Locke looked at the pond not far away, only to see that a thin layer of green poisonous mist had formed on the ground, and these emerald green poisonous gases quickly polluted the land, not only decomposing the dead corpses, but also devouring many living humans and trolls.

This is the realm of beings with divine powers, this poisonous gas that covers tens of meters pollutes everything, but does not reach the building where Locke stands.

After all, Gazriela was imprisoned by the mages' chains, and the exertion of her divine power had been greatly suppressed.

In mid-air, the expressions on the faces of the three archmages grew more and more anxious, as Crassus used his spell shield to barely fend off Gazrila's biting attack. The chains on the beast spirit's body, which had been making a crisp sound, had begun to break off.

But the crisis did not continue to widen.

"Poisonous Ring!"

Emerald green venom shot out of Gazrila's three skulls like three emerald green columns of water, its scarlet eyes tinged with a hint of madness, and a whirlwind of distorted air swirled around its body, the emerald green scales gradually peeling off, revealing pink flesh.

The venom that erupted from its mouth didn't break through the fragile magic shield in front of Crassus, the red magic shield rippled but didn't shatter.

The venom in Gazrila's mouth gradually became smaller, and the violence in its eyes slowly dissipated, as if the strength had faded from its body, and its breathing began to be messy, and it looked very tired, and the scales on its body peeled off, revealing pink flesh.

Locke quietly looked at the battlefield not far away, the Gazriela who was constantly struggling with chains, obviously had entered the final madness, with it as the center, there were no living creatures standing on the ground around him, and those corpses that had long since died were now in the process of corruption.

"It was captured alive." Shadra's cold voice appeared in Locke's ears, and the demigod girl quietly looked at Gazrila, who was constantly screaming not far away, a trace of sadness flowed in her eyes, and then said: "Thousands of years have passed, these small human beings...... You also have the power to capture demigods......"

"No, it chose death." Locke looked at the struggling demigod Gazrila not far away, and said calmly, "It will not accept the shame of being a captive. ”

Thump!

Gazrila's eyes lost their looks, and her massive body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The poisonous fog gradually dispersed.

The war is over, and no one emerges, neither the human coalition nor the exterminated desert trolls. The battlefield was filled with the wails of the wounded, and paladins and priests ran back and forth on the battlefield, healing all humanity that could be saved with holy light. For those warriors who can't be saved, usually everyone else will give them a hard time.

This is a brutal battle, and the living warriors and mages can get a lot of money, while the dead warriors will not have such treatment.

With a painful heart, the loot was collected, and the mages not far away had begun to build a portal back to Dalaran.

Locke decides to return to Dalaran to slowly study the Desert Troll's Excalibur, but the unignorable Solan Lian behind him makes his scalp tingle.

If Locke unties the ropes on Solan Lian's body now, maybe Solan Lian, who has recovered his mana, will recover and kill Locke in a few days, but if he doesn't untie the ropes on Solan Lian's body, when Solan Lian recovers his mana, the result will still be the same.

A murderous intent appeared in Locke's eyes.

"There's no need to do this, I can seal the mana in her body, and I can silence her." Shadra's voice was like the sound of heaven.

…………

When Locke walked into Dalaran, he glanced at Solan Lian behind him in disbelief, the girl was not only unable to speak because of Shadra's illusion, but her mana could not be restored, and even her body was controlled by Shadra. She glared at Locke angrily, but Locke didn't see it.

In the end, under the surprised eyes of the innkeeper, Locke took Solanlian back to the room.

"Bell."

As the wooden door was closed, Locke turned to close the curtains, and the civilians who greeted the army in Dalaran below let out cheers, but these had little to do with Locke now.

These honors belong only to the mages of Dalaran, and have nothing to do with the elves and the knights of Lordaeron, because the commoners in Dalaran believe that the elves and knights who help are paid for by the council.

Just mercenaries.

The reason why Locke didn't make it to Kel'thugad's Mage Tower in the first place was because he had one more important thing to do, and that was to reforge the Desert Troll's Excalibur. Shadra's unexpected awakening allowed Locke to fuse the two swords together without relying on Kel'thugad.

"Bell"

With a crisp sound, two one-handed swords, the material used to reforge Susas the Flogger and Locke's target for Zurfarak, were placed on the wooden table.

Locke gently stroked the two one-handed swords, and the cold touch came from the palm of his hand, and a smile appeared on Locke's face.

This is an excellent weapon forged from sand cold stone, and it is only in ancient times that trolls know how to use sand cold stone to forge weapons, so it is obvious that these two swords should be products of ancient times.

Solan Lian glanced at Locke deeply, it was recorded in the ancient books that the creature that was rumored to fuse the four troll swords, no matter what race, would be the true king of all trolls. She stared at Locke in silence, and the Locke in front of her was a little different from the kid she had met for the first time.

There is no greenness in his eyes, and his strength is approaching the peak of the elite in a short period of time, what makes Solan Lian a little irritated is that Locke has the holy sword of the forest troll, the destroyer of all worlds.

The desert troll's holy sword was also in Locke's hand, and Solanlian shuddered at the thought of the prophecies in the ancient books.

She sighed faintly, she had been ordered by Kael'thas to kill Locke at all costs, but she had always felt that Locke would not be able to make it.

But now the elven crisis is at hand, and the first target of those trolls rising is the elves who occupy their holy land.

But Solanlian couldn't do anything.

Locke didn't care about the sigh of Solan Lian not far from his side, he carefully studied the two one-handed swords in his hand, how these two weapons with blue equipment attributes should be fused into the divine sword that Shadra said?

Locke didn't know how to fuse for a while.

"Put two swords together." Solan Lian's voice rang out in the bedroom, and a sudden notice popped into her mind that it was better to draw him over to the elf's side than to continue to help the troll.

So Solan Lian was going to fight for it, she looked at Locke not far away, only to see him put the two swords together in disbelief, and then silver lightning emitted from the two blades, followed by a white light.

"You should use the power of the shadow to suppress it, otherwise the two swords will burst apart due to energy issues."

Solanlian said slowly, she wanted to save herself and then went back to persuade Kael'thas to give up killing Locke.

Because it's possible that Locke won't be an enemy. (To be continued.) )