Stratholme God

Chapter 835 Three Thousand Women's University (2 more)
Kaizi doesn't want chicken legs, it's because he is familiar with "Brother" and "Emotional Intelligence".As a small leader of a subordinate country, if he still grabs chicken legs from the big boss, maybe something will happen.

Generally, the one who takes the artifact is either a king or a giant.No matter how bad it is, someone with a detached status like Lao Wu, or with the support of his own elder sister, just happens that no one wants the Balrog Hammer.

On the contrary, Luo Ning himself was a little bit resistant. After all, he took it, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to talk if Khadgar came back.Let's hang out in Dalaran together, I took your master's staff, what do you think?

McDonnell calculated: Khadgar is about to play.

He used the power of the wind to send a sentence to Jaina, who was looking lonely, and walked slowly: "If you encounter enemies like Kel'Thuzad or Archimonde again, [Atiesh] will For your use."

"Really?" Jaina looked back suddenly, with tears in the corners of her eyes.She had no shame at all and someone wrote a bad check, muttering to herself: "Sure enough, McDonald, you still care about me to some extent."

Hearing that Jaina was leaving, Queen Xi looked at McDonald's expression strangely: "Didn't you... cheat her?"

"No, how could I have foreseen when Khadgar would return."

"Humph!"

This sentence is the biggest deception!

However, Queen Xi was about to say something when she found that McDonald had fallen asleep.

Waking up the next day, the refreshed Mai received the 'good news' from the tribe.

The tribe launched an army of [-] to attack the Naxxramas structure area with all its strength, and then kowtowed to break the blood.

29 chieftains died, plus a young Saurfang.

"This..." McDonnell looked at the magic mirror image, his expression was a little stunned.

Perhaps, this is fate!

In history, Dranosh Saurfang should have been dragged to attack the Icecrown Fortress, and went up against the Lich King Arthas A at the Scourge Gate, after knowing the length of [Frostmourne] , I happily changed my job to Death Knight.

Unexpectedly, in this life, this guy was so reckless that he charged at Patchwick.

Those who have the ability to be the first to charge without dying are called fearless.

If you don't have the skills, the first person who charged suddenly died on the spot, that's called brainlessness.

In the picture, I saw Dranosh in heavy armor rushing forward, trying to use a big ax to resist Patchwick, a giant and abominable kitchen knife, but the quality of his ax was not bad, if it didn't break, it was a useless person.

Dranosh could see on the spot that the cervical vertebrae, waist bones and shoulder blades were all shattered.

Patchwick, the number one attack force in the construction area, is so arrogant.

The worst thing was that even the corpse was snatched away face to face, making the old Saurfang who witnessed this scene burst into tears on the spot.

Oh, miserable!
Thrall's heirs will be reduced by one every day.

Little Saurfang and a bunch of second- and third-tier small clan chiefs died in battle, and the tribe's attack was a complete failure.

The Alliance has wiped out Kel'Thuzad. After fighting for so long, the Horde has only pushed one boss. This is due to the Sun King.

The Sun King hid in the dark and held back his big move, and used a giant fireball like a small sun to kill Glass, the giant plague dog mutated from the core hound, in seconds.

To be precise, it is not seconds, but his arcane flame can produce wonderful continuous damage.The fire could not be extinguished, it ate away the muscles and bones, and very slowly burned to death Glass, who had a bad brain and no sense of touch.

The loyal Glass flung himself into his lair in a daze.

It's a pity that if you go any further, you won't be able to make any progress. Regardless of the tectonic area, only Anubrekhan, Patchwick, and the plague giant Grobrus are left. These three guys insisted on sticking together, grinding a bunch of tribal generals to death.

So many chiefs died, let alone centurions and thousand commanders.

Anyway, this drama is wonderful.

McDonnell watched with relish, sipping some red wine from time to time with a tall glass in his left hand while eating some snacks, and asked Calpurnia to refill the wine a few times in the middle.

This style of painting made Tyrande a little dumbfounded, and he smiled slightly: "Oh, haven't you always talked about the overall situation? Don't pretend now?"

Most of the heroes of the alliance are busy with their own affairs. Magni, Varian, Jean, Ronin, etc. have already used the portal to return to the country to deal with government affairs. Only half of the heroes are in the tree-lined fortress. Tyrande.

Macdonald smiled and said nothing.

Kel'Thuzad finished the ball, which means that before the [Burning Crusade] arrives, there will be a period of peace.

However, the next historical node is that the Horde welcomes back those shattered Draenor, that is, compatriots who stayed in Outland, and the Horde's strength will inevitably be strengthened at an epic level.At that time, most of them will fight.That being the case, why give the tribe a good face?
right!Young Master, I will stop pretending!I have a showdown!
Since your tribe has no ability to deal with this organization area that doesn't even have a boss at the end of the level, then don't blame me for using the Scourge to reduce your combat power.

McDonnell raised his glass to Tyrande, which was a toast from the air. After a slight smile, he turned to Lor'themar: "If the Horde sends an envoy, just say that I was injured during the fierce battle with Kel'Thuzad, and then Bronzebeard Your Majesty and His Majesty Greymane are both injured. Help us suppress them beforehand."

"clear."

As long as Lor'themar mentioned it a little bit, when it comes to fraudulent injuries, this group of old foxes will definitely not give in.

The league can still stand up - what?Who stipulated that we can't be injured if we fight against the Grand Lich and the Ice Dragon?

The tribal envoy could only stare blankly after some words were thrown over.

In this way, McDonnell was half drunk early in the morning, staggered and rolled back, swearing loudly, "I will miss work today," and prepared to go back to sleep.

"You man, why are you like this?" Alleria, who was supporting MacDonald, was a little annoyed: "It's not good to be like this early in the morning."

Macdonald lowered his voice: "No, it would be better if someone thinks that I have achieved something and floated away."

"Hmph! Old and cunning boy!"

"No, you are... the old shoulder giant slippery." McDonnell's hands were all slippery.

Aurelia, who finally understood, was a little bit dumbfounded: "You...do you dislike my age?"

"No, there is an old saying in my hometown - three thousand girls are in the fairy class."

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"Happy like a fairy." Macdonald took advantage of the opportunity to charge and put Aurelia over, and then added a locked movement, crossing her forearms like tender lotus root on the lower abdomen: "Well, this is the new Trick [Rise of Fengxing Tower]."

The majestic female ranger general was really embarrassed by McDonald this time.

"Okay, now we are going to carry out the seismic test of high-rise buildings in the Stratholme Seismic Experimental Center. Let us test the seismic effect of No. [-] and No. [-] Fengxing brand dampers."

(End of this chapter)