Stratholme God

Chapter 494 Mengde, you don't follow the routine! ?

Is Mengde really that strong?

Yes!

Ake'meng'de is really fierce.

When McDonnell searched his memory for the first time, in his impression, even if he was playing for his father, he might not be very cute!
That's an illusion, because in the past when playing Archimonde in the game, you've always stuck bugs in trees!

This is to avoid Archimonde's 'trench fire'!
In the game, you can hide in the bug position of an air wall, so that the fire can't burn people, so you can safely output the attack.

Because Archimonde can capture the souls of the dead in battle and release full-screen big moves with different effects, basically one person dies and the whole group is destroyed.In the game back then, McDonald's father's elite group was killed by normal tactics, and I don't know how many times they were killed.Anyway, I always heard my dad growling and saying 'equipment is red again'.

In reality, after experiencing the incident of [War Weariness] molesting Mengde, McDonnell witnessed with his own eyes that Archimonde's [Flame of Destruction] could blast ten kilometers away in one breath, regardless of the terrain.

The exaggeration is that this fire can be turned according to Mengde's will, not necessarily too flexible, but enough to kill those heroes who are inconvenient to move.

Yes, we are talking about you paladins!

Ma Dan!The alliance now relies entirely on paladins as MTs!
No matter how awesome the Four Saints of Silver are, they can still carry the flames of Mengde and be themselves in the fire?

Even if they do, what about the others?

[Flame of Destruction] For other crispy-skinned professions, it is simply a nightmare. This kind of flame that contains evil energy cannot be dispelled by ordinary spells.

During this period, healing can only be used to hard cap.

Wang Defa!
This is really...

If you succeed, you will go to the highlights, and if you miss it, you will report to the underworld immediately.

If Mengde can be dealt with, maybe you can imagine something like "meeting in the bathroom, enjoying everyone".

Can't figure it out?hehe!Maybe this is the end of the parallel world of Azeroth.

fortunately!

The system is awesome!
There is always a way out!

Under the premise of giving 9 lives, a multiple-choice question was also given.

[In view of the fact that the strength of the host and Akhmand is too great, it may not be able to inflict enough damage on the enemy, and enter the beheading stage, hereby provide the host with a set of special Shenhao package, let the host choose...]

It’s almost like McDonnell must have been poisoned by sand sculpture players when he saw this passage, and the system gentleman who became a little bit bad actually played Telekom Indonesia’s magic advertisement BGM, and it’s even the Suona version.

McDonald was really drunk.

McDonnell glanced at it, and decisively chose the strongest package, the prodigal 5000 million gold coin, in exchange for these two silver-white rectangular boxes around his waist.

Gently stroking the box, McDonald felt that Onyxia behind her was as cute as she wanted.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps ahead, and Macdonald saw Tyrande surrounded by Shandris and the sentries.

"Your Excellency Stratholme, are you resting well?" Tyrande saluted lightly, and then got straight to the point: "The delay of the night elves' actions has ended, and the first line of defense will soon usher in the vanguard of the Burning Legion."

The corner of McDonald's mouth raised: "I hope the tribe can be more powerful."

Originally, what Tyrande wanted to hear more was that the alliance could be stronger, but in the next second, she was attracted by the two silver boxes slanting down from McDonald's waist, and then looked behind him. The docile female black dragon exuding a powerful aura, Tyrande calmed down.

Horde is shit!At most, kill one abyss lord.

On the side of the alliance, there is a strong man who beat up the black dragon king Neltharion, and the breath in the box is the best proof.

On Tyrande's straight face, the curves of his face softened a bit: "The night elves are more eager to see the results of the heroes of the alliance."

"Hehe! You will see." McDonald smiled lightly: "Of course, if the alliance can kill Archimonde directly, there is no need for a three-way alliance. Our alliance is not strong, but we can kill all the minions under the commander of the legion. It's still fine."

"Several big demons have been strengthened."

"I know."

"Thank you so much!" Tyrande really admired MacDonald.

As long as the alliance can really do it, then this alliance will not be a loss.

Although the night elves are strong, they can't step on natural disasters and burn with their punches.

Then, in the midst of intensive preparations, the three defense lines of Mount Hyjal will face the biggest and most terrifying challenge in ten thousand years—the visit of Archimonde, the leader of the Burning Legion, and his younger brothers.

On the front line, Thrall became more and more nervous, and at the same time he was tangled.

He never imagined that McDonald sent him a bunch of valuable 'small gifts' before the war.

These gifts made both him and Tyrande look at the alliance highly.

It was a batch of magic gems, the frost type accounted for half of the total, and the fire type, earth type, and wind type each accounted for one-third of the remaining half.

Uther, who delivered the goods, said solemnly: "Commander Stratholme never expected you to defeat the Burning Legion. Even if you are cannon fodder, you must reflect the value of cannon fodder. This is for your strong ones to save their lives." .”

Thrall was stunned and couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Before the battle, he gritted his teeth and shouted to nearly ten thousand main forces: "Although we have many conflicts with the night elves and the alliance, we think that the other party is a deadly enemy, but in the face of the catastrophe of planet destruction, these should be temporarily Put it down! We have only one enemy now—those damned demons! In the name of our ancestors—kill these despicable and shameless demons!”

"Kill them!" The orc-based tribal coalition below shouted in unison, their voices like thunder.

"Lok 'Tar-ogar!"

The army is full of momentum.

Looking at the united subordinates and the support from [Steel Horde], Thrall was full of arrogance and said to Vol'jin, "I think we can fight, and even cause some damage to Archimonde."

The corners of Woking's eyes twitched, feeling a little guilty in his heart, on the surface he could only express his cautious agreement: "There is a chance."

I thought that there would be a tide of demons waiting, such as doomsday guards, fear guards, and the like.

What they waited for was terrifying footsteps on the level of shaking the earth.

"Wait! This is..." Thrall's pupils narrowed suddenly, and he saw a huge blue head turning from the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the two iconic penis-like tentacles on the chin...

Grass!This is not Ake'meng'Debenmeng, who is it?

"Ignorant mortals! Do you think those little tricks can stop me from destroying this world? You are so naive—"

Accompanied by the terrifying roar of this terrifying powerhouse second only to the Titan, the entire atmosphere was roaring, and the countless frightened birds that had just flew away from the mountains, before they reached a safe area, were blown away by a giant air that was expanding. The bomb killed him.

"Crash!" Thousands of fallen birds formed a rain of death.

Taking this as an opportunity, the terrifying [Flame of Destruction] suddenly lit up from the foot of the mountain, unscientifically detoured around the winding mountain road in a C-shape, and burned directly towards the first burst of orcs.

Watching a thick fire snake the size of a train spread over, Thrall's mind went blank.

(End of this chapter)