Stratholme God

Chapter 1142 [Valanel] (2 more)
Algalon rambled:

"Perhaps it is this imperfection that gives you free will, and thus the ability to change what seems inevitable. Many of the perfect beings created by the Titans failed, but you continue to Forward."

"I've changed the reply code. Your planet is saved. I can no longer trust my calculations."

"I don't have enough power to transmit this message, it's up to you to find a place with sufficient energy and close to the sky."

Translation of Algalon's words: I have already called my boss Pantheon, you can slap me in the face, but you can't kill me.But the situation is stronger than the people, so it's not impossible for me to be cowardly.

Anyway, facing the wind sword that someone Mai kept rubbing against his neck, the observer Algalon's reaction was very spiritual.

"Well, thank you Lord Observer for your sympathy. We Azerothians love nuclear peace the most. We have always resolutely countered the existence of trying to destroy Aixing. Now that the misunderstanding is clear, there is no problem. Now that I hacked the traitor Sargeras of the Pantheon with an ax in the Battle of the Ancients, presumably if the Pantheon receives the news, they should intend to cooperate with us Azerothians."

"Yes, yes!" Algalon laughed and agreed with a bitter face.

"Master Observer, you have worked hard. If you have nothing to do, you can go first." When McDonald said these words, if he didn't kick Algalon's ass, there would be nothing wrong with him.

Kicked, but full of domineering, with the aura of eating the pantheon.

This performance frightened the other heroes, who knew that the operation of dropping their jaws was still behind.

McDonnell rubbed his thumbs with three fingers on his left hand: "Since everyone is the enemy of the Burning Legion, we should share resources, shouldn't we? Or, Mr. Observer, write a note to ask His Excellency Mimiron to transfer some technology? "

"This... I have not been authorized by the Titan."

I know without asking, this guy is a typical guy who kills and doesn't care about burying, he pats his ass and runs away after making a small report on [Planet Cleaning].

"Then, at least let's accommodate some equipment." McDonnell finally stretched out his sinful hands to Algalon. He didn't just talk but didn't practice. At this moment, the thunder on his wind sword became brighter and brighter.

This time, McDonald is not willing to pretend, and if Algalon dares to beep, he will really kill and steal.

"This... of course there is no problem... the brave who fight against the Burning Legion should be rewarded." The observer made up of stars tearfully contributed his collection of travels in various worlds. McDonald let go.

After everything was over, looking at the mortal equipment piled up like a hill, Tyrande finally asked in a low voice: "Is it appropriate for us to do this?"

"If the Titans of the Pantheon still have the all-powerful and omnipotent power, of course it is not suitable. But think about it, Sargeras established the Burning Legion to traverse the universe for tens of thousands of years, has the Pantheon ever made a sound? Has anyone seen it? There are traces of the Pantheon's activities."

Velen, the No. [-] witness in Tianzi, stroked his dick-shaped beard and nodded a little dejectedly: "Indeed. My people and I have been hunted down by Kil'jaeden and his men for thousands of years. I have never seen the Pantheon or Their immediate troops came out to do justice."

That being said, not to mention the heroes, even the four guardians who were eavesdropping felt sad for a while.

The situation is so, but Macdonald behaved freely: "It's okay, Titans. It has never been so easy to kill. Sargeras turned out of the Pantheon back then, and probably murdered all the Titans. Of course, the Titans may not be in this world forever. Annihilation. Once the opportunity is found, it is not guaranteed that it will be resurrected, who can say such a thing?"

Thinking about it, everyone was relieved when he said that.

The long continuous battle ended with Algalon leaving.

The alliance's cross-sea and protracted Northern Expedition came to an end with the most perfect victory.

Next, it is the routine loot distribution time.

Here, the four guardians are a little embarrassed.

They really didn't expect that McDonald would take the lead in making a fuss, and shamelessly asked them what "mental loss", "military expenses", and "pensions" they wanted, and the reasons they used were extremely high-sounding-yes, Yogg-Saron was released Come out, Azeroth must be devastated.But in the final analysis, it was your guardians who neglected their duties and made a big mess, which brought harm to mortals.In order to prevent other ancient gods or the Burning Legion from making further troubles, you should give us more rewards!
When the guardians asked the hero group to fight the silly dragon, they were absolutely dead horses. They thought they were recruiting someone who would replace a gun or fill in a hole to block a knife.

There is no other way.

"All the equipment suitable for mortals is given to you!" Thorim grimaced.

"Here, isn't there the mechanical system of Qianmen Square?" Mai Fox finally showed his tail.

Dude, you're aiming at Mimiron's baby.

Unexpectedly, Mimiron didn't get angry, his eyes flashed like big light bulbs: "My robot can't beat yours."

"But your production efficiency is higher!"

That's what McDonald's was trying to do.

The mecha production led by Kaizi's chief technician, Taronicus, does not mean that the quality is not good, but that the output is not good.

In terms of research and development, he is definitely a master.

If he wanted to expand production, he would be blind.

For thousands of years, elves have no concept of assembly line operation.

Not to mention Gundam, even Zaku, which originally aimed for mass production, has not yet increased its output.

As a result, most of the time, the number of Gundam mass-produced machines that McDonald can use is no more than [-], and Zaku cannot exceed [-].

Of course, there are process and technology upgrades, which lead to the adjustment of the production line.

The bigger problem is that the industrial chain is not well equipped, and the production of a large number of key components still needs manual corrections and carvings, so the production capacity will not increase.

Mimiron thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Yes. Anyway, my power is [creation], and I can create better ones in the future. Those have nothing to do with you."

McDonnell nodded: "That's no problem, we just need this one."

Isn't it just industrial upgrading, who is afraid of whom, and we are not going to fight Ulduar.If Mimiron can create a stronger Iron Dwarf army and a more powerful Ulduar Colossus, it will definitely be more beneficial to Aixing until the time of [Legion Return].

So, as soon as someone from Mai greeted them, tens of thousands of Stratholme engineers poured into the square in front of Ulduar, and began to dismantle the fully automatic production line of the Colossus of Ulduar and pack them back.

Next, it's time for the happy spoils again.

Unsurprisingly, Ulduar's equipment was half a grade lower than that of Icecrown Citadel.For top heroes like McDonald, there is basically no improvement.

Except for one thing, the orange artifact hammer [Valaniel]!
(End of this chapter)