Stratholme God

Chapter 1442 Break the cycle
Tyrande cut off personal relations with Malfurion, and this matter was only a little bit of news in the Alliance.

Except for the few pure-hearted species like King Wa, the big waves among the nobles definitely make up the majority.As long as the Stratholme Empire is not formally married to the night elves, it doesn't count.

The focus of the alliance's top management is still on N'Zoth's side.

Now it has been basically confirmed that the broken place of Ny'alotha has openings in Uldum and the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.Reluctantly, the entrance to this dark empire is not fixed. After entering, under the obstruction of N'Zoth's power, the exploration of sand sculpture players is not smooth.

The number of cracks in the branch space is not counted. Not only are there a lot of phantom traps in many places, but they are also like the foot wraps of women in the Qing Dynasty-long and smelly.

When the deployment of troops was basically completed, McDonald found that he had nothing to do.

In terms of farming, there are a lot of tool people watching.

In terms of research and development and mass production of Gundam and other mechs, there is no rush.When the production methods and techniques cannot be changed, the limit of production capacity expansion speed is there. Even if you want to find more people to do it, you need so many magic craftsmen.

With nothing else to do, McDonnell returned to the royal study in Stratholme Palace, and stretched his feet under the desk.

The emperor's desk must be big enough, seven meters long and three meters wide.

Last month, a human nobleman who had been brainwashed by N'Zoth tried to assassinate the emperor. Who knew that a team of five heroes suddenly jumped out from under the table and beat the assassin until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

So, you will never know what mechanism is under the emperor's desk.

Well, not even the emperor himself knew.

This time is no exception. As soon as you stretch your feet, the vertical grip maintenance program will automatically start.

McDonnell pretended to be reviewing the memorial, and after a few clicks, he broke the pen with a "click", and soybean sweat oozed from his forehead.

A black dragon queen complained softly under the table: "Stupid! How many times have I told you, this! No! Yes! Chicken legs!"

"I forgot for a moment..." This was a cry similar to that of a small animal.

"Oh my god! You deserve to be reduced to the number three mount."

"No—forgive me, I'll do it right this time."

At this moment, McDonnell only felt that his exclusive artifact was not the Wind Sword, but Kadja's [Atiesh].As long as the thing is left alone, every 20 seconds, three translucent crow souls will come out by themselves, hovering around the master's forehead, and growl in crow language, "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"

The wheat dog thief almost collapsed on the spot.

well!This mount is a lack of education!
The angry McDonald overturned the table in a physical sense, and viciously educated Teresa, a stupid dragon, what rules are.

At the beginning, the silly dragon was still moving around, but McDonald grabbed the back of the dragon's neck with one hand, and immediately calmed down.

After tossing around for a long time, McDonald ran out of the study room speechlessly and wandered around the imperial city.

Coincidentally, on the top floor of a turret, Macdonald saw Ysera in human form, sunbathing on a beach bed.

"What a coincidence." McDonald laughed.

Ysera is like fried fish, turned over, it is very eye-catching.

Ysera smiled: "Most giant dragons actually don't understand people's hearts. Dragons like Onyxia who specialize in studying human weaknesses are definitely an exception."

Mai Dang felt extremely speechless: "You...you know?"

"I smell dragon blood."

"..."

Ysera waved her hand: "It's okay, I don't mind such small things."

"..."

Seemingly realizing that McDonald didn't want to talk about this kind of thing, Ysera smiled lightly and changed the subject: "I have lost almost all of my special powers. You should know what will happen to the planetary protection circle?"

McDonnell bared his teeth: "You mean, the Burning Legion will come?"

"There is a high probability. Those demons will not let go of such an opportunity."

"Didn't the Dragon King make up for it?"

Ysera smiled bitterly: "I went to your human school casually yesterday, and occasionally heard a sentence that fits the current situation [you are the worst class of students I have ever taught]."

McDonald is willing to support his forehead.

No matter where you go, you can feel the cultural output of sand sculpture players to this world!

Ysera explained briefly, and McDonald immediately understood.

[Dragon King] has never been a simple title, it also represents absolute strength, which is divided into two parts: the dragon king's own combat power, and the special ability bestowed by the Titan back then.

The two guys, Kalecgos and Onyxia, are far inferior to their predecessors in absolute strength. The key point is that Kalecgos has not mastered the mysteries of magic, and the Black Dragon Princess does not have her father's power of the earth.

Now that the Bronze Dragon King is missing, Ysera has completely lost the power of dreams. In fact, there is only one pillar of the planetary protection circle left, Alexstrasza.

Ysera raised three fingers: "30%! No more! This is the status quo of the protective circle that protects Azeroth."

"Ah!" McDonnell sighed, in the end, Ysera was saved.From the overall point of view, it is almost the same as being hopeless.

"McDonald, you don't have to be discouraged, after all, this is already much better than the same period in history."

Deng Deng Deng!
McDonald's heart was beating like a drum.

He narrowed his eyes: "You also have the power of the Bronze Dragon King?"

"Of course not!" Ysera brushed her long emerald green hair that seemed to be full of disobedience in reality: "How can I dabble in the power of time and space. But as Nozdormu's younger sister, I It is a privilege. I can ask him questions that concern me. Then Nozdormu can give me hints tacitly without involving matters of principle."

Grass!And this kind of coquettish operation! ?

McDonald's eyes widened.

Ysera chuckled lightly, it turned out that when the dragon smiled lightly, the voice could also be pleasant to hear.

"The power of the Titans dominates the souls of our guardian dragons, making every thought and every action of us revolve around [responsibility]. However, repeated work over ten thousand years, like an inescapable cycle, is actually very difficult. Boring. If there is no accident, our life will be like a history book that we turn over and over again. It starts at a certain point in time and ends boringly at a certain point in time. Finally, we turn to the first page of the book meaninglessly. page, start over, and repeat."

McDonnell pouted.

Ysera had a point, he had to admit.

The first few versions of the story of the world of Azeroth are undoubtedly amazing.But after [The Lich King], the 'screenwriter' of history can no longer come up with any amazing stories, nor can he create a villain with unique charm comparable to the Lich King.

This feeling is like reading Qidian novels. The front is written by Platinum Master himself, and the latter is immediately replaced by a high-quality writer as a substitute.Later, I lost my face, and directly replaced a codewriter with a thousand characters and one yuan as the shooter.

All kinds of inconsistencies, anticlimactic, even McDonald, as a witness, felt a liver pain.

Speaking of this, Ysera poked McDonald's chest suddenly: "However, a spoiler who does not belong to this world can have the opportunity to break this cycle of fate and lead the world to a new ending!"

(End of this chapter)