Stratholme God

   Chapter 491 Moon Well Bath

   As we all know, Master has always been a scarce profession. Even in the elf empire period when the first Well of Eternity existed, stimulated by the well water, the magical talent of elves was greatly stimulated, and there were still not many mages with magical power. This part is often absorbed by Queen Azshara and becomes the so-called nobles, that is, the Highborne.

   Full calculation, the existence of magical talent will not exceed 15% of the ethnic group, excluding those who have magical ability such as magic breakers but cannot be mages, only 5% can really embark on the road of mages.

Most of the    are stuck at the magic apprentice level, and those who can successfully grow into full-fledged mages and eventually promoted to high-level mages are definitely rare.

   At this time, after identifying the trap of the magic circle, these human high-level mages quickly stood up without even a half-second hesitation.

   This generosity of death, even Shandris, who has lived for ten thousand years, could not help but be moved by it.

   "You...do you know what you are facing?" Shandris trembled slightly.

   "Of course! That's what we're here for!" The answer of [_Wanjiu Tian_] was full of sense of righteousness: "I knew it from the moment McDonald asked us to come."

   In fact, in the system chat group, these jokes have already started.

   For example [zhangyepiao] said something: "Maybe we won't die, but our boss is a real dog!"

  【№My dancing shadow is messy】: "I choose suicide for all sacrifices in the Demon Hunter plot."

   It is almost politically correct to spray the boss in the group.

   These guys are all hilarious and uncomfortable drivers!

   As soon as they went outside, facing the indigenous heroes, these guys obviously wanted to make the heroine upright, but at this moment, they all immediately changed their faces, and they looked righteous.

  【Wind Prison Demon】: "For the Alliance!"

  【Want to go back to your childhood】: "For Azeroth!"

   Leng is forcibly provocative, moving Shandris to the ground.

  The sand sculpture player 'generous sacrifice' here, and the other side broke his belly with laughter in the group.

   The destruction work is still going on, feeling the increasingly strong magical reaction of the magic circle, even if Shandris is reluctant, he can only quickly leave the vicinity of the magic circle surrounded by sentries.

   At this time, there are actually hundreds of low-level demons that continue to jump out of the space gap, and they can no longer affect the overall situation. The 36 Trident Masters have completely integrated their bodies into the circle, and attacking them is equivalent to attacking the circle.

After    found it was useless, the demons began to flee in a hurry.

  Unfortunately, escaping is just to delay the moment of death.

   They were quickly consumed by green flames.

  When the resonance of the magic power resounded through the sky, causing the earth to make a creaking noise, everything was irreversible. The original rigorous and complicated magic circle finally disintegrated under the impact of the turbulent magic power that became violent after being guided.

   Immediately, a terrifying green pillar of fire shot into the sky.

   An eerie green light shrouded the sky of the entire Durotar region.

   Even if Shandris quickly withdraws from a kilometer away, there is still a sense of trance that the super wall of fire behind him will completely collapse at any time and burn them to death.

  Many night elf sentries who have not experienced the War of the Ancients have been petrified.

   Looking at the demons who rolled in pain in the fel flames from a distance, and died after crying for a few times, it was hard to imagine what kind of pain the mages in the center of the flames had to go through in order to continue to destroy the magic circle...

   At the same time, a group of sand sculptures silently condensed a mouse-like arrow in the spiritual sea, and pulled their pain system to the end, 0% pain, no problem!

   Looking at the huge collapsed portal behind him, Shandris and his men quickly escaped, came to the seaside, and boarded a steel cargo ship, where the Alliance Mage had already prepared the portal.

   Passed through the door, and in a trance, Shandris saw Mount Hyjal, who could no longer be familiar.

   She was a little surprised that the battle here hasn't even started yet.

   Soon she learned that in order to buy time for the arrangement, Tyrande sent a giant ancient war tree to sneak underground and attacked Archimonde.

Through the vision provided by the soul owl arranged by the huntress, you can clearly see a large number of long branches exuding a rich emerald green light burrowing out of the ground, entangled with Archimonde, slowing down the great demon pace.

   Of course, the ancient war trees will never be Archimonde's opponents. Even if they are thick with blood, they will often be chased to death by Archimonde's evil magic along the roots and branches.

   It’s just that the ancient tree can absorb the power of the surrounding earth and counter it for a period of time.

  Tyrande's face showed sorrow: "Our loss is great."

   "The loss of the Alliance is not small." Shandris said that she saw with her own eyes the generous sacrifice of 36 Alliance high-level mages.

  Tyrande suddenly felt very moved, it was a kind of feeling brought by the alliance with all its help.

   "The High Priest, what about the heroes of the Alliance?"

   "They're all preparing for the battle." Tyrande hesitated, but said, "That McDonald's is taking a bath in Moonwell."

  Shandis' pupils shrank suddenly, and screamed: "How can he do this!?"

  The Moon Well is the unique building of the night elves. Each moon well can automatically absorb the natural power between heaven and earth to form well water full of divine magic, which can provide the night elves with vitality recovery, and is a precious source of power for the dark elves.

   Usually every moon well is guarded by guards, for fear of being polluted by the enemy, or the well water being abused.

did not expect……

   Tyrande sighed: "He moved me. Just because of one sentence."

   "What?"

   "When Archimonde comes, I will lead the charge."

   Shandris took a sharp breath and was immediately in awe!

After    days of contact, of course she knew how powerful the Alliance Commander was and how noble the status of the Duke of Stratholme was.

   is such a big man who can call the wind and call the rain in the entire Eastern Kingdom continent. He just said such a thing, and even Shandris has a kind of enthusiastic sense of identity when he hears it.

   "Okay, I'm fine!" Shandris nodded.

   "Well, thank you for your understanding." Tyrande nodded: "More than half of the leaders of the alliance have arrived. They are both leaders and the strongest heroes in the race."

   There is always an inexplicable feeling between the strong. Whether it is strong or not can be known almost at a glance.

The    Alliance gave everything to help, and the night elves were very moved.

   Think about it, if the battle is defeated, the alliance will lose half of its kings and leaders in an instant...

   At this point in time, McDonald's used a wooden tub with small wine and side dishes, and leisurely soaked in the 38-degree Moon Well 'Hot Spring'.

   "Hey! Actually, I really don't want to wave!" McDonald's face was smiling, but he was very embarrassed.

  Who made the broken system suddenly send a task [Be the most godly, take the best bath]! ?

   Focus on the key points - [The Moon Well takes a bath once, and the appearance value +10 points! 】

   (end of this chapter)