Heimarian Odyssey - Chapter 4854

[Chapter 4854 Blood Lake]

Holding the regular light tightly in his hand, Locke has basically figured out a way to unlock this regular light cluster.

Everything will have to wait until he returns to the wizarding world.

Also after obtaining this regular light group, 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 such a long time, the King of Steel should also arrange 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 footsteps of Locke, a level nine creature.

In fact, there may be treasures of prehistoric civilization in some places scattered on the battlefields of the ruins.

It’s just that the grade of these treasures is hard to catch Locke’s eyes.

If it was a fourth or fifth-level creature entering the ruins at this time, it must be extremely excited.

But in Locke’s view, the treasures in the eyes of the so-called fourth- and fifth-level creatures are just some good-looking garbage in his eyes.

He has harvested the best things in this ruin of Azeroth civilization, and it is time to leave.

In the extreme west of the relic space, as Locke continued to advance westward, the land and sky of the entire relic gradually turned gray and black.

This is an extremely obvious power of ruin. After millions of years of erosion, these powers of ruin are still not weak.

And the further to the west, the more corpses of those black-armored monsters.

At the same time as these black-armored monster corpses appeared, there were also a large number of orc corpses and the corpses of minorities in Azeroth civilization.

Locke, who has already experienced the Pantheon, naturally knows that these orcs and the minority races of Azeroth are all traitors who have defected to the black-armored monster army.

Now their bodies are deposited here, and after millions of years of erosion, the fragments of the bodies 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 subspace fragments in the Far West 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 all kinds of corpses of Azeroth plane creatures densely covered here.

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The decaying force full of decay makes the corpses of these creatures generally look much more disgusting.

Moreover, these dilapidated powers, after millions of years, are also quite corrosive to middle and low-level creatures.

Locke guessed that either these black-armored monster legions are extremely good at destroying power, just like the light protoss who master the power of light.

Or it was that in this battlefield back then, there was a master who was at least in the late eighth level and mastered the broken rules.

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 it is difficult for Locke, as a ninth-level creature, to find the so-called truth across time and space.

Traveling through countless battlefields, Locke came all the way to the central area of the Far West.

This place was obviously one of the main battlefields of that battle back then, and the hundreds of huge craters around it marked that at least two hundred creatures above level 4 had fallen here on both sides.

Although I haven’t seen the Juggernaut-level crater for the time being, as the surrounding power of destruction becomes more and more obvious, Locke knows that there must be a corresponding Juggernaut battlefield here, and even a Juggernaut fell here.

Also in the process of constantly flying towards the center of the battlefield, Locke, who was flying at a low altitude, couldn’t help but smile.

He unexpectedly found a familiar source of power in the core area of this dilapidated battlefield—the power of destruction.

It seems that the power of destruction does not belong to Locke’s specialists. On the battlefield of Azeroth civilization back then, there were creatures that possessed relevant power.

It’s just that compared to Locke, the demon god of destruction, the destructive power left on this battlefield is not worthy of praise.

When Locke finally came to the very center of the battlefield, he finally met his old rival, the Iron Lord.

…

This is a huge ring-shaped valley with obvious downward depression.

And what is quite eye-catching is that what exists at the bottom of the valley is no longer the pitch black soil, but a special blood-like slurry.

The billowing blood-red slurry kept sweeping and rolling, making the valley even more ominous.

The King of Steel in the middle of the eighth level is now in the center of the plasma lake.

The originally dark body of the iron element, now permeated with a touch of strange

Different crimson.

The whole body was covered by those special crimson oozes, which made the Iron King’s breath much more bewitching.

“Hmph, absorbing the power of an eighth-level master who has been dead for an unknown number of years, will it give you the confidence to face me?”

“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 a neutral power.”

When Locke expressed disdain for the King of Steel at the ninth level, the red body and bloody eyes of the King of Steel were filled with incomparable hatred for Locke.

Obviously, this relatively extreme special negative power has already begun to affect the mind of the Iron King.

No, it should be said that in order to absorb as much as possible the remnants of the fallen master’s power, the Iron King chose to fuse with these special negative forces wholeheartedly.

This is a relatively extreme and evil power. To put it bluntly, if the prehistoric eighth-level master did not have the power to control himself with the same emotional rules as Locke, then it must be a tyrannical and murderous evil master .

In fact, in the history of Azeroth civilization, the reputation left by this eighth-level master is indeed not very good.

“The blood lake that was transformed into Orgrim after the fall of Orgrim, the number one powerhouse of the orc race. In this ruin of Azeroth civilization, I can only find its power and try to fight against you.” In the middle of the blood lake, the King of Steel Said in a gloomy tone.

“It turned out to be him.” Locke said clearly.

Locke, who already knew that period of history in the Pantheon, was no stranger to the name Orgrim.

This guy was indeed the number one strongest born among the hundreds of millions of orcs in the Azeroth civilization, and he was also the guy who first provoked the civil war.

The power level at the end of the eighth level is nothing, what really catches the eye is that after this guy chooses to degenerate and accept the power of alien rules, his strength is a bit stronger than before.

There were three masters of Azeroth civilization before and after, who fell in the hands of this orc master, even including an eighth-level master.

Amidst the steel king’s muffled groan, a strange blood blade rose slowly from the bottom of the blood lake.

Judging only by the power level of the overflow, this blood blade has reached the level of a high-level world-class secret treasure.

[End of this Chapter]