Stratholme God

Chapter 1418
You tell me the stories that Ah San and the male lizard have to tell?
I laugh at your short-sightedness.

This matter spread across time and space to McDonald, and the response he received was a merciless and insensitive "Oh".

Why?

You laugh three XP strange.

I laugh that you have never seen the Cult of Dirty Gods.

This group of sluts can't be idle, and they will go crazy when they are idle.

Originally, the girls from all over Stratholme were very enthusiastic about the trident. Gradually, they also knew what elite operators, ordinary operators, and [others] were.

right!The Cult of Dirty God is that other.

Would a decent person make tentacles the crest of their own church?

McDonnell got a [C'Thun's Tentacle], and then threw it into the system warehouse.

After this group of sluts got a batch from the dungeon, they really used it frequently. N times, they frightened the girls so much that they screamed, and then Uther led a team to kill them to purify the evil.

It's just that after purifying N times, they failed to kill this group of sluts, and with the endorsement of Ai Xingxing's soul, at least they were suppressed.

Until this day, [Jun Muqi] secretly asked MacDonald if he could go after Lili.

Well, Lili*Stormstout, Lao Chen's niece!
Macdonald spit on the bitch on the spot: "Damn it, do you want a civil war in the alliance?"

It's over, the ship girl can't satisfy these bastards, they can't suppress the restlessness in their hearts, and try to find a way to attack the local heroes.

Uh, well, I, someone from Mai, opened the mouth first, woo woo woo.

Compared to him, the guy who wears the soul, the sand sculpture player is an out-and-out outsider, and he is guarded by the star soul.

However, it is impossible for someone like Mai to let the Dirty God Sect mess around a bit, and just give them something to do.

"I can't confirm which one will come first, N'Zoth or the Burning Legion. Therefore, 'please' dispatch the Dirty God Cult collectively, sneak into [Ny'alotha* Awakening City] to collect information, or make a mess and delay N'Zoth's resurrection time."

"Please? Can I not go?" [Jun Muqi] rolled his eyes roguely.Last time, this guy followed a blank order with wax seal from McDonald's, and almost cheated a hoof.McDonnell later hung him as a street lamp for a week.

MacDonald said in a succinct tone, "No way!"

[Jun Muqi] If you dare to refuse, a certain dog emperor will probably become eunuch addicted, and let the leader of the dirty god taste what it means to be divided into six horses.

Coming out of McDonnell's study, [Jun Muqi] turned his back to the sky at 45 degrees, and a drop of crocodile tears fell down his cheeks.

A crowd of waiting operators surrounded him.

[Jun Muqi] With his hands on his back, the spirit of drama is possessed, full of ancient style: "My life is not long, what do you want, tell me quickly!"

【Situ Yanpo】: "Prophet, I will kill you now. Well, anyway, you will die sooner or later, so it's okay."

[Silent Hidden Sword]: "Can I turn into a crayfish to eat?"

[No. 11 Sniper]: "Don't eat it, you will have diarrhea for three days."

The next day, when all the members of the Dirty God Sect were dispatched, the Trident barracks caused a commotion.

That was full of the momentum of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever".

"Clap clap clap!"

Don't ask why there are firecrackers!
That's for warding off evil spirits!

"Clap clap clap!"

Don't ask why more than 2 sand sculpture players and over [-] citizens outside the camp applauded collectively.

That is to send the strong man west!
As for why all the believers of the Dirty God Sect carry barbecue pots and bags full of chili, pepper, star anise and cinnamon, it is unknown.

I hope the Faceless Ones will firmly reject these dark gourmets who are about to kill them.

As for the filthy gods' love for the scene, what kind of love they have, God knows... No, everyone doesn't want to know.

On the other hand, [Sniper No. 11] tried to go to Broken Beach, but that was also full of difficulties.

As we all know, the Great Sea of ​​Azeroth is quite a monster.The terrible vortex in the center of the sea not only cut off the navigation route, but the rapid current will even produce an effect similar to the Bermuda Triangle, causing approaching ships and aircraft to suddenly lose control and crash.

McDonald sent submarines and airships over there, and they all crashed.

It can be said that all the means of trying to open the map in advance have failed, except for one - the method of crossing the sea with ghosts!
After the player hiccups, in the black and white world between life and death, the progress of the soul is not affected by the reality.Although the soul cannot leave the corpse too far in theory, by dragging the corpse, it can move forward in the endless sea.

It is true that the dead body will move with the currents and eddies, and even be drawn to the bottom of the sea and twisted to pieces.

The point is: the player's soul is not the real soul, it is the projection of consciousness across the stars.Their bodies are clones allowed by the planetary laws of Azeroth.

These clones are high-tech clones commonly used by the Galactic Council of Order.

As long as they don't violate the laws of the planet, they can theoretically send clones wherever their consciousness is [flash].

Suddenly crossing the space of the planet, it is forbidden to deliver clones anywhere, but dragging corpses to deliver clones is allowed by the laws of the planet, that's how strange it is.

Regardless of the slow progress of the soul crossing the sea, once they reach the Broken Beach, they can be resurrected in the cemetery over there.

Why is the alliance led by Stratholme invincible? The preliminary preparations are very important.

The roads explored by sand sculpture players can fog up the map.This is not a simple, scribbled map that even ghosts can’t understand. After they explore the map, what they present on the player’s public system is a super-accurate ultra-high-definition map that can enlarge the 1cm-diameter stone on the ground. 3D map.

Players dug all the holes in the ground three feet to explore, and cleared mines with human flesh. Only then did the alliance march without hindrance.

By the way, a certain dog emperor would at most make a one-to-one-thousand map sand table for Er Fool and other commanders.The two idiots are already crying with gratitude.

After arranging the way to go, McDonald went to rob Velen.

The Draenei abandoned the Talador area of ​​Draenor and moved away collectively. What brought Azeroth was no longer the broken spaceship on Azuremyst Island.

More high-magic, high-tech technologies were preserved in another Draenor.

How could McDonald not go for it?
"This... Most of our magic structure technology has been lost and cannot be reproduced. We can no longer create magic structures, and now we can maintain the minimum maintenance, which is the result of the technicians' efforts." [Hoof ] Yrel was pushed out by Velen to specifically reject McDonnell.

Well, I can't be sure, the old and cunning Victoria is fooling around, and he still wants to let McDonald taste the taste of hooves.

It's a pity that McDonnell looked at the blue-skinned lady with reversed feet, and his vertical grip expressed its opinion with silence and cold stems.

Wei Lun is definitely the kind of big eel who forcibly helped the old lady to cross the road at the red light, and if something happened, he would cheat the owner of the car, and then run off on his own.

McDonald absolutely does not believe in his evil.

(End of this chapter)