Stratholme God

Chapter 1248 I see how long you can endure
Telegosa continued to be a problem baby, but McDonald refused to say more.

What do you call him?
This story begins with a group of time traveler foodies mastering a special skill called [Dark Gourmet].By eating dark dishes without being poisoned to death, or being able to be resurrected after being poisoned, these sand sculptures have gained terrible adaptability and some of the abilities of the victims.

After tasting the flesh and blood of several ancient gods from the Cthulhu series, they bid farewell to Mr. Wang, and then harmed the world of "Deep Sea Trek".

It's hard for people to go, and this group of guys who are not as good as beasts ate the most haunted ghost Leviathan.

Then you get the ability of this oceanic version of 'Fox Fake Tiger'.

As long as there are enough players who have eaten Phantom Leviathan and get the approval of the owner of the world, the power of [Phantom Leviathan] can be exerted to a limited extent.

To put it simply, just like the Balrog Hammer can exert part of the power of Raga, as long as you gather [-] trident sand sculptures that have eaten Leviathan, you can play a fusion in a specific deep-sea area.

Originally, this trick was at best superficial.

Ever since these bastards ate the flesh and blood of C'Thun and Yogg-Saron, the power of this move...

Cough!

Outrageous his mother opened the door for Outrageous, Outrageous is home!

The efforts of the naga to stabilize the situation were all in vain.

In the boundless thunder, the murloc's terrified screams seemed to drown out everything.

After an exaggerated thunder, the entire underwater battlefield boiled up.

Every Sea Clan of the N'Zoth faction saw their companions yelling out of composure, and only saw their mouths opening and closing, but under extreme panic, they couldn't speak a complete sentence or words.

In the end, even Naga, who was the commander, was coerced and scattered.

The high-pitched screams of the Sea Clan even swallowed up the explosion of a large number of depth charges.

This made the hard-working sonar soldier on the ship at sea have to take off his headphones, because even if he insisted on working, he couldn't expect to hear any useful sounds from the exaggerated noise.

"In the name of N'Zoth, the only true god, you are commanded—do not retreat!" a faceless man with an octopus head and hands yelled.

Useless.

That 'Ghost Leviathan' released its big move again.

Another lightning strike brought a screaming explosion sound, and the exaggerated thunder and lightning created a huge vortex with a diameter of tens of meters.

The scorching lightning shock wave swept across the underwater battlefield like a bright ring, and then no matter whether it was a murloc, a naga, or a faceless man, they were all paralyzed by the lightning strike.

None of the Sea Clan figured out how many of their companions were killed by the incomparably powerful blow just now.

Many sea people were swept away by the violent seabed turbulence, at least dozens of meters away before they barely regained their balance.

After two consecutive wide-area lightning strikes, the terrifying Leviathan twisted its huge body and charged over aggressively.

En Zuosi's sea army was completely shaken at this moment. It didn't look like, but the whole army really fell apart.

The murlocs took the lead, followed by the naga. They were completely frightened and abandoned the duties entrusted to them by N'Zoth, and fled in different directions without thinking.

When they were in a panic, some male Naga even brandished their halberds and slaughtered the murlocs who stood in their way, causing further chaos.

Only the Faceless will never retreat.

As direct descendants of N'Zoth, their will to fight is absolute!

N'Zoth's mental manipulation allows orders to override their self-awareness.

But so what?
Just as the Faceless Men stood firm, the huge ghost Leviathan was finally dismantled and turned into thousands of small sea tribes, killing the Faceless Men.

Not many people noticed that the original dragon dancers, Abu, were the sand sculpture players pretending to form the abdomen of Leviathan, and they all sighed and floated motionless in the water.

The tentacle jellyfish man [Jun Muqi] wailed, "Oh, I don't have a single drop left."

That's right, why do sand sculpture players rush to form the head?

Because the player in the head can command the player in the body!
The lightning strike looks mighty, but in fact, it will squeeze the power of the electric eels and electric jellyfish among these marine players.

To cheat teammates or be cheated by teammates, even sand sculpture players will choose.

As for the power of the lightning strike...

By the way, it’s okay to electrocute a murloc. Naga’s words depend on character.

It doesn't matter, as long as you look at the domineering, coupled with the terrifying coercion of the ghost Leviathan's battle spirit, what was supposed to be an evenly matched war of attrition was turned into a chasing war by these sand sculpture players.

In the bottom of the sea, the sea tribes with trident emblems all over their eyes are chasing and killing murlocs, naga and faceless men.

It seems that a few faceless people have discovered the truth of the matter.

He suddenly let out an extremely dissatisfied scolding: "You bunch of liars——"

"Guys who tell the truth will only seek their own death."

The Faceless Man raised his head, looked palely at several whirlpools mixed with ice edges that suddenly appeared above his head, and then several ice arrows extended from these whirlpools.

[Drunk Asuka] using the Atlantean clone, and also has a mage profession, this guy smirked: "Go to hell!"

With a finger, the ice edges blend together
An ice sword fell in the direction he was pointing, piercing the faceless man's head.

The bitter Faceless Man had no power to resist, belching on the spot the moment the frost element exploded in his head.

The trident soldiers are extremely vigorous, and this terrifying level of combat power has once again refreshed the three views of mortal soldiers.

Even Rivendell smiled wryly: "I thought His Majesty's direct descendants were already too strong to be human. Unexpectedly, all of them have the potential to hit the hero realm!"

Seriously, Rivendell was planning for the worst.

The pioneering of the Northland is less than a year old. Even if the foundation laid in the early stage is good, a large number of military and civilian supplies still need to rely on local supplies.

What does a free wheel loss mean?
That can be 440 tanks or military vehicles, that can be [-] million rounds of ammunition, that can be the fuel that supplies a pioneering group of [-] people for a year.

If this batch of ships is lost, the next batch will not be organized.After all, once N'Zoth succeeds, he will definitely know the taste and will continue to make trouble next time.

Rivendell almost puts on the Pain Mask.

Who knew that the emperor's personal soldiers were so fierce?
Can this battle damage ratio be played without equipment?

This time, N'Zoth would have to weigh it even if he dared to come, whether he would knock out his old teeth if he attacked casually.

Here, McDonnell's eyes are still cast in the direction of Wyrmrest Temple.

"It's almost enough to pull. Brother Zhiyi, let me see how long you can bear it."

(End of this chapter)