Stratholme God

   Chapter 1432 Lychee firewood roast goose?

The    Alliance is full of talents, and the mortal king Varian proved that he also has the ability to kill gods by leading a single team to kill the fallen guardian Ra-den in Pandaria.

Don't look at the Stratholme heroes such as McDonald's at the core of the alliance dispatched this time, the remaining King tile, the Bronzebeard brothers, the Archmage led by Rhonin and Khadgar, Velen... a lot of heroes, which one? Is it a fuel efficient light?

   The same lineup is well-configured, capable of power consumption, both near and far.

   With this sub-group alone, it is still unknown whether N'Zoth can withstand it.

   If Xavius ​​is given enough time to completely control the demigods of the wilderness, and even control the green dragon queen Ysera, then Xavius ​​has enough confidence to destroy this over-the-top Alliance hero force to challenge him.

  I can't guarantee that by corroding these mortal heroes, we can achieve the purpose of strengthening the ancient god's side and destroying the alliance.

   But McDonald's breakthrough progress is too fast!

   Obviously there is still energy left!

After   Rezan resisted Ursoc, Xavius ​​didn't have the fifth.

  Cough!

  The original fifth - those four nightmare dragons ate something wrongly named 'dirty god', and they had diarrhea and died.

   "Cenarius! Be sure to block them! No! This is an absolute order—" Xavius' words echoed in the ears of the fallen Cenarius.

   Xavius ​​was already sweating.

Before he started, he swore to the master of N'Zoth that he would defeat Ysera and her green dragonflight, and corrupt several gods of the wilderness. If the Alliance dared to risk their lives to attack the Emerald Nightmare, he would even kill the Alliance. Packed up.

   "What if you find yourself unable to beat McDonald's? At least how long can you help me fight?"

   "Three weeks! No, at least a month!" Xavius ​​was so sure at the time.

   Now, he panicked.

   His nightmare labyrinth, which subverted the order of the Emerald Dream, could not prevent those players who were all-pervasive with mercury pouring down the ground. And the fallen leader he relies on as a barrier can't hold it at all!

   "Impossible! They can't break through Cenarius' defense!" Xavius' eyes were a little out of focus.

   Today's Xavius ​​has long lost the elegant and easy-going appearance of Queen Azshara licking dogs.

   He was at least like an elf back then, but today, 10,000 years later, he is like a Zandalari berserker. With all the muscles and tendons, how can there be traces of the high-level elf archmage back then?

   He subconsciously swept over the huge green dragon on the ground in front of him that was no longer beautiful—Ysera, the Queen of Dreams, is now just a spoil of the corruption power he borrowed from N'Zoth.

   She lay there, not quite quiet, because her huge dragon body twitched from time to time with nightmares.

  The Dragon Queen, who once ruled the entire Emerald Dream, is now caught in a terrifying continuous nightmare. She didn't even notice that the emerald green scales on her body had dimmed and began to turn dark green.

   Helpless depravity and corruption is a long process.

   The stronger the existence, the more time it takes.

   Brutally pouring into the dark power, there is a high probability that the main body will only explode and die on the spot, which is not in line with Xavius's practice of leveraging strength.

  On his own, even ten of them might not be able to withstand the current League of Heroes!

  Xavius ​​is nervous!

   McDonald's this journey can be regarded as overcoming obstacles.

   Countless evil-eyed demon trees attacked them, and poisonous vines tangled up from every angle in an attempt to slow them down.

   is useless!

   The players, the Paladins, who were charging in front of them were all shining with golden light.

   That kind of scene like a bunch of stars glowing and heating made Uther doubt his life: "They are all Paladins? How do they feel stronger than our [Silver Hand]!?"

Next to    Tirion smiled bitterly: "I don't understand either."

  Light is the power of the mind.

   It does not mean that the physique of the paladin is not strong, but that the spiritual power of holy light is strong to a certain extent, and it can be transformed back to strengthen the strength and endurance of the deity.

   In terms of absolute muscle strength, Uther is definitely no match for Kane. But Uther can use the power of holy light to hit an attack that is not much worse than Brother Niu.

   The strength of elite paladin operators, even if they are not comparable to third-rate paladins, such as Lena * Thunder Spear, is not much worse.

   It stands to reason that in the Knights of the Silver Hand, at least the captain starts.

   But this is such an elite, who is not visible outside, but is stunned in the Trident Legion.

   This made Lao Wu heartbroken: Mingzhu secretly voted!

   Here, there are operators who opened the way, and the heroes can be said to have killed Cenarius all the way without consumption.

   When seeing the fallen king of the deep forest, all the night elf heroes became sad. Hamuul even secretly wept.

  Cenarius is the founder of the Druid sect!

   Although his father is the real first brother of the wilderness demigod in history, the Lord of the Deep Forest.

   For the night elves, Cenarius is one of their two spiritual pillars. At that time, there was no Cenarius, and there was no Ysera behind the back. It is estimated that there will only be the Moon Goddess Cult in the dark spirit, and there is no Druid doctrine.

   Alas, if it weren’t for the similarity in nature, idealism would easily become monotheism instead of polytheism.

  Cenarius, covered with scarlet twisted spikes, appeared from the middle of a chaotic demon tree, and behind the messy demon forest was a huge crimson vortex, constantly rolling with the slurry of nightmares.

   Looking at the old acquaintance, Tyrande murmured in a rare way: "If Malfurion sees Cenarius like this, it will probably be very sad, right?"

   McDonnell held his forehead and thought to himself: If you don't tell me, I almost forgot that there was still a half-dead Malfurion lying flat.

  It turns out that in history, this was another love-and-kill drama about ethics. The foot boy group helped Malfurion beat his master Cenarius!

   In this life, Malfurion is not there, so I always feel that there is a little taste missing, and it feels strange.

   "Woooooo! Master!"

   "Lord Cenarius—"

   Several great druids headed by Inara Rex broke the defense collectively, and turned into a male version of the monster, and McDonald wanted to slap them.

  Sorry, they're sad, it doesn't mean the same is true for fallen Cenarius.

   Apparently the terrible Nightmare Corruption caused Cenarius to lose his mind.

   When he saw a group of great druids, the roaring shout was: "Pollution must be purified—"

   Purification?

who?

   us?

  Inara Rex looked at Cenarius, who was running on all fours, quickly killing him, his mind was blank, he forgot to dodge...

   "Be careful—" Kane was in a hurry, and he didn't care so much, he kicked the cargo away from Cenarius' charge line.

  Inara Rex kicked a dog to eat **** before realizing that he had lost his mind during the battle.

   Over there, when Lao Niu tried his best to resist Cenarius' charge, he couldn't help but let out a "Huh".

   Not because Cenarius' charge was so heavy that the old man couldn't resist it, but...it was too light.

  Kane subconsciously hit Cenarius with a backhand, but he stumbled upon Lao Sai.

what! ?

This…

   At this time, McDonald pouted at Tyrande: "What should I do? Steamed or braised? I heard that roast goose with lychee wood is delicious. If not, the wood of the tree man is also quite good."

   (end of this chapter)