Stratholme God

   Chapter 1375 The end of the road

   Riding Cu Yafeng, how could it feel good to ride their boss Pacu?

   After traveling for so long, it is considered that you have figured out the bottom line of Ai Xingxing's soul and system. As long as it is not too much, once you have surrendered Pacu, you can open a parallel world copy in the world and brush more Pacu out.

   That is that everyone's share will never fail.

   Recently, when players were roaming in parallel planes, many people brushed out the reduced version of [Deathwing]. Onyxia suffered PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) when she first came out of the ride.

   You must know that she was often cleaned up by her father when she was young.

   was so frightened that she couldn't help but hurried to the top of Stratholme City, looked at her father's remains, and found that it wasn't the voice that was still there, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

When    forced McDonald's to train the dragon that night, she was very enthusiastic, and the dragon's waist kept twisting.

   And the players threatened to kill Paku, after all, it was all a routine!

   Just as everyone was watching, the iron-bone Pterodactyl Dragon God shouted: "Don't... don't kill me, I surrender!"

   collapsed! It's all broken!

   He was hit in the head by a cannonball in public, flew out beyond his capacity, and then surrendered without any discipline after being beaten by the enemy until his nose was bruised.

  Paku's performance made the sorcerers of the Zandalar Empire so ashamed that they just wanted to jump off the wall of Dazar'alor and commit suicide on the spot.

  If it dies on the spot with the backbone, it is not guaranteed to give the troll a boost of morale.

   As the second patron saint of the troll royal family, Paku descended, which really broke one of the spiritual pillars of the Golden Empire on the spot.

   It is completely conceivable that if there are more Loa rushing into the street, the seemingly brilliant but fragile spiritual temple that supports the trolls will be overturned one after another.

   "No—" Talanji was so angry that he fainted on the spot.

Zu Jin, who was next to   , could say nothing but comforted: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness, we still have [Laizan]!"

   "Yes! We still have [Rezan]!"

  Rezan is the patron saint of the Zandalari royal family, and is the most powerful of all the loa that Axing has seen so far. In his first appearance, he added a Devilsaur version of 'turbo' to Talanji's warship at sea, and on the spot increased the speed of the heavy golden ship by ten knots with divine (profound) power (learning). .

  Unfortunately, until this moment, she didn't know that she was a Soto Feilong!

  The two armies are fighting, and the heart is the first.

If the    Alliance launched an attack immediately, perhaps the resistance of the trolls would be stronger, but McDonald's would not.

   He left enough time for the trolls to ferment this Patronus surrender incident.

   Interestingly, he didn't know that there was an interesting conversation between his two mounts below.

   "Male?" Onyxia asked.

   "Male." Teresa replied firmly.

   The two female dragons breathed a sigh of relief. Don't look at the fact that they seem to be close to each other like sisters, but in fact, how can the blue dragon and the black dragon look at each other?

   Teresa suffered because she came too late and seduced her in every possible way, and her master was prevented from going out.

  The two of them secretly competed for the emperor's first mount, and suddenly a god-level pterodactyl came, the ghost knows whether McDonald's will suddenly "love the new and hate the old".

   Fortunately, Pacu in this life is male, and McDonald's at most "castration addiction" attack. They don't have to worry too much about whether their master has developed a strange XP system again.

   Here, capturing Paku, the sand sculpture players are as lively as the Chinese New Year.

   It is true that they can use the dungeon to generate the mounts they want, but the things that come out of the dungeon are not genuine, so how can there be real mounts?

   Just under the coercion and lure of the sand sculpture player, Pacu, who was covered in scars, ran to the front of the two armies and roared at the pterodactyl high ground.

   "Oh oh oh!" The alliance soldiers exclaimed.

   They were astonished to find that thousands of adult pterodactyls, with their eggs in their claws, collectively voted for the alliance.

  Talangi was not nearly mad on the spot: "Come back! Come back for me—"

   This time, the air force of the Zandalar Empire was completely abolished.

  In the Zandalar Palace, there has been chaos for a long time. The ministers were clamoring, some advocated a decisive counterattack, some said that they had to find a way to evacuate, and some said that they would wait for the Iron Horde to counterattack and destroy the Alliance in one fell swoop.

   They made King Rastakhan dizzy.

  Talanji is also helpless. She has not many cards in her hand, but she has not forgotten: "Zul! Keep an eye on our two allies."

  Zul's expression was strange: "Is Your Highness talking about Forsaken and Blood Elves?"

   "Of course. What happened to them?"

   "It's very calm. They follow our arrangement and do whatever they want. There's no sign of betrayal at all. In fact, they have no reason to betray either." Zuul was also worried. Their reaction was so weird.

Atal'Dazar is a building complex built on a mountain to the west of the Zandalari troll capital Dazar'alo - for thousands of years, the Zandalar kings have been in the tomb of Atal'Dazar on the top of Mujaba Mountain Sleep in peace. As ruler after ruler passed, the pyramids became more complex as new rooms needed to be built to house their vast wealth.

  As a royal tomb, this place is very important to trolls and has to be guarded.

   And with Atal'Dazar outside, he can form a horn with Dazar'alo to deal with the Alliance's offensive. The Alliance army had landed from the southern region of Hibala, the only two plains leading to Dazar'alor, the rest were all rugged mountains.

   The night elf army is on the southwestern plain. If it is not restrained by Atadaza, it can follow the other two armies of the alliance to the northeast and occupy the Targrub area, and flank the troll capital on both sides.

  Problem Atal'Dasa is a place where we must guard against it, and we must not invest too much troops to weaken the defense of the capital, so the Forsaken and the blood elves who took refuge in the trolls were thrown here.

   At this moment, on a high ground in Atal'Dasa, the Sun King and Archmage Rommath are sitting opposite each other.

On the   stone table, Rommath poured and drank his own drink. The ornate wine glass set he used complemented the golden decorations that were all over the eyes of Atadasha.

   Of course, blood elves will not approve of the aesthetics of trolls, and they will only feel vulgar and disgusting after reading too much.

   "Give me a cup too." The Sun King suddenly said.

  Rommance was stunned for a moment. On weekdays, he would probably choke and say, "Are you a dead person, you want to drink too?" This time he silently took an extra wine glass from the space bag and filled it up for the Sun King.

   "Your Majesty, please!"

   The dark fire in the eyes of the Sun King swayed: "How long has it been since you called me [Your Majesty]?"

   "From the day His Majesty died."

   "Looks like our road has come to an end!" The Sun King raised his glass with emotion and drank the wine.

  The Forsaken do not need to eat, some of them are inferior, and even have the habit of salting fish. Obviously the Sun King would not have such vices. For him, food is more of a hindrance.

   As soon as the fine wine entered his throat, it was immediately evaporated by the faint fire coming out of his body, forming a cloud of mist that rose from his nostrils and ear holes.

   "Why didn't your Majesty leave?"

   "My home is Azeroth. Since such a big planet has no place to live, since my good son has continued my bloodline. Then it is time for me, an outdated actor, to retire."

   "Me too." Romans smiled bitterly.

   (end of this chapter)