Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 4502: Curse before death

Because the overall foundation of the world of false words is not enough, and the thickness of the plane barrier is not comparable to that of the iron tower world, when attacking this large plane, it does not actually need an eighth-level master like Locke to take action.

The huge body of Fimton the Deadborn is shrouded outside the plane of False Words, including the figure of the phantom Rael.

Many tyrannical masters gathered outside the world of False Words. Because of the more desperate spider mothers, in terms of the master-level combat power lineup, it was even more luxurious than when they attacked the mother plane of the iron tower civilization.

"Although the strength of the plane at this time is not worth mentioning compared with our wizard alliance army, but after all, I first had entanglements with this large plane, so it is up to me to end it Right." Locke Hengli said in the starry sky.

The tens of millions of wizarding world legions and nearly 100 million alliance combat legions all set their sights on Locke, who was far away, as if he was the protagonist of this starry sky at this time.

Because of the crushing brought by the level of life, these low-level creatures below level 4, which account for the majority, can't get close to Locke at all, and they can't even see Locke's true colors clearly.

In the visual system of these low-level creatures, the picture in front of them is a dark and oppressive storm of destruction standing in the starry sky.

Although their eyes and bodies are unstoppably affected by the destructive power that Locke radiated from the long-term admiration, most of the creatures would rather endure the severe pain than miss out on something like this. The opportunity to dominate the same battlefield with tyranny.

Especially when this powerful dominator-level life form belongs to one's own camp, an indescribable sense of pride and a real sense of security floods around him.

Among these low-level creatures, knights and mage legions from the wizarding world are the most.

Didn't take out the god-killing gun, and followed Locke with a punch forward, an extremely huge jet-black fist print, wrapped in a rich and destructive flame, exudes a pale golden brilliance below the plane barrier of false words Boom.

Looking at the extremely strong large-scale plane barriers for low-level creatures and many fifth- and sixth-level creatures, there were obvious marks sunken downward under the bombardment of Locke's master fist.

A trace of golden fluorescence gathered from all directions of the plane of false words, and finally gathered into beads in the southeast direction of the plane.

A scarecrow who has reached the fifth level of life is holding a golden bead in his hand. Relying on the power of the plane and the special mysterious power of the world of false words, he resists Locke's fist, trying to prevent the barrier of the plane from being broken.

However, a low-level life form is a low-level life form after all. Facing the suppression of absolute strength, the so-called hard work is just a struggle.

Destroyer transformed quietly, and Locke's human appearance was soon covered by jet-black bone armor.

The raging flames of destruction were more than a few chips stronger than before, and the scarlet eyes flashed, followed by an incomparably powerful impact, once again descending on the barrier of the false words plane.

After all, it is just a large plane that is good at prophecy and mysterious power, not as good at defense as Iron Tower World.

When Locke's third Destruction Fist came, the light-gold plane barrier that was struggling to support finally shattered a large wound with a "click".

The scarecrow guardian located in the southeast of the plane also spurted out a mouthful of white-gray blood that only belongs to scarecrows.

It's so ridiculous to try to block an eighth-level creature with a fifth-level body, but as a guardian, it has already done its best.

"Go, fully occupy this world, and the first person who can kill the first three generations of guardians will receive a reward from me personally!" Locke said to the entire combat army in the starry sky.

This is a combat mission with no background restrictions, whether it is a wizard world knight, a magician, or an exotic creature of the Wizard Alliance, or even a member of the slave cannon fodder.

As long as you can complete the task assigned by Locke first, you will have the opportunity to meet Locke in person and get a reward from a level eight peak master.

Locke's oral instructions soon ushered in the boiling of the entire nearby starry sky.

Countless creatures rushed into the plane of false words.

Watching the vicious alien creatures constantly pouring in from outside the plane, the scarecrows who spoke vainly and civilized generally feel panic and coldness in their hearts.

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Half a year later, the seventh-level creature Yanzu fell to the hands of the destroying giant ape Wukong and the phantom Riel.

For this guy who once threatened Locke's life, because his strength was too weak, Locke didn't take action himself, but just as a bystander, quietly watching the other party's death step by step.

The desperate Yanzu didn't show any madness or anger. He remained extremely calm until his death, as if he was confirming his destiny.

For this kind of guy, although he clearly witnessed the death of the other party.

Including the complete exhaustion of the master's soul, and the complete disappearance of soul fluctuations.

But for some reason, Locke felt uncomfortable behind the other party's death.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the atmosphere when Locke first came into contact with the phantom Riel, but the perception from the eighth-level peak creature clearly told himself that there was nothing unusual about him.

"It seems to have cursed you before it died, but it probably didn't work."

"Don't worry, with your physique and the thickness of your life, even an eighth-level creature may not succeed in cursing you, let alone a weak and dying seventh-level master." He noticed the discomfort on Locke's expression, and spoke in relief.

The Desperate Spider Mother did not personally join this battle, after all, it was a nearly crushing battle, and this spider mother had no interest in the only two remaining masters of the False Words plane.

After hearing the relief from the desperate spider mother, Locke nodded.

When he cast a questioning look at Phantom Reel, Phantom Reel also gave an answer similar to that of the Desperate Spider Mother, and Locke no longer cared about this little thing.

Although he didn't care about the dead man Yanzu, Locke's mood was inevitably affected to a certain extent.

The repressed power of destruction surged beside Locke, and then Locke, with his dominant voice, gave orders to the wizard civilization army in the entire False Words plane battlefield.

"Change the original plan and start exterminating the scarecrows in the plane of false words!"

"After the Civilization War, the total number of scarecrows on this large plane shall not be higher than one-tenth of the original population!" Locke's cruel order echoed inside and outside the False Words plane.

Innumerable wizard civilization legions immediately followed Locke's instructions firmly, and misery and pain began to linger inside and outside the false words civilization, and brought serious disasters to this ancient civilization.