Stratholme God

   Chapter 562 Crossed again

   Your ancestors, or your past self like Tyrande *speaking wind, dies, it doesn't matter now.

   Compared to the unease caused by McDonald's attack again, the women's reactions were different.

  Alleria: "Isn't Rhonin good?"

   Veresa: "When has Ronin ever been reliable?"

   "The Horde representative is dead?" Sylvanas' famous quote reappeared: "Humph! The Horde are trash!"

   Liadrin followed suit: "The tribes are trash!"

   McDonald: "..."

  Come on, just the two of you who were originally mixed tribes, why is it inappropriate to say this?

On the contrary, Kalia was the first one who couldn't help rushing forward, grabbed McDonald's, and almost let his arms fall into the twin towers of Lordaeron, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry: " I knew earlier, I knew earlier..."

   The long ears looked at each other and bowed their heads in shame.

  【A basket of Crab Mutual Pit Association】It seems to have vanished at this moment.

  Remorse spreads.

  McDonald's is very broad, and this time he won't die, so let's make waves.

   "Don't worry, I'm fully prepared. And I'm familiar with things like traveling through time and space." McDonald's confident expression surprised everyone.

  The girls can see the absolute confidence in McDonald's eyes!

   It's not the kind of self-hypnosis or self-paralysis that is forced to pretend to be uneasy in the heart, but really confident.

  They won't know, he and the sand sculpture player are both skilled workers.

   Comfort everyone, McDonald's will go out, hold an emergency throne meeting, and say hello to all the bigwigs.

"Ronin and I have been away during this time, so I have to worry about you. If there is a major event, it is the old rule of course, voting - the minority obeys the majority. In the event of a particularly urgent matter, I propose to ask Your Excellency Yufeng and Your Excellency Bronzebeard. A quick decision by the small council composed of the three Lord Fordragon."

   McDonald's proposal surprised everyone.

  To be honest, the leaders of the alliance are a little bit out of touch now.

  The death of the dead, the waste of the waste!

  In addition to McDonald's, who has made countless contributions at a young age, young kings in other countries are not very useful. Like Varian and Tanred.

   It's fine for Bolvar to be the human representative and Magni to be the dwarf representative. The problem is that McDonald's has pushed the night elves to the height of one of the three giants. (When Varian came of age, Bolvar handed over power and became the auxiliary king.)

   Although there is no problem in terms of strength, we have to admit it!

  Humans, dwarves and gnomes have had friendships for over a thousand years, and everyone's friendship with dark elves seems to be a little shallow.

The leaders were stunned for a moment, but Magni touched his long beard, looked at Falstad Wildhammer, and said, "Eastern Kingdom is in urgent need of rest, please the night elves take care of the tribe. , please feel free to ask if you need anything, and the dwarves will not refuse."

   Everyone suddenly woke up: Yes! There is also the damned tribe. After such a long distance, it is the night elves that suppress the main force of the tribe.

   All the leaders agreed, which made Tyrande quite happy, and couldn't help but glisten, and took a few glances at McDonald's.

After dealing with foreign affairs and internal affairs, McDonald sent a set of "Three-Year College Entrance Examination and Five-Year Simulation" to the toolman Batheras and the large-scale toolman Lor'thema. Plan], after saying hello to his vassal, he ran away uneasy.

  Why not feel at ease?

  Mograine: "It's all said that you want to leave an heir."

  Abydis: "Speak! What can't my daughter be better than long ears?"

   Count Barov pushed Ilusia, who was wearing a low-cut dress and gave Mai a lady salute...

  Kaizi blinked: The essence of my high elves is already in the duke's palace!

  McDonald's running away without a word!

   This is a somewhat unfamiliar and a little familiar space journey. Stepping into the portal, what is sent is not the cave of time in the bronze dragon's lair, but outer space.

   The planet of Azeroth shrank smaller and smaller in McDonald's horizon, and soon came to a place where you could see the whole world.

   The system prompts: [Now entering the state of consciousness copying... The copying is successful. During the activity of the avatar consciousness, the ontology consciousness will enter a dormant state. If the clone consciousness returns successfully, it will be integrated into the ontology consciousness and become part of the host's memory. 】

   This is a wonderful feeling.

   McDonald's vaguely watched another translucent self emerge from his body and into a clone of McDonald's. The clone waved to himself and walked into another portal with a smile.

   Not long ago in the Cavern of Time, the humanoid Nozdormu looked at Mai, his eyelids twitching wildly, matching his long eyebrows unique to high elves, this scene was quite joyful.

   "McDonald's, you are really capable!"

"I am over-flattered!"

  McDonald's is saving face, his consciousness is complete, and he is not biased. Unlike a certain spider, who plays side-by-side consciousness (stand-up comedy) by himself and creates a partial body consciousness. For example, the 'Minister of Body' is better at fighting, and the 'Minister of Magic' is better at magic.

   His current state is similar to that of Naruto's multiple shadow clones in Naruto. Of course, the combat power is the same as the main body.

  The only problem, don't get the soul!

  Nozdormu always felt that he was being tricked by McDonald's. As the Dragon King, he wanted to overwhelm the existence of the world, but the guy on the other side didn't push anything.

   Once he wanted to be a good and upright dragon, but unfortunately he had no choice.

   The stowaways from the outside world who are constantly making troubles in front of him are already his best choice.

   Anyway, he gave what he should have given, and Nozdormu simply ignored McDonald: "Are you... ready?"

"anytime!"

   Lao Nuo tapped the index finger of his right hand, and a circle of water-like things suddenly swung away in front of McDonald's.

   In the next instant, McDonald felt his consciousness flying.

   came back to his senses, and he was already walking through a passage made of a silver grid at super high speed. There were countless strange images outside the grid. With just a glimpse, he could barely tell that it should be an important event at a certain time node.

   For example, the slave Thrall runaway event that no longer occurs.

   With the acceleration of crossing, the long river of time flies by under his feet.

   After an unknown amount of time, McDonald found himself suspended in a pitch-dark space, with a continent full of chaos and constantly churning dark green smoke clouds beneath his feet.

  The fel energy cloud turned into a tropospheric cirrocum cloud, and the crystal blue ocean in the distance also turned into an ominous green after passing through the green mist.

  The giant continent with the shell of a walnut continuously sprays the light of Azerite into the sky.

   McDonald's body dropped rapidly, and he immediately noticed the glowing giant lake in the center of the continent!

Do not! He recognizes this lake!

   It is an enlarged version of the second-generation Well of Eternity on Mount Hyjal, yes! It is the eternal well of a generation!

   (end of this chapter)