Stratholme God

Chapter 919
When Gruul screamed and jumped off her...

"Master——" Onyxia called the master, calling out with sincerity and a moving tremolo.

If this is singing, it must be a song full of emotion and without technique.

"Hehe! I won't let this monster kill my mount!" Macdonald stood on the belly of the dragon gracefully, and issued a declaration to defend the ownership.

Outsiders feel weird when they hear it.

But Onyxia didn't think so!The little mother dragon was so moved that she cried on the spot.

McDonald made Prince Sunderland explode, and there was no follow-up.

As we all know, Prince Sunderland is a fast man, only the first strike is the fiercest, staying power, cough, that's all.

It doesn't matter.

There are always some bosses, MTs are just tools, and the players who are responsible for interrupting the skills of the bosses are the winners.

What McDonnell did was to interrupt.

A millennium kill sent Gruul flying, and also ruined Gruul's last chance to escape.

Gruul is an existence with a strange power. As an earth giant, he can absorb the power of the earth infinitely for [growth].

If the battle is really protracted, I don't know how far this guy will grow.

This was the case with the black dragons that challenged Gruul in the past. Once they were unable to break through the defense and provide short-term high output, they would often be dragged to death by the more powerful Gruul.

However, you have so many artifacts in the League of Heroes, and so many archmages, are you eating for nothing?

When the Silver Trinity arrived, when the brilliance of the artifact flashed continuously, and when the big fireball was thrown into it like it didn't need money, Gruul, the mighty King of Goron [Dragon Slayer] Gruul's life quickly came to an end.

Before he was about to die, he couldn't forget to stare at Onyxia who flew 500 meters away, and shouted a Goron language.

There is no need to translate these words, anyway, it is - you don't talk about martial arts, you actually ask for a helper.

It doesn’t matter how loud you are, the key is that Gruul howled when he was dying, goddamn meow, the N-story Black Dragon Princess trembled, and turned back into a human form on the spot, like an eagle catching a chicken in a chicken, running at high speed Behind McDonnell, it is obvious that the mount is hiding in the owner's bed, and he will not come out if he can't say it.

That trembling look hiding behind McDonald's... really embarrassing the Black Dragon Legion.

McDonald: "..."

Let me tell you, your compatriots who are still hanging on the spikes of Blade's Edge Mountain will feel that they will die when they see you!
This style of painting is very inconsistent!
Gruul is dead!
He didn't take the things he accumulated from killing mortals in the past, it doesn't matter, ransacking the house or something, the League of Heroes said that we are all familiar with it.

The fall of the King of Goron, who had ruled the three-acre field in Outland for an unknown number of years, was more like the end of an era.

You know, back then, the Hou Dad clan became famous precisely because they dared to slash at Goron, so they developed their jumping and chopping skills.

The Alliance killed the King of Goron, which was even more deterrent to the orcs.

"Uther, please cut off Gruul's head, and I will send someone to hang his head at the entrance of Blade's Edge Mountain and Zangarmarsh."

Uther just nodded, but before he could reply, Onyxia jumped out and turned into a dragon form again: "Master! I know this! I'll do it! I'll do it!"

McDonnell squinted at her, his gaze seemed to penetrate the dragon scales and skin on her chest, and penetrated her heart, which made her feel a little terrified.

Finally, McDonald nodded: "Yes!"

What happened next was a bit brutal.Even with the sharp teeth of the Dragon Clan, it is not so easy to bite off the neck of a half-god, half-stone, half-giant creature.

It took Onyxia a full 15 minutes before she gnawed Gruul's head off her neck relatively intact like grinding her teeth.

McDonnell knew that this was the capital for her to pretend to be like her black dragon brother.

He can tolerate this little thought.

The crusade against Gruul is not over yet.

Gron is a behemoth of the wisdom of the ruler ogre. Even if Gruul is killed, there will still be a bunch of ogres watching the door in his lair.There is also a King Mogar and his four ogre councilors.

Anyway, the rough ogre is still playing with the parliament. It's so coquettish, McDonald can't stand it.

As for cleaning up King Mogar, there is no need for McDonald to take action himself.

"Kael'thas! From now until the Netherstorm, the Northern Army will count on you."

Kaizi was very excited, and bowed deeply to McDonald: "I will definitely live up to my lord's trust."

Kaizi will form a small-scale 15-member hero group with his own consultants, the seconded Solanian and Calpurnia, two great astrologers, plus Tirion, Saidan, and seven or eight second-tier heroes. Lead the elite of the Stratholme Federation on the Northern Expedition.

As for the southern route, there is Alsace, and McDonald is very relieved.

McDonnell turned back to Zangarmarsh, enjoying the cool and cool scenery, and continued to monitor the movement of the tribe's army.

Before Arthas conquered the Auchindoun labyrinths in Terokkar Forest, Macdonald would not consider storming Shadowmoon Valley, the southeasternmost point of Outland.

Yes, but not necessary.

At this moment, Shadowmoon Valley is still in a mess: Illidan and his younger brother are still guarding the dark temple, waiting for news from his elite demon hunters; At the same time, a large number of demons gathered together and continued to find ways to trouble Illidan.

Before there is any new news, there is no need for McDonald to help Illidan solve the demon army in Shadowmoon Valley so quickly.

Just let the bullet fly for a while.

Life suddenly becomes comfortable.

McDonnell had nothing to do. He sat at the newly built alliance forward base near the ruins of the twin towers, built his own mobile villa on a big mushroom, and watched the orcs stepping on landmines every day.

"Hehe! [Orcs Must Die] is a game that I will never tire of playing."

McDonnell returned to his desk, stretched his feet, and naturally a mysterious event happened.

For some reason, Liadrin recently followed Queen Xi to get under the table obsessively, so that McDonald's desk had to be placed with a baffle on the external side.

Alas, is it just so careless that you lose things every day, throw documents under the table with a shake of your hand, and just dig in and pick them up for a long time?

At this time, it is enough to even check the condition of the vertical grip by the way.

Hey, don't tell me, the vertical grip has a mind of its own.

"Hiss—it's knocked." McDonnell frowned on the spot.

Novices are not so proficient in gun maintenance, which is understandable.

But this feels weird, something is wrong with the maintenance procedures of gun parts.

One glance, almost scared McDonald to death.

Here comes the question, Sylvanas has blond hair, and Liadrin has orange-red red hair, so who can tell me, who is that black-haired one?
(End of this chapter)