Stratholme God

   Chapter 477 Crimson Sky

  Thrall's label in Warcraft 3 is Prophet.

  Cough, no matter if it's a translation problem, or the [Super Poison Nipple] mouth, he still hasn't forgotten about the devil.

   Compared with the alliance with the orcs, Thrall hates the feeling of being played with by the other party. A puddle of demon blood incited the entire orcs to become cannon fodder.

  I don't know, it's okay, knowing the truth, Thrall really hates demons even more.

  Thrall did not hesitate to reveal the fact that the abyss lord Mannoroth and Gul'dan used demon blood to corrupt the minds of the orcs and drive the orcs to fight everywhere.

   At the end, Thrall added.

   "The great former Warsong Chief Grom Hellscream once said a sentence during his lifetime, and that sentence can be used very well at this moment, that is - Orcs are never slaves!"

   The orcs who had been teased to the point of being unknown for a long time suddenly burst into their anger, and tens of thousands of people shouted in unison.

   "Orcs will never be slaves!"

  's shouting straight into the sky also spread to McDonald's, and McDonald's expression was a little subtle.

   At the same time, Sister Frost sitting in front of McDonald, Princess Jaina of Proudmoore said angrily: "Damn! You should kill these savage guys early in the morning."

   Well, subtle, it's a double sense.

  The corner of McDonald's mouth rose slightly: "I don't want to tame a savage race with a strong self-awareness. But Zaiguang, it's not that easy."

   Even the orcs themselves don't know how many green-skinned cannon fodder like livestock are still in Draenor's old home. They have no demographics. Not to mention, there are also members of the [Iron Tribe] who are constantly airborne.

  The alliance is now equivalent to using its own power to fight the tribes of two worlds, and Thrall is cheating.

   Looking at the corners of McDonald's mouth, Jaina's heart skipped a beat - as expected, when she was a child, McDonald's had a bad stomach, which is true.

   Carefully, Jaina said tentatively, "Murder with a knife?"

   McDonald raised his thumb: "The enemy of the enemy is not necessarily a friend, at least it can be cannon fodder."

There are so many grievances and grievances between the alliance and the tribe, as well as the wonderful incident of cooing pigeons when they cooperated, enough for the third-rate writer named Yu Yunfei that I met before crossing the road to write a 4 million-word fan novel, and McDonald's even gave it the title of the book. After thinking about the goods, it is called "Storm God"!

   However, McDonald always felt that the tribe in this life was even more outrageous. Before the 1.0 version of the game has arrived, [Steel Tribe] has been released.

   How can you be worthy of yourself without consuming the tribe?

   McDonald's half-spoken mystery made Jaina even more itchy.

   The status is different, she is a little afraid to ask.

   It’s just too critical, I’m sorry if you don’t ask!

"Here, Mai Mai, for the sake of childhood sweethearts, tell me in private!" Gianna acted like a spoiled child, and called out the name she used when she was playing with the dead ghost McDonald's when she was a child. pimple.

   Not to mention McDonald's, even Kalia, another theoretical childhood sweetheart beside him, pricked up his ears with a smile.

   Alas, there are too many personal guards, and it is a little troublesome, and there is no privacy.

   McDonald coughed twice and touched his nose: "Archimonde destroyed the Greymane Wall, you know?"

   "Of course!" Mengde is coming, which is the top news of the alliance.

   "If I say, I have a high chance of controlling Archimonde's travel route..." McDonald drew a line on the military map in front of the two of them.

   Jaina's eyes suddenly lit up: "Mai Mai, you are so kind to me!"

   That intimate tone, Kalia didn't feel anything, Liadrin heard goose bumps, a kind of almost natural hostility rose in her heart, but it was a little uncomfortable.

The only consolation for    is that after hearing this, McDonald calmly adjusted his sitting position.

After getting along for so long, Liadrin had long known that Mai was a lazy dog, lustful and timid. If she was comfortable, she would never embarrass herself. What kind of lap pillow? Without outsiders, he would just leave .

   can make him from a comfortable sitting position to sitting upright, most of the time he encounters something that makes him feel very uncomfortable.

   Liadrin felt more comfortable: Humph! Little bitch, you are still tender.

   She guessed right, and someone Mai almost sacrificed his breakfast.

   However, he couldn't blame Jaina at this time.

   At least so far, as a tool person under McDonald's, she is still quite competent. However, this girl is guilty of all kinds of crimes. When it is time to beat the tribe, it is a combination of daddy.

   MacDonald snapped his fingers, and the tool elf astrologist Calpurnia immediately understood and activated the magic mirror.

   That was another live broadcast.

   At the head of Orgrimmar, Thrall had just finished stirring up the orcs when he saw that the east was wrong.

   In the clear sky, white clouds are dissipating layer by layer, as if being blown away by the sea breeze. What followed was tumbling clouds of ominous color.

  A huge fireball is dragging a long trail across the sky from east to west, blooming with dazzling light.

   This light is reflected in the eyes of the beasts, shining brightly.

   is too far.

  People are in the open field, and the horizon can capture things on the flat ground four kilometers away.

   No matter how good Thrall's eyes are, it is impossible to see what is happening on the sea ten kilometers away.

Only a second, third, and fourth sparkling fireball could be seen piercing the sky and falling toward Orgrimmar. They seemed to light up the clouds, turning the bottom of the cloud into a piece of gold. The color of red.

   "What is that?" an orc asked.

   But no one answered.

   Thrall immediately had a bad premonition, he whistled, Varok immediately understood, and greeted the people below to send out a two-legged flying dragon knight for reconnaissance, which flew into the sky and flew to the east sea.

  Saar's safety: "Ring the alarm, the whole city prepares for war!"

  Unfortunately, the Wyverns are destined to find no evidence of the Alliance. Because the [Warspite] was still 30 kilometers away from the Durotar coastline, it dived.

  Battleships are certainly not submarines.

Again.

   Science is not enough, magic comes together!

   At this moment, [War Exhaustion] Loli looked at the oval shield around her in surprise, which blocked the influx of sea water. You know, this is in the fifty-meter-deep sea!

"Ah! It's amazing!" The neutral voice of War Exhausted could not hold back, and finally revealed a slightly cute loli voice. Of course, there was only one sentence, and the next sentence returned to a neutral voice: "Cough, it's strange to see the old body. ."

   Of course she didn't know that the sand sculpture player had already completed the recording and slicing with the system, and someone in the system group had already started playing it on a loop.

   (end of this chapter)