Stratholme God

   Chapter 511 Never Let You Down

   A black mass of flying demons, accompanied by tens of thousands of undead cannon fodder and land demons.

   They were so numerous that they easily filled the entire Hyjal Pass.

   All the demons went crazy, their eyes were red, and they rushed to the top of the mountain.

   The bat wings that fluttered in the air occasionally knocked against the companions, and occasionally one or two unlucky ghosts were hit by the companions and crashed.

  The ground is even more exaggerated. They trample on each other and continue to charge on the body of their companions.

   McDonnell through the system, Tyrande through the owl spirit, each monitored a similar picture.

   McDonald's spacewalked backwards while looking back, met Tyrande's eyes, and saw the same solemnity in each other's eyes.

   Let so many demons rush up, sure pills!

   Thirty meters away, McDonald said loudly: "Archimonde wants souls! Uncontaminated souls of strong men!"

  Tyrande was anxious: "The night elves have no time to deploy!"

   As far as night elves are concerned, there is actually no problem. Huntresses and Sentinels are both light and fast units, plus the Druids who can turn into bears, they can barely make do. The problem is that the dark elves need the treants and mountain giants as avant-garde meat shields, otherwise they can't stop the huge demon charge at all.

   "Leave the ground to the Alliance!" McDonald's arrogant cloud.

   Not to brag, not to be black, the army of sand sculpture players under him is the real fierce man standing on the prostate of the era.

Huh?

   The above description seems a bit weird.

  …

   McDonald's resolute face and confident eyes deeply moved Tyrande's heart.

  Tyrande immediately recalled the mechanized troops of the Alliance, and the exaggerated long-range firepower.

  This is a man of determination!

   This is a man who does what he says!

  Leaders should be broken when they should be broken!

   "Okay! Leave the sky to me!" After a short summation, the two factions have completed the division of labor.

   McDonald flicked his hand, and a red cloud-piercing arrow shot straight into the sky.

  Cough!

   In fact, notify the sand sculpture players, just shout in the system chat group.

  Everything has a sense of ritual, which is even more exciting!

  The sand sculpture players are excited, and the words of tigers and wolves are frequent:

  【Seventh Fear】: "Oh, oh, oh, there is still a chance to play?"

   [Laughing at you in fifty years]: "The director of the teaching office has thirty seconds to arrive at the scene."

  [LKH's hobby]: "There are so many demons, can we do it?"

  [Junchen Tianya]: "No matter what he messes up, I can cut it into 0.01 ultra-thin with a 155mm big pipe!"

  It is impossible for players to stop talking, don't think about it in this life, and don't think about it in the next life.

  Tyrande was surprised to see that the Alliance's mechanized troops, which had just been evacuated not long ago, filed out along the mountain path in an extremely smooth manner, and re-armed before the tide of demons that could get stuck on the ground.

   In this case, she has a bottom line.

   Pulling Archimonde not paying attention, Tyrande began to sneak away from the battle circle and went to the side near the Burning Legion Air Force.

   Sitting on the white tiger mount, Tyrande's eyes that were blue due to the infusion of divine light were a little bit of moonlight beating. In the distance, the crimson bat wings, the huge body, and the ferocious flags covered the sky like a tide.

  In the sky darkened by demon power, dark clouds mixed with green fel energy kept rolling, and occasionally a few lightning bolts hanging from the clouds turned green.

  The vision of the battlefield was reflected in the depths of Tyrande's cold eyes that contained anger.

   She looked back and saw her adopted daughter Shandris behind her, she nodded.

   stretched out his hand, his fair and slender fingertips stretched to the extreme, as if through the space, embracing the dark starry sky.

   On the low-Earth orbit of the planet Azeroth, there seemed to be illusory figures on the countless suspended stones. They all pressed their palms on their chests and expressed their surrender to the spokesperson of the goddess Elune.

   In the next instant, a mysterious force in the starry sky rippled westward in all directions like water waves.

  The huge stone immediately broke out of the synchronous orbit and fell rapidly, becoming a meteorite.

   For the doomsday guards who are flying fast, this space-based attack can be said to come without warning——

   A demon suddenly screamed, and suddenly turned into a streamer and fell into the mountains. When it fell sharply, it waved its limbs in a panic, apparently not understanding what happened for a while.

   Then the second, the hundredth, the thousandth demon…

   Although it was only some small meteorite fragments, it looked like the stars in the sky were falling!

   Every flying demon has a purple light falling from the sky and shining on its forehead.

   This is Tyrande's soul lock, guiding the meteorite fragments to attack the demon without fail.

   Batches of demons were named.

  You can see that the demon air force 'crashes' in pieces, like a sparrow in the forest hitting a huge net carefully arranged by the hunter.

   The land demons who had just arrived at the first position at the foot of the mountain all raised their heads and stared at this scene in a stunned manner.

   Don't talk about demons, even Thrall and the others are dumbfounded.

too exaggerated!

   This level of full-screen AOE is really something mortals can do?

   Even Vol'jin, who secretly complained about the night elf hero fishing for fish, was shocked.

   People really left hundreds of millions of hands!

  Thrall couldn't help but be thankful that the Horde didn't really attack Ashenvale, otherwise, the Horde would never be able to go around with this trick.

   Of course, there is no perfect trick in the world.

  【Stars Fall】The attack is high, the range is large, and the duration is long. The price is that the caster cannot move at all when casting the spell, otherwise the magic will be severely injured by the backlash, and the severe death will be on the spot.

  Tyrande can't trust anyone else, so there is the scene of Shandris as a guard.

  Under normal circumstances, Shandris with decent strength is enough to deal with 99% of the threats.

  However, Archimonde is the 1%!

   "Ah! Be careful!" Shandris exclaimed anxiously.

   Made such a big move, it was impossible for Mengde not to see it.

   Tyrande stands out with strength, and naturally he will be targeted.

   Archimonde was being held back, which did not mean that he could not cast spells. He raised his **** to Tyrande at the fastest speed.

   An absolute dilemma is placed in front of Tyrande!

   If she stopped guiding spellcasting and chose Mingzhe to protect her life, relying on Elune's magic to save her life, she would have a half chance of surviving, as the price - at least a thousand doomsday guards would kill her.

   She knew very well that the coalition did not have a comparable air force to resist.

  The black dragon Onyxia can't either.

   A black dragon can't protect such a vast sky.

  The best way, of course, is for her to continue to guide [Star Falls] to wipe out all the incoming enemies. Although Shandris can also use this move, [Star Fall] cannot be fired in a row. This trick really consumes the power of the Moon Goddess, and these priests also play the role of guides.

  This brings another danger - she is likely to be killed by Archimonde!

   is here!

  【Finger of Death】——Two bursts!

   Looking at Shandris who was standing in front of her, Tyrande did not know when the corners of his eyes were already filled with tears.

   She is willing to sacrifice to protect the world and her clan, but if she can live, who would want to die?

   Unable to speak, she finally couldn't help opening her mouth to the maximum, and with a hoarse expression, she silently called out a name in her heart: "McDonald's!"

"I'm coming!"

   That young human never seemed to let her down. The next second, the fit figure stood in front of her and Shandris.

   (end of this chapter)