With the alchemy potion made by Ashar as a foreshadowing, and the calm aura of an orc priest, Locke wanted to see which of his blackened strength was stronger or weaker than the mad lion-man prince.

The kangaroo priest Robert did not hesitate, and immediately took out the priest instrument and painted Locke with a calm aura.

The third-level powerhouse of the Elemental Tearing Organization on the east coast of the wizarding world is regarded as a distinguished guest in the orc plane, and he is a small second-level golden-robed chief priest, how dare he disobey the instructions of such a big man.

A calm aura flashing with a faint blue light appeared on the surface of Locke's body, and with the alchemical potion that was gradually taking effect in his body, Locke could clearly feel that reason had returned to his body.

The black flame on the surface of the body slowly ignited, although it had not yet reached the height of ten meters when it was in the Fenglan plane, but it was two or three meters, and the burning speed of the black flame did not decrease.

To Locke's satisfaction, the power of the tyrannical emotions brought by the Black Flame had reached a delicate balance with the calmness in his mind.

Two white bone horns protruded from the forehead, and the three bone spurs on the left arm gradually appeared into five, and the bone armor on the body became more condensed and complex, and the sharp barbs sticking out from the gaps in the bone armor gave people a sense of horror.

The white-gold wings on the back slowly turned pitch black as the black flames burned.

At this time, Locke, who had regained his senses, could certainly feel that this was the angel beast bloodline in his body that had been suppressed to the extreme.

The surface of his right arm is covered with a thick layer of bone armor, which not only increases Locke's defense, but also exerts corresponding attack power on him.

This is the first time that Locke has seen his true appearance after blackening in a conscious state.

Although he had seen what the hell he looked like after blackening from the images recorded by Ashar and other female crystal balls, now that he looked down and felt the changes in his blackening, Locke couldn't help but gasp.

Today's Locke is indeed very strong, so strong that he has the illusion that he can go to a demigod-level creature to fight alone.

Of course, delusions are always just illusions and are not real.

After blackening, Locke's true strength was not enough for him to swell enough to capture a demigod-level tiger whisker, but just the third-stage lion prince in front of him, Locke already had the strength to confront him head-on.

"Madness?!" Prince Lion's eyes widened as he watched Locke's series of changes in just a dozen seconds.

It is different from Locke, who also needs to take alchemy potions and the blessing of a calm aura after blackening, so as not to be corrupted by tyranny.

The iron-blooded madness that the Lion-Man Prince has comprehended is a skill that can only be used by top orc warriors.

While receiving the blessings of great strength and iron-blooded true intent, what is even more commendable is that it does not need a fresh aura to maintain its coolness.

This is also the main purpose of Locke coming to the orc plane, and he also wants to be like the lion prince, who can maintain his sanity while increasing his strength after blackening.

The two behemoths soon fought together again.

This time, Locke, who was wrapped in black flames on his body, was more fierce than before, and his playing style was much sharper.

"What the hell is this, you're not using madness at all!" The sporadic black flames on Locke's body attached to the Lion-Man Prince during the fight.

What made the third-level lion prince reeling was that from this black flame, it felt a special power that was enough to threaten itself.

What was even more incomprehensible to him was that no matter what method he used, he couldn't completely expel the black flames that had been contaminated with him, including the blood blade energy after using the iron and blood frenzy.

"Damn!" The adhesion and difficulty of the black flames did not defeat the Lion Prince, but the trouble caused also made the Lion Prince's forehead throb.

The lion's patience was always poor, and after he couldn't remove some of the black flames attached to his body left and right, Karn directly untied his crown thorn armor, and even tore off the fur and flesh with the black flames attached to it.

Scarlet blood splattered on the floor of the gladiatorial arena, and the wounds inflicted on the Lion Prince by Locke's previous tricks were not as serious as the Lion Prince's 'self-harm'.

The fur and flesh were tossed to the ground by Prince Karn, and the black flames that were burning on it had not been extinguished until now.

His expression grew solemn, and Prince Karn's back bent slightly, ready for a perfect battle stance.

This time, he had to admit that the blackened Locke already had the ability to inflict heavy damage and even kill him.

Before, it was Prince Karn who had been pressing Locke to fight, but after Locke began to blacken, the situation took a turn for the worse, and it was Locke's turn to take the initiative to attack, pressing His Royal Highness the Prince to slash and smash.

The five bone spurs on his left arm are the guarantee of Locke's sharp attack, and the heavy bone armor on his right arm can not only block the sweep of Prince Karn's Rolling Thunder Heavy Sword, but also provide Locke with a good means of massive bombardment.

Rao was as hard as the Crown Thorn Armor, but it couldn't support the continuous strong bombardment of a heavenly knight like Locke.

If only that were it, but for Prince Karn, the most intractable and intractable problem for him was that Locke was far faster than he was.

Prince Karn felt aggrieved.

Obviously, everyone is facing each other head-on, and he is superior to this knight, but after Locke blackened, it is not only his strength that has increased, but also his speed.

The wide black wings gave Locke more speed than usual.

The increase in speed represents an increase in kinetic energy, and Prince Karn also has to bear Locke's attack damage bonus from speed.

The dust in the Colosseum is getting higher and higher, and there is even a miniature tornado that is already forming.

It was obviously a camp built on a dry and hard Gobi sandstone, but the scene in the gladiatorial arena at this time was a bit like a storm in the desert.

On the one hand, the battle movement of the two third-level powerhouses was too great, and on the other hand, the fierce wind fighting qi in Locke's body was at work.

After a year of penance in the underground wind cave of the Fenglan plane, accompanied by two demigod-level wind attribute crystal nuclei and a pair of elemental wings, Locke's comprehension of the power of wind reached a new level.

It was against a strong man like Prince Karn that Locke was able to bring out his highest potential.

"Guess who's going to win?" At some point, a Tiger warrior of the Tygo clan, also wearing a crown of thorns and a bold 'king' on his forehead, stood at the edge of the gladiatorial arena.

Robert, the golden-robed priest, had been concentrating on the battle in the field, and the sudden appearance of someone next to him startled the priest.

However, when Robert saw who it was, the second-level priest immediately changed his face with a layer of awe, and replied in a respectful tone, "Lord Crouff, although it is difficult to accept, I still have to admit that it seems that the human knight is superior. ”