NOVEL NEXT Stratholme God
Chapter 561 How Long Are You Going?
Chapter 561 How Long Are You Going?
What interstellar joke?
Nozdormu almost choked to death on a mouthful of old interstellar phlegm.
He is tired enough to deal with the endless chaos of time and space every day, and to deal with all kinds of strange stowaways.
McDonald opened his mouth and let him open the upper limit of strength! ?
If another person said this, he would have slapped the guy to death with one paw.
It was Macdonald who spoke—this is a human being recognized by the star soul of Azeroth and beneficial to the planet!Nozdormu couldn't do anything to him just because he and his men killed Archimonde the Destroyer by consuming only half of the elves on Mount Hyjal.This is beyond the authority granted to him by the Titans and the star soul of Azeroth.
Old Nuo is aggrieved!
This is the sorrow of the guardian (tool dragon)!
Now that the backtracking part of the War of the Ancients has collapsed, and no one has given Sargeras the final blow, maybe Old Sa will not go back.According to the time cycle theory, the current time point will either collapse, or create a time divergence point, forcibly creating another parallel world of Azeroth!
Either way, this Nozdormu cannot accept.
The former finishes the ball directly; the latter divides half of his strength!
Knowing that someone in Mai was asking for a lot of money, Nozdormu had no choice but to pay back the money.
Old Nuo said in a deep voice: "It's impossible for all the staff to be heroes! It's outrageous to have you alone!"
Macdonald smiled evilly: "Then, at least give my subordinates a green light so that they can become professional."
Nozdormu almost choked to death, and gouged out someone Mai: Sure enough!This is your real purpose!
Today's sand sculpture players, although the body template is equivalent to a 55-level guard, they do not have a professional template.The so-called career template, for example, takes a job as a [warrior], and then, like a game, you can learn new skills by finding the corresponding professional trainer.
Not every sand sculpture player can be called an elite operator.
These guys who are awesome in several worlds can figure out the rules of using power in this world and comprehend skills without using convenient career templates.
For example, those guys who were the ones who hit the Mages before, all of them were so awesome, they realized the power of the elements, and then applied magic rules like DND (Dungeons and Dragons) to shape the elements, and then threw them out, one by one. He played well.
For most sand sculpture players, they can only use basic physical abilities, such as waist and horse integration, a fake cleave and so on.It looks similar, but in fact it is more than one level worse than the power of standard skills.
McDonnell aimed at Nozdormu's weakness and forced him to submit.
Old Nuo seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and muttered for a long time before saying, "It's impossible for all staff to be professional. Your subordinates are too chaotic. But you can choose three skills corresponding to their profession."
"Three is too few, at least two dozen skills!"
If you don't fill up the skill slots from 1 to 10, and then F1 to F10, how dare you say you are a Warcraft player?I'm not even counting all the life skills and all that clutter on the side of your window.
Old Nuo was choked again, and said in a low voice, "No! There are too many! Up to five!"
"Give me more!"
The two guys, they are also well-known super bosses, haggling here like a bargaining lady in a vegetable market.
In the end, the weak Nozdormu lost.
Each player maintains a physical fitness level of 55, and after selecting a profession, he can learn 8 skills according to his corresponding level.
cough!Sand sculpture players used to be black households, so don't ask too much.
Even if only 8 skills are given, that is a great victory.Only 8 are given today, what about next time?What about next time?
Azeroth has a lot of troubles, and I am not afraid that Old Nuo will not bow his head.
After the talk, he came out of the dream space, and McDonald immediately told the sand sculpture player.
When the news spread, the system group was filled with joy.
[Cang Lei]: "Nima flat slash combo with cleave!"
[Mu Mei]: "Your dad casts a spell in zero seconds with a critical strike!"
[A pig who loves to read]: "What's wrong upstairs?"
[A Cup of Scented Tea xy]: "The second floor is right."
Regardless of how those sand sculptures celebrate, McDonald finally received a system prompt after a long absence: [Special mission (Shenhao should only prodigal happily?) Released...]
Just hearing the name of this task, McDonald felt a rush of tears streaming down his face.
Damn, it's been full of pitfalls since time travel!
I……
It's not easy!
