Stratholme God

Chapter 1131 I like this feeling the most
Here, General Vezaks, who sensed that something was wrong, had already greeted his younger brother to come in without talking about martial arts.

But you have a younger brother?

The strong trident who ate fresh takoyaki came up with mechas and tanks, and immediately beat up these faceless men who could only fight in close combat until they cried.

The fighting at the entrance of several passages was quite intense, and the faceless men gathered outside were already bleeding rivers, but no matter how much Vezaks called, he couldn't call a little brother. This helpless situation made him desperate.

Under normal circumstances, fighting against Vezax requires all challengers to deal with it with all their strength, because at this point, the [Aura of Despair] on Vezax can isolate all elemental senses of the challenger, suppress their mental power, and cut off the effect of mana recovery .

The challenger had to borrow the [Sagan Crystal] he threw to blow it up, and then restore the magic power.

Real combat is nothing like that.

The premise of needing milk is that someone has lost blood.

But it was General Vezaks who lost blood at the beginning, and then Muradin, who went up to the top, was clearly holding two pliers, one large and one small, on the right side left by the old general who bullied others.

Theoretically, everyone is two against two. The small pliers under Vezaks' armpit can do negligible damage to Muradin, and the hard skin brought by the gods can withstand it.

On the contrary, with one ax and one hammer, Muradin often had to block the big pliers, and he could hit the general hard, and he could knock out the general's overnight meal with one blow, and he also greeted "I hope the overnight meal is okay".

The general also relied on [Mark of the Faceless Man] to recover some blood, and occasionally used [Shadow Impact] to hit the splash, which really couldn't kill the hero.

With such a low treatment pressure, he met the top milk group in the history of the league.

Just one Liadrin's upper limit of magic power is at least the amount of [-] full-level and full-equipment healers in the game.Not to mention the Silver N Saint who is still above her and can switch to a milk ride at any time.

What's outrageous is that on top of them, there is Velen, the super big tit.

In history, Velen, relying on his old qualifications, hid in the Exodar and did nothing all day long.

In this life, Mai, who is the leader of the alliance, takes the lead, and every one of the alliance bosses must be at the forefront to face the evil gods and other villains. Why can Velen, the second-rank leader, stay behind?
With the support of this lineup, Sagang Crystal seems dispensable.

Exploding the crystal will produce green Sagan steam, which can be inhaled to convert life into mana. The more you inhale, the more you will recover, and the more you will be injured.

With his full mana, McDonald would certainly not let the heroes take risks.Who dares to guarantee that the Sagang crystal in this life has not joined the spiritual erosion of the faceless men?

This kind of battle that squeezes healing power, eats equipment, and pursues extreme DPS, when the hero group has attack, defense, and recovery capabilities that far surpass ordinary people, this is no longer smooth, but a state of almost hanging.

Is this not?

Muradin saw the opportunity, and while General Vezax was exploding and releasing a black thing (actually [Dark Tide]), he fell over his shoulder.

Originally, the general managed to gather a wave of dark power, and he was able to gain the ability to instantly kill melee in a short period of time.But there are only two of the four pliers left.Going crazy is only half as powerful, and it has a single direction, which is too easy to guard against.

While Muradin opened the large pliers with a standard 'anti-reverse' block, he used the barb on the top of the ax blade to catch the joint at the lower end of the large pliers, and hit the general's abdomen with the sledgehammer in the other hand, and the weightless pliers weighing more than a hundred tons immediately The general who faced the face enjoyed the set meal for two seconds, and immediately fell to the ground hard.

At the moment when the general fell, Varian jumped up high, and the two swords of the divine weapon cut through the carapace between the general's waist and abdomen from high to low like a ox.

The next moment Varian dodged back, the focused strike of [Star Fury] and the super kinetic energy plus elemental mixed strike of [Electromagnetic Cannon] arrived.

The purest tyrannical element made the flesh and blood in General Faceless's carapace seem to swell on the spot, and then exploded completely, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere like black charcoal, and then the tentacles that grew on their own and tried to heal the wound were blown It was burnt to black, and the debris from the explosion flew into the sky.

Valeera's sword light arrived.

A burst of gorgeous [cutting] across the scorched area ten meters long and wide, it felt like a chainsaw was planing a wooden board.

After the brief but fierce offensive, Vezaks' internal organs and bones were soon exposed to the open air.

It was an extremely ugly, twisted mass of flesh, like countless octopuses entangled together.This thing even has a mouth for internal organs, and it keeps opening its bloody mouth to devour other internal organs.

Ordinary people have no idea what kind of physiological structure this is.

It doesn't matter anymore!
Uther delivers the final blow to the general.

These disgusting viscera had just been exposed to the world when they were hit by a golden light as bright as the early morning sun. Amidst the general's earth-shattering screams, those entangled meat balls seemed to be 'evaporated' half, and first burst open Come, before it could turn into blood foam and minced meat, it disappeared into the ever-expanding golden beam of light.

The general's fat and bulky body was completely hollowed out in less than three seconds.

This straight holy light cannon seemed to divide the dark underground hall into two. Not only did it blast through the general's body, but it also shot a ten-meter-diameter, invisible-deep hole on the extremely hard wall of the hall behind. Horribly hollow.

Even if the soul of General Vezaks has stepped through the gate of hell, his hoarse voice is like a curse echoed from the deep hell, it stares at the alliance heroes headed by McDonald with red eyes, and growls through gnashing of teeth road:

"Ah...haha...ah...uh...you...do you think you have won? You...have no idea...what kind of...horror...is waiting...you...where..."

"Hey! Isn't it Yogg-Saron? This big toad that claims to have a thousand mouths is the same thing. Let me tell you, we have eliminated C'Thun, and whether it is Yogg-Saron or N’Zoth or Asaji, we will destroy whoever dares to destroy Azeroth! No exception!”

If another person said this, it would be bragging.But the head of the Heavenly Alliance Group who killed the ancient god C'Thun said this, that is self-confidence!Absolute confidence!
McDonald's sonorous words, the taste contained in them, has a sense of high destiny that determines fate.

"Haha... just blow it..." General Vezax's eyes widened.

McDonnell shrugged, shook his head, with a playful look: "I like the feeling that I am clearly telling the truth, but the enemy thinks I am bragging—"

Finally, someone added a whistle.

(End of this chapter)