"Report to His Royal Highness the Prince, we have found some cultist operations in a grain warehouse not far from Andohar." The knight of the Silver Hand on the side said slowly.

Arthas nodded, he stared at the sky, and then said to Locke beside him, "I don't know why you are in Andorhar, but are you interested in accompanying me to investigate the plague in Lordaeron?" ”

Locke nodded lightly, the plague here is just the beginning, in the farther North Lordaeron, it is now in a panic, I believe that it will not be long before this land will truly become the land of the dead.

"Arthas, I want to ask you a question."

"This plague isn't that simple, and I don't believe your abilities can change him."

Another batch of experience points to start, Locke felt very excited.

Following Arthas's army, near Andohar, the slaughter of the undead Scourge has greatly increased Locke's experience points, and this series of wars has made Locke earn more, but he does not plan to upgrade to the elite peak now, because these undead are not worthy of making him an elite peak.

With the power given to him by the system, it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to the master level, but before he became a master level, he still wanted to work part-time as a sword master.

To advance the Sword Master, you must obtain a method of tempering your body in the orc tribe, and then simply use martial arts to kill 100 creatures and win a hundred battles in the arena.

These conditions are obviously not available to Locke now.

Lordaeron's elite heavy cavalry directly tore through the ghoul squad, and then the heavy infantry followed, crushing all the fifty or so ghouls hiding in the forest into meat foam.

A flurry of data surfaced in Locke's retina.

"The battle is over."

"Because of your team, you gained 12,000 XP."

………………

Locke soon joined the battle, and the increasing number of undead creatures pouring out of the forest had already weakened Arthas's army, and in order not to irritate these Lordaeron troops, Locke skillfully used swordsmanship to deal with many ghouls.

"Increase your sword proficiency by 1."

Locke's retina beats with green fonts, and it is the best place to hone one's martial arts skills on the battlefield, and in the stimulation of thousands of lives and deaths, human potential can be released to the maximum. And so it was with Locke, who heard the voice of Shadra teaching.

"Watch out for the back."

"Pay attention to the front, take out the sword in your left hand, and use three layers of force."

Locke was familiar with Shadra's voice during the battle, and as he listened, he felt himself enter a wonderful realm, with no pain, no difficulty, just waving his weapon in place.

By the time Locke came to his senses again, layers of corpses had appeared in front of him. A vast number of ghouls fell in front of Locke, and the shocking image shocked the soldiers around him.

This is simply inhuman.

Sticky blood penetrated the grass in front of Locke, and he stood on top of the mountain of corpses, as if a demon god had descended into the world. He said in a deep voice to the Lordaeron soldiers beside him: "The abomination that emerged from the forest is up to me, I feel the power surging in my body, and I am about to break through." ”

Arthas smashed a ghoul in two with a hammer, he looked at Locke not far away, and then asked in surprise: "Are you sure, you must know that abomination is not an easy existence to deal with, even if a person is strong......"

But Arthas couldn't say anything else, only to see Locke descend from the mountain of corpses and rush straight at Abomination, who came out of the forest.

The power of abomination is very high, and these strong undead can use their powerful power to push a two-story building directly to the flat road, or they can use their strength to knock down a watchtower made of stone. This undead creature that wields power is the most powerful being in the undead scourge.

Everyone present looked at Locke in surprise, and it must be a very risky act to be alone with hatred.

Doubts rose in everyone's hearts.

But the next scene made everyone's doubts dispelled dryly quietly. (To be continued.) )