Stratholme God

Chapter 386 A Very Humiliation Trick (3 More)
(Monthly ticket 55/75)
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Of course, how to prodigal is another story.

The essence of being a prodigal is trading. When all the objects that can be traded are hung up, then there is no such thing as a prodigal.

For example, the Burning Legion only wants your life and soul, and nothing else, so there is no point in having more money.

While McDonnell was annoyed by the sand sculpture players, he had to rely on these teasers.

He contacted [Scorching Dawn of the Sky] through the system: "How is the situation?"

[Zhuo Xiao]: "The plan is not going well. Those long ears see the main pool very deadly, and may not be able to achieve the best results."

"It's okay, can things fit in?"

"Yes. And the energy of the Sunwell fluctuates too much. Unless it is very obvious, ordinary energy can be concealed. This thing is originally integrated with the Sunwell, so the chance of being discovered is not high."

"Okay! Follow the plan."

"clear."

When McDonald was secretly digging a pit as a gift for Lao Taizi, the meeting between the two sisters of Windrunner was in full swing.

"Hurry up! Get in the car, don't bring anything except a small amount of food and belongings!"

Although there are three prestigious elf leaders in the area, the two sisters of Windrunner and Braumux, it is always difficult to leave their homeland, and many elves are reluctant to abandon their belongings.

This created considerable trouble for the evacuating troops.

In the end, Cirvanas saw those procrastinators endlessly, and resolutely ordered the whole army to move out. Seeing a large number of armored military vehicles and carriages preparing to evacuate forcibly, those unrepentant guys screamed and climbed into the vehicle with hands and feet in embarrassment .

Everyone is, when life is dying, they just want to save their lives.Seeing that his life was saved, he wanted to save more property.

This aspect can be described as instinct.

The retreat was not smooth sailing, as a large number of troll undead attacked the convoy.

If it is only two-dimensional, this is not difficult to prevent.

But those guys not only jumped down from the trees, but also buried themselves in the ground, got out suddenly, jumped onto the carriage and killed people randomly.

The cruel reality finally made these refugees realize their position.

When the refugees were taken back to the bunker group north of the Northland Fortress, McDonnell finally received the long-awaited system prompt.

[The host successfully rescued 138701 high elf refugees, and completed the side mission (law breaker) against the undead. The host is hereby rewarded with a special skill (Jio of Heavenly Absolute Demon). Shadowless feet. 】

[(Heavenly Absolute Magic Foot): The host can use the elemental beriberi to kick any target within 30 yards. Once the target is hit by the host's beriberi, depending on the location of the attack, it will produce an anti-magic effect for 3 to 10 seconds.If the target is casting a spell, it will interrupt the casting effect and at the same time produce a strengthened magic ban effect, and the prohibition time of this type of magic is doubled. 】

[Remarks: The host uses the Heavenly Absolute Demon Leg, which has no cooling and no consumption, but continuous use in a short period of time will most likely cause the host's own elements to become disordered and produce unknown effects. 】

[Special Note: This skill does not do much damage and is extremely humiliating.It is very easy to cause the relationship between them to deteriorate rapidly.Please use with caution! 】

"Yes! Exactly! That's it!" McDonald was worried when a bunch of magicians came suddenly, and he felt that he couldn't beat them just by looking at the number.

Now I just doze off and send a pillow.

Thieves six ah!
On the other hand, following the news of the successful rescue of the elf refugees, MacDonald left the logistics to Lor'themar, and then waited for the Sun King to die suddenly.

To be reasonable, the troops in Silvermoon City are not useless.

It's a pity that the difference in combat power is too great.

Located in the southwest of Silvermoon City, the Western Sanctuary here is located at the hub between Sunsail Harbor and the Isle of Quel'Danas (commonly known as the Isle of Sunstrider).

Even at the moment when the rune circle is disintegrating, because the sunwell plateau on the west side of Sunstrider Island itself has a wide-area magic shield that is one size smaller than the rune circle, the Scourge chose to move along the coastline. the line of attack.

"Master Blood Oath! I can't stand it anymore——"

Archmage Astaror* Bloodsworn - Advisor and close associate of Kael'thas.

His combat strength is not weaker than the seven Silver Moon Councilors, the difference is that he is not old enough in age and qualifications, because Silver Moon Councilor is also synonymous with Elf Elder.

In history, he would have escaped unharmed by staying in Dala with Kaizi.In this life, with Kaizi's early return, he also came back.

At the critical moment, he resolutely took over the important task of defense and organized the local military forces north of Eversong Forest to build the first line of defense.

Obviously, he failed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, he felt the door of the western temple shake violently.

Just now he was so focused on the horror scene of his subordinates being massacred, immediately resurrected and manipulated, that he didn't notice that the Scourge's siege machines were already in place.

The terrible trebuchet smashed a large mass of corpses solidified with dark magic into the gate of the temple.

The damage on the physical level was not great, but a terrifying green mist filled the exploding flesh and blood, and all the elf guards who touched it twitched in pain on the spot, and they scratched their faces like crazy until they were bloody. In ten seconds, he collapsed in screams.

What's even more outrageous is that not long after they fell down, they stood up unsteadily and attacked their companions a moment ago as undead.

It's not the unsightly primitive pounce of a zombie, but a precise slash with swordsmanship.

These elite guards are already death knights!
Astaro realized that there were very few compatriots who survived and continued to fight under his command, and most of them were still carrying the wounded. He decisively released a wide-area firewall to block the steps of the temple, trying to stop the Scourge for a while.

"Damn it! Withdraw!"

If there is no big lich opposite, maybe a relatively orderly retreat can be achieved.

A river of glaciers appeared out of thin air, and the absolute zero freezing cold completely frozen all the more than 50 steps of the temple from bottom to top.

The gate that had just been bombarded was easily smashed like a biscuit.

"Crack!" The door collapsed, revealing the hideous suture monsters on both sides of the glacier.

"Antonidas!" Astaro gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, and fled away directly with [flash].

Normally, he wouldn't mind fighting with Antonidas.

In desperation, he also saw the figure of Belovar, the former great magister who has become an out-and-out grand lich.

There is no chance to manage his subordinates. If he doesn't leave, he will just send a big Lich to the opposite side for nothing.

In the open space north of the Western Temple, it was no longer an orderly tactical retreat, but a complete defeat.

Astalo's figure flashed quickly, and so did his thoughts.

"If we do it again, if we join forces with the league coach in the south early, will there be a chance..."

　In fact, this chapter has been written, but it doesn’t feel right, and it’s only published after a revision.

　　Sorry, the status is still being adjusted recently.

　　
　
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