[After the host arrives at the ancient battlefield, the host's appearance and body will be automatically corrected to match the host's identity, and the corresponding skills will be automatically mastered. 】
[In view of the fact that the task of going back to the past 1 years to guard time is completely beyond the limit that the host of this Shenhao system should undertake.The system hereby rewards the host with 1 avatars 9 years ago. If the avatars are all destroyed, this task will end automatically, and the host’s consciousness will return to the current time point safely, and an emergency escape cabin (capable of holding ten humanoid creatures) will be provided when the current time point collapses. one. 】
This gift is very spiritual.
A full set of running plans are set.
What are you waiting for?Go surfing!Go do it!
[If the task of repelling Sargeras is successfully completed, the system will reward the host with [-] million soft sister coins on Earth, and a tax payment certificate and income certificate will be attached. 】
[The host will gain some temporary physical fitness enhancements and +10 appearance value when starting out!This permanent bonus is only granted after the mission is completed. 】
Hi!People, in a lifetime, money or not is second to none. The key is to do something big enough for the world to remember.
I, McDonald, don't care about the increase in appearance!
[The host does not want this reward, the system can take it back...]
"No! Don't, I'm just talking... Cough! Since you gave everything away, I will reluctantly accept it."
snort!As long as I'm not embarrassed, the embarrassing one is the system!
When setting off to the Battle of the Ancients, Sand Sculpture players cannot accompany them.When Nozdormu heard that McDonald was willing to take the player, his scales stood up and he firmly refused.
It's over here.
When McDonald came back to his senses, he found himself paralyzed on the bed alone.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Wa Niang and the three female elves stared at him with big eyes and small eyes.
what! ?
What about the knee pillow?
cough!I am a gentleman, why would I think about those dirty things?
Mai Mou touched his nose and got up embarrassingly.
Tyrande's voice just came from outside the room: "Your Excellency Stratholme, what's the matter?"
"Let's talk first."
McDonnell briefly explained to Tyrande, and then rushed back to Stratholme City to give various orders before leaving.
This time, the girls who originally joined the [Association of Mutual Hind Legs] behaved surprisingly unanimously.
The first sentence is: "How long will it be?"
"Well, I don't know... All I know is that the guy who repaired the pot on the tribe's side failed. If I don't take action, it will collapse at this point in time."
(End of this chapter)
What interstellar joke?
Nozdormu almost choked to death on a mouthful of old interstellar phlegm.
He is tired enough to deal with the endless chaos of time and space every day, and to deal with all kinds of strange stowaways.
McDonald opened his mouth and let him open the upper limit of strength! ?
If another person said this, he would have slapped the guy to death with one paw.
It was Macdonald who spoke—this is a human being recognized by the star soul of Azeroth and beneficial to the planet!Nozdormu couldn't do anything to him just because he and his men killed Archimonde the Destroyer by consuming only half of the elves on Mount Hyjal.This is beyond the authority granted to him by the Titans and the star soul of Azeroth.
Old Nuo is aggrieved!
This is the sorrow of the guardian (tool dragon)!
Now that the backtracking part of the War of the Ancients has collapsed, and no one has given Sargeras the final blow, maybe Old Sa will not go back.According to the time cycle theory, the current time point will either collapse, or create a time divergence point, forcibly creating another parallel world of Azeroth!
Either way, this Nozdormu cannot accept.
The former finishes the ball directly; the latter divides half of his strength!
Knowing that someone in Mai was asking for a lot of money, Nozdormu had no choice but to pay back the money.
Old Nuo said in a deep voice: "It's impossible for all the staff to be heroes! It's outrageous to have you alone!"
Macdonald smiled evilly: "Then, at least give my subordinates a green light so that they can become professional."
Nozdormu almost choked to death, and gouged out someone Mai: Sure enough!This is your real purpose!
Today's sand sculpture players, although the body template is equivalent to a 55-level guard, they do not have a professional template.The so-called career template, for example, takes a job as a [warrior], and then, like a game, you can learn new skills by finding the corresponding professional trainer.
Not every sand sculpture player can be called an elite operator.
These guys who are awesome in several worlds can figure out the rules of using power in this world and comprehend skills without using convenient career templates.
For example, those guys who were the ones who hit the Mages before, all of them were so awesome, they realized the power of the elements, and then applied magic rules like DND (Dungeons and Dragons) to shape the elements, and then threw them out, one by one. He played well.
