Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

  Chapter 839 The death of a demigod (fourth, ask for monthly ticket for subscription)

  At this moment, everyone has no intention of being polite to each other, this is the battlefield.

  The demigod has gone to full-scale war with the Burning Legion.

  Several generals under Archimonde all shot.

  Dreadlord Anathron, Doomsday Guardian Khazlordan.

  Aquino’s generals can almost all fight against the demigods.

  No one is good.

  And the biggest shadow in everyone's hearts, Archimonde has not made a move at this moment.

   Regardless of how other people are playing.

  As long as Archimonde cannot be defeated, everything is in vain.

  There are so many people here, it is estimated that Grom Hellscream has been able to go up a few tricks.

  Of course, there is also Tyrande’s moonlit wargod form.

   is either Uther in full body.

  But both of them are special. If Tyrande didn't die, he would not be able to change the form of the Moon God of War.

  Uther simply lacks time.

  There is another special existence, Medivh.

  Jin Si didn’t know how Medivh was now.

  At this moment, a tall Eredar led a large group of Eredar spellcasters toward them.

  "For Argus! For the great Dark Titan..." the tall Eredar shouted loudly, pointing in the direction of Jin Si: "Sacrifice these ants in front of you to my lord."

  Jin Si turned his head and looked at the leading Eredar.

  Yes... so familiar.

  The leading Eredar also lowered his head and looked at Jin Si.

  "Little horse?" Jin Si was not sure.

  Except for a body shape of more than ten meters, all with blue skin, they all look the same.

  The Eredars behind him are all the same size as humans, including males and females.

  The female Eredar casters have blue skin or red skin.

  Sexy, hot, charming...

  At this moment, Prince Markzal is very generous.

  He came to Azeroth twice in total.

  Why did you encounter this product twice?

  Prince Markzal about his last experience in Azeroth.

  That is unforgettable.

   "Little Ma...you are here to give me a gift..."

  Prince Markzal turned around and ran, trampling several Eredars of the same race to death with one foot.

  Whether it is the devil or the coalition, all of them are confused.

what happened? What is going on with this huge demon?

  Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Jin Si.

  Do they know each other?

  Many people familiar with Jin Si knew what was going on.

  But it is limited to knowing, but the details are not known.

  The only thing I know is Medivh.

  After all, the pony was summoned by him.

  However, his own mind was not very good at the time, and there were too many redundant files, so he was not very clear about the specific process.

  I only know that after the pony was summoned by himself, he sneaked back.

   "What on earth did you do to that demon? You see how you scared them." Shandris Featheryue pushed Jin Si and asked.

   "Heaven and earth conscience, I didn't do anything to him. When he was called last time, I was thinking of making friends, chatting with him, and leaving contact information with each other."

"Ha ha……"

  Jin Si didn't plan to hunt down the pony.

  It's mainly because the group of people brought by Xiaoma is very fragrant.

  Men are killed, women are left behind, these poor female Eredars are innocent.

  They kill, set fire, and be evil, but they are all good girls.

Roar--

  Suddenly, a figure rushed into the crowd of Eredar spellcasters.

   Horizontal split, vertical split, left axe, right axe...

  Then there was a stump and a broken arm left on the scene.

  啐——

   "These demons are really weak." Grom Hellscream spit on the stars.

   Jin Si's expression solidified, staring at Grom Hellscream.

   "Grom, your son's name is Garrosh, right?"

  A group of people looked at Grom Hellscream with sympathetic eyes.

  Orc, your path is narrow.

  Grom Hellscream looked at Jin Si: "Human, do you know me?"

   "I am a prophet. I predict that in the future your son will be killed by his son."

  Durotan looked dazed, what do you mean to me.

"Huh!" Orgrim Doomhammer snorted heavily: "Humans, we are here to fight, not to carry out intrigues, pay attention to your words, if you let me hear you provoke discord again, Don't blame me for being polite."

  Jin Si shrugged and returned his gaze to the battlefield.

  The king is against the king, the general is against the general, the soldier is against the soldier.

  This is the rule of the battlefield, and everyone follows this rule.

   Archimonde did not do it, nor did Malorne do it.

  The two super powers looked at each other a few kilometers away.

   is like lovers who have not seen each other for a long time, looking at each other in the distance.

  This should be the legendary Yiyan Wannian.

  On the chaotic battlefield, the war between demigods and high-level demons is extremely dangerous.

  But the most dangerous thing is that the tortoise **** is dragged.

  Seven or eight high-level demons besieged him.

  The figure dragged and was beaten without the strength to fight back.

   Hmm... a tortoise with a shrunken head was indeed beaten and could not fight back.

   is like the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago.

  Figure drag is one of the few demigods that survived.

  Two wars, Tu Draga never fought back from start to finish.

   is walking on the battlefield.

  You beat you, I visit mine.

  If you can break it, I will count you as winning.

  In this way, Tuola lay down and won the War of the Ancients.

  Of course, he has also become the demigod with the most impressive record in the War of the Ancients.

  Although he can only go shopping, his huge body, even Aga Magan, is not as huge as his body.

   just walk slowly, you can’t do anything with him.

  Even if Mannoroth is in front of him, he will run over him directly.

  The most annoying thing is after the end of the War of the Ancients.

  He also asked: Did we win.

  The other demigods are desperate, he is shopping.

  Jin Si looked at the picture dragging, his eyes lit up.

  The defense is so strong, it is estimated that Archimonde may not be able to break his defense.

  Unfortunately, you can’t take him through time and space, otherwise, turn back to be a mount.

  Anyway, Jin Si felt that this tortoise could hang more than his own nine-headed husky.

  The other demigods are not so lucky.

  The first casualty was Evanna, the mother of the flying spirits.

  She was caught by a demon, ripped off her wings, and stuffed it into her mouth.

  Avenna’s screams resounded throughout the battlefield.

  In an instant, lightning and thunder were flashing in the sky, and the world was furious.

  The ancestor of the druid was pierced into the heart by the sword of Khazlordan.

  Malorne saw his son smashed to his knees and became furious on the spot.

   But at this moment, Archimonde also started.

   Faster and sharper than Malorne, pointing at Malorne with one finger.

  Death finger! Archimonde didn't plan to warm up first. Getting started was a big move.

  What is the meaning of death? In the tbc era, it was the magical skill of destroying the group.

  In the T6 season, Archimonde was the most difficult boss.

  Finally, Archimonde died of a bug.

  Red light shot on Malorne's body, and Malorne's pure white body was stained with intense red.

  Followed by Archimonde is another legion grip.

  Malorne's neck was directly broken.

  (End of this chapter)