Stratholme God

Chapter 898 I have a friend who wants to join the group
Don't think that only the evil god N'Zoth is good at spiritual pollution. What ancient gods whispered mentally raped the guardian dragon of the earth.

Dirty God is also very good at this, especially killing people.

Some filthy gods go up and directly put the movies of the upper elves. This is really simple. Go to the p station and search for a lot. Then there are high-tech filthy gods who will give the other party an AI face change on the spot.

Cough, how high and how high is the pollution.

I prefer some filthy gods who still like to use Tauren books, why did you become a Naga, and the girl you like is still beautiful, and then who did you vote for.

This is quite murderous.

Turning around makes the other party confused whether this is reality or an illusion, and it can also directly trigger internal strife. Naga has also done a lot of things like beheading his own companions on the spot.

Come and go, as long as Naga's mental resistance is not high enough, basically explain it here.

Don't look at the tens of thousands of naga in the poisonous snake lake. For the dirty god shells who are not dead, this is really unkillable.

Once there was confusion, their own long knives and harpoons would kill half of their companions before the other trident guys came up.

As the saying goes, justice is only within the range of the cannon.From another perspective, for example, if the gunner is replaced by an ugly country, evil can also be read as justice within the range of the cannon.

It's not a professional human cannon launcher. Normal cannons can't safely shoot people one kilometer away. A hundred meters is not bad.If the chamber pressure of the gun barrel rises further, the initial velocity of firing the gun is too high, and people will be broken on the spot before they get out of the gun chamber, and even the cervical spine will break and belch.

Dirty God Cannonball is not so troublesome.

Anyway, if these guys survive, they still have to hang on the southeast branch. They still have breath when they shoot, and it is considered a success if they can shake off the mental pollution after hitting the target area.

As a result, within five kilometers, no Naga dared to approach.

Vashj has nothing to do. The alliance has sonar, and Naga can't hide it no matter how young she is.

She sent her boss to charge the battle, but within two or 300 meters of the water's edge, it was okay. Once a tide-walker ran far away, and was almost hacked to death by an uncle Jin Guang with a big sword on the door.

Vaschi realized that on land, his family really had no advantage.

Well, things are so nonsensical.

I can't handle the alliance, and I can't handle the tribe?
With an order from Vaschi, a large number of Naga elites diverted to the west and went to the Hoho Tribe.

Due to the incorporation of a large number of elites, rare elites, and even the unstable leader of the water element, Hades, also went there.

Poor orc, a moment ago was still fighting with ogre, either you ate my flesh, or I drank your blood, suddenly the next second there was a roar in the middle of the lake, a 30-meter-high wave and a hijab immediately Numerous Naga rushed out, wringing out the orc warriors trapped in the pools and mud.

This time, even the brainless roar was half dead with anger.

Orcs from the Iron Horde are known for their excellent equipment. This time, their solid and thick black iron armor has become the biggest burden. They really can't jump in the water.

A big wave, drink enough water on the spot.

Half of people's lives are gone, so how can they fight.

The most desperate is Thrall.

This is not called feeling timid when you are close to your hometown, it is called not being able to return home.

"How could this be? Nagrand is only fifty kilometers away, and I just can't get in touch there." Thrall was a little dazed.

"Great Chief." Wojin chose his words carefully. It is not enough to just persuade Thrall not to run headlong into the south road. Rock took some people to the North Road to see? The tribe can't stand still."

Sal was stunned for a moment, but still nodded.

The tribe is not only the orc family, other races mix with the orcs, and they can't eat meat, so they have to drink some soup, right?

Just asking for the death of other races, without giving any benefits, and for a while, the majesty of the great chief and the strength of the orcs can be used to maintain it. After a long time, people will definitely lose their hearts.

After Varok Saurfang arrived, he listened to Thrall's thoughts, and he pondered for a moment: "Great Chief, if 'our world' is not completely destroyed, if it is still more similar to the original, then the other side of the Blade's Edge Mountain in the north On one side is the King of Gron [Gruul the Dragon Slayer]. What shall we do if we encounter it?"

Gruul, a rather embarrassing existence.

This mighty Goron didn't belong to the tribe originally, at least not to this tribe.But the Iron Horde sent a Gruul, which would have had a huge effect in a different place.

It's a pity that this 'Captain Iron Hook' version of Gruul was used by Thrall as a favor for the night elves, and it gave Archimonde a second in the Battle of Seamount.

Here comes the problem, Salma sloppyly accepts that there are two Gruuls in different worlds.

Then how is the strength of this Gruul compared to the one that was seconded?

Thrall in this life grew up in Nagrand when he was a child, and he grew up listening to Gruul's horrible deeds.However, he witnessed with his own eyes that the other Gruul was so rookie, it wasn't enough for him... As the saying goes, seeing is believing, after all, he made a serious misjudgment about the strength of this genuine Gruul.

"Okay, for a change, I'll see if I can communicate with this Gruul and let him join the tribe. If not, I'll kill him myself."

Seeing Thrall's confidence, Varok's eyes lit up: "Okay! As long as they step on solid ground, the orc warriors have nothing to fear."

No one realized that they were one Grom Hellscream short of killing Gruul.

Without the jumping and chopping of the father, they used the magical skill of pedicure to beat Gruul?

Here, when the focus of the Horde's attack was quietly turning northward, the alliance finally ushered in a new batch of [aquatic products brigade].

[Fortress of Alsace] Over there, Gelbin rubbed his hands and looked at Macdonald with a smile on his face: "All the dwarves worked so hard for the great cause of the alliance, working overtime day and night to get it out."

McDonnell looked at the batch of 100 [Turtle Bully], [Magic Crab], and a small number of 9 [Big Devil], and nodded with satisfaction: "My people will give a pertinent evaluation after the actual battle. of."

"Here, McDonald, it's about the money..." The great craftsman Gelbin obviously learned badly, and he didn't know which sand sculpture he learned from. The thumb of his right hand kept rubbing the index finger and middle finger. Very goblin.

McDonald was embarrassed on the spot.

There is no problem of arrears for the order of the Stratholme Federation. The moment the order is placed, the full payment is paid.

What Gelbin wants is investment in other projects.

It's like growing watermelons in Molten Core. There are some things that a curious gnome won't give up until he tries it out.

"Okay, okay, I promise you that the additional investment will not be less."

"Well, there is another small thing. I have a friend who wants to join the League of Heroes."

"Is it strong enough? What's his name?"

"Millhouse* Manastorm."

McDonnell secretly said: Grass!
(End of this chapter)