Stratholme God

Chapter 101 [Operation Woodpecker] (recommendation ticket requested)

That's right!This is the arrogance of the three-life boss.

There are many resurrection coins, which is amazing!

I have one life, and then a near-death protection and a random teleportation. If I can complete the task, I will be rewarded with a puppet doll. Maybe I will have the opportunity to be like the "Popeye" Hercules in Greek mythology in the future. Pass 12 trials to get 12 life.

However, these quasi-big bosses who will be famous all over the world don't know wow!

They can only feel the determination of actor McDonald, and his strong will to win the alliance at all costs!

Think about it, even the grand dukes who are qualified to sign the "Lordaeron Alliance" treaty are so desperate, so what reason do these "little people" who are still unknown at this time not work hard?
Compared to the enthusiasm of the other three, Luo Ning, who was at the lowest ebb of his career, was so moved that he kept shaking his scarred nose, looking like he was about to cry.

"Calm down, Your Excellency the future Archmage! We need your wisdom and calmness." Macdonald said something that seemed to be a "witty joke", and it was unclear whether a werewolf would come to kill him, a prophet, at night.

With just a pat on Luo Ning's shoulder, Luo Ning's voice actually choked up.

"Heh! Don't be moved so early. If everyone can complete the task and come back alive this time, I, Stratholme, will take over the funds you need on the way to the Archmage."

Giving charcoal in the snow is always easier to move people than icing on the cake.

At this point in time, Luo Ning is a typical hard-working man—a nobody, burdened with guilt, making mistakes in casting spells, and a cancerous team.

Someone's original intention was to see if he could abduct the future Chairman of the Kirin Tor, and pretended to be a coward, but not only Ronin, but everyone took it seriously!
The two elves and one dwarf couldn't see someone's shameless bottom-hunting behavior, but only saw a noble nobleman, for the sake of the future of the alliance, he tried his best to encourage a rookie who might be very strong but in an unstable state.

The flash of humanity is nothing more than this.

"Okay." McDonnell clapped his hands: "Tonight, I hope that everyone's preparations are to make your equipment as silent and non-reflective as possible."

Macdonald sent three pamphlets to Shorty, Vereesa and Ronin.

"Sagunar, you don't need it, you have done a good job. Windrunner, you just need to pay attention..."

"Wait a minute, Your Excellency Stratholme, the roles of the four of us are very clear." After someone made the arrangement, Vereesa finally raised a question: "Then your role is..."

McDonnell felt a little bit in his heart, what was coming would still come.

In theory, he's a fighter.

Fighters who are suffering should be at the front.

But with his small body, how could he hold the orc's big axe?

After a shield block, someone must have multiple fractures, that's right, it's him, Mr. Mai!
How much he weighs, he is still a bit close to the number.

After those three tricks, he was a rookie at the mercy of others.

Of course, you don't lose if you lose.

The momentum must not be weak.

The four saw McDonald stepping out his left leg indifferently, and pressing the sole of his foot down seemingly lightly.

【Hundred Strikes of Thunder】Activate!
"boom!"

In the next instant, the four people's ears were buzzing, and there was a feeling that the world was spinning.

As if someone dropped a [Shock Bomb]!
The sudden explosion of the wind element set off a turmoil in a small area, and the thick solid wooden table and chairs weighing hundreds of catties flew into the air together, and then wrapped in the furious wind element, forming a strange scene that almost hovered.

Vereesa was shocked to see that a wooden fork was spinning at a slow speed of 1 degree per second, as if everything entering this space would encounter a terrible suppression similar to [Time Stop].

It took a full five seconds for the tables and chairs without the support of the wind element to crash to the ground, scaring the two short guards outside to rush in.

"It's okay! Thank you for your dedication." With a single word from McDonald, the guards who had already received the order shrank their heads and exited the tavern.

Here, all four of them were frightened.

They ask themselves, in that state, they have no room to fight back.

Kurtaz gave a high thumbs up and sighed: "The God of War in Stratholme really deserves his reputation!"

The three of them agreed one after another.

McDonnell lit up the [precisely calibrated musket], and smiled slightly: "Everyone has seen that my moves are powerful and dynamic. When I make a move, it is the moment when I failed to sneak in, my whereabouts were exposed, and I had to go all out." gone."

The four of them nodded together, which was a recognition of McDonald's strength and identity.

Someone secretly pressed his chest to appease his frantically jumping darling: Ouch, this lie finally got me through.

Secretly infiltrated the team and disbanded like this.

Going out, McDonald saw Seriek and other guards in disguise, nodded, and returned to his room under his escort.

Close your eyes and turn on the system.

The feint operation has only just begun.

McDonnell focused his attention on the introduction of the sand sculpture players.

As a result of the py transaction, McDonald was able to call the human players of the [Galaxy Order Council] at an extremely low, almost free cost. According to the standard name of the council, they are [operators]!
Most of these guys are players who entered the game with VR consciousness, gradually discovered the truth of the matter in the game, and then... it got out of hand.

Not every player has the ability to play the leading role alone, there are always some guys who just want to play and indulge in this real different world 'game' that will not die.

As long as the [savior] of the world can afford to clone the body, these guys are willing to be laborers.

And after experiencing many worlds, each operator will form a [tag] recognized by the system, which is convenient for the savior to search.

For example, a senior operator named [Junchen Tianya] is very distinctive:

His clone cost is the cheapest 1 point.Obviously this guy has an above-average hand-to-hand combat level and an extremely strong spirit. Every time a normal person dies, his spirit will be more or less damaged, but this guy won't, just like Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, with [Quick Resurrection], [ Mind Control Immunity] and other awesome tags.

The most outrageous thing is that this product also has a [cannon fodder] tag.The above mark is: The death of this operator will not cause the morale of the companions to drop.They felt nothing in their hearts about the death of [Junchen Tianya], they even wanted to laugh.If he dies tragically, there is a 25% chance to greatly increase the morale of his companions.

When you see the last [Dirty God] tag, you will find that this guy is an old driver. He does not do business all day long, posting dirty pictures on various forums, Q groups and WeChat groups, and mocking other people...

Of course, operators who are really good at fighting, such as those with group attack ability, often cost more than 20 points.

Converted to the Shenhao system, once such a powerful operator dies, McDonald will at least spend a thousand gold coins extra.

It was the moment when he knew that tomorrow would be hemorrhage (prodigal) that made McDonnell heartbroken, and finally he sternly clicked the OK button in the system.

【Operation Woodpecker】Start!
(End of this chapter)