Holding the light of the rules in his hand tightly, Locke had basically figured out the means to unlock this ball of rules.

Everything will be said until he returns to the wizard world.

It was also after obtaining this ruled light ball that Locke felt that it was time for him to leave the Pantheon.

Until he reached the foot of the Gods, Locke did not turn back to do anything to this towering mountain range, nor did he touch the ancient statues of the gods that had accumulated a long history.

Then Rock looked to the west. After so long, the King of Steel should have arranged methods against Rock.

From the foot of the mountain of the gods, Locke flew westward.

The traces of war that flooded all over the ruins did not allow Locke, a level nine creature, to stop at the foot of him.

In fact, there may be prehistoric civilization treasures scattered on battlefields all over the ruins.

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

If the person who entered the ruins at this time was a level 4 or 5 creature, it would probably be extremely excited.

But in Locke's view, the so-called treasures in the eyes of level 4 and level 5 creatures are nothing more than some good-quality garbage in his eyes.

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

In the extreme west of the ruins space, as Locke continues to move deeper westward, the entire ruins' land and sky gradually transform into gray-black.

This is an extremely obvious power of destruction. After millions of years of erosion, these powers of destruction still maintain a strong activity.

And the more westward the black-armored monsters have more corpses.

At the same time as these black-armored monster corpses were also seen, a large number of orc corpses and the corpses of the Azeroth civilized ethnic minority.

Locke, who has experienced the Pantheon, naturally knew that these orcs and the Azeroth minority were traitors who defected to the Black Armored Monster Legion.

Now their bodies are all deposited here, and under the erosion of millions of years, the fragments of the body can be broken as soon as they touch it.

There are obviously more traces of war here than in the middle and eastern parts of the ruins.

If this Azeroth ruin is composed of three fragments, then the subspace fragments in the extreme west are undoubtedly a main battle in the civilization war that year

Field area.

In addition to the large number of black-armored monster corpses and orc remains, there are also various corpses of Azeroth plane creatures.

The decayed power of decay makes the corpses of these organisms look much more disgusting.

Moreover, these destructive forces, after millions of years, also have a erosion force against medium and low-level creatures.

Locke guessed that either these black-armored monsters themselves were extremely good at the power of destruction, just like the Light Gods who mastered the power of light.

Or there was a master in this battlefield back then who was at least the late stage of level 8 who mastered the broken rules.

It’s a pity that time has passed too long, and the power of rules here is not as obvious as that of the Pantheon, so even Locke, as a level nine creature, finds the so-called truth across time and space.

Through countless battlefields, Rock came all the way to the central area of ​​this extreme west.

This is obviously one of the main battlefields of the battle back then. Hundreds of huge craters around it marked the death of at least 200 level 4 or above creatures on both sides.

Although there has not been a dominant crater yet, as the destruction around him becomes more and more obvious, Locke knew that there must be a corresponding dominant battlefield here, and even a dominant fell here.

It was also while flying towards the center of the battlefield that Locke, who was in a low-altitude state, couldn't help but smiled silently.

He actually found a familiar force of destruction in the core area of ​​this dilapidated battlefield.

It seems that the power of destruction is not owned by Rock. At that time, there were also creatures who controlled relevant powers on the battlefield of Azeroth's civilization.

However, compared with Locke, the destructive demon god, the residual destructive power on this battlefield is not worthy of praise.

When Locke finally came to the center of the battlefield, he finally met his old opponent, King of Steel.

This is a huge circular valley with a terrain that is obviously sunken downward.

And it is quite intriguing that what exists at the bottom of the valley is no longer the painted black soil, but the special blood-like fluid.

The rolling blood-red serous liquid kept sweeping and rolling, making the unknown meaning of this valley even more intense.

The middle-level eighth-level king of steel is at the center of that plasma lake.

The originally dark iron element body is now permeated with a hint of intrigue

Distinct crimson.

The entire body was covered with those special crimson slurry, making the aura of the King of Steel become much more bizarre.

"Hmph, can you be confident to face me by absorbing a level 8 dominant power that you have died for many years?"

"And this power" Locke shook his head and continued, "it will only make you more confused by the power of the rules you have mastered, unless you can find the power to neutralize."

When Locke expressed disdain for the King of Steel with the ninth level of honor, the King of Steel's red body and blood-colored eyes were filled with an extremely hatred of Locke.

It is obvious that this more extreme and special negative force has begun to affect the mind of the King of Steel.

No, it should be said that in order to absorb and accommodate the remaining power of this fallen master as much as possible, the King of Steel chose to merge with these special negative forces wholeheartedly.

This is a more extreme and evil force. To be honest, if the prehistoric level eight master did not control himself with the same emotional rules as Locke, then it must be an evil master who is tyrannical and keen on killing.

In fact, in the history of Azeroth civilization, the reputation left by this level 8 master is indeed not very good.

"The Blood Lake transformed from the fall of Orgrim, the most powerful orc, was the Blood Lake. In this ruins of Azeroth civilization, I can only find its power and try to fight against you." The King of Steel said in a gloomy tone in the center of the Blood Lake.

"So it was him." Locke said knowingly.

Locke, who has learned about that history in the Pantheon, is no stranger to the name Orgrim.

This guy was indeed the strongest man born among the billions of orcs in Azeroth civilization, and he was also the first guy to provoke a civil war in civilization.

The power level in the late stage of level 8 is nothing. The real intrigue is that after this guy chose to degenerate and accept the power of alien rules, his strength was a little stronger than before.

There were three Azerothian civilization masters who fell in the hands of this orc master, even including an eighth level master.

Amid the muffled groan of the King of Steel, a strange blood blade slowly rose from the bottom of the blood lake.
Chapter completed!