Stratholme God

Chapter 459: The Ancient God Is By My Side! ? (3 more)
(Silver cute master gavemepower plus more 9/100)
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Wife and car are not allowed to be borrowed.

This is the most basic common sense.

In the world of Azeroth, if one's own mount is ridden by the opponent, it is no different from being green, let alone being ridden by a deadly enemy.

This intense and extreme humiliation made the four brothers on each side feel extremely angry.

What's more, what's poured in at the same time is the anger and sorrow of the elite brothers on both sides before they died.

To focus, this is in the Emerald Dream, a space that the Lich King's spiritual control cannot directly reach.

Spiritual domination is time-sensitive, the stronger the existence of its own spiritual power, the easier it is to break free.

After entering, the elf liches and troll death knights were actually half out of control, but they knew that their bodies were still in the death temple, so they didn't dare to do anything wrong.

Not resisting the Lich King doesn't mean not daring to beat him up!
The contempt and contempt in the eyes of the high elves is the most powerful [group taunt]!
"Damn long-eared burglar!"

"Dirty green-skinned monster!"

The old hatred of thousands of years, the new hatred of destroying the country.

At this point, there is no need to encourage anything.

After the standard racist words, the uncontrollable emotions immediately turned into actions.

The turbulent flow of magical elements, the mysterious power of curse, and the spirits of evil animals turned into streamers of bright light, pouring towards each other.

When they met each other, they saw three figures turned into victims of the raging elements. They were beaten to a bloody mess, their limbs were twisted, and they were disfigured.

Among them are two trolls and one elf.

See blood!
There is a murder case!

Even if the two parties are already undead, this Liangzi, no, the short-term peaceful situation under the suppression of the Lich King has been completely broken.

When the scars are torn open, it is the bloody hatred accumulated over thousands of years.

Thousands of years ago, the elves ended the rule of the troll empire.

For 7000 years, Quel'Thalas and the Amani trolls have fought relentlessly.

Even if the Sun King and Zu Jinming knew that those damned humans were instigating the flames, even if the fishhook was straight, they had to bite the hook at this moment!

After the bosses of both sides left the field, the battle was decided within 1 minute.

Don't look at the fierceness of the trolls, their top combat power is really not as good as the elves.

At the expense of the Blood Queen and Prince Teldaran, the elves won the conflict with 2 for 5.

Looking at the dream gate that opened in front of him, the Sun King's face sank like water, and he didn't have the pride of a winner at all--if it really follows the principle that if it hangs in the Emerald Dream, it will hang outside, then it's okay.The problem was that he could clearly feel that Zujin and his spirits had been completely returned to Icecrown Citadel.

Human beings do it on purpose!
It is entirely conceivable that after the two parties go out, once they lose the suppression of the Lich King, then...

This time, it was definitely a murder in the true sense!
The Sun King looked towards one direction of the dream by induction, and gritted his teeth: "God damn humans! You are so poisonous!"

Far away in a dreamland area, the beautiful human girl player [The Covenant of Dawn] has a pretty face that is sickly and delicate. She holds her face and speaks the most terrifying words in the sweetest voice: "My aunt is nothing! Devil!"

The sand sculpture players went crazy and caused troubles, which directly became the fuse of the Scourge Legion's civil war!
However, the title on the sand sculpture player's notepad is just...

"Two or three things about the Trident Legion opening a WOW copy in Azeroth to teach the native NPCs to open up wasteland."

Well, the author is [I want to go back to my childhood].

This title is outrageous, everyone is in civil war, in the eyes of sand sculpture players... that's it! ?

On the other side, Ysera was speechless, a dragon heart beating non-stop.

In terms of force, it is common for a giant dragon to kill 10 humans.

In terms of playing with the mind, the green dragon will bow down to these humans.

Murder and kill!
If you don't kill someone, you will kill your heart!

Given some low-intensity dream space, the Trident guys have already played so many tricks, Ysera can't imagine what kind of ghosts these guys will become if they open up more permissions.

Even though thousands of years have passed, Ysera still doesn't understand why Neltharion was corrupted by the ancient god's whisper.After all, it is not a personal experience!

Looking back now, a sentence that feels a bit absurd comes to mind, that is——

The ancient god is actually by my side! ?

Regardless of how McDonnell insinuated and said good things, Ysera refused to give any more authority.

"Thank you for your cooperation, but I firmly believe that the Green Dragon Army can guard the Emerald Dream!"

Ysera insisted, McDonald was also very desperate!

Damn it, you Green Dragons are really capable of handling it, so you don't have to rush to the streets in the future.

"Okay! Since Ysera insists, I can't say anything. I'm only in the way here, so I'll lead people to evacuate." McDonnell walked away gracefully. With a greeting, the sand sculpture players withdrew one after another. Put yourself into the spiritual power in this dream world.

The man from Trident left so simply, it made Ysera feel that he owed McDonald a lot.

Looking at his disappearing back, Ysera muttered to herself, "Did I misread him?"

In the system channel, sand sculpture players wailed.

[God of Tulip]: "I haven't played enough!"

McDonnell was upset: "Don't worry, we'll go back and play. By the way, don't you think the Emerald Dream is like a place on Earth?"

"Where?" Sand sculpture players asked one after another.

"The stock market!"

"Grass!"

"Let's not talk about it, let's prepare for the Silverpine Forest battle."

"Okay, boss, you win."

McDonnell dismissed the group of sand sculptures, began to break away from dream consciousness, and returned to reality again.

ah!What is covering my eyes again this time! ?
Huh!Wait, something doesn't seem right.

Liadrin's and Kalia's legs didn't feel this way.The former is stronger and the latter is softer.

Now the touch from the back of the head is between the two, fit and soft.

McDonnell just felt that the whole person was not well. He was about to move his head away, but who knew that the other party held his temple on the outside with one hand, and squeezed his throat deliberately: "Guess who I am?"

your sister!This can't be done, it's a proposition!

In fact, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a silver-white hair tip.

If she really had time, McDonald wouldn't mind teasing her, saying something heart-wrenching like "Li, Aurelia?" or "Sylvanas".

Life is not easy, the traveler sighed.

"Here, Vereesa, I have business to do!"

"I know! Just teasing you." Vereesa gently held McDonald's neck and moved his head out, allowing him to see the sun again.

Looking at that smiling face like a flower, McDonald is really not easy to attack.

How should I put it, ever since he couldn't control himself and used facial cleanser once, the girls around him had the momentum to rush forward.

This... feels bad, this old monk will pass away here!
"Vereesa, I..."

"It's okay, at worst, I'll wait for you for a hundred years!"

McDonald was choked suddenly. Sure enough, if he lived for a long time, he could do whatever he wanted.

　This... counts as yesterday.Still working on it today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)