Stratholme God

Chapter 1453 [Spiritual decay]

Ever since a certain traveler surnamed Mai came to this world of Azeroth, this little girl in history has been rounded and flattened into various poses.

Sometimes, she can transform into a steamroller and repeatedly crush some hard-pressed victim bosses until they are sent to Two-dimensional.

Sometimes, she will transform into a dump truck, and "kill" certain bosses that should be insidious but have to go to the foreground.

N'Zoth felt innocent.

What did I do wrong?

I'm just taking back my planetary crown.

What happened to the Faceless?What happened to the man with the tentacles?Does being ugly make one incapable of breathing and living?
well!Except for some filth fanatics who would say "ah yes yes yes", no one is really used to N'Zoth.

Fighting all the way to the depths of Ny'alotha, the surrounding scene became increasingly devoid of traces of civilization, and the army came to a large square that looked like an ancient god.

The ground is thick like a cuticle, layered on top of each other, and I don't know how many octopuses have been roasted to death.The ground exudes a strange and seductive smell, which has absolutely nothing to do with the stench. It is more like the spices used by the nobles in the old age of human beings.

Looking around, you can see a large number of conical black spikes pointing towards the sky a little closer, and you can see the huge tentacles that are so thick that it takes two or three Zaku to hug them. Just disgusting.

In this case, it's time for the classic goalkeeper boss before the end of the game.

I don't know if "a silly dragon" has a bad head and likes to use an oversized crayfish to guard the door.

N'Zoth is no exception.

Cough cough, the body of this guy should have been some faceless general.N'Zoth obviously couldn't trust this 'loyal' guard, and attached his own body tissue to it.

So there is the boss of [N'Zoth's shell].

Most of its body is still a faceless one, with a bit of a typical lobster pincer-like arms, that is, a big eyeball with tentacles on the head, and a few oversized tentacles that grow out of the shoulder blades are constantly dangling, Polluted the eyes of McDonald and the heroes.

In front of this guy, no matter how much McDonald was willing to push him, he didn't dare to let the third-line heroes rush forward in one go.

This thing is not at the same level as the previous boss.

After hitting the leader in front of you and suddenly facing this guy, just a moment ago the elementary school teacher was still explaining to you that five times eight equals forty instead of 35. When you dozed off for less than 5 minutes, you saw a blackboard full Calculus again.

This increase in intensity is outrageous!
Seeing the faceless men at the gate, McDonnell's expression darkened: "The lineup is reorganized! The first regiment will be the main force, the second regiment will cover the flanks, and the third regiment will fight mobs. The trident will be replaced by spiritual support."

There may be a lot of complaints in the Throne Council, but in the decisive battle between frontline heroes and demons, no one will ever question McDonald's authority.

It is precisely because the enemy is strong that McDonald is cautious.

To fight N’Zoth, McDonnell has made very careful considerations early on: first of all, a guy with weak mental power must not bring it, such as a certain black dragon queen; secondly, if he can’t take it with him, he can’t take it. After all, there is a possibility of repeated rebellion. ; Finally, how the violence came about.

Breakthrough all methods!

If you can turn over the boss as soon as possible, many tricks will no longer be tricks.

After McDonnell reorganized the team, as soon as he approached, the opposite [N'Zoth's shell] shouted in common language: "Your weapons are useless! Madness will destroy you—"

There was a roar of up to 120 decibels in the distance, which at best sounded deafening and very loud.

In a short period of time, it is not impossible to endure.

The point is that at the same time as this 'Brother Shell' roared, a strong and intractable stench hit the spiritual world of every hero.

Without ordering, the wind sword in McDonnell's hand opened a shallow spiritual barrier for him. A certain elemental lord sealed in the sword should think about his own soul even if he is not his master.

Almost at the same time, a [sanity bar] appeared in the lower left corner of McDonnell's vision.It's a very simple numerical problem, whoever's sanity drops from 100 to 0, then he will go to Azeroth mentally handicapped bar and work part-time as the bar owner (fog).

cough cough!Just kidding, [sanity] will fall into a state of madness if it returns to zero.

This crazy mental oppression has a disgusting feeling that cannot be described in words.It's not a short moment, but it's like a turbulent wave crashing on the shore all the time, frantically washing away the spiritual barrier of every hero.

Behind all the first-line heroes, some of the second-generation heroes looked quite bad.

For example, Darian Mograine, as the crown prince, he cannot be exempted from the responsibility of participating in the Heroes.One is because of the family tradition, and the other is that as the next king, you don’t mix well with the big bosses of other countries’ races. Once you reach the state of public-to-public that only cares about interests, you will really be played to death by other countries and you don’t know how to die. .

Darian murmured to himself in awe: "Is this the ancient god that Your Majesty and the others have faced many times?"

Here, Macdonald certainly believes that the mental exhaustion of a hero-level powerhouse is less than that of an ordinary powerhouse.

But it's not safe enough!
In the game, there will be Wrathion, the black dragon prince, to help the foot man regain his reason (section) and wisdom (fuck).Because the old Ny'alotha in the game, Wrathion, was pretended by the Faceless.

But the parallel world has this problem.In this life, history is so crooked.Wrathion here was upset that his elder sister became a queen and also became a mount. Under the feeling of displeasure, he really jumped back, cut off MacDonald's head and sent it to the gate of Stratholme City. Tidy up.

This battle was destined not to be supported by Wrathion himself.

Fortunately, Wrathion still happily (forcefully) donated his black dragon scales to the hero group to make a new version of the cloak. This thing not only has strong shadow resistance, but also because he has taken refuge in N'Zoth, his body has produced a new version of the cloak. The miraculous change caused the cloak to have a certain effect of resisting mental shock.

As the dog emperor who always likes to buy insurance for his "victory", McDonald has another insurance...

"[Psychic Shock] is here—" Uther, who was at the front, roared.

As a paladin who played with psychic energy and became the No. 1 spiritual system in the world, he is extremely sensitive to changes in psychic power. [N'Zoth's shell] Started with a mental shock to the hero group, and immediately got his warning.

Just when Uther was about to muster up his spiritual power and use the holy light as a shield to bear the impact of this wave for the heroes behind, he saw McDonald stretch out his hand, and a translucent azure curtain wall immediately appeared in front of him. In front of everyone, and then pushed forward with his hand, this spiritual wall immediately stood at the forefront, colliding with the mental shock wave like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.

(End of this chapter)