Stratholme God

Chapter 650 The Black Hand Lying With the Gun (2 more)
In the system chat group:

A sand sculpture player A: "Yui Aragaki got married, I am so sad, is there any song that can calm me down that is worth recommending?"

A dirty god named [Archbishop Shengguang]: "Gen Hoshino's "Love"!"

Well, the so-called pork heart with shrimps is nothing more than this.

Then, just as the life was dead, the wailing group suddenly boiled up, and they turned into howling ghosts and howling wolves in seconds!
That's right, thousands of sand sculpture players started chasing and killing the dirty god.

For a while, the Trident Legion garrison in Stratholme City was extremely lively, the sound of swords and guns clashing, and the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly.

The nearby recruits trembled on the spot, almost peeing in fright.

"Second Lieutenant, hurry up and report to Your Excellency the Duke, they...they..."

The second lieutenant didn't say a word, and the veteran said calmly: "It's okay, those guys are sick again."

"Sickness?"

"Well, every once in a while, there will always be so many internal strife, bloody and bloody, but no one is dead. Turn around and come out to work laughing and laughing."

"..."

That night, a lot of teasers went to the major bars in the business district to get drunk, and they didn’t brag about it. Although the brain circuits of these teasers were very different from those of the local humans in Azeroth, as the strongest army in the alliance, the Duke of Stratholme The absolute trump card, the Trident is still very popular.

As long as she is a human girl from the Stratholme Federation, she will dream of marrying a Trident.

Thanks to a local tycoon's plan to make the country rich and strengthen the army, Stratholme soldiers have the highest status in the entire territory.At the moment when the traditional nobles of Lordaeron are being abandoned, meritorious nobles are the existences that combine glory and real power.

Think about it, the treatment of an ordinary soldier of the Rivendell Legion is already similar to that of the free people in the past. Except for the lack of land, there is no shortage of food, clothing, housing and transportation.As long as you are a lieutenant, your income is roughly the same as that of a knight in the old era.Not to mention the Trident as the ace army.

Normally, after ten months, there will be a lot of babies.

Whether or not to inject DNA is a personal choice.

Uh, although escaping is shameful, it is really useful.

An hour passed unconsciously, and McDonald was paying attention to the mess in the system group. At this moment, he couldn't help showing a smiley expression, and he was stunned by the opposite Tyrande.

"What? Is there something good?"

"Well, the trident can be deployed again."

"It's really reliable!"

"This..." McDonnell hesitated for a second, and then firmly said: "Yes, no one is more reliable than them."

You can go up to the nine-day cannon succubus, and down to the deep sea Hua Naga.

Really can't find anyone more reliable than them.

The matter of the black-handed brothers has become difficult for McDonald's eyes.

After all, they are just clowns, even Nefarian can clean up, why would McDonald pay attention to them?

In the first 60s of the "World of Warcraft" game, there were three copies.

Stratholme, full of undead, and psychic academy full of undead and teenage boys, no longer exist in this world.Since many players regard this parallel world as a real version of the Warcraft nostalgic server, McDonald has no intention of depriving sand sculpture players of the last fun.

The next day, March 5.

Most of the sand sculpture players have been resurrected with full blood.

Man, always look ahead.

Of course, some standards will not change, such as...

"Why do I often hear your subordinates say 'I will always like 20-year-olds'?" Tyrande's soul torture made McDonald feel as if he had been shot in the knee.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Mai hesitated, "Probably, it's because of youth!"

Unexpectedly, Queen Xi jumped out next to her and added a sentence: "Youth? Do you mean young and beautiful?"

"This...isn't it?"

Liadrin turned around, her right wrist was almost at [-] degrees to her upper arm, and she caressed the astringent silver breastplate that was made according to her body shape, at least with an E-level: "Then we elves are not good? The shelf life of the beauty is super long."

Woo hoo!Where did you learn the word 'face value'?

Do you understand the shelf life?

Is this the cultural output of the so-called sand sculpture players?

I... I just want to eat from Kalia's private chef, and I don't want to go to X Dolei Hotel!

McDonnell hesitated, and several pairs of eyes glanced over.

"No... nothing wrong. I suddenly remembered that I still have an important inspection to do." McDonald resolutely launched the [God of War Charge] towards the [Junchen Tianya] who accidentally passed by within the range!
"Shameless [junchen]! Eat me!"

Originally, I was reminiscing about [Junchen Tianya], but I didn't realize the danger was coming, and my eyes and mouth were crooked, thinking about some young lady.

Normally, God of War's Charge cannot be used against weaker entities or one's own units, but for some reason, the system approved the activation of the skill.

The women only felt that there was a blur in front of their eyes, and there was a dirty god over there who was knocked into the air by McDonald, and knocked on the city wall in a large font, and it was almost impossible to pick it off.

Here, the girls were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled.

Until this moment, McDonnell hadn't realized that the legendary Maishi encirclement network had been formed...

Well, let's not talk about Mai and the sand sculpture player.

The wheel of history is still rolling forward.

On May 5th, the second day after the marriage of the "wife" recognized by many sand sculpture players.

[Nanjing Penguin]: "Black tour group! Raise your paw if you sign up!"

[A Cup of Scented Tea xy]: "Heixia Sanguang Group! Come roar!"

[Fight, boy]: "Knife in hand, come with me!"

Well, the last of the three famous dungeons of Warcraft in the old 60s [Blackrock Tower], it was supposed to be a group of 15 people, what happened?

5000 people went!
Because the Black Rock Mountain between the Scorching Canyon and the Burning Plain is the lair of several powerful enemies, Nefarian's [Black Wing Lair] occupies the top of the mountain, and his dog-legged Black Hand brothers occupy the mountainside.Before that, the Dark Iron Dwarf Emperor Thaurissan occupied probably the lower layer of the mountain, and the most annoying Balrog Ragnaros' [Molten Core] was at the bottom of the mountain.

In other words, the whole fucking mountain is full of rebels.

In order to continue the offensive battle, McDonnell let Magni set up a forward base in the west of the scorching canyon, almost under the eyes of Balrog and Nefarian.

Originally the game was just a small 'airplane point'.

Now it has become a medium-sized castle covering an area of ​​one square kilometer.

The sights on this day were spectacular!

In the castle, after the portal opened, it didn't stop.

Completely ignoring the consumption of magic crystals needed to open the door, the Tridents drove armored vehicles and tanks, forming an exaggerated one-kilometer-long car queue, and headed straight for Heishi Mountain.

The alliance's offensive came too suddenly.

The military system is still in the previous generation, and the whole person is fooled by the Red * mafia.

When the messenger told him that the alliance was coming, the first three bosses had already rushed to the street.

When Nefarian, who was recuperating, received the news, Reid's black hand had already rushed to the street.

Reid couldn't figure out until his death why when those brutal alliance elites killed him, they shouted "Wife, you must be happy!"

(End of this chapter)