Chapter 4854: blood lake
Holding the light of the rules tightly in his hand, Locke has basically figured out how to unlock the light of rules.
It will all have to wait until he returns to the wizarding world.
It was also after obtaining this regular light group that Locke had a feeling that it was time for him to leave the Pantheon.
Until he reached the foot of the Mountain of the Gods, Locke didn't look back to do anything to this majestic mountain, nor did he touch the ancient statues with a long history.
Then Locke looked to the west. After so long, the King of Steel should also arrange the means against Locke.
From the foot of the Mountain of the Gods, Locke flew all the way west.
The traces of the war that filled the ruins did not stop the ninth-level creature from Locke.
In fact, there are battlefields scattered around the ruins, and there may be treasures of prehistoric civilization in some places.
It's just that the grade of these treasures is difficult to enter into Locke's eyes.
If the person entering the ruins at this time is a fourth or fifth-level creature, it must be very excited.
But in Locke's view, the treasures in the eyes of the so-called fourth and fifth-level creatures are just some good-quality garbage in his eyes.
He has harvested the best of what remains of Azeroth civilization, and now it is time to leave.
In the far west of the relic space, as Locke continued to move further westward, the earth and sky of the entire relic gradually turned gray and black.
This is a very obvious power of ruin. After millions of years of erosion, these forces of ruin still maintain a strong activity.
And the further westward, the more corpses of those black armored monsters.
Along with the corpses of these black-armored monsters, there were also a large number of orc corpses and the corpses of the minorities of the Azeroth civilization.
Locke, who has already experienced the Pantheon, naturally knows that these orcs and the minority races in Azeroth are all traitors who join the army of black armored monsters.
Now their bodies are deposited here, and under millions of years of erosion, the fragments of the corpse shatter at the touch.
There are obviously more traces of war here than in the central and eastern parts of the ruins.
If the ruins of Azeroth are composed of three fragments, then the warp fragments in this extreme western land are undoubtedly the main battle of the civilization war.
field area.
In addition to a large number of black armored monster corpses and orc remains, there are also various corpses of Azeroth plane creatures.
The decaying power of decay makes the corpses of these creatures generally look much more disgusting.
And these ruined powers, after millions of years, are equally erosive to medium and low-level creatures.
Locke guessed that either these black armored monster legions were extremely good at the power of destruction, just like the Light Protoss who mastered the power of light.
Either that, in this battlefield back then, there was a master who mastered the broken rules with strength of at least the late eighth level.
It's a pity that too much time has passed, and the power of rules here is not as obvious as that of the Pantheon, so Rao Shiluo, as a ninth-level creature, has difficulty finding the so-called truth across time and space.
Through countless battlefields, Locke came all the way to the central area of this extreme western land.
This is obviously one of the main battlefields of that battle. The hundreds of huge craters around it indicate that at least more than 200 creatures above the fourth level have fallen here on both sides.
Although the Dominion-level crater has not been seen yet, but as the surrounding power of devastation becomes more and more obvious, Locke knows that there must be a corresponding Dominion battlefield here, or even a Dominator fell here.
Also in the process of constantly flying towards the center of the battlefield, Locke, who was in a low-altitude flight, couldn't help but smile.
He actually found a familiar power source of destruction in the core area of this dilapidated battlefield.
It seems that the power of destruction does not belong to Locke. In the battlefield of Azeroth civilization, there were also creatures who held relevant power.
It's just that the power of destruction left on this battlefield is not worthy of praise.
When Locke finally came to the very center of the battlefield, he finally saw his old rival, the Iron King
This is a huge annular valley with a marked depression in the terrain.
And it is quite surprising that what exists at the bottom of the valley is no longer those pitch-black soils, but a special blood-like slurry.
The rolling blood-red slurries continued to swept and rolled, making the ominous meaning of this valley even more intense.
The King of Steel in the middle stage of the eighth level was at the very center of the plasma lake.
The original dark iron body is now permeated with a touch of strangeness.
Extraordinary crimson.
The whole body was covered by those special crimson slurries, which made the King of Steel's breath become much more bewitching.
"Humph, can you have the confidence to face me by drawing on the power of an eighth-level ruler who has been dead for many years?"
"And this kind of power," Locke shook his head, and continued, "It will only make you more confused about the power of the rules you have, unless you can find the power to neutralize."
When Locke expressed his disdain for the King of Steel with his ninth-level respect, the King of Steel's red body and blood-colored eyes were filled with incomparable hatred for Locke.
Obviously, this more extreme special negative force has begun to affect the mind of the Iron King.
No, it should be said that the King of Steel chose to fully fuse with these special negative forces in order to absorb and accommodate the remaining power of the fallen master as much as possible.
This is a relatively extreme and evil force. To put it bluntly, if the prehistoric eighth-level lord did not have the same emotional rules as Locke to control himself, then it must be a tyrannical and slaughter-loving evil lord .
In fact, in the history of Azeroth civilization, the reputation left by this eighth-level ruler is indeed not very good.
"The Orgrim, the first powerhouse of the Orcs, turned into a blood lake after the fall. In this relic of Azeroth civilization, I can only find its power and try to fight against you." In the center of the blood lake, the King of Steel Said in a gloomy tone.
"It turned out to be him." Locke said clearly.
Locke, who has learned about that history in the Pantheon, is no stranger to the name Orgrim.
This guy is indeed the first strongman born among the hundreds of millions of orcs in the Azeroth civilization, and he is also the first to provoked civil war in civilization.
The power level in the late eighth stage is nothing. The real eye-catching thing is that after this guy chooses to degenerate and accepts the power of alien rules, his strength is a bit stronger than before.
There are three rulers of Azeroth civilization before and after, who fell into the hands of this orc master, and even an eighth-level master among them.
In the groan of the King of Steel, a strange blood blade slowly rose from the bottom of the blood lake.
Judging from the power level of the spill, this blood blade has reached the level of a high-level world-class secret treasure.
