Stratholme God

Chapter 473 Greetings from the Ancient God?
"Urgent broadcast! Urgent broadcast!" Ever since Lao Mo dismissed Renault, little girl Sally Whitemane has chosen a completely different path. Studying the way of the Holy Light is an important part of her life, and she also works part-time as a The spokesperson of the alliance broadcasts the alliance news to the general public.

According to McDonnell, the Alliance has the right to know the latest major events.

So, in the beautiful female voice of the big white-legged lady, everyone knew the cruel fact-the Burning Legion has come!

Especially when the scene of Archimonde destroying the Greymane Wall with a domineering move came, I don't know how many Alliance members screamed.

Destroy the city with one blow!
What a terrible monster!

Is there really a chance of winning against such a monster?
Without giving the alliance people a chance to react, they immediately broadcast the speech "Never Give Up" by the alliance head coach McDonald!
Miss Sally didn't understand very well, so she just played the images transmitted by those Trident men.

When the provocative speech was delivered, the accompanying pictures were five-second pictures one after another.

In the first five seconds, the orcs ravaged the land of the Eastern Kingdom.

The second five seconds is the northern fortress displayed by the Orc Jingguan.

In the third five seconds, the undead disaster flooded the city of Lordaeron.

When the final scene was fixed on the Alliance flag flying over the ruins of Lordaeron, Sally's voice sounded again.

"The head coach of the league is right - never give up!"

"Our alliance members, every time we face a catastrophe, we have survived it."

"This has been the case in the past, and it will be the same in the future!"

"Let us continue to fight! To drive out the evil—"

The words spoken by the sonorous rose stirred every heart.

The hearts of the Alliance people were on fire.

The farmer silently picked up his hoe.

Workers who just got off work went back to the factory gate and lined up again.

The foreman quietly adjusted the roster.

The soldier wiped his weapon lightly.

The entire alliance was already a well-functioning machine, and at this moment, it finally entered the stage of the highest speed operation.

McDonnell didn't even expect that his speech made the two sons of destiny so excited that they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Alsace's once-dark eyes suddenly became clear.As an alliance executive, he can see more things. For example, when Archimonde destroyed the city, the focus of his sight fell on his sister Kalia.When he saw his sister hugged McDonald's hand without reservation, he felt relieved.

"McDonald, sure enough, you are right. If you don't want to take responsibility, someone will take the lead and become the light of hope for mankind. It's just that when you said this, you didn't expect that the light of hope was actually yourself."

Is it teasing?
Is it self-deprecating?
Or lament the wonder of fate?
Alsace himself didn't know.

Far away in Stormwind City in the Southern Continent, the young Varian looked at McDonnell in a trance: "Brother is so handsome! If I have a child in the future, I still want him to be named McDonnell."

(The future Anduin * Dirty Mu * Wrynn: Meow meow?)

Little did he know that right next to him, Anduin Lothar, who was supposed to retire, was sitting on a wheelchair with metal wheels that the dwarves helped him build, showing a gratified smile.

"You are all wonderful children. Seeing you become the pillars of the entire human world, I suddenly feel that it is a good choice for us in the old era to withdraw from the stage of history. Sigh, when you were young, you still said that you would use my uncle's name What about naming your child?"

The thin-skinned Varian was embarrassed for a moment, not knowing what to say: "No! Uncle Anduin, I don't have one, that..."

Lothar stroked Varian's head: "You are already a great guy. Since McDonald has already fought at your age, you should also learn to act independently. You don't have to ask me everything about this old man. If you can't, You can consult your vassals, especially Bolvar, you can trust him completely. Of course, there is also MacDonald, without him, there would be no Stormwind Kingdom today. Remember, we still owe him a duke."

The tall Varian nodded heavily.

Correct!
Wa Wang, 15 years old this year, is relatively good at fighting!

Apart from these trivial matters, the alliance has entered a stage of highly intense preparations.

Just as the staff members of the alliance were thinking hard, losing their hair like crazy, and studying how the alliance should respond if the main force of the Burning Legion invaded the Eastern Kingdom continent to the east, a result that most of the alliance members did not expect appeared.

Archimonde brought a large group of demons all the way west...

The matter begins with the plotting of an ancient god (pseudo).

Just as Archimonde's shocking blow exploded the tortoise shell city wall of Gilneas, and was about to further destroy the city, he was first attacked desperately by the red dragon.

After Mengde performed a scene of tearing up a giant dragon on the Internet, the Red Dragon Army who had just driven away the fly board immediately felt a terrible will attack.

Deng Deng Deng!
Switching to other existences, just a face-to-face meeting is enough to scare the heart and lungs to stop!
There will always be such an inexplicable feeling between the extremely strong.

No words are needed, no visual inspection is needed, and no need to even appear in the field of vision.

An extremely viscous, disgusting mental power like fat pork that has been rotten for several weeks, just like this, was spread on Archimonde's face at a distance of hundreds of kilometers.

Maybe it's just a friendly hello to the slime monster or something.

Archimonde felt sick.

And slap in the face!

Just the second after he made the most domineering declaration that he would destroy the world, he was stunned.

That's right!

He is tall and mighty, with a very burly and huge body, he is entitled to look down on mortal creatures.

This does not include the ancient gods of Azeroth who once caused great trouble to the titans!

More than 1 years ago, the Titans descended on the planet Azeroth, and sent Sargeras, who was still a thug of the Pantheon at that time, to try to wipe out the cancer on the planet - the ancient gods!
These huge and evil ancient gods wiped out countless titan creations, and the titans sealed them away with great difficulty.

Archimonde is qualified to despise most creatures on this planet, but he cannot ignore the existence of the ancient gods.

I thought that these ancient gods had been sealed and their strength had declined, so they would not come out to cause trouble for the Burning Legion.

Archimonde found himself wrong.

The other party came to the door almost as soon as he came down, and gave him a cordial greeting.

"Aguduoluo Asmitaka..." The ambiguous words had a majestic and heavy feeling like a mountain, and there was also a strong sense of ridicule.

There are so many intelligent creatures in this world.

There are many languages ​​that I don't understand.

In many cases, there is no need to understand what the other party is saying, and you can guess the general idea based on the other party's tone.

However, this evil spirit is completely malicious!

Incomparably pure malice!
Simple translation - I, N'Zoth, will kill you!
(End of this chapter)