Stratholme God

   Chapter 494 Mengde, you don't follow the routine! ?

Is    Mengde really that strong?

Yes!

  Ake's 'Meng' De is really fierce.

  When McDonald's searched his memory for the first time, in his impression, even if he played for his father, Mengde might not be very strong!

   That's an illusion, because when playing Archimonde in the game before, all the bugs were stuck in the tree!

   This is to hide from Archimonde's 'ditch fire'!

   In the game, you can hide in the bug of a certain air wall, so that no one can be burned by the fire, so that you can attack output with confidence.

  Because Archimonde can capture the souls of the dead, and release full-screen big moves with different effects, basically one person will be destroyed. In the game that year, the elite group of Dad McDonald's was killed normally, and I don't know how many times. Anyway, I keep hearing Dad roaring, 'The equipment is red again'.

   In reality, I have experienced the [War Exhaustion] molesting Mende incident, and McDonald's has witnessed it with his own eyes. Archimonde's [Fire of Destruction] can ignore the terrain and blast ten kilometers away in one go.

  The exaggeration is that this fire can be turned according to Mende's will, not too flexible, but enough to kill those heroes who are inconvenient to move.

  Yes, it is your Paladins!

   Hemp eggs! The Alliance now relies entirely on Paladins as MTs!

   No matter how powerful the Four Saints of Silver are, can they still carry the flames of Mengde and be themselves in the fire?

   Even if they do, what about the others?

  【Fire of Destruction】For other crispy professions, it is simply a nightmare. This kind of flame containing fel energy cannot be dispelled by ordinary spells.

   During this period, only Healing can be used to hard cap.

  Wang Defa!

   This is really…

   If you succeed, you will be on the best collection, and if you miss it, you will report to the underworld immediately.

  If you can get Mengde, maybe you can imagine something like 'Meet in the bathroom and enjoy everyone'.

   Can't figure it out? Ha ha! Maybe this is the end of this parallel world of Azeroth.

  Fortunately!

   The system is awesome!

There is always a way out!

   Under the premise of giving 9 lives, a multiple-choice question is also given.

  【In view of the huge gap between the host's strength and Akmend's strength, it may not be able to deal enough damage to the enemy and enter the beheading stage. We hereby provide the host with a special set of gods and heroes, which the host can choose... 】

   Almost when McDonald saw this sentence, he must have been poisoned by the sand sculpture players, and the system gentleman who became a little bad actually played the magical advertisement BGM of Indonesia Telecom, and it was a suona version.

   McDonald's is really drunk.

   McDonald took a glance, and decided to choose the strongest package, the one with 50 million gold coins for the prodigal, in exchange for these two silver-white rectangular boxes around his waist.

   Gently stroked the box, and McDonald felt that Onyxia was as cute as she could be behind her.

   Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps ahead, and McDonald saw Tyrande surrounded by Shandris and the sentries.

   "Your Majesty Stratholme, are you resting?" Tyrande saluted gently, and then went straight to the point: "The night elves' delayed action has ended, and the first line of defense will soon usher in the vanguard of the Burning Legion."

  The corner of McDonald's mouth twitched: "I hope the tribe can give me some strength."

Originally, what Tyrande wanted to hear was that the Alliance could be empowered, but the next second, she was attracted by the two silver boxes sloping down from McDonald's waist, and then looked behind McDonald's. The docile female black dragon exuding a powerful breath, Tyrande calmed down.

  The tribe is a fart! At most, kill an abyss lord.

The    Alliance has strong men who violently beat Neltharion, the Black Dragon King, and the breath in the box is the best proof.

  Tyrande with a straight face, and the curve of his face softened a little: "The night elves are more eager to see the results of the heroes of the alliance."

"Hehe! You will see." McDonald smiled lightly: "Of course, if the Alliance can directly kill Archimonde, there is no need for the three parties to join forces. Our alliance is not strong, but after killing all the minions of the Legion Commander, It's still fine."

   "Several big demons have been strengthened."

"I know."

   "Thank you so much!" Tyrande really admired McDonald's.

   As long as the alliance can really do it, then this alliance is not a loss.

   Although the night elves are strong, they can't step on natural disasters and punch burns.

   Then, in the intensive preparations, the three defense lines of Mount Hyjal will meet the biggest and most terrifying challenge in ten thousand years-the visit of the Burning Legion boss Archimonde and his younger brothers.

  The front line, Thrall became more and more nervous, and at the same time he was entangled.

   He never imagined that McDonald's actually sent him a bunch of precious 'little gifts' before the war.

  These gifts made both him and Tyrande look at the Alliance.

   That was a batch of magic gems. Frost type accounted for half of the total, and fire type, earth type, and wind type each accounted for a third of the remaining half.

Uther, who delivered the delivery, said solemnly: "Commander Stratholme never expected you to win the Burning Legion. Even if you are cannon fodder, you must show the value of cannon fodder. This is for your strong men to save their lives. ."

  Saar couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Before the battle, he gritted his teeth and raised his arms to the nearly 10,000 main force, shouting: "Although we have many conflicts with the night elves and the alliance, we think that the other party is the mortal enemy, but in the face of the catastrophe of planetary destruction, these should be temporary. Put it down! We have only one enemy now - those **** demons! In the name of the ancestors - kill these despicable and shameless demons!"

   "Destroy them!" The tribal coalition army, which was dominated by orcs, shouted in unison, like thunder.

   "Lok'Tar-ogar!"

  The army is full of momentum.

   Looking at the subordinates who are united, and looking at the support from the [Iron Tribe], Thrall is full of pride, facing Vol'jin: "I think we can fight, and even cause some damage to Archimonde."

  The corners of Vol'jin's eyes twitched, and his heart was a little empty. On the surface, he could only expressly agree with caution: "There is a chance."

  I thought that there would be a tide of demons waiting, such as Doom Guards, Fear Guards and the like.

What    waited for was the terrifying sound of footsteps that shook the ground.

   "Wait! This is..." Thrall's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a huge blue-blue head turning from the foot of the mountain.

  Look at the two iconic penis-like tentacles on the chin...

Grass! This is not Ake's "Meng" Deben Meng, who is it?

   "Ignorant mortals! Do you think those little tricks can stop me from destroying this world? You are so naive—"

With the thunderous roar of this terrifying powerhouse second only to Titan, the entire atmosphere was roaring. Countless frightened birds and birds that had just fled from the mountains, before reaching the safe area, were blown away by a giant air that had expanded. The bomb killed it.

   "Crash!" Thousands of fallen birds formed the rain of death.

   Taking this as an opportunity, the terrifying [Fire of Destruction] suddenly lit up from the foot of the mountain, bypassing the tortuous mountain road in an unscientific C-shape, burning directly towards the first formation of the orcs.

   Watching a stout fire snake the size of a train spread over, Thrall's mind went blank.

   (end of this chapter)