Stratholme God

   Chapter 919 Hair color is wrong

   When Gruul screamed and jumped away from her...

   "Master—" Onyxia's master shouted with sincerity and a moving vibrato.

  If this is singing, it must be a song full of emotion and no skill.

   "Hehe! I won't let this monster kill my mount!" MacDonald stood on the dragon's belly and issued a declaration of defending ownership.

   Outsiders feel weird when they hear it.

   But Onyxia doesn't think so! The little dragon was so moved that she cried on the spot.

  McDonald's made Prince Sunderland break out, and there was no follow-up.

   As we all know, Prince Sunderland is a fast guy, only the first blow is the strongest, staying power, ahem, that's the same thing.

   It doesn't matter.

   There are always some bosses, MT is just a tool, and the players who are responsible for interrupting the boss's skills are the winners.

What    McDonald's did was interrupt.

   A thousand-year-old kill flew Gruul, which also ruined Gruul's last chance to escape.

  Gruul is an existence with peculiar power. As a giant of the earth, he can absorb the power of the earth infinitely for [growth].

   Really prolongs the battle, and I don't know how this guy will grow.

  The black dragon who challenged Gruul in the past is like this. Once he can't break the defense and provide a short-term high output, he will often be dragged to death by the more and more powerful Gruul.

  However, when you are the League Hero Group, you have so many artifacts and so many archmages for nothing?

  When the three saints of silver and silver were killed, when the brilliance of the artifact flashed continuously, and when the big fireball was desperately smashing up like no money, the life of the dignified king of the dignified Geron [Dragon Slayer] Gruul quickly came to an end.

Before    was about to fall, he kept staring at Onyxia who flew 500 meters away, and roared in Goron.

   These words don’t need translation, it’s just—you don’t talk about martial arts, so you asked for help.

It doesn't matter how loud you roar, the key is that Gruul's dying howl, God he meows, the N-story-high Princess Heilong shuddered, and turned back into a human form on the spot, like an eagle catching the chick in the chick, running fast When he got behind McDonald's, he clearly hid in the master's bed with his own mount, and he didn't come out if he couldn't say it.

   That shivering look hiding behind McDonald's... Really embarrassing the Black Dragon Legion.

   McDonald: "..."

  Introduction, your compatriots who are still hanging on the thorns of Blade's Edge Mountain will feel dead when they see you!

   This style of painting is very inconsistent!

   Gruul is dead!

   He didn't carry the things he accumulated from killing mortals in the past. It doesn't matter, he ransacked his home or something. The League of Legends said that we are all familiar with each other.

   The fall of the King of Golon, who has ruled the three-acre field in Outland for an unknown number of years, is more like the end of an era.

   You must know that back then, the Houda clan became famous precisely because they dared to chop Golong and cultivated the skills of jumping and chopping.

The   Alliance hacked to death the King of Grom, which was even more shocking to the orcs.

   "Uther, please cut off Gruul's head, I will send someone to hang his head at the passage between Blade's Edge Mountain and Zangarmarsh."

   Uther just nodded, but before answering, Onyxia jumped out and turned into a dragon again: "Master! I know this one! I'll come! I'll come!"

   MacDonald glanced at her sideways, his eyes seemed to pass through the dragon scales and skins on her chest, and kept seeing through her heart, making her feel a little hairy.

   Finally, McDonald nodded: "Yes!"

   The next thing is a bit brutal. Even with the sharp teeth of the dragon family, it is not so easy to bite off the neck of a creature equivalent to a demigod, a half-stone, and a half-giant.

   Onyxia took a full fifteen minutes before she gnawed Gruul's head off her neck relatively intact.

   McDonald knew that this was the cost of her acting like her own black dragon brother.

   This little thought, he can tolerate it.

   The crusade against Gruul is not over yet.

  Gron is the wise beast of the dominant ogre. Even if Gruul is killed, there are still a bunch of ogres watching the door in his lair. There is also an overlord Mogar and his four ogre councilors.

  Anyway, the rough ogre is still playing with the council. It's so showy, McDonald's can't stand it.

   As for taking care of King Mogar, we don't need McDonald's to do it himself.

   "Kael'thas! It's all the way to Void Storm, and the Northern Road Army will ask you."

   Kaizi was very excited and bowed deeply towards McDonald: "I will definitely live up to my lord's trust."

Kai Zi will form a small 15-person hero group with his advisor, the seconded Solanlian and Calpurnia, two great astrologists, as well as Tirion, Saidan, and seven or eight second-tier heroes. Lead the elite of the Stratholme Federation on a northern expedition.

   As for the southern route, there is Alsace, and McDonald's is very relieved.

  McDonald then turned back to Zangarmarsh, enjoying the cool wind and water, and continuing to monitor the movements of the tribal army.

   Before Arthas conquered the Auchindoun Labyrinth in Terokkar Forest, MacDonald did not consider storming Shadowmoon Valley, the most southeastern tip of Outland.

   Yes, but not necessary.

At this moment, Shadowmoon Valley is still a pot of porridge: Illidan and his younger brother are still clinging to the Dark Temple, waiting for his elite demon hunters to return news; the dead ghost Ner'zhul's Shadowmoon clan is still dancing; with this At the same time, a large number of demons gathered together and continued to find ways to trouble Illidan.

  Until there is no new news, there is no need for MacDonald to help Illidan solve the demon army in Shadowmoon Valley so quickly.

   Let the bullets fly for a while.

  Life becomes more comfortable all of a sudden.

   McDonald's had nothing to do. He sat in the newly built Alliance Advancement Base near the ruins of the Twin Towers, built his own mobile villa on a big mushroom, and watched the orcs step on the mines every day.

   "Hehe! [Orcs must die] This game is really fun."

   McDonald went back to his desk and stretched out his feet. Naturally, something mysterious happened.

  I don't know why, but Liadrin recently followed Queen Xi and was addicted to drilling under the table, so that McDonald's desk had to put a baffle on the outside side.

  Oh, just being so careless, losing things every day, throwing documents under the desk with a shake of your hand, and digging in and picking them up for a long time?

   At this time, even checking the condition of the vertical grip is enough.

  Hi, don't say it, the vertical grip has its own ideas.

   "Hi--knocked." McDonald frowned on the spot.

  Beginners can be forgiven for not being so proficient in gun maintenance.

   But this feels weird, the maintenance procedure of gun parts is a bit wrong.

   glanced, almost scared McDonald's to death.

   Here comes the question, Sylvanas has blonde hair and Liadrin has orange red hair, so who will tell me who the black hair is?

   (end of this chapter)