Stratholme God

   Chapter 1435 Isn't it time for us to come?

   The scene where the old deer burps is very touching to Kaldorei.

   Regardless of which faction, after the War of the Ancients, the Kaldorei remained strong in Azeroth for 10,000 years, which was inseparable from the goddess Elune and the care of Cenarius.

  Without the communication from the forest king, how could the night elves have so many powerful giants, no tree people or mountain giants.

When the    great druids were saddened, they couldn't help but hope.

   Several great virtues said together: "I hope this end will make Lord Malfurion better."

The   Druid doctrine is too loose, and the druids tend to be liberal, so that there are too few great virtues with management skills.

   This time, it can be regarded as some recovery of the loss.

  Tyrande looked at McDonald, who was apologizing and kept apologizing to the Arch Druids. She was super speechless—in the eyes of others, Cenarius was too strong for McDonald to keep his hands. In her opinion, McDonald's, who is useless even with the wind sword, can never be said to "go all out". This guy must be laughing wildly in his heart, and he has never stopped that kind of thing.

   A long time ago, she had a vague feeling that McDonald's looked down on Cenarius, or that kind of contempt she didn't know the reason for.

   It’s true no matter how you look at it now.

  What made her sullen was that, even if she hadn't hinted at anything, what McDonald's did was entirely in her interest. If a childhood sweetheart who has worked well with her and is the same generation can be successfully restored, the effect within the clan is far better than the return of the Supreme Emperor Cenarius.

   I always felt like I was being eaten by McDonald's from start to finish.

   is simply confirming Tyrande's conjecture. Just when they defeated Cenarius and the other Great Druids cleaned up the rest of the Fallen, a group of people came from behind.

   "My lord! We have defeated and subdued the soul of Ursoc, the bear god, please instruct." Duchess Marland's face was filled with joy that could not be concealed.

   Behind them, the five-elf team, is the spirit of Rezan standing proudly.

   Such a big bear, half dead by the back of the neck by the Devilsaur God.

   "Good job!" McDonald's was quite happy.

  Sand sculpture players are even more excited, without it, a new mount has been unlocked.

   "Hamuir! Find a way to evacuate with Ursoc first!" McDonald's instructed.

   "Okay!" The Tauren Arch Druid nodded vigorously.

  The Cenarion Council follows the nature department, and the gods they worship are a collection of gods including all the wild gods. Because Malorne is the ancestor of the Nature School and the recognized leader of the gods of the wilderness, Ursoc is strictly his own god.

   This is more or less a consolation.

   At this moment, the number of mobs blocking the alliance on the road suddenly increased to an outrageous level.

   One after another, corroded green young dragons flew out of the red vortex. They were like locust swarms migrating collectively, and the number was overwhelming. Then came the old-fashioned satyrs, these more exaggerated numbers of horned demons huddled together on the ground, looking like a moving city wall.

  The satyrs are like marching ants in the forest, rushing towards this elite alliance commando.

   "Humph!" Lao Wu was angry, and clenched the [Ashbringer] in his hand.

   At this time, McDonald patted Lao Wu's shoulder armor: "Old man, don't worry! Maybe one day in the future, you will need to work hard, but it is definitely not today!"

   Uther wouldn't know that when Xavius ​​gathered all the combat power in his hand, it also meant that he gave up control of the surrounding nightmare space, and more entrances were opened at the same time.

"Oh?"

   is completely echoing McDonald's words, not far behind the hero group, one by one green giant portals opened like a wave of water. Naturally, the Trident troop came out of it. In addition to the old-fashioned Gundam troop, what surprised the heroes of the alliance was that a large number of 'chariots' with six mechanical legs appeared, as well as formed individual soldiers equipped with an exoskeleton system.

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!" The six mechanical legs kept flying, allowing these heavy tanks, similar in size to T-34, to ignore the rough terrain obstacles in the Emerald Nightmare.

  The twin-barreled 155mm heavy gun on the turret and the vertical launch missile tube at the rear endow the Spider with unparalleled firepower.

   And the individual exoskeleton system is even more outrageous. On the surface, this is a heavy armored flamethrower commonly used by the alliance. With jetpacks on their backs, these operators with tail flames can jump 30 meters, and when they crash into the satyr group, they also have an exaggerated shock wave group injury effect.

   This move is similar to the [Jump Cleave] of an advanced warrior professional.

   sensed the anger on that guy, obviously he was far from a fighter of this level.

   The next second, the heroes widened their eyes in surprise when they saw his individual mecha pulling out two Gatling machine guns and shooting frantically toward the front.

   Tyrande: "This is..."

  McDonald put his right index finger to his lips: "Shh! This is just a dream world, somewhat unrealistic."

   A reasonable but not very reasonable explanation!

   It is true that in the dream world, abilities beyond those of the flesh can be exerted. There is a premise that you can imagine what powerful tricks you have, and have matching spiritual support.

   As an old peasant from the feudal era, can you imagine wearing a jetpack, flying dozens of meters at a time, and using the falling shock wave to 'to **** the earth' with a tomahawk?

   These 30,000 trident soldiers are definitely supermodels!

  Ferocious and intensive firepower swept past, and the limbs of the fallen green young dragon on the opposite side fell like rain. Countless satyrs were pounded into minced meat.

  The heroes were shocked and inexplicable at first, and then everyone couldn't help but feel a little numb. It seemed that it was not the powerful fallen creatures that crashed into the gun line, but a swarm of flying targets and scarecrows.

  The ocean of fallen creatures was torn apart forcibly.

  The 30,000 elite players were stunned to create a **** passage for the hero group.

   "Holy Light! Destroy the evil! Open up a way of redemption!" Lao Wu's [Ash Messenger] once again showed his power. The dazzling golden beam of light broke through the chaotic vortex in front of him, and opened a huge passage that could accommodate five Gundams side by side.

What    revealed in front of the heroes was a ten-faced humanoid demon creature. He was five stories tall, with explosive muscles and scarlet spikes. Not only does it have a thick and long demon tail, but there are also several standard demon hooks at the shoulder blades.

   On the ground not far from him, lay a green dragon surrounded by countless red thorns and thorns.

"Yo! Xavius! Long time no see! In other words, it's only 10,000 years, how come you're disabled?" McDonald's face was full of playfulness, he glanced at Ysera next to him: "Maybe , for you, is it not the right time for us to come?"

   (end of this chapter)