Stratholme God

Chapter 1363 A Promise

In history, Tyrande, who had been blackened and turned into the Moon Night God of War, forgave Elune temporarily after learning the truth.According to Tyrande's personality, if he didn't turn around and punish Elune, then he wouldn't be Tyrande.

Contrary to what outsiders imagined, Tyrande was the leader of the night elves first, and then the high priest of the moon god.This kind of leader who puts the tribe as the top priority is really respectable.

The problem is, McDonnell can't casually disclose this matter.

Elune didn't burp, so what if he stabbed it?
Firstly, most of the night elves probably wouldn't believe it. Second, there was the Iron Horde before, and the Burning Legion later. The enemy is now, and he poached Elune's corner. Doesn't Elune hate him to death?

He also counted on Elune to send [Starfall] to his enemies from time to time.

"McDonald, I really don't know who I can rely on. Malfurion is still half-dead. I don't have any helpers around me. If even the goddess abandons Kaldorei, then we really don't know how to survive in this chaotic world." The world survives..." Tyrande lost control of his emotions for the rare occasion, tears rolled down his face like a curtain of beads, his head lowered lower and lower, his chin almost sinking into a pair of Hyjal peaks.

What else can McDonald say?
The night elves' power has gone downhill since the seamount war, and after the tree burning, they really took out their old ones and fought desperately.This life is not necessarily going to be any better.

Their characteristics are destined to only help the alliance fight in the jungle, and they are useless in the frontal battlefield.

Seeing Tyrande crying, Macdonald still softened his heart. He stood up, walked in front of her, and patted her on the shoulder: "I don't think Goddess Elune will abandon the night elves."

"What if it's true?" Tyrande looked up suddenly, 99% of her beautiful blue eyes were despair, and the last 1% was hope.She's clearly pinning all her hopes on McDonnell.

Facing the fiery eyes in pain, McDonald felt unbearable.

If you want to blame it, blame him for his reputation as the 'World's No. [-] Restoration Master'.

Master of Restoration of the Country——Professional to save the country and the people.

What kind of country is on the street, the race is on the verge of extinction, if it is really accepted by McDonald, it may not be rich and rich when you turn around, at least you don't have to worry about completely GG.

At some point, a pair of jade hands were already tugging at the leg line of his trousers.Tyrande was like a drowning man about to drown, trying to grab the last straw.

Looking up at McDonnell, Tyrande's breathing became more and more heavy, and he asked: "Is there really an eventuality!?"

"This……"

"For the continuation of the race! All the Kaldorei are willing to give everything! Just like... just like the Quel'dorei." Tyrande's voice trailed off.

At this moment, McDonnell only felt that he was absolutely deceived by lard.

No one is perfect, people will always make mistakes.

Being forced to this point, McDonnell had no choice but to express his opinion: "If you really get to that point, then hang out with me."

The God of War on a Moonlit Night is strong and strong, blackening is not a good thing, and after blackening, the tattoo on his face is ugly!

As a master of aesthetics, McDonald, this is really unbearable.

Tyrande was relieved, she was still crying, but this time, it was tears of joy.

With McDonald's promise, the night elves have really found an organization.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, get up, dignified clan leader, kneeling and crying, other elves will laugh at you when they see it."

"I don't!" Tyrande made a mosquito-like humming sound, and lowered his head again.

……

Half an hour later, Maiev* Shadowsong returned.

"McDonald, why did I see Tyrande walking away with her mouth covered? What did she talk to you about? May I know?" For other people, for other things, Maiev is definitely like a wooden person without emotion , Even if you see it, treat it as if you can't see it, faithfully fulfilling the duty of guarding.

Maiev really couldn't ignore the abnormal behavior of his old enemy.

She doesn't need to ask about business matters, but private matters. With the relationship between her and McDonald today, she can still get by by acting like a baby.

The corner of McDonnell's mouth was twitching. He didn't know how to explain it. After holding back for a long time, he explained (suddenly) and said (suddenly): "I demonstrated to the high priest how to test nucleic acid, but the cotton swab I used was too big. , making the high priest a little uncomfortable."

Well, the big cotton swab used by the Stratholme family.

Although I don't know what the dog thief is talking about, but Maiev's sensitivity in this kind of matter is definitely looking beyond the appearance to see the essence.

Her strong little nose shrugged, and her expression became very weird. The expression on her face showed ups and downs, and she finally sighed: "Only you can make me make such a concession. How about it, from now on under the table , I will give her half a seat."

McDonald was speechless.

This seems a little wrong, and a little too good!
"Maev, I..."

Before McDonnell finished speaking, a green onion-like finger rested on his lips. Maiev's eyes were a little strange and strangely stubborn: "She can't surpass me in status, this is my last request."

As expected of an opponent who has been fighting for 1 years, even if they fall into the same pit, they will still be the top bulls.

"of course."

Maiev smiled brightly this time: "She's going to call me Big Sister."

"no problem."

Age is not the point, seniority is the key.Didn't Alleria want to call Calia a sister?
Well, the dog thief is a real dog.

The time has come to July, and after the alliance has dealt with the invading orc cannon fodder on various continents, it has entered the stage of security warfare.It is only a matter of time before the scattered orcs without a foundation are completely wiped out.

In Pandaria, with Raiden the Fallen Guardian defeated by King Var, it is only a matter of time before the alliance wipes out the last mogu, the remaining orcs, trolls, and mantid, and the pressure is not great.

The Alliance was able to concentrate its forces on an expedition.

Draenor: After adjustments, Arthas led the 3 royal guards who were originally directly under MacDonnell as the central army, subordinated to the First Army of Rivendell, and the Second Army of Surijek, supplemented by Jean Leading the Gilneas werewolf division, Falstad led a 1-man air cavalry division of Wildhammer dwarves, including a total of 30 logistics, and launched a general attack on the Iron Horde through the Dark Portal.

I have to mention the ship girl here.

The airship originally controlled by the ship's mother couldn't pass through the portal of darkness.The system gave McDonald a convenience, allowing the ship's mother to temporarily pack her giant ship's shell, and pass through the Dark Portal with a human-sized body. With the delivery of steel and other materials, the ship can become a sea ship and sail on the seas of Draenor.

Flying ships can't be counted on for the time being, and the ship's mother's sea giant ship form can still give the alliance a lot of help.

There are also first-line heroes such as Tirion and Khadgar, plus some second- and third-line heroes, and form a 20-member hero group with the two idiots.

(End of this chapter)