In a flash, the alliance between Locke and the undead plane was established successfully.
After exchanging the positions of the plane.
The three giants of the undead plane were shocked.
They silently looked at the location of the low plane.
Locke was so powerful. He had over a hundred angels and Protoss Titans. How could he only come from a low-grade plane?
They were all shocked!
Thinking of what Locke had said before.
Members of the alliance should help each other and each plane should promote each other's development.
It must have been premeditated!
The flame of wisdom said with a bitter smile.
After countless years of calculation, he had never expected that Locke came from a low-grade plane.
"Well, it seems that I'm old."
In Pyroxene Continent.
Locke sat in the bright church of Munk city.
From the room at the top of the church, it could be seen that the once dirty and dark Munk city had changed.
Orcs got along well with human beings.