Stratholme God

   Chapter 780 The Horrified Tribe

  Under the blessing of Elune's divine power, the falling star debris bombarded the earth, and the momentum caused was probably that one hundred Dongfeng Express was delivered at the same time.

   The dazzling purple beam of light not only hit the roof of the largest temple, but the scattered star fragments and bricks smashed into the swarm of insects screaming around the temple.

   The bodies of one giant bug after another turned strange silver in the starlight, exploded, and then turned into a dead pile of chitin and chitin.

  The flying insects flickered in the sky. These flying insects that had caused a lot of trouble to the coalition forces fell to the ground like rain.

After    Elune appeared, the evil aura that pervaded the temple was also swept away like wind and clouds. Far away in the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, the Scarless One who was about to challenge the final boss's Brain Remnant Roar and his party just saw this scene——

   The gathered starlight from mid-air turned into a sword and stabbed at the center of the evil secluded area. The thunderous light in the depths of the earth made a shudder as if it was under enormous pressure.

  The tribal heroes couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

  Vol'jin: "First thunder and lightning, then the power of the moon goddess? Is this the alliance's trump card?"

   Varok's sharp lower jaw teeth clucked against the upper jaw fangs: "I hope not. Speaking of C'Thun, is it finished?"

  Hope, sometimes it's just hope after all.

   Facts are well known to everyone, the Alliance dispatched such a big battle, and it can only be used to deal with the ancient **** C'Thun.

  Then... did the alliance win or lose?

The    tribe is very tangled. I want the league to win, but I don't want to see the league win.

If the    Alliance can't win, the Alliance will withdraw, and it will be their tribe that will face the injured C'Thun who is going mad. Feralas' new Orgrimmar will certainly bear the brunt.

The    Alliance wins, and there is no doubt that the Alliance's momentum will rise to a higher level, and it will have an immeasurable impact on the entire planet.

   No matter how weak the ancient **** is, he is also a super boss who ruled the world in ancient times. Its mighty ferocity still lingers in the ancient races of night elves, tauren and trolls. If the cost of defeating Ke Suen is not too big, then no matter who encounters the alliance, he must weigh himself up, whether he dares to mess around.

  The faces of the heroes of the tribe were ashen.

   "Don't worry about so much! Let's kill the Unscarred first!" At least this moment, Brain Cannon's call was right.

   We must push the ruins of Ping'an Qiraji as soon as possible, otherwise, when the alliance recovers, it may be like the tribe under the black hand.

  The tribal bosses gritted their teeth and rushed into the decisive battle.

   On the other side, Tyrande's heart was beating wildly with excitement, as if his own heart was about to jump out of his chest in the next second.

   "It's you! Sure enough, it's you!" Others felt that it was a bit nonsensical.

   In fact, only the real [Star Falls] users can realize that McDonald's control of power with this last blow has reached a situation that even extraordinary people can't imagine.

   For the control of huge energy, the most superficial is the dragon's breath, which sprays a 60-degree cone forward, causing area damage, even if it is basically qualified.

   The more powerful thing is to turn it into a light cannon, concentrating the power in a cylindrical area.

   The top-level control, just like McDonald's, can condense the huge light energy that would have spread to a diameter of one kilometer within a diameter of less than ten meters.

   Using such a huge amount of energy to create a scalpel-level precision strike, is this really what humans can do?

The energies of the    stars penetrated into C'Thun's distorted huge body and poured deep into the ground, quickly destroying and destroying even the living tissue it buried in the ground.

  The huge body of the ancient **** kept twitching, and on the outer skin that had turned gray, the eyeballs that had been spinning and exuding evil brilliance dimmed one by one, as if they had turned into inorganic graphite balls.

   Replaced it with Tyrande. To achieve this effect, it is probably necessary to blow up this hall to powder first. At least half of the heroes cannot survive.

   is so accurate!

   That's great!

   Although Tyrande's body became a little weak after casting the spell, she knew that this was not the result of McDonald's whispering in her ear, it was purely out of admiration for the strong.

   Feeling the temperature from the shoulder blades and buttocks, well, it seems that a little more admiration for males is okay.

   Just as Tyrande was about to make a gorgeous turn around 'by the way' and snuggled up, McDonald twitched and fell down...

"what!"

   "McDonald's!"

   "Leader!?"

   will be the courage of the soldiers - the leader is the soul of a team.

   Everyone will always remember how handsome McDonald's "follow me" was in the face of Cthun's light cannon demonstration.

   He did it, as reliable and strong as ever.

   But just when everyone was about to enjoy the fruits of victory, McDonald fell down. Could it be that he suffered some secret injuries below? Is it life-threatening?

  The situation suddenly tightened the hearts of all the heroes, and everyone gathered around them.

McDonald's, who was enjoying the treatment of the High Priest's lap pillow, looked strange, his lower demigod muscles twitched irregularly, and his hands kept gesturing, because he had a bit of a big tongue and slurred his speech: "No...it's no big deal...with lightning... Too much, a week... can't stand... come come come..."

   "Really!?" Kalia was about to cry.

   "Are you sure you're not brave!?" Tyrande was also anxious.

  What else can McDonald's do? He can only show an embarrassed but polite smile: "Spread away...it's a shame...bah...it doesn't hurt..."

  The crowd spread out a little. Except for a few guarding against C'Thun's corpse, carefully checking the surrounding situation, and calling the elite soldiers to clean up the battlefield, everyone was still concerned about the situation of McDonald's.

  Five minutes later, I found that the product was still twitching, the situation didn't look ideal, and I didn't see anything getting worse.

   In other words, I have the strength to curse.

   When the wind sword, which looked like a dog that had lost a circle, defied gravity and flew back, everyone was startled again.

   "Bastard... dick... take away my... thunderbolt, it's fine at all."

   Fengjian buzzed, and when it was placed on McDonald's leg, it really led out dozens of Razers about the size of earthworms. After this time, the twitching of McDonald's was not so severe, and the blade of the wind sword seemed to have luster again.

   Everyone is surprised.

   Now, McDonald's seems to be fine.

"It's gone, it's gone! Everyone is busy!" In the alliance, Magni was originally the third brother, but the night elves are too strong, and they can be ranked second in terms of strength, but they are temporarily staying after the Storm Kingdom joined the alliance. third. Tyrande, the No. 3 figure in the alliance, said that most of the heroes are in high positions, or they have important tasks, and immediately dispersed.

The success of the    alliance's crusade against K Suen is naturally a celebration of the whole alliance.

   "Hooray!"

"Hahaha!"

   "C'Thun is dead."

   "The alliance is invincible!"

   The excited shouting of hundreds of thousands of Alliance soldiers could not be suppressed at all, and the sound of the sky-piercing sound shocked the tribe for a while.

   (end of this chapter)