Stratholme God

   Chapter 1377 End and Begin

   "Drink! Drink! Ha!" Lord Sunderland's thunderous shout was normal, but McDonald's always sounded unpleasant.

   He secretly opened the system chat group and heard a group of sand sculptures shouting "Eighty! Eighty! Eighty..."

   Well, that's the right taste.

   In Sunderland's hand, the huge wind sword slashed on the large magic shield, and the thunder was overflowing, which made the wind sword not like a sword, but like a warhammer.

   After a few rounds, McDonald and the others felt in a trance that they heard a sigh, and then the magic shield was quietly removed.

  Atadaza looked down from the sky, his eyes were full of gold. This makes it more like a cornucopia than a defensive powerhouse.

   Once the protective cover was removed, it was like a silent invitation to the 'Alliance Bandit' in the eyes of the trolls.

   Almost a thousand wind element soldiers swooped down.

   "Whoohoo!"

   These living mini-tornadoes swept down and slashed at every moving weapon in the Atal'Dasa tomb complex. Countless troll zombies [Resurrected Honor Guard] were pulled into the sky by the wind element soldiers. Before their jaws widened to the extreme, they were ruthlessly interrupted by the wind element soldiers before they could wailed.

  These undead guards were caught in a small tornado, like falling into a front-loading washing machine, or a winch. Their dry flesh and rotten bones were torn to pieces on the spot, and their stumps were scattered all over the sky.

   There are also a lot of messy dinosaurs such as Xiaotianlong who were kept in captivity by trolls, and they couldn't escape the disaster either.

   Elemental creatures, Tian, ​​defeat all enemies who only use physical attacks!

   "Don't be mad!"

   At this time, the mages of the Forsaken and the Blood Elves took action.

   "Hoohoo! Hohohoho!"

   Arcane, Frost, Fire and other magical brilliance of different colors shines on Atal'Dasa. The brilliant gold decoration in the tomb is full of reflections of elemental energy, which looks quite gorgeous.

   The Wind Elemental Corps, who had just dispersed to prepare for a big kill, was struck head-on.

   Once he can't dodge, he will be blasted into his body by an element that exceeds the upper limit of his body's carrying capacity. If the wind element is to show his teeth and claws, he can only drink his hatred on the spot and turn into a mass of elemental residue similar to ashes.

   In just one encounter, more than 300 wind element soldiers were killed.

   Without the intervention of the Alliance artillery, this would have been a close contest, at least for a short time.

  Unfortunately, the leader of the alliance, McDonald, has the virtue of cruelty to death.

   "Attack with shotguns!" McDonnell gave Tyrande a slight smile after giving the order casually.

   Stable abuse of vegetables, never overturned. This is actually a virtue.

   Don't make it stronger and stronger, and weaker when it is weak. Fancy overturns and becomes a [demon saber] that works when it does not work. That's fine.

  When the low-charge, but increased lethality shrapnel blasts over the entire airspace of Atal'Dazar, that's the end of the bone and blood elf mages.

  The mage was forced to attack the wind element soldiers, and naturally had no time to maintain the wide-area magic shield, and thus could not resist the shells.

   Shotguns are good for Forsaken mages, but not friendly to blood elves with flesh and blood. In order to live longer, they had to mobilize more magic power to open their personal magic shield, which intensified the consumption of magic power.

   Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sunderland waved a big hand, and more wind element soldiers swooped down from the clouds and killed the place where the mages gathered.

  The Sun King and Rommath have the intention to help their younger brother, but Sunderland is now a serious element lord. After the lord on the spot, he took control of the wall of the sky, and with more sources of power, Sunderland's combat power also increased exponentially.

   I dare not say that Sunderland is already comparable to Alakir, 70% to 80% of the strength is still there.

   No matter how bad it is, the HP of the Elemental Lord is here. As for the hero-level powerhouses with three or two kittens on the Sun King’s side, whether they can suppress Sunderland’s HP is another matter.

   After trying hard for Sunderland for an unknown amount of time, he finally had a feeling of being unparalleled.

   No one would have thought that the one who really crushed the defenders of Atadaza was actually a sand sculpture player...

  【Situ Yin Soul】: "The sky is dry! Be careful of the candles!"

   This guy shouted through Gundam's loudspeaker, but he did something inappropriate.

The    shot from the gun barrel of his Gundam was an armor-piercing bullet.

  Master is strong in the world of Azeroth. He can switch various activities according to the type of enemy and make the most flexible response.

   Attack power, control skills, and corresponding resistance, the Master is almost omnipotent.

   However, Master's magic shield is the worst against physical damage. Other elemental resistances can be increased by enabling the corresponding elemental shields. The only way to fight physical damage is to pile up high armor, which is the Achilles heel of the Master.

  If 100 units of magic power can resist 500 points of elemental damage, the efficiency of absorbing physical damage will be reduced by at least 30% or 40%

   This kind of high-speed armor-piercing bullet is what the Master is most afraid of.

   "Fuck!"

He poked his head out from the outer wall of Atal'Dasa, shot down the machine gun, beat the blood elf master and his guards who were resisting in the corner, and quickly shrank the mecha before the enemy counterattacked. go back.

   Run after the fight, really exciting!

  【Situ Yin Soul】withdrew, but the chaos he caused to the enemy formation could not be made up for in an instant.

   The shuttle just now blew up the magic shield jointly created by at least five elite mages.

   Don't forget, a large number of wind element soldiers have been eyeing them for a long time!

   They rushed into the chaotic enemy formation like a tide, forcing the blood elf magister and guard to fight on their own.

   As we all know, when the difference in individual combat strength between the enemy and us is not large, the side with the largest number will always win.

  As Lord of the Wind, Sunderland will never be short of cannon fodder.

20,000 to 30,000 Forsaken, more than 700 blood elf mages, plus more than 20,000 Ataladaza's original troll undead and dinosaur guards, this number seems to be a lot, in the face of powerful allies, it is really true Not a thing.

  The cannonballs falling from the sky continue to bring destruction, destroying the bodies of these undead who have lost their lives and are still alive in the world.

  The wind element soldiers are inexhaustible.

   There are also human mechas constantly destroying the formation of the defenders.

  This battle was fought from eight in the morning to two in the afternoon, and finally, even Dazaro knew the result.

   "The alliance's artillery has ceased fire. Elemental attacks other than the wind element have become weaker." Princess Talanji muttered to herself.

   "We must admit that our allies did their best." Zul responded in a deep voice.

   On the Ebon Fortress, Kael'thas was lost.

   McDonald went up and patted Kaizi on the shoulder: "Once, Alsace asked his father a question at the end, and he came out. I believe you can too."

   Kaizi was stunned, subconsciously trying to squeeze out a smile, but unfortunately he immediately realized that his smile was probably uglier than crying.

  Thousands of words poured into his throat, but in the end there was only one "um" left.

   "Come on! End this and start a new era with me!"

   (end of this chapter)