Stratholme God

Chapter 782 ptsd (1 more) (seeking monthly pass)

Those are countless, big and small hideous eyeballs.

Every vertical pupil is looking in the same direction!
The frightening mind whipped over, stimulating the mind, and kept bringing up the unbearable scenes one by one.

The flames of war raged, and the injured compatriots fell in a pool of blood and wailed.

Death is destroying the forest that has not changed for 3000 years.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed across the night sky, as if cutting through the torrential rain at that moment.

"what!"

Alleria woke up from the nightmare and sat up abruptly, it seemed that C'Thun's fierce and expressive pupils still remained on her retina.

Only then did she realize that her pajamas were once again drenched with terrified sweat.

"Wen..." He habitually called his younger sister, only to realize that he had never slept with his two younger sisters more than a hundred years ago.

There is only one [Lightning Bow] beside the bed.

Touching the sweat-soaked long golden hair on her forehead, Alleria fell into a daze again: "What's wrong with me? Didn't we kill C'Thun?"

Seven days have passed since the ancient god killing event that was worth showing off in the entire alliance.

Although the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj has not been completely cleaned, the flying fortress of the undead is still wandering here, which does not prevent the alliance from being filled with a positive atmosphere.

It was at this point in time that Alleria realized that she had never been so weak.

Heroes are always praised, considered omnipotent by bards and the people, and always have a fearless heart.But behind the overly positive image of heroes, how many people know that heroes will die, be injured, and be sad and sad?

Alleria thought she had seen the most disgusting things in the world, such as the abomination of the undead, or the stitched dragon beast in Blackwing Lair.Going to Ahn'Qiraj this time, C'Thun's appearance broke through the lower limit of her sensory perception, especially when she was 'accidentally' swallowed once by the tentacles of the giant mouth.

At that moment, she really thought she was done.

Nearly alive.

In desperation, McDonald came in.

Despite the embarrassment and shyness, it feels so good to be alive again.

She didn't expect that after she came back, she would have a rare vacation, but instead fell into a state of fear that even she herself felt a little inexplicable in loneliness.

Perhaps this is the remnants of the ancient gods.

I really want to discuss it with my two younger sisters, no, it should be said, I heard words of comfort from my younger sister.

She suddenly smiled bitterly: "They're at McDonald's!"

She didn't know why, but she came out of the bedroom lightly and in a trance, wandering in the corridors of the castle like a ghost, ignoring the strange gaze of the guard female knight, and finally met Valeera's strange gaze .

"Valeera? No, I just want to stay in the place closest to my sister."

Valeera nodded without making a sound, and her figure disappeared into the shadow of McDonnell's living room.

Alleria sat by the door, curled up her long legs, curled up, and rested her head on her lap.

Time passed by like this.

Without any warning, the door creaked open.

As soon as McDonald, who couldn't sleep, came out, he was surprised to see Aurelia squatting at the door of his bedroom.

"This...Aurelia, you..."

Not knowing whether she was drowsy or in a trance, Alleria glanced at Macdonald, and then seemed to see the air.

"Please inform Lord Stratholme, I want to see my two younger sisters. I will be fine in a while, chat. I... a little scared. Uh, am I very useless. I have been a ranger general for 3000 years, but in the end Afraid of a monster. Isn’t it just… an ancient god?”

As she spoke with blurred eyes, her body trembled slightly.

McDonnell, who had just regained control of his body, originally wanted to come out to take a breath, but he didn't expect to see such a fragile side of Aurelia, and he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

The eldest sister of Fengxingzhe's family has always given people the impression that she is mature and stable, with the aura that she is standing up against the sky falling.

It's just, this is the fate of big brothers and big sisters.You are the biggest, you should set an example, and you should shoulder all the troubles of your younger siblings.

But when you feel that you can't bear it, who should you tell your sorrow?

Alas, if you see your sister, you have to report it. Who invented this damn system?

McDonald suddenly felt pity, and went up to hug a princess: "Stupid, they are the sisters who love you the most, how could I stop you?"

Entering, gently put the three sisters of Windwalker together, the three beauties definitely have telepathy, even though all three were in a daze, they got entangled together after a few moments, with sweet smiles on their faces, and fell asleep.

McDonnell sat down beside him and scratched his head: "Afraid of Kesuen? Could this be ptsd? It's a bit troublesome!"

PTSD is an acronym for post-traumatic stress disorder.It is mainly due to the severe stimulation in life, resulting in stress disorders, such as threatening or catastrophic psychological trauma, and mental disorders, such as increased vigilance, nightmares and persistent avoidance of certain aspects of life. kind of environment.

Seeing C'Thun's ghost in reality is 8 times more terrifying than seeing it in the game. "World of Warcraft" games have a cartoon style like this, and the real ones, such as "Resident Evil [-] Village", are already quite realistic, breaking through the tolerance limit of many players.

It's normal to encounter Xiao Ke, even if there is a psychological trauma.

This matter cannot be forced, it is really unbearable, and it is not unacceptable for Aurelia to retire to become an archery instructor.

After all, the situation is much better than the original alliance in the same period of history, and there are fewer heroes.

"Oh!" McDonnell sighed.

After lying dead for seven days, he was miserable.

Not to mention the social death, the thunder and lightning kept running around in his body, which made him hardly rest for seven days.

Fortunately, his body is now a hero template, otherwise it would not be uncommon for him to die suddenly without sleep for seven days.

The moment Ke'thun was killed, the system settled a lot of things, and he didn't have time to look at them.

Send him back to settle down, at first Kalia, Cirvanas and Vereesa took good care of him.

After the hateful Queen Xi accidentally discovered the magical effect of the human electric drive motor, she got out of hand.

On weekdays, a man with a lot of things to do every day has no time for Li Wanji.

Taking advantage of Macdonald's inability to resist, Cirvanas had a taste of the queen's addiction.

As a result, McDonald was even more tired.

Originally thinking of making room for the reunion of the three sisters, he ran to sleep on the sofa by himself, but just as he stepped on his legs, the sleep demon struck, and McDonald fell down and fell unconscious.

"Men are so hard!" This was the last thing he said to himself before he lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)