Stratholme God

Chapter 943 So what?
The tribe obediently led people away, which made McDonald heaved a sigh of relief. He hugged Queen Xi and sighed: "I still like to deal with smart people. It seems that people like Sal always have traces to do things. I It can be counted to his next step, the next step.”

"Who do you dislike the most?"

"Garrosh* Hellscream."

"why?"

"His Q can be crooked?"

"Huh?" Queen Xi rarely showed a cute expression, no matter how much she accepted cultural export, she couldn't understand this kind of game slang.

McDonald did not explain.

This principle is like the strongest king playing the bronze game, sometimes it is very uncomfortable.Every prediction you make is always incompatible with the brain-dead guy's thinking circuit.

You thought he A came up, and he directly made a big move to show respect.

You thought he was going to zoom in, but he frankly switched the screen and fought with the keyboard man, saying that his penis can be as long as A to Z, but it turns out that it is your turn to predict and make a big mistake.

You can win after all, but after winning, you always feel that your IQ has lost a lot, almost to the point of doubting your life.

The Horde obediently went away, and the Alliance breathed a sigh of relief and concentrated on mobilizing resources to Shadowmoon Valley.

It's time to clean up Illidan.

As the biggest sufferer of Illidan's betrayal, Tyrande inevitably made a 'personal phone call'.

"I can't go to Outland this time, so... please give Illidan a decent death!"

Listening to this order, McDonald felt very strange.

What kind of penicillium bamboo horse is this, I wish Illidan a long life?
This pair of childhood playmates, one loves distortedly, and the other hates directly.

McDonnell finally condemned with conscience, and felt sorry for it, after all, he was a bit wronged by the blame: "Is it really good to do this?"

Tyrande didn't expect that it was MacDonald who persuaded her, she was taken aback, thinking of the actions of a certain time traveler, she really felt a little terrified: Will I really wrong Illidan?
After thinking about it, she stopped thinking: "No matter what Illidan's purpose is, it's too late. He failed me, and even the trust of the entire night elves, and trampled on all the goodness in the world. I thank you Your understanding, but you really don't have to worry about me."

McDonald was sad.

This matter was done in a really dishonest way, and it was too thorough, and Tyrande didn't leave any clues.

Injuring Jarod back then was tantamount to offending the aristocratic faction who tried to support Jarod and Elune who planned to use Jarod as a bargaining chip at the same time. Tyrande had already endured great pressure to save him.

Ten thousand years later, he was fished out from Maiev, and he was under the pressure of [Watcher] and all neutral factions.

As the leader of the clan, she had to appease her childhood sweetheart again and again, so she didn't have to mess around.Unless there is absolute evidence to prove Illidan's innocence and justice immediately, she must demand Illidan's death on behalf of the night elves.

Coincidentally, because Garrod belongs to McDonald's level, it is completely reasonable for McDonald's to start.

After talking about the business, when someone from Mai complained casually that the night elves were weak and did not send many people to support them, Tyrande's eyes darkened.

"Isn't it enough that you took the whole [Watcher]?"

"Uh, logically..." McDonald was about to say that [Watcher] had long been his subordinate, but Tyrande suddenly interrupted him.

"Hmph! I won't lose to Maiev!" After saying that, she cut off the communication all of a sudden, making McDonald stunned for three seconds.

This scene is too two-dimensional, which made McDonald feel at a loss for a while.

Tyrande has been hated by Maiev for 1 years, does she really have no temper at all?
What a joke.

In the beginning, she was indeed an inexperienced priest, relying on her talent and Elune's divine grace to eat.After being a leader for 1 years, the ability and bearing of a superior should have been trained long ago.

It was precisely because Maiev and other watchers formed their own faction under Elune's deliberate protection that she had no way to deal with Maiev.

This doesn't mean she doesn't have a competitive mentality with Maiev.

Why is everyone chasing the same hero who saved the world, and she wants to give it up to Maiev?
Whether it's a good man or a good woman, whoever wants to succeed can either succeed by pity and humility, or by robbing.

Maiev stepped into McDonald's circle first, and her Tyrande was still kept out, how could she be reconciled?
It's just that this kind of dog-like declaration makes McDonald feel a little funny.

"It's a pity." McDonald said to himself.

One day Tyrande was still under Elune's command, but MacDonald dared not touch her.Elune is an ally now, but in the future, Sha will always rush to the street, so that may not be the case.

McDonnell rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly found that Maiev, who had become his bodyguard like Valeera, had changed a lot in his attire.

The original Maiev was dressed tightly and covered her body with a thick cloak 360 degrees all day long, but now it is much cooler. The cloak has become a cloak, and it is still translucent. She only has a piece of leather armor on her body. Show off your body curves.

Looking at the V-shaped white light, McDonald hurriedly lowered his head and looked away. This is not annoying, but just feels a bit too abrupt.

His small movement made the corners of Maiev's mouth slightly raised.

The watchmen in this life didn't have much loss, and there are still 90% of the members left.Maiev's anger turned to anger, but he was quite restrained. He just hung far behind Illidan and did not forcefully pursue him.

As a result, Maiev became McDonnell's close attendant, and the Watcher became McDonald's peripheral guards, serving as the Knights of Stratholme to guard the more peripheral troops.

Not to mention these trivial matters, in the overall situation, the main force of the alliance stationed troops in the west of the Dark Temple, and set up a formation at the three-way intersection leading to the north and south avenues. The old rules, infrastructure madness started.

The Dark Temple sits east and looks west. If the east area of ​​the core area is the center, it looks like a fallen [pin] character.The two huge trapezoidal buildings on the north and south sides cooperate with this area to form a crane wing array.

For a normal attack, it is necessary to brave the crossfire of 20-story buildings on the north and south sides, writing as a temple, and reading as a fortress, to fight desperately into the passage in the middle, and then enter the temple.

This kind of reckless play, McDonald will not do it a hundred times again.

However, seeing that McDonald sent a large number of heavy artillery and super heavy artillery, looking at the black hole of the cannon tube that can hold the draenei, Velen, who had actually seen the scene of [Gustav] cleaning the Legion Fortress, could not Calm down.

"Honorable Lord, the predecessor of the Dark Temple is the Karabor Temple of the Draenei..." Velen began to explain this history to McDonald.

"So?" Macdonald spread his hands.

"The Draenei hope that when the Alliance restores this former Draenei temple, it will cause as little damage to its architectural structure as possible." Velen chose his words carefully.

(End of this chapter)