Stratholme God

Chapter 394 Eat My Foot (5 More)
(Monthly ticket 59/75)
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fortunately!

At the last moment, Ner'zhul woke up.

All of this is Trident's conspiracy!

It must be so!
Despicable humans!
Look at me!
Azu used his last trick [brainwashing (physics)]!
The powerful spiritual power turned into a beam of light, crossed the void, and shot straight into the spiritual sea of ​​every undead powerhouse.

Every grand lich felt as if he had been hit hard on the brain by a giant hammer, and he was dizzy for a while. Several of them were caught by their opponents and hit a wave, blowing up their shields or something.

On the other hand, the great liches were pleasantly surprised to find that their spiritual power had recovered quickly.

This scene is very similar to the high elves absorbing the magic power of the sunwell infinitely to replenish mana.

Do not!
Not only that, a large string of mysterious runes was separated from the spirit of the Sun King, and all the great liches, including Antonidas, suddenly regained their spirits—this is the magic code of the Sunwell!
That's right, in the final analysis, whether it is the water from the sun well or the so-called Azerite in later generations, these are all the energy flowing out of the planet Azeroth.What the sand sculpture player blew up was only the Sunwell water accumulated in the pool, and it was the secondary pool that was detonated.

This is like forcibly blowing up the crater in an attempt to seal the volcano. The collapse of the lava outlet on the surface does not mean that all the lava can really be cooled.

The magic rune circle hidden tens of meters below the bottom of the pool was not really damaged.

As the master, the Sun King can of course redistribute the password of the magic circle, so that the grand liches can enjoy the infinite magic power brought by the magic power of the sun well.

Of course, the transmission of magic power still depends on the bottom of the well—how much power gushes out from the depths of the earth.

At this moment, these terrifying undead wizards really entered the [Unlimited Firepower Mode].

Difficult!

The scene suddenly turned around!

All kinds of unscientific [Pyroblast] were extremely exaggerated and smashed into the faces of the alliance's archmages. Khadgar and others had to give up dueling and resorted to fighting. The guy who used [Flash] repeatedly became them up.

Not only that, the undead elite creatures who were not killed by the bombing began to head towards the ruins of the Sunwell after receiving the Lich King's call.

Faced with this situation, McDonald calmly spit out a name that even the dead are afraid of.

"Trident!"

"Boss! Received!" There were bursts of incoherent screams in the sky.

What is a hunk from heaven?
This is!
Perhaps this so-called mercenary army is not as powerful as McDonald's Guard Knights in terms of combat power alone. In terms of fighting will, 100 knights are not as good as these endlessly resurrected teasers.

Usually unreliable, but at critical times, these guys are stronger than any alliance legion.

"Look at my Pao Ding's method of smashing corpses—" [Life and death are always with me like the wind] roared, stabbing eighteen times with the long sword in his hand.He didn't slash at the flesh of the abomination with a single sword, but broke 36 sutures in one breath.

As a monster made of minced meat stitched together with dark magic, this is the deadliest.

Such a big abomination turned into a large pile of harmless pieces of meat.

Even if it doesn't really 'die', it is completely incapable of hurting people, waiting for its final fate is some fire-breathing soldier who sweeps the floor to give it a blow.

The sand sculpture players who fell from the sky, on the ruins of Sun Chaser Island, blocked the impact of ten times the undead elite with a number of three thousand.

The collapse of the defense line is only a matter of time.

In the distance, the elite undead who survived the explosion had come to their senses, and under the control of the Lich King's spirit, they rushed towards them frantically.

On the east and south sides of Zhuri Island, a large number of undead elite soldiers can be seen entering the water like dumplings, crossing the river from the bottom of the river, and fighting towards the island.

Even if the sun well is blown up and hundreds of thousands of Lao Taizi's most elite undead are blown up, there are still more than 500 million undead around.

Can you finish killing people like McDonald?
The answer is of course no!

"10 minutes!" McDonnell yelled, and all the strong players in the alliance suddenly woke up.

This is a dead line.

When more death knights come, more gargoyles are bound to be summoned.

Once they lose air supremacy, the Griffin will not be able to save them.

When the time comes, they must evacuate immediately regardless of the outcome of the battle, otherwise they will be sending food to the Scourge.

The essence of this offensive is to weaken and... assassinate!

McDonnell grinned at Darkan: "Okay, I think Terenas would be happy to see me kill you, too."

"Just you?" Even if he died, the habitual arrogance and sense of superiority of Long Ears still filled Darkan's heart, and at a distance of 60 yards, Darkan raised his head and hit [Blizzard].

A dark thundercloud the size of a basketball court appeared out of nowhere above MacDonald.

But before the ice edge in the dark cloud pierced down like a sharp knife, McDonnell shot out like an arrow from the string.

"Take care of yourself." This is McDonald's message to Liadrin.

"Ah!?" Liadrin didn't have time to stop, stomped her foot, and gave Macdonald a 【Power Word *Shield】.

This almost completely transparent holy shield can help Macdonald resist the damage of half of Darkan's [Blizzard].

Nothing more can be done.

The stalwart figure in the vision of the female priest seemed to be transformed into an icebreaker.

This is the [God of War Charge] without confusion!
Domineering!

It's unreasonable!

Not even the icy cold wind and the bone-piercing icicles enough to freeze the blood can't stop McDonnell from rushing forward!

So what if there is a hundred catties of frost hanging on his body?
In the duration of my skills, there is no word [slow down].

Got to 30 yards?

very good!

"Ahhh—eat my foot!"

Saw kicks!

I've never seen such an outrageous kick!
Darkan hadn't reacted when he saw McDonnell kicking up thirty yards away.

it is ridiculous.

Grandstanding like a clown?
"Do you think you can kick me from such a distance?" Darkan no longer needs to use his vocal chords to pronounce this sentence, but Darkan utters this sentence with his soul.

McDonnell put on a side-kicking pose similar to Bruce Lee, and he also smiled: "Don't you think, as long as I think... this is enough!"

Darkan was about to refute, when suddenly his eyeballs popped out of fear.

Without warning, a group of earth elements passed through his magic shield, and condensed into a translucent illusory big foot less than ten centimeters in front of his face.

In the next moment, the big foot, at least fifty yards in size, kicked Dalkan's chin.

The undead basically don't take physical attacks, but these are standard elemental attacks.

From body to soul, he clearly felt how outrageous the pain this kick brought him.

The incantation used to maintain the [Blizzard] magic that came to mind was kicked away by it.

It doesn't matter if the brain is blank, the out-of-control frost element immediately began to backfire, pouring into Darkan's body, chilling his soul for a while.

The outrageous thing is still to come, this kick is actually a combo.

McDonnell yelled "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh go down.

friction!friction!
It's the devil's pace!

Darkan found that his facial features began to shift.

right!Physically.

(End of this chapter)