Chapter 4502 Curse Before Death

Because the overall foundation of the World of False Words is insufficient and the thickness of the plane barrier is not comparable to that of the Iron Tower World, when attacking this large plane, there is actually no need for an eighth-level master like Locke to take action.

The huge body of the dead descendant Feimton is shrouded outside the plane of false words, including the figure of Phantom Morel.

Many tyrannical masters gathered outside the World of False Words. Because of the addition of the Spider Mother of Despair, just in terms of the master-level combat lineup, it was actually even more luxurious than when they attacked the mother plane of the Iron Tower Civilization.

"Although the current strength of the False Words plane is not worth mentioning compared to our Wizards Alliance army, after all, I was the first to have the entanglement with this large plane, so it is up to me to end it." Locke Hengli said in the starry sky.

The tens of millions of wizard world legions and nearly 100 million alliance combat legions all turned their attention to Locke, who was far away, as if he was the protagonist of the starry sky at this time.

Because of the crushing brought about by the life level, these low-level creatures below level four, which account for the majority, cannot get close to Locke at all, and they can't even see Locke's true face 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 were uncontrollably affected by the destructive power emanating from Locke after long periods of admiration, most creatures would rather endure the severe pain than miss the opportunity to be with such a tyrannical master. The opportunity to be on a battlefield.

Especially when this powerful master-level life form belongs to one's own camp, an indescribable sense of pride and a real sense of security fills the surroundings.

Among these low-level creatures, the knights and magician legions of the wizarding world are the most numerous.

Without taking out the God-killing Spear, as Locke punched forward, an extremely huge jet-black fist print, wrapped in rich flames of destruction, blasted towards the barrier of the Plane of False Words that exuded pale golden light below.

The large dimensional barrier that seemed to be extremely strong for low-level creatures and many fifth- and sixth-level creatures was actually bombarded by Locke's Dominator Fist Seal, and obvious marks were dented downwards.

A trace of golden fluorescence gathered from all directions in the plane of false words, and finally ended up in the southeast of the plane.

Gather into beads.

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 seal in an attempt to prevent the plane barrier from being broken.

However, low-level life forms are low-level life forms after all. In the face of the suppression of absolute strength, the so-called effort is just a struggle.

The Destroyer transformation quietly started, and Locke's human appearance was quickly covered by jet black bone armor.

The fierce flames of destruction were much stronger than before. The scarlet eyes flashed, followed by the impact of unparalleled power, and once again descended on the barrier of the plane of false words.

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

When Locke's third Destruction Fist Seal arrived, the pale golden barrier that was struggling to support finally broke into 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 belonged to the scarecrow.

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

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

This is a combat mission with no restrictions on origin, whether it is a knight from the Wizarding World, a magician, an exotic creature from the Wizarding Alliance, or even a member of the slave cannon fodder army.

As long as you can complete the task assigned by Locke first, you will have the opportunity to meet Locke in person and receive rewards from an eighth-level peak master.

Locke's dictation soon ushered in the excitement of the entire starry sky nearby.

Countless creatures rushed towards the plane of false words.

And looking at the vicious foreign creatures that are constantly pouring in from outside the plane, the scarecrows who falsely talk about civilization generally feel panic and coldness in their hearts.

...

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

For this guy who once threatened Locke's life, Locke did not personally intervene because he was too weak.

Hand, just as a bystander, quietly watching the other person walking towards death step by step.

Yanzu, who was at the end of his rope, did not show any madness or anger. Until his death, he acted extremely calmly, as if confirming his destiny.

For this kind of guy, even though he clearly witnessed the other person's death.

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

But for some reason, Locke felt uncomfortable after the other party died.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the atmosphere when Locke first came into contact with Phantom Demon Reel, but the perception from the eighth-level peak creature clearly told him that nothing unusual happened to him.

"It seems to have placed a curse on you before it died, but it probably didn't succeed."

"Don't worry, with your physique and life thickness, even an eighth-level creature may not succeed in cursing you, let alone a weak and dying seventh-level master." Next to Locke, the Despair Spider Mother seemed to have noticed. Locke looked uncomfortable and spoke to comfort him.

despair

The Spider Mother did not personally join this war. After all, it was a nearly crushing and devastating battle. The Spider Mother also had no interest in the two remaining masters of the Plane of False Words.

After hearing the despair spider mother's relief, Locke nodded.

When he cast a questioning look at Phantom Moriel, Phantom Moriel also gave an answer similar to that of the Spider Mother of Despair, and Locke no longer cared about this trivial matter.

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

The suppressed power of destruction surged around Locke, and then Locke used his voice of dominance to issue orders to the wizarding civilization army on the entire battlefield of the False Words plane.

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

"After the end of the civilized war, the total number of scarecrows in this large plane shall not be higher than one-tenth of the original total number of ethnic groups!" Locke's cruel order echoed inside and outside the plane of false words.

Countless legions of wizards and civilizations immediately followed Locke's instructions firmly, and misery and pain began to linger inside and outside the civilization of False Words, bringing serious disaster to this ancient civilization.