For most sand sculpture players, they can only use basic physical abilities, such as waist and horse integration, a fake cleave and so on.It looks similar, but in fact it is more than one level worse than the power of standard skills.
McDonnell aimed at Nozdormu's weakness and forced him to submit.
Old Nuo seemed to be gnashing his teeth, and muttered for a long time before saying, "It's impossible for all staff to be professional. Your subordinates are too chaotic. But you can choose three skills corresponding to their profession."
"Three is too few, at least two dozen skills!"
If you don't fill up the skill slots from 1 to 10, and then F1 to F10, how dare you say you are a Warcraft player?I'm not even counting all the life skills and all that clutter on the side of your window.
Old Nuo was choked again, and said in a low voice, "No! There are too many! Up to five!"
"Give me more!"
The two guys, they are also well-known super bosses, haggling here like a bargaining lady in a vegetable market.
In the end, the weak Nozdormu lost.
Each player maintains a physical fitness level of 55, and after selecting a profession, he can learn 8 skills according to his corresponding level.
cough!Sand sculpture players used to be black households, so don't ask too much.
Even if only 8 skills are given, that is a great victory.Only 8 are given today, what about next time?What about next time?
Azeroth has a lot of troubles, and I am not afraid that Old Nuo will not bow his head.
After the talk, he came out of the dream space, and McDonald immediately told the sand sculpture player.
When the news spread, the system group was filled with joy.
[Cang Lei]: "Nima flat slash combo with cleave!"
[Mu Mei]: "Your dad casts a spell in zero seconds with a critical strike!"
[A pig who loves to read]: "What's wrong upstairs?"
[A Cup of Scented Tea xy]: "The second floor is right."
Regardless of how those sand sculptures celebrate, McDonald finally received a system prompt after a long absence: [Special mission (Shenhao should only prodigal happily?) Released...]
Just hearing the name of this task, McDonald felt a rush of tears streaming down his face.
Damn, it's been full of pitfalls since time travel!
I……
It's not easy!
[After the host arrives at the ancient battlefield, the host's appearance and body will be automatically corrected to match the host's identity, and the corresponding skills will be automatically mastered. 】
[In view of the fact that the task of going back to the past 1 years to guard time is completely beyond the limit that the host of this Shenhao system should undertake.The system hereby rewards the host with 1 avatars 9 years ago. If the avatars are all destroyed, this task will end automatically, and the host’s consciousness will return to the current time point safely, and an emergency escape cabin (capable of holding ten humanoid creatures) will be provided when the current time point collapses. one. 】
This gift is very spiritual.
A full set of running plans are set.
What are you waiting for?Go surfing!Go do it!
[If the task of repelling Sargeras is successfully completed, the system will reward the host with [-] million soft sister coins on Earth, and a tax payment certificate and income certificate will be attached. 】
[The host will gain some temporary physical fitness enhancements and +10 appearance value when starting out!This permanent bonus is only granted after the mission is completed. 】
Hi!People, in a lifetime, money or not is second to none. The key is to do something big enough for the world to remember.
I, McDonald, don't care about the increase in appearance!
[The host does not want this reward, the system can take it back...]
"No! Don't, I'm just talking... Cough! Since you gave everything away, I will reluctantly accept it."
snort!As long as I'm not embarrassed, the embarrassing one is the system!
When setting off to the Battle of the Ancients, Sand Sculpture players cannot accompany them.When Nozdormu heard that McDonald was willing to take the player, his scales stood up and he firmly refused.
It's over here.
When McDonald came back to his senses, he found himself paralyzed on the bed alone.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Wa Niang and the three female elves stared at him with big eyes and small eyes.
what! ?
What about the knee pillow?
cough!I am a gentleman, why would I think about those dirty things?
Mai Mou touched his nose and got up embarrassingly.
Tyrande's voice just came from outside the room: "Your Excellency Stratholme, what's the matter?"
"Let's talk first."
McDonnell briefly explained to Tyrande, and then rushed back to Stratholme City to give various orders before leaving.
This time, the girls who originally joined the [Association of Mutual Hind Legs] behaved surprisingly unanimously.
The first sentence is: "How long will it be?"
"Well, I don't know... All I know is that the guy who repaired the pot on the tribe's side failed. If I don't take action, it will collapse at this point in time."
(End of this chapter)
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