Stratholme God

Chapter 491 Take a Bath in the Moon Well

As we all know, Mages have always been a rare profession.Even in the period of the Elven Empire when the Well of Eternity existed for the first time, the stimulation of the well water greatly stimulated the magical talents of the elves, and there were still not many Mages with magical power.This part is often absorbed by Queen Azshara and becomes the so-called nobles, that is, the high elves.

With all the calculations, there will be no more than 15% of the group with magical talents. Excluding those who have magical abilities such as lawbreakers but cannot become mages, only 5% can really embark on the road of mages.

Most of them are stuck at the level of magic apprentices, and those who can successfully grow into full-fledged mages, and finally promoted to high-level mages, are definitely rare.

At this time, after identifying the trap of the magic circle, without even half a second of hesitation, these human high-level mages quickly stood up.

Even Shandris, who had lived for thousands of years, couldn't help being moved by this generosity to die calmly.

"You...do you know what you are going to face?" Shandris trembled slightly.

"Of course! This is what we are here for!" [_Ask the Wine to the Sky_]'s answer is full of righteousness: "I knew it from the moment McDonald asked us to come."

In fact, in the chat group of the system, these jokes have already started arguing.

For example [zhangyepiao] said something: "Maybe we won't die, but our boss is a real dog!"

[№My dancing shadow is messy]: "I choose suicide for all the sacrifices in the plot of the demon hunter."

Spraying the boss in the group is almost politically correct.

These guys are all hilarious and uncomfortable drivers!
Once outside, facing the native hero, these guys obviously wanted to make the heroine upright, but at this moment, they all immediately changed their faces, with a righteous look on their faces.

[Wind Prison Demon]: "For the alliance!"

【Want to go back to childhood】: "For Azeroth!"

Dazed was forced to be sensational, and Shandris was so moved.

Sand sculpture players "generously sacrificed" on one side, and laughed out loud in the group on the other.

The sabotage work is still going on, and feeling the stronger magical reaction of the magic circle, even if Shandris is reluctant to give up, he can only quickly leave the vicinity of the magic circle surrounded by sentries.

At this time, hundreds of low-level demons continued to jump out from the space gap, and they could no longer affect the overall situation. The 36 Trident Lords have completely integrated their bodies into the magic circle, and attacking them by demons is equivalent to attacking the magic circle.

After finding it was useless, the demons began to flee in a hurry.

It's a pity that running away is just to postpone the time of death for a moment.

They were quickly consumed by green flames.

When the magical resonance resounded through the sky, and even the ground made strange creaking noises, everything was irreversible. The originally rigorous and complicated magic circle finally disintegrated under the impact of the turbulent flow of magical power that became violent after being guided.

Immediately, a terrifying green pillar of fire shot straight into the sky.

A strange green light enveloped the sky of the entire Durotar region.

Even if Shandris quickly withdrew a thousand meters away, there was still a sense of trance that the super wall of fire behind him would completely topple down at any moment, burning them to death.

Many night elf sentinels who had never experienced the War of the Ancients were already petrified.

Looking at those demons writhing in pain in the flames of fel energy, wailing a few times before dying, it was hard to imagine what kind of pain those mages in the center of the flames would have to go through in order to continue to destroy the magic circle...

At the same time, a group of sand sculptures silently condensed a mouse-like arrow in the spiritual sea, pulled their pain system to the end, 0% pain, nothing wrong!

Seeing the huge collapsed portal behind him, Shandris led his men to leave quickly, came to the seaside, and transferred to a steel cargo ship, where alliance mages had already prepared the portal.

Through the door, in a trance, Shandris saw the extremely familiar Mount Hyjal.

She was a little surprised that the battle hadn't started yet.

Soon she found out that in order to gain time for the arrangement, Tyrande sent a giant ancient war tree to sneak underground and attacked Archimonde.

Through the field of vision provided by the soul owl arranged by the huntress, one can clearly see a large group of long branches exuding a rich emerald green light coming out of the ground, entangled with Archimonde, and slowed down the great demon. pace.

Of course, the ancient war trees will not be Archimonde's opponents after all. No matter how thick their blood is, they will often be chased to death by Archimonde's evil magic along the roots and branches.

It's just that the ancient tree can absorb the power of the surrounding earth and counter it for a period of time.

Sadness appeared on Tyrande's face: "Our loss is great."

"The loss of the alliance is not small." Shandris said that she saw 36 high-ranking mages of the alliance generously go to the disaster.

Tyrande suddenly felt very moved, it was a kind of touch brought about by the alliance also giving everything to help.

"High priest, where are the heroes of the alliance?"

"We're all preparing for the battle." Tyrande hesitated, but still said, "That McDonald is taking a bath in the Moonwell."

Shandris' pupils shrank suddenly, and screamed: "How could he do this!?"

The moon well is a unique building of the night elves. Each moon well can automatically absorb the natural power between the heaven and the earth to form well water full of holy magic power, which can provide vitality recovery for the night elves and is a valuable source of power for the dark elves.

Usually, every moon well is guarded by guards, for fear that it will be polluted by the enemy or the well water will be misused.

did not expect……

Tyrande sighed: "He moved me. Just because of one sentence."

"What?"

"When Archimonde comes, I will lead the charge."

Shandris took a sharp breath, and immediately stood in awe!
After several days of contact, she certainly knew how powerful the alliance commander was and how dignified the status of the Duke of Stratholme was.

It is such a big man who can call the wind and rain in the entire eastern kingdom, and even Shandris has a sense of approval when he hears such words.

"Well, I have no objection!" Shandris nodded.

"Well, thank you for understanding." Tyrande nodded: "More than half of the leaders of the alliance have arrived. They are both leaders and the strongest heroes in the race."

There is always an inexplicable feeling between the strong.Whether it is strong or not can be known almost at a glance.

The Alliance gave all they could to help, and the night elves were very touched.

Think about it, if the battle is defeated, the alliance will lose half of its kings and leaders in an instant...

At this time, McDonnell used a wooden basin to hold small wine and side dishes, and leisurely soaked in the 38-degree Moon Well 'hot spring'.

"Ah! Actually, I really don't want to mess around!" McDonald smiled on the surface, feeling quite embarrassed in his heart.

Who let the broken system suddenly send out a mission [Be the most godly hero, take the best bath]! ?

Highlights - [Moon well bath once, appearance +10 points! 】

(End of this chapter)