Stratholme God

   Chapter 782 ptsd (1 more) (seeking monthly pass)

   Those are countless, big and small ferocious eyeballs.

  Each vertical pupil is looking in the same direction!

   The terrifying mind whipped over, stimulating the mind, constantly evoking the unbearable images one by one.

   The beacon fires continued, and the injured compatriots fell in a pool of blood and wailed.

  Death is destroying the forest that has not changed for three thousand years.

   "Boom!"

  Lightning streaks across the night sky, as if cutting through the torrential rain at that moment.

"what!"

   Alleria woke up in a nightmare and sat up abruptly. C'Thun's fierce and expressive pupils seemed to remain on her retinas.

   It was only then that she realized that her pajamas were soaked with trembling sweat again.

   "Wen..." Calling his sister habitually, he turned his head to realize that he hadn't slept with his two sisters more than a hundred years ago.

  On the bedside, there is only one [Lightning Strong Bow].

   touched the sweat-soaked blond hair on his forehead, Alleria fell into a daze again: "What happened to me? Didn't we kill C'Thun?"

   It's been seven days since the Old God kill event worth showing off across the league.

  Although the temple of Ahn'Qiraj has not been completely cleaned, the flying fortress of the undead is still wandering here, which does not prevent a positive atmosphere permeating the alliance.

   It was at this point that Alleria discovered that she had never been so weak.

  Heroes are always praised, recognized as omnipotent by bards and people, and always have a fearless heart. But behind the excessively positive portrayal of heroes, how many people know that heroes can die, get hurt, and feel sad and sad?

   Alleria thought that she had seen the most disgusting things in the world, such as the hatred of the undead, and the stitched dragon beast of the Blackwing Nest. This time, when I went to Ahn'Qiraj, C'Thun's appearance broke through the lower limit of her perception, especially when she was "accidentally" swallowed by a giant tentacle.

   At that moment, she really thought she was finished.

   Nearly alive.

  In desperation, McDonald's came in.

   Although embarrassed and shy, it feels so good to feel as if you are alive again.

   She didn't expect that after she came back, she had a rare vacation, and instead fell into a state of fear that even she felt a little inexplicable in loneliness.

   Maybe this is the remnant of the ancient gods.

   I really want to discuss it with my two younger sisters, no, it should be said that I heard comforting words from my younger sisters.

   She suddenly smiled bitterly: "They're at McDonald's!"

She didn't know why, but she fluttered out of the bedroom in a trance, wandering in the corridors of the castle like a lone ghost, ignoring the strange gaze of the guarded female knight, and finally met Valeera's strange gaze. .

   "Valera? No, I just want to stay as close as possible to my sister."

   Valeera nodded without making a sound, disappearing into the shadows of the Macdonald's parlor.

   Alleria sat by the door, curled up her long legs, curled up into a ball, and rested her head on her thighs.

   Time passed by like that.

  Without any warning, the door creaked open.

   As soon as McDonald, who couldn't sleep, came out, he was surprised to see Alleria squatting at the door of his bedroom.

   "This... Alleria, you..."

   I don't know if she was drowsy or a little dazed, Alleria glanced at McDonald's, and seemed to see the air again.

"Tell me, Lord Stratholme, I want to meet my two sisters. I'll have a chat. I'm... a little scared. Uh, am I very useless. I've been a ranger general for three thousand years, but I'm afraid of one in the end. A monster. Isn't it just... an ancient god?"

   She said while her eyes blurred, her body trembling slightly.

   McDonald's, who had just regained control of his body, originally wanted to come out to breathe, but he didn't expect to see such a fragile side of Alleria, and he couldn't help being dumbfounded.

  The eldest sister of the Windrunner's family has always given people the feeling of being mature and stable, and she has the aura that the sky is falling.

  It’s just that, this is the fate of big brother and big sister. You are the biggest, you should set an example, and you should take all the troubles of your younger siblings.

   But when you can't bear it, who should you tell your sorrow?

   Alas, when you see your sister, you have to report it. Who invented this **** system?

   McDonnell suddenly felt pity in his heart, and went up to a princess to hug him: "Idiot, they are your sisters who love you the most, how could I stop you?"

   Entered, and gently placed the three Windrunner sisters together. The three jade men definitely had telepathy, even though they were all confused, they were entangled in a few times, with sweet smiles on their faces, and they fell asleep.

   McDonald sat next to him and scratched his head: "Afraid of Ke Suen? Could this be ptsd? It's a bit troublesome!"

  PTSD is an acronym for Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Mainly because the stimulation in life is more serious, resulting in stress disorders, such as threatening or catastrophic psychological trauma, and mental disorders, such as increased alertness, nightmares, and persistent avoidance of certain life events. an environment.

   Seeing the ghost of C'Thun in reality is 10,000 times more terrifying than the one seen in the game. "World of Warcraft" games tend to be cartoon-like, and the real ones, such as "Resident Evil 8 Tuner", are quite realistic, breaking the limit of many players.

   It's normal to meet Xiao Ke, even if there is a psychological trauma.

   This matter cannot be forced, I really can’t bear it, and it is not unacceptable for Alleria to retire to become an archery instructor.

   After all, the situation is much better than the original alliance of the same period in history, and the few heroes can make do with it.

   "Alas!" McDonald sighed.

   Lying for seven days, he was miserable.

   After experiencing social death, thunder and lightning kept running around in his body, so that he hardly had a rest for seven days.

   Fortunately, his body is now a hero template, otherwise it is not uncommon for him to die suddenly if he does not sleep for seven days.

When    killed C'Thun, the system settled a lot of things, and he didn't have time to look at it.

   sent back to settle down, but at first Kalia, Sylvanas and Veresa took good care of him.

   After the odious Queen Xi accidentally discovered the magic of the human-powered electric motor, she was out of control.

  On weekdays, a man who is in charge of every day has no time for Li Wanji.

   Taking advantage of McDonald's being unable to resist, Sylvanas had a queen's addiction.

   As a result, McDonald was even more tired.

   Originally thinking of making a seat for the three sisters to reunite, he ran to sleep on the sofa by himself, but as soon as he stepped on his legs, the Sandman attacked, and McDonald fell down and fell unconscious.

   "Men are so hard!" These were the last words he said to himself before he lost consciousness.

   (end of this chapter)