Stratholme God

Chapter 1506 Heroes do whatever they want
That was terrifying.

Kil'jaeden has traversed the universe for tens of thousands of years, but he has never seen such a large-scale and high-tech space fleet.

That's right, the demons of the Burning Legion don't want money, they die when they die.

Anyway, there are many ferocious races who want to join the Legion, and the Legion has countless cannon fodder.

The point is that Legion's spaceships aren't endless.

Every spaceship requires Morg craftsmen to bring their younger brothers, and it takes time and effort to make it.The legion spaceships that are put on display now are all property that has been built and accumulated over thousands of years.

At first, he didn't know the real situation on the opposite side, so Kil'jaeden chose to rush forward to face it.

After being severely beaten by justice, the egg finally admitted unwillingly that the opponent's spaceship was better than the legion's. This is how the moths to the fire tactic of risking their lives to rush in the landing ship to cause trouble a few days ago.

In fact, Kil'jaeden is already regretting it.

At first he thought that Ai Xing was a group of primitive people who were well protected by large lizards, even though later there was information that the alliance had flying ships.

Flying into the sky and flying into the universe are more than a hundred years of technological power.Some races with a little bit of talent were not able to research the technology that rushed out of the atmosphere until the genocide was exterminated.

After the legion fleet was severely beaten, Kil'jaeden, who had been smooth sailing in the universe for thousands of years, made another mistake—he used refueling tactics to transfer more legion warships from other star fields, trying to kill them with cannon fodder. opposite.

No way, the Burning Legion has played Devil Sea tactics for 1 years, and they have formed a mindset.

It wasn't until he found out that the demon fleets from several galaxies around him had been dispatched and they couldn't take down the other party that he had to think about a question—whether the replenishment of legion spaceships could keep up with the consumption?Can't keep up, and can't consume enough, so should we withdraw?

He has been struggling.

It's all right now, don't worry about it.

The old nest was torn apart by others and pulled directly to the front.

He must stick to it!
If he can't keep it, Mr. Sa will be the first to let him go.

It's a pity that when playing cannon fodder flow, the most important thing is a density.If you rush up sparsely, it's a dish delivery flow.

The space quake came too suddenly, it was an accident that the commanders of the battleships of the front legion had not thought about.

For things like space jump, a spaceship with insufficient technological content will not be able to play.Even if the technology is relatively mature, often the transition will choose an empty space.Otherwise, when you just come out of the transition, the space structure is unstable, and if you hit an asteroid or something, you will kill yourself first.

Obviously, the opponent's technological content is too high.

The starships that came out with eggs (energy shields) pulled the spaceships of the Burning Legion into the space shock and crushed them.Big lumps of fel energy slurry exploded in the black airspace like a cloud of mist.

"No. XXX, the signal is lost!"

"XXX Fleet, the signal of all members is lost."

The bridge where Kil'jaeden was sitting was filled with the almost wailing hisses of the eredar monitors.The so-called loss of signal is just an elegant way of saying it. Most of the time, it just means making up a temporary connection. On the battlefield, it means hiccups.

No matter how small the Legion Landing Ship is, the number of demons on it will not be less than a thousand.

Not to mention the standard legion battleship, the full crew will not be less than [-] demons.

This is not the kind of cannon fodder like a kid or a hellhound.Those who can drive spaceships, no matter which universe or race, are high-tech arms.

After you die, you won't be able to make up for a while.

Rao is that the Burning Legion has such a big family and business, Brother Egg feels a little heartache.

Now it is obvious that he can't keep it, and he has no reason to leave his post at this time.

It's too big a pot not to be able to hold the planet Argus, and he would have a toothache if he carried it.

exactly--

A monitor screamed: "The League of Heroes has broken into the Tomb of Sargeras!"

As if he had found a treasure, Brother Egg handed over the command to Mistress Suslin: "I leave it to you. Lord Sargeras's career is in danger. I must go to the tomb of Sargeras."

Suslin stared wide-eyed, all six hands were trembling, is this all right?

In the pitch-black space, the flames of the explosion of the fel power furnace rose and fell one after another, and the turbulent flow of fel energy that spurted out looked like festive fireworks from a distance.

The doom guard shuttled between the gaps of the dense energy cannon beams, trying to pull it to the point of close combat.It's a pity that the opponent seems to understand their action patterns quite well. The moment they left the mothership, they were sniped by shotgun-type range weapons.

Basically, no Doom Guard can fly a few kilometers, and most of them are smashed to pieces by the beam of light as soon as they appear!

Suslin knew that in the next day or two, no powerful fleet could arrive.

In front of this mysterious and huge hostile fleet, a squadron with a size of three to five thousand ships is nothing more than a delivery of food.

The sad thing is, if she doesn't take the blame, she will take it.

Who is Kil'jaeden her boss! ?
Seeing Kil'jaeden rushing into the green portal, Suslin stared blankly for a long time before ordering angrily: "All the fleets line up in a spindle formation, and the whole army will send it off. No, it's an assault!"

Tired, destroy it!

If the enemy doesn't die, that's good, let us demons die!

On the other side, in front of Sa's tomb, after discussion, the leaders of the alliance only sent the second regiment in.

McDonnell claimed to have received reliable information that "the boss inside is Kil'jaeden", and the leaders of the alliance secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

old friend!
Alleria said: My two younger sisters still lack an artifact bow.

Although McDonnell 'seriously doubts' that Kil'jaeden may have a bunch of new tricks, but winning is winning, and that confidence is confidence.

"In this case, let's divide the troops according to the old rules, and I, Khadgar, Rhonin, Velen, and Illidan will fight in." King Va offered.

McDonnell was a little worried at first, but then he smiled freely.

"History" has proved that as long as a hero survives death, a hero can still live a very nourishing life.

As the man who broke the death calamity from the [Broken Beach] battle (actually, King Wa didn't go at all), McDonald believed that King Wa had broken free from the shackles of fate.

As long as you don't exhaust Wawang's stamina by fighting less, how many bosses dare to guarantee that you can kill Wawang in a duel?

What's more?

Pandaren, Draenei, and Demon Hunters are so many heroes who have nothing to eat?
Our dignified one egg has only lost to the second idiot in heads-up, okay?

McDonnell suddenly discovered that the heroes he saved one by one after so many years of painstaking efforts have become the most valuable asset of the alliance.

With so many heroes in hand, you can really do whatever you want.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you here. Let's attack Argus!"

"Okay!" Varian blinked: "Maybe, we kill fast enough, and we can catch up before you kill Argus."

"Hey! I'll wait and see!"

(End of this chapter)