Stratholme God

   Chapter 520 Why is there a link to touching the corpse? (1 more)

  【God of Tulips】: "Long live! Nozdormu, you are my eldest brother from today!"

  【Jun Muqi】: "Apostate! I don't mess with the **** trident anymore. Sign up to join the Bronze Dragon Legion now."

   "Go away!" Nozdormu shouted like thunder.

   "Okay!" Those filthy gods were actually rolling on the ground, and while they were rolling, they were crying and howling: "Boss McDonald, we are actually loyal to you! It was just a joke."

"Ha ha!"

  I believe that 1% of you are going to jump into the river.

   McDonald silently reduced the number of these funny resurrections, and changed it to only hang up once a day. After hanging up, he must remain weak until 12 o'clock in the evening.

   A group of dirty gods is of course Guikulanghao +9527.

   "Go away!" This time, McDonald's scolded him.

   The normal operator is used to walk, the dirty **** is to [roll] into the next portal, the soul turns into a streamer, and re-enters the cloned body in the world of Azeroth.

  Compared to those funny guys who don't have any brains and rely on waves for rowing, McDonald's and a group of elite operators are relatively calm.

   McDonald's indifferent: "Did Azeroth agree with you to do it?"

  Nozdormu didn't answer directly, the face showed a playful expression: "Guess!"

   Having said that, he left only a text of consciousness transformation, and he became a Shemron.

  McDonald's and others were all smiling wryly.

   I don't know who approved it. Anyway, this time the sand sculpture players were whitewashed, and it was considered half the success.

   I have to use something to describe it, that is probably the official [Temporary Residence Permit] that Azeroth has issued to these teasers.

   They don't have to worry about being rejected by the world, they can retain the ability to resurrect, and their cost will not increase after death. The biggest change is that they need to kill some "harmful existences" in the next three years to prove their worth so that the [temporary residence permit] can be renewed.

   As for whether the [Permanent Residency] will be issued in the future, it is up to the Star Soul of Azeroth to judge by itself.

   Overall, it’s a good thing.

  Sand sculpture players are no longer black households, and the upper limit of physical attributes has been raised all of a sudden, from the level of 45 guards in the game to 55.

   There is still a long way to go from the omnipotent, stubborn foot man, at least an improvement.

   After dealing with the sand sculpture player's side, as soon as he returned to Azeroth, McDonald found that the horizon was completely dark.

what! It's Liadrin!

   That's fine.

   In fact, everyone was exhausted.

In the face of a huge enemy of Archimonde's size, if you are distracted for a moment, you may die on the spot, especially when McDonald's repeatedly told that no one can die, and if you die, you will deceive your teammates. In this case, It is definitely a double overdraft of mental and physical strength.

   After the war, there was no such thing as a charming atmosphere. Liadrin had just taken off the outer armor, and there was a set of leather armor inside.

   Beside Kalia is even more funny, hugging McDonald's calf, it seems...as if...really...slept to the point of drooling.

  Cough, this kind of black history-like picture, McDonald's will naturally not expose it, so he silently uses the screenshot function that comes with the system.

  The heroes of the alliance are actually in a similar situation. Either they slept in the dark elf's house, or just passed through the portal, they fell asleep in the portal hall from exhaustion, and almost terrified the younger brothers below.

The    tribe was a little harder, and Thrall and the others had to be wary. When they left the Mount Hyjal area, they ran almost all the way. Then the whole person fell into a coma, and all the way back to Thunder Bluff, they were all lying on the [Wolf] car like a dead pig.

   A large group of allies were exhausted, and they all slept like dead pigs, unable to wake up when they barked. Tyrande canceled the dinner with a wry smile and held it the next day instead.

   On the next day, these exhausted Alliance heroes got up one after another and looked at each other awkwardly. Immediately, they saw a touch of joy in each other's eyes.

   Thrall, who was tough with the Burning Legion for the first time, didn't realize what he had missed because he was worried about the alliance's black hands.

  Saar didn't mention it, McDonald's naturally pretended to be confused.

  As a RL (team leader), I would be embarrassed to say hello between RLs without a piece of equipment.

   Back then, Daddy MacDonald, ahem, although he didn’t have any furry equipment, he has been around for a long time, doesn’t he have everything?

   Without the tribe to share the spoils, of course, the Alliance would like to get an extra share.

   When the night elves sent messengers, he found that several Burning Legion bosses actually had powerful magic equipment that everyone could use. Mak Yingdi first expressed his surprise, and then said that he would have to check it on the spot.

  It must be said that the universe is so big, and there are still many humanoid creatures.

   In the end, it was a mystery that the Burning Legion got after destroying which living creature. The Burning Legion has a lot to do, and they don't even remember how many people they killed.

   These days, a boss will have a hobby of collecting loot.

   They may not trust the nest of their own nest, and prefer to carry a lot of equipment in the space bag and carry it with them.

   Now that we have figured it out, the first two experts, Brian Bronzebeard and Uther, go up.

  Bryan: "The original owners of these things are similar to humans and elves. If you expand or extend some structures a little bit, and then add belts and buckles, we can use them."

   Master Jian Huang, Abu, it was the whitewashing appraiser Lao Wu who determined: "The essence of these things is not filthy, and after purification, we can use them."

   With the confirmation of the brick house, it is naturally a meeting to share the spoils.

   McDonald and Tyrande looked at each other, and everyone tacitly did not mention the tribe.

The    generously distributed it to the tribe today, caught up with the tribe and sent it over, maybe tomorrow people will use this thing to cut themselves.

  Especially the plate armor equipment alliance itself is not enough!

  Which profession has the most among the heroes of the alliance?

   When the number of Paladins!

   At this stage, there are ten strong men and nine paladins, but warriors have become a rarity.

   The least objectionable is Liadrin's equipment.

   Needless to say, [Holy Adamantite Bracers], [Shining Steel Shoulders], shield [Bulwark of Light], and one-handed hammer [Hammer of Atonement] were all stuffed into her brain.

   Looking at the equipment that was all equipped with stamina and intelligence, Liadrin's face turned blue at that time.

  The real fierce, who gave you a one-handed hammer and shield?

   Throw it to you, that is, the organization looks up to you, you can ride with peace of mind!

   Liadrin had the urge to burst into tears on the spot, she finally got McDonald to agree to let her not be a priest and become a paladin, just to kill people.

  It's all right now, I've changed jobs, but I still can't escape the fate of a wet nurse.

   She wink madly and winked at Mai.

MacDonald didn't care about her so much, Shi Shiran said: "This, Liadrin, it's not me who is biased. There are all the senior Paladins here, whoever you can beat, use whoever's attack equipment. Bar."

   Liadrin's delicate face had a capital of despair on her face, and she couldn't beat any of the Four Saints of Silver. Not to mention leaving a copy for Lao Mo and Abidis, the second-generation Paladins.

   She was almost in tears on the spot.

   (end of this chapter)