"As long as I get the holy treasure, I will not die. All my sacrifices will be worth it." Luther laughed like a madman.
He struggled to hold up the staff and slowly moved towards Locke. Passing by Joe, who had been shattered into pieces of ice, he sighed.
"What a loyal guard. You didn't die last time, but you won't survive this time."
Coughing up a mouthful of blood again, Luther moved towards Locke in the distance.
Just now Huihui ran away with Locke like crazy. During this distance, Luther rested several times before coming to them.
Looking at the slightly shiny weapon spirit stone in Locke's hand, Luther's face showed joy. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain and squatted down. His whole body was shaking with excitement. He adjusted his breathing and stretched out his hand.
"The holy treasure is finally mine."
But the moment his hand was about to touch the Artifact Spirit Stone, Locke, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened his eyes, held the Artifact Spirit Stone in his right hand and hit Luther hard on the head.
Luther was unprepared and knocked him to the ground.
Locke turned over and sat on Luther, using the Holy Spirit Stone as a stone to hit Luther's head crazily.
Scenes flashed through his mind...
In the ice and snow, the guards around him died one after another...
In the cave, Qiao was willing to blow himself up to protect himself...
During his three years of living outside the world, he was practicing while children of the same age were playing, and while children of the same age were sleeping, he was still cultivating...
If it weren't for him and the people behind him, the two countries wouldn't be able to go to war, and there would be no loss of life. He could still live comfortably with his parents and enjoy the life that a child should enjoy.
Joe, who was originally lost and found, would not die on the way home...
All of this...all of this is because of him...
The spirit stone was smashed one after another, and the anger that had been suppressed in my heart for three years continued to vent...
A moment...a moment...a moment...
Until Locke's arm could no longer be lifted, Luther's head was already bloody and bloody...
Locke lay on the snow beside him panting heavily, his body shaking constantly. He had killed someone, and he had killed a person who deserved to be killed. He was not afraid, but felt relaxed.
In fact, there are too many reasons to kill Luther. Whether it is for Joe or for his identity as a necromancer, Luther must die today.
Lying on the snow, the snowflakes falling from the sky slowly melted on his face, making him feel cool.
After resting for a while, Locke struggled to get up, put the weapon spirit stone back into the storage ring, then picked up the weak Hui Hui beside him and walked in the direction of Qiao.
He stared blankly at the ice cubes on the ground, not knowing how to express his feelings at this time.
The careful care on the way to escape, the unmoved face of the generous reward proposed by Beijun, the voice in the cave, young master, run quickly and don’t look back, and the sentence in the wine cellar told you not to leave that room?
Scenes of memories rushed into my heart, and there was no going back. The man who stood in front of him whenever he was in danger fell down, and could not stand up again this time...
Huihui stretched out his little hand and touched Locke's face, his eyes full of apology.
"I don't blame you, you have tried your best." Luo** said to Hui Hui with a smile.
Putting Hui Hui down, Locke carefully gathered the ice cubes on the ground. The power of freezing everything also froze Joe's soul to pieces, and he could not recall it with the help of necromancy magic.
In the wine cellar beneath the bar, Locke carefully sprinkled Joe's cremated ashes into the newly dug pit.
"Uncle Qiao, thank you for accompanying me. You must be tired from the journey. Take a good rest here. Don't worry, it is very quiet here. No one will disturb you. There is wine here. You can drink as much as you like. I have to leave. Rest in peace. "
After praying, Locke sealed the wine cellar completely. No one would know what happened in this forgotten town.
Returning to the street, Locke took a deep breath. The snow was still falling, but he no longer felt the cold.
Taking back the staff that fell to the ground, Locke continued to go south, gray and gray
At this time, he ran over, holding a staff that was much taller than him.
"Is this Luther's staff?" Locke took the staff and looked at it carefully. The staff felt cold when he touched it. The material seemed to be some kind of ice-based metal, and the ice-based gem at the top exuded a faint blue light.
"It's a pretty good staff." Locke put it into the storage ring and said to Hui Hui with a smile.
Hui Hui nodded, stretched out his clenched fist, opened his palm, and a black ring appeared in his hand.
"Space storage ring?" Locke said in surprise.
After taking over the storage ring, mental power penetrated it. Due to the death of the original owner, the space storage ring had no obstruction at this time.
This space storage ring is obviously not as large as the space Tianhui gave him, but it is enough for a magician.
In the space storage ring, there are some currencies, not much, about hundreds of thousands, and some ice crystals.
"What is this?" Locke's mental power noticed that in the corner of the space storage ring, there were three simple scrolls, one black and two blue.
Taking out the three scrolls, Locke looked at the black one first. The scroll was completely black, with some silver lines on the surface, which seemed to be some kind of pattern.
After untying the scroll, the text inside looked very ancient. Locke read it for a long time but didn't recognize a single word. In desperation, he just put it away again. Maybe he would recognize it when he meets Teacher Tianhui next time.
Looking at the other two blue scrolls, he recognized the text this time. One recorded three ice forbidden spells, one of which was released by Luther before. The other two seemed to be more powerful than the former.
Looking at the last scroll again, this is the magic experience and some training techniques written by Luther himself. For Locke at this stage, the last scroll is the most useful.
After putting everything away, Locke left Cool Town with satisfaction and continued to go south.
Huihui didn't know where he went, but he thought it was not far from him.
The road back to Thunder Fortress was still long. Locke traveled during the day and found a place to meditate and rest at night.
After walking like this for another four days, we finally entered the northern territory of Zhongdu Kingdom, and the majestic figure of Thunder Fortress also appeared at the end of our sight.
Facing his long-lost home, Locke's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he quickened his pace again, already impatient to go home.
After descending the snow-capped mountains and walking through the snowfields, it felt wonderful to step on the soft and elastic grasslands of the north with the blue sky and white clouds above his head.
"I'm back..." Locke couldn't help shouting to the sky.
Set off again, aiming for Thunder Fortress. I heard from Joe that his grandfather was already there, and he just wanted to see his old man immediately.
Unconsciously, his steps became faster and faster, and his whole body was running like a gust of wind.
Suddenly, he felt the ground shaking, and someone seemed to be shouting.
