Stratholme God

   Chapter 847 There can only be one God of War in this world (3 more)

   There was a little episode just now. When McDonald shouted "Lie down", the scene can be said to be the Eight Immortals crossing the sea each showing their magical powers, and the front-line hero's response was the most accurate. Often the second- and third-tier heroes, especially those who are new to the group, are prone to mess up.

   Although it was a false alarm, everyone's reaction undoubtedly made the companions add or subtract points to it.

  Ronin is kind, his shield is a bit too taken for granted.

  The shield is too big, and most of them can't cover so many people.

On the contrary, McDonald's operation was a bit arrogant. I saw him stretch out his hand and swipe, and a translucent air curtain wall of 50 to 60 square meters immediately preceded Ronin's shield and appeared diagonally in front of the heroines. overhead.

   Hearing the sound of a continuous burst of rubble shattering, everyone realized that this was the rubble caused by the turbulence rolled up when the shells flew diagonally.

  The ability of the Lord of the Wind is a bit overkill here.

   However, a feeling called peace of mind permeates the hearts of the heroines...

  Since there was nothing serious, when Magni kicked off again, everyone stayed far away.

   After some frantic bombing, it was basically certain that there were no enemies in the first two areas of the structural area. Before Anubrekan and other three bosses were blocked here, they couldn't stand the endless bombardment!

   They can rely on the boss template to not take much damage, not the small beetle produced by the big beetle, not the poisonous ooze monster of Grobrus, and its plague breath.

   Without these, their combat power is greatly reduced.

   Although their intelligence is not high, they can still make appropriate judgments - let!

  Anyway, the old Glass has already burped.

  Its site, let it go!

   McDonald's waved his hand, and immediately the trident's teasers shouted and sent it away, Abu, it's time to open the way.

   Once inside, there was another burst of bombardment.

  After all, the actual construction area is quite large, and there is no pressure for medium tanks to drive in. Then... the sand sculpture player moved Katyusha in.

   "Susu Susu!"

   Most of the halls are less than 300 meters in length and width. In such a narrow space, you can just play Katyusha. Visually, you will blow yourself up if you lose it.

   There was a rain of debris on the roofs of the halls in the tectonic area. Countless building fragments fell one after another, and a layer was spread on the ground. Even the poisonous green slurry that overflowed to the ground and was extremely disgusting was also covered.

   A fire-breathing tank was used, and finally the bulldozer helped fill the soil. These guys pushed it almost all the way.

   In the end, only a few elite-level abominations with extremely tenacious vitality can resist the pace of the trident a little.

   "Alas! I don't know when our country can cultivate such elites." King Wa sighed with emotion.

   "There is a chance." Gene smiled.

Next to   , Uther used the old rules to put the [Ashbringer] on the floor, making a very unreasonable wide-area [Dedication], and the golden light immediately became clear.

  Uther's beard twitched as he spoke: "Thanks to Trident's cooperation, I'm less stressed."

   "No thanks, Lao Wu, come and sign your name!" A group of sand sculptures rushed up, holding up the signature board, and everyone was a groupie.

   "This... come to me after the war." Lao Wu tried his best to satisfy requests that were not excessive.

only……

   "Okay! I want a thousand copies!"

   "I want 10,000 copies!"

   Lao Wu suddenly wanted to hit someone.

   Along the way, there were no surprises or surprises. For the unknown front, Magni continued to use Gustav shells to open the way.

   So much so that sand sculpture players have become poems in seven steps.

  [Ding Dong is a ⑨]: "There are no roads in the world. Gustav used it a lot, and there is a place for aunties to dance in the square."

  The sand sculptures frantically complained: "Who dares to come to this holy place of bones to dance square dance? Isn't that Lao Taizi's mother?"

   This is a bit of a shock.

The    Alliance army pushed all the way to a huge indoor square, and then saw the [New * Construction Zone Sanbao]!

Looking at it from a distance, Patchwick and Grobrus, who are seven or eight stories tall, are quite oppressive, and everyone can't ignore it. spider).

   "As planned?" Magni asked.

   "Hmm." McDonald nodded.

  Three bosses, normally, the one with the greatest threat must be killed first.

   There is no need to choose, it must be the ‘God of War’ Patchwick.

Unlike any sluggish, dumbfounded undead creature, Patchwick can use his infinite power to unleash multiple powerful attacks in an instant, shattering any enemy who dares to face him - in his eyes, you are nothing but a Just a little meatball to play with!

  This super huge hatred can definitely be a hero in seconds.

   Super high attack speed, crazy attack power, even if it is an MT, it is common for a knife to leave blood and skin.

   Judging from the screen I saw when monitoring the tribal battle, this guy is as crazy as in the game.

   Little Saurfang was killed by him.

   Here comes the question. Except for Magni, who is descended from the gods, there is not necessarily any MT in the league that can easily beat him.

  Pachiwick's health bar is the longest among the three bosses.

   I hate this thing. It has been the default meat shield in the Scourge from the beginning of its design. Except for no long-range attack and bad brains, this thing is the most disgusting soldier.

   It's unrealistic to find a way to blow up Patchwick in one go.

   Even considering that this guy might go into a frenzy after playing for a long time, he shouldn't be the first to deal with him.

  The nerubian lord Anubrekan is also not suitable for quick kills. This guy will burrow into the ground, it will run underground, and no one can do anything about it except the dwarf.

  Only Grobulus is left. It is also a stitch monster. Patchwick took the physical route, while this guy took the biochemical route, with various plague toxins.

  Unfortunately, Utherten beat it.

  's huge body gave Groblous no evasion ability, nor did he escape the ground.

   If you don't second him, who else?

  The damage of the League of Legends is definitely enough, but the whole key lies in the one who dragged Patchwick...

   This terrifying abomination leader had a lot of green flesh on his body, like a patch on the part that was damaged by the battle, and at a glance, it was known that they were the thousands of tribal commanders.

   If these quasi-heroes can overcome this hurdle, they may become the backbone of the new generation of the tribe.

  Unfortunately, there is nothing in the world.

   The high priest of the goddess always has an inexplicable sense of evil.

   Tyrande could feel the power and evil of Patchwick, and she couldn't help but sweat for McDonald: "McDonald, don't force yourself."

   McDonald laughed.

   The thunder light swayed by the two swords of the divine weapon lingered around him, the thunder snake danced at his fingertips, and the dragon scale cloak behind him danced wildly due to the gust of wind he swayed.

   His confident smile was imprinted on the heroine's heart.

   "There can only be one God of War in the world!"

   (end of this chapter)