Stratholme God

Chapter 1422 The possibility of whitewashing

McDonnell has done a big job, diverting water from the Angolo crater in the west, and then laying an underground pipeline with a total length of more than [-] kilometers, diverting water all the way from west to east to Jinjian Port, solving the problem of this desert port. Difficulty drinking water.

At the same time, a branch was opened, and the desert area was 'enclosed' by means of drip irrigation.

Large-scale planting of plants adapted to arid regions, such as pig hair grass, will greatly improve the Tanaris Desert and achieve the purpose of sand fixation and control.

At the same time build a large number of wind turbines.

Now that the sand is being controlled in the outer circle, the inner circle is already a medium-sized farmland that can be farmed.

Coupled with the oil refinery built for mining oil from the crater, this expedition to Uldum puts far less logistical pressure than the previous conquest of the Horde.

Once upon a time, during the expedition to the Silithus Desert, almost everything the Alliance needed had to be shipped in by sea.The better ones come from Port Theramore in Dustwallow Marsh, and the worse ones have to cross thousands of miles of sea and be transported from Stratholme itself.

Today, 95% of logistics supplies can be handled in Jinjian Port.

Given a choice, McDonnell would rather open the gate of Neo'alotha in Uldum.

This saves a lot of trouble.

Otherwise, the Stormwind Kingdom would have to send troops into the Valley of Eternal Blossoms.

A little abruptly, Maiev said suddenly: "Tyrande asked where you are? She wants to come over."

"Well, let her come."

Not long after, Your Excellency the High Priest, who seemed to be in the air, came.

Just looking at the appearance, no one would apply the words "pure and lustful" to Tyrande.

Of course, going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, and Tyrande coming here in broad daylight must be for business.

"McDonald, the progress of the druids on my side in diving into the Emerald Dream is very bad. Basically, they can't even enter the door. Only Hamuul and the others can wander in the shallow layer. How about the trident on your side? gone?"

The druids used the opening Ysera gave them. Now that Ysera is suppressed, the druids will definitely not be able to enter.

Sand sculpture players, especially those who have eaten Kejia cuisine, use much more brutal entry methods.

Actually a little bit of progress.

"Fenner, avoid it, you just gave birth, so you don't want to see these things."

"Okay!" Fenner withdrew, and in the Duchess' living room, only McDonald and the girls who could fight were left.

McDonnell pretended to open the magic mirror, as if he was spreading his spiritual power in the mirror, touching a group of connected trident operators' mental bodies.

Silently, the scene in this huge circular mirror with a diameter of two meters began to flicker upside down, but soon fixed into a gray-brown plain.Many green drakes, faceless men, and satyrs lay dead on the plain, and there was blood and signs of battle everywhere.

Everyone outside the mirror stared wide-eyed, as if they were playing 'find the difference', looking around in a daze.

"I found it." McDonnell's consciousness continued to deepen, and bystanders immediately found that the mirror image was zooming in on a certain direction.

Soon, everyone saw a faceless man surrounded by a group of sand sculpture players.

I don't know what to do, it's three times bigger than the sand sculpture player, this faceless man looks weak and helpless.

It was doing a squatting motion with its head in its arms, its tentacles were holding its own octopus head, but it exposed its forehead again.

It was muttering to itself, and the voice was completely translated into human lingua franca through a green light group next to it.

"No, I'm just following orders, I'm not wrong, no, I'm just having a dream. The dream is full of blood, and the ground is full of dead compatriots. Haha, woo woo, I'm among the dead, me! I'm dead, I was abandoned by my lord N'Zoth! I don't want to die, I don't want to be abandoned!"

This guy's words lacked logic, the appearance of laughing and crying, and the content of the answer made the onlookers feel that their thoughts were confused.

[Chu Jiayun] next to him rubbed his temples, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Savis?"

The faceless man froze for a few seconds, then suddenly fell down on the ground, and shouted in extreme panic: "Don't force me! I say! I say! Three dream days ago, I saw him at the Dream of Gray Rock. "

[Chu Jiayun] curled his lips at the dirty god next to him: "Make sure!"

The dirty god understands in seconds.

Most people would think that the Faceless One is terrifying!There are sticky tentacles again, and mouthparts that look like a meat grinder. On the side of Wushen, the painting style has completely changed.

[God of Tulip] and [Half-year-old Kidney Deficiency] These two guys are arguing whether the faceless man opposite is full of OOXX.

Uh, don't get me wrong, these two big-hearted punks are playing tic-tac-toe with an ink pen on the smooth forehead of this faceless man who feels like he's going crazy at any moment.

"OOO! Haha! Three O's in a row! I won!" [Tulip] laughed.

"Fuck! Can I lose this?"

In the eyes of others, these two teasers are having fun.

Tyrande, who had a strong sense of divine power, was taken aback.The ink pen they used was undoubtedly some kind of powerful spiritual force transmission tool.They forcibly invaded the spiritual ocean of the Faceless with a more obscure, evil, and absolutely irrelevant force of love and justice.

The most outrageous thing is that their strength is obviously superior, overwhelming the power left by the ancient evil god N'Zoth on the Faceless Man, wantonly infecting the Faceless Man's spiritual sea.

Not long after, the Faceless Man even revealed the embarrassment that when he was three years old, he was almost sat on the buttocks of a female deep-sea giant, and escaped only after being stained with poo.

Seeming to have noticed McDonnell's gaze, [Chu Jiayun] turned to face the 'camera': "Boss, in three more days, we should be able to catch Xavis."

After all, what is presented on the screen is a seemingly chaotic spatial trajectory, marked with thousands of dream spaces, large and small.

It seems disorganized, but if you look closely, you can find that the scope of the action trajectory representing Savis is shrinking.

When Tyrande was surprised, he couldn't help reminding McDonnell: "Be careful when using these people."

The corner of Macdonald raised his mouth: "There are always some existences in the world who devote themselves to the darkness and use the power of darkness, but their hearts can remain bright. There was Anduin Lothar who was the incarnation of the Lich King and still devoted himself to goodness. Now Cultists of the Unholy God, in the future...maybe there will be a demon hunter similar to Illidan* Stormrage."

Tyrande's face turned pale in an instant: "Illidan..."

"He has indeed done many things wrong, but he is probably not as evil as we imagined. The four members of the Illidari Council who surrendered to me broke the news - including several heroes, the most elite group of demon hunters under Illidan , disappeared before we attacked the Dark Temple. Before disappearing, they prepared a lot of special equipment for infiltration against demons."

Tyrande's body shook slightly, and immediately she understood a lot.If it was aimed at the alliance or the night elves, what Illidan asked his men to prepare was not for the demons.

Of course, it is not ruled out. Illidan simply wants to overcome him, kick Sa Zong down, and sit in the position of the Lord of the Burning Legion himself.

This at least represents a possibility - the possibility of whitewashing!

(End of this chapter)