Stratholme God

Chapter 173 [Azerite] Plan (4 more)
(Leader Chu Jiayun added 2/10)
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While the Stratholme army was advancing, the siege battle under Silvermoon City, which had almost become a daily compulsory course, had already begun for more than three hours.

"Ugh-"

With a dodge, the terrifying metal lump brushed past the original position of Halduron Bright Wing, smashing into loneliness, no, it flew to Silvermoon City, hit something, and there was a lot of noise in the back of his head.

In pursuit of the best shooting range, Halduron stood on the battlements like a dance, quickly drew his bow and vibrated, pouring down arrows.

He saw green orcs rushing down the city like a torrent.And among those green skins, a terrifying giant beast was crashing headlong into a nearby magic puppet,
It was a Gron, a one-eyed monster ten meters tall.After the Titans left Draenor, most of the guardian giants were affected by the curse of flesh and blood, and degenerated into cyclops with half-rock and half-organic bodies. Their descendants are Gron.

Compared with magic puppets, Gron is the real war machine.

Their humanoid bodies seem to be made up of rough rocks. On the shoulders and arms, there are rock spikes similar to meteor hammers, and there are strange curly patterns all over their bodies.

In the face of Gron's absolute violence, the "mere" two-story puppet was smashed into the air by Gron's elbow-like movement, and hit the dilapidated city wall hard, causing the entire city wall to tremble.

Halduron aimed at Gron's yellow one-eyed and fired a [targeted shot] that took a long time to charge.

Rarely, he missed the shot.

It wasn't Gron who dodged, but Halduron himself missed the shot.

This arrow is so ugly, it's like playing football and shooting an empty goal after passing the goalkeeper, only to shoot into the sky by itself.

The only luck is that Cirvanas helped him make up an arrow.

The sharp thorium arrow pierced Gron's thick eyelids, but could not penetrate its brain, dealing a fatal blow to it.

This is also enough.

After Gorron went blind, he went mad with pain and attacked everything around him indiscriminately.It dismantled a magic puppet in a few breaths, killed several ogres who rushed up, and beat at least thirty orcs to a pulp.

Seeing Gron's figure charging back, Halduron hurriedly shouted: "Sorry, it was my mistake."

Cirvanas smiled lightly: "Your heart is disturbed."

"No way!" Halduron smiled wryly.

Ever since Alleria successfully warned, but had to take the blame for the war that affected Silvermoon City, he deeply realized that the conflict between the mage faction and the ranger faction had begun to erupt, but he never thought that the ranger faction would be so cleaning.

Not only him, but many rangers have fallen short of standards.

On the top of the city, the high elf infantry who were attacked by the orcs were retreating again and again. The elf rangers shot a wave of arrows with their bows and arrows, but many of the sharp thorium arrows were shot crookedly, and were either bounced aside or not powerful enough. Unable to break through the orc's armor, it finally turned into a ding ding.

In the past, when encountering such a situation, it was probably dangerous.

Today is different, feeling that the terrifying demigod warlock of the orcs is probably not there, and the members of the Silver Moon Council are 'ok' again.

Darkan looks like a god of law today!

He raised his thin palm, a warhammer that contained many silver magic runes and was shaped purely with arcane energy, and slammed into an ogre rushing to the top of the city along the ruins of the mage tower with a "bang". There was a thunderous noise from his head.

The ogre didn't even have time to scream, half of its head was evaporated by the arcane energy, and it fell back down the city wall.

The mages of the mage group worked hard one after another, throwing out all kinds of magic for free.

Tens of thousands of infantry and rangers became spectators.

The magic master of Silvermoon City is doing it again!They are OK again!

Rarely, the orcs stopped their attack and retreated in a panic.

Seeing the masters retreating, they all cast contemptuous glances, and every ranger's face seemed to be on fire.

It has been 6800 years, and the ranger is still not the existence that decides the outcome.

This feeling of being ignored and despised drove them to make secret decisions one by one.

At the same time, thousands of human carriages, two in a row, 10 meters apart, made rumbling noises along the thousands of years old forest road, heading towards Silver Moon City.

In the nearby woods, the gathered elf rangers quickly jumped from tree to tree, escorting the advance of the army.

The Zul'Aman troll retreated back, and most of the orcs were under Silvermoon City. This kind of march was actually very safe. Only when you went within [-] kilometers around Silvermoon City would you have a chance to meet the orc hunters who came out to hunt.

Lor'themar, riding a chocobo and guarding MacDonald's carriage, was curious about the singing of the trident soldiers nearby.

"My lord, what are they singing?"

McDonnell just wanted to help his forehead.

These sand sculpture players, one after another, are simply cross talk solitaire...

【Gallery Demon King F】: "Good morning, worker orcs!"

[Heaven and Earth Beacon on the Stage]: "Working orcs are all servants!"

【Baseleus】: "The orcs will work noisyly, and then mock everyone!"

[staam]: "There must be faith in your heart, there is no city that cannot be conquered, only orcs who dare not die!"

[Flowing water like wind falling feathers]: "Humans can't be killed? Elves can't be killed? Dwarves can't be hammered? No problem, don't build a tribe. Only the orcs who thrive on their own are the wage-earners."

[Pure Faith]: "Are you tired? Just be tired! Victory is reserved for the alliance."

[Pan De Hu Guojun]: "Is it miserable? It's right to be miserable! Comfort is reserved for Boss Mai who has a car."

[One Life, One Wife]: "Don't fight for your father! Don't fight for your mother! Don't fight for your birth! If you fail to conquer the world, then leave the glory to Duke Mai, who is behind the scenes!"

[What is the password?]: "As long as the orcs work harder to die, Mai Tuhao can live a better life——"

These teasers are all yelling in Mandarin, and no one else knows what they are yelling at.

McDonald was determined to strangle these guys: "I shouldn't have expected these idiots to work seriously..."

Lor'themar asked cautiously, "They..."

McDonnell said angrily: "Oh, it's hard to say. I have a cooperative relationship with them. I need their combat power. Many times I can only turn a blind eye to the shit they make out of their madness. But don't Let them alone, these guys won't be too outrageous... right?"

In the end, McDonnell wasn't sure either.

Ten kilometers away from the main force, a large group of sand sculpture players sneakily gathered at the broken southern rune stone.

Looking at the clearing in the forest full of evil energy and withered trees, [Chu Jiayun] cursed: "Holding the grass, the dog is disgusting enough, polluting the power of the sun well like this, who can use it?"

[Scorching Dawn in the Sky]: "It's okay, the running water doesn't rot, we just need to search backwards, and we will definitely find the unpolluted Azerite leylines."

The magic power of the Sunwell, to put it bluntly, is actually the mysterious power gushing out from the planet Azeroth.In the 8.0 version of the game, it has another name, that is [Azerite] known as [Blood of Azeroth].

These operators walked northward for more than five kilometers, [Old Miao Mie] suddenly shouted in surprise: "I found it."

A group of sand sculpture players smirked: "Hey hey hey! Our mass-produced Faye plan can finally be implemented!"

(End of this chapter)