Bright rainbow light lit up the snow and ice, radiating from a stone that floated in mid-air, leaving only a rainbow light in the eyes of the orc warlock.

You need to know that all the changes in the world are always unexpected, and when the core of the earth element shows a colorful brilliance, it makes the hearts of everyone present beat uncontrollably.

But it didn't include the necromancy, which emitted a rainbow of light from the elemental core, moving so slowly that even the orc warlocks who were close at hand forgot that the danger was not far behind.

Locke stroked the Destroyer of Worlds in his hand, this Troll Excalibur was eager to drink blood, and the blood left over from the battle just now was sucked into this Troll Excalibur, and there was not a trace of filthy and sticky blood on the smooth sword surface. A human being who is the Lich King and the Spider God.

Locke thought he would get the Elemental Core.

It wasn't an ordinary elemental core, but an elemental core after getting the mutation.

The pleasing colorful glow is the core of the element that represents the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water, and its value is rarer and rarer than the core of a single attribute element.

The rainbow of light emanating from the elemental core paints the sky with wind and black snow, and of course, the greedy faces of orc warlocks.

The undead attack finally began, when the dense army of walking corpses rushed forward and backward towards the orc warlocks, a feast took place in this snowfield, when the scarlet blood dripped into the black snow, it could not stain the snow red, but was also repelled by the darkness.

In the eyes of orc warlocks, the number of walking corpses seems to be endless, no matter how they wave the staff in their hands and kill one undead after another, but when they fall an undead, there will always be more undead to fill up from the gap.

Locke stationed the Destroyer of Worlds, only to see a "clang", and the Excalibur was inserted into the ice, splashing a pile of ice chips. He took two steps forward, the shallow frost forming on the surface of his armor making Locke look inhuman.

Locke is indeed not human at the moment, long before escaping the avalanche, his body has reached the extreme, in a series of battles, his physical strength has long been overdrawn, in desperation, Locke temporarily transformed himself into an undead body.

Because the body of the dead is neither painful nor tireless, the only bloodthirsty and hateful thoughts in his mind can support the invisible burning flame action in Locke's heart.

The orc warlocks were soon overwhelmed by the army of undead, who screamed as if they wanted to say something, but the surging undead stopped the act with a tearing sound.

Locke strolled in front of the elemental core, which, while beautiful, also contained deadly dangers. After obtaining the elemental core, it cannot be hidden, and the strong elemental energy around the holder will surprise every mage, this elemental core is like a bright lamp, waiting for countless moths to automatically collide.

A smile appeared on Locke's lips, and after the undead, his long black hair gradually changed to a silver-white color, the skin on his body also turned gray, and the blue flames in his eyes were even more daunting.

"It's mine." Locke muttered softly, he took off the elemental core in mid-air, only to see that he had just taken it off, only to see that this elemental core was only the size of a palm, different from the half-meter-high stone he imagined.

This is pure elemental power, in the northernmost silver song forest of the continent, the elves call the core of this element a magic crystal, they absorb the magic power in it and can't extricate themselves, and this primitive magic crystal can make the elves pay a high price.

Locke put the Elemental Core into the Space Bag and said it was in another dimension, but the Elemental Core always had the property of allowing the magical energy in the air to converge to his side.

Locke looked around, and the surrounding undead quickly retreated after meeting Locke's sight, leaving only a skeleton still stained with flesh and blood, and after Locke glanced at the filthy scene, he saw a strange package next to one of the orc warlocks.

He walked forward, picked up the package on the ground, and this string of data appeared in his retina.

"Six Magic Packs"

"Origin: Karazan"

"Gear Rarity: Blue"

Material: Unknown

Equipment level: 100

Equipment level cannot be increased

Weight: 3.1 kg

"Attack the enemy with the power of wind and fire, thunder and lightning, and even the power of all things."

In Locke's hand is a blue packet, this kind of six-magic bag Locke has heard of it, but that is a long time ago, in rumors, whenever this packet is used, a spell will randomly appear, in which the spell type includes all the spells of the mage and the warlock.

Someone once summoned a Cerberus.

Others once tied a red dragon to the encircling winds.

Locke touched the torso of the undead and sat on the ground as he ordered the army of the undead at his side to attack the orc survivors along the path of the avalanche.

Most of the orcs of the Frostwolf Clan are elite-level creatures.

If they were allowed to breathe a sigh of relief from the avalanche, then Locke would have to pay the price of blood.

"The undead torso really can't last long, and this feeling of being corpsed is really uncomfortable." Locke sat on the ground, feeling his body gradually warming, transforming between the human body and the torso of the dead, but it made people feel a little uneasy.

However, what made Locke feel a little unhappy was the orcs killed in the avalanche just now, it seems that the experience points were not counted on Locke's head, but this is also very normal, the reason for the avalanche just now was that the walking corpse on the peak of the snowy mountain shattered the rocks, and the avalanche was caused at the cost of life, so if it was counted on Locke's head, it would be too much.

"I'll see what happens to this Six Demon Pack." Locke lifted the six demon packets, and a brilliant light bloomed from them, and this light flashed away, and then the sky began to change slowly.

The dark clouds pressed low, and the green lightning that streaked through the air raised a sense of unease in Locke's heart.

"Could it be?" A wry smile appeared at the corner of Locke's mouth, only to see a green pop suddenly appear in the dark cloud vortex in the sky, dragging a green trail

It slammed into the ground, creating an emerald green flame, and in the green flames, a vague burning man appeared.

"Hellfire." Locke uttered the name slowly.