Stratholme God

Chapter 1206 [Wrath of the Wind God]

The villain died talking too much, and it was clear that Deathwing was far from dying.

Obviously he can also perform stunts such as 'eat soft food hard to eat', 'speak the most ruthless nonsense with the most cowardly attitude', etc. No one expected that this guy stopped making a sound, turned around and flew south.

It doesn't fit his dragon design that dragons give birth to negative dogs at all.

I have to admit that Brother Zhiyi is very smart, and he faintly noticed the sea fleet encircling from the direction of Northrend.This has formed a three-sided encirclement with the other two air forces.

"Do you want to pursue it?" Alsace flew over riding 【Dreamwalker】.

A gleam of coldness flashed in McDonnell's eyes: "No, it's not the time yet. Without the cooperation of Wyrmrest Temple, we can't kill Neltharion. Let the entire Alliance be on first-level alert! First divide Al'Akir trophies, and we turn to Ragnaros."

"Yes!" Alsace was also full of confidence, and his whole body seemed to be on fire.

McDonald smiled: "Don't worry, there are still battles to be fought!"

Al'Akir's rush to the street provided the alliance with valuable wage earners, new sources of elements, and a large amount of top epic equipment.

Although Al'Akir can barely make it to the stage among the elemental lords, the things produced by his family are still good.

Sunderland doesn't feel sorry for his father, since his father is in Fengjian anyway.The former down and out prince knew very well that one day he would get upset with McDonald, and it would not be impossible for McDonald, the master, to turn around and release his father again, and then sit on the throne of the lord of the wind element.

Sand sculptors rummaged through boxes and cabinets on the Fengshen Throne, wishing they could pick out every piece of gold jewelry from the palace and take it away.Sunderland didn't fart in a daze, and gave him whatever he wanted.

McDonnell just took the most common pieces of epic equipment.

Now suits can only be regarded as work clothes at this point in time, what he really wants, he has already got it!
Caressing this new version of the wind sword, McDonnell guessed that he would be able to laugh out loud in his dreams tonight.

In the system prompt, the name of the Wind Sword has been changed from [Thunder's Wrath*The Blessed Sword of the Wind Chaser] to [Wind God's Wrath*The Waste King's Revenge Sword], and the attributes of the sword are all? ? ?

Don't blame the system.

As long as McDonald is connected to the wind sword with a little spirit, he can hear the roar of a deposed king cursing.

"Sunderland, you unfilial son!"

"Damn mortal, how dare you treat me like this!?"

"Let me out! Let me out! I am Al'Akir, the Great Wind Lord!"

Well, the existence of shaking S must be very happy to hear these things.

Mai has no interest in this.

The core of the Wind Sword is the [Skull of the Wind Chaser's Imprisonment], which was originally used to imprison the bosses of the Wind Department, but the prison used to be used by the son was changed to be used by the father. This has to be regarded as the filial piety of the wind.

Of course, the omnipotent system made an opening for McDonnell. The system made a special note: [As the master of the wind sword, you can forcibly extract the wind element power of the wind sword for your use. 】

Ouch, even a man would be willing to be squeezed by a beautiful young lady.

If it were a group of bustards or something, that would be a man's nightmare.

Of course, McDonald can squeeze the Austrian trash repeatedly, but if he strikes too hard, he will lose the opportunity to ease the relationship with the Austrian trash.

The four elemental lords are soft bones by nature. They can surrender the ancient evil gods, but they might not surrender him or someone else.

Then boil it.

Anyway, let Ao Junshi wake up in the dark first, and it won't be too late to have a good talk with him about Fengsheng when he really realizes his current discipleship.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that Austrian trash is probably better than him.At least from the size of the element pool, it can be easily judged that the upper limit of Ao Junk's wind element accumulation is twice as high as that of Sunderland.

This is very happy.

What's even happier is that the direction that McDonald forced Lao Nai to go is... Kul Tiras!
At this moment, Deathwing's miserable dragon body was covered with spots.

The gap after more than a dozen pieces of source plasm armor fell became the source of Neltharion's hemorrhage.

The golden-red hot blood that resembled magma kept oozing out from the huge wound that was often one or two meters wide, which was shocking.If it weren't for the scorching blood that spewed out, it would quickly cool and solidify in the atmosphere, forming a mass of maltose-like stuff to wrap the wound, so that the new blood would no longer ooze out. It is estimated that the blood from these wounds alone would bleed to death. .

Even so, after Deathwing's wound scabbed over, a dark red light could still be seen from the wound, making the entire black dragon look extremely strange.

With Deathwing's size so large, it was hard to notice that he had something extra on his back.

If it was an ordinary foreign invader, he would probably have a thorn in his back.

Not even the 'fire lice' on him would notice anything amiss when the thieves slipped into a camouflage made of his own scales!

When the huge dragon body of Deathwing passed through the sky above the coastline of Kul Tiras, strange eyeballs seemed to be vaguely opened in the deep sea. They scanned Deathwing repeatedly, and then the eyeballs were all closed.

Here is the review of Faceless!

It wasn't until Deathwing entered the Stormsong region of northern Kul Tiras that he began to have some fine 'scabs' falling off as he flapped his wings.

Lao Nai didn't care about it.

This thing is like human dandruff or something.

Unknowingly, when these black 'scabs' fell freely and almost hit the hard ground, suddenly these things moved.

"[Slow Fall]!"

The 'black scab' suddenly slowed down, and finally slowly floated to the ground.

They are like eggs, breaking their shells by themselves, revealing the true content inside.

[Scorching Dawn in the Vault] Pat off the foul-smelling black dragon blood scab on his mage's robe, and looked around: "Hey! Humph if you're not dead."

"Humph!"

"Henry VIII!"

"Hey hey hey!"

There are all kinds of responses in a mess.

That's right, a large number of elite operators used the blood that Deathwing dropped in Stratholme City to quickly create individual refuge capsules one by one.Taking advantage of the opportunity of airborne, he hid himself on Lao Nai like a pendant.

McDonnell never expected to kill Neltharion in Stratholme from the start.

This can only be regarded as a free move, to see if Lao Nai can be forced to flee to Kul Tiras.

Others may forget, but McDonald will never forget, the stolen strategic location in the center of the endless sea.

[Zhuo Xiao] Tried to set up a portal, but failed as expected.

She wasn't upset: "Sure enough, the teleportation was interfered by N'Zoth."

[Lianxinai]: "Sister, what should I do?"

"First find a way to contact the Knights of Embers or the Sea Sages. There are so many local snakes in Kul Tiras, it is impossible to kill them all."

When the elite operators tried to find a way to do something, a miraculous thing happened.

(End of this chapter)