NOVEL NEXT Stratholme God
Chapter 594 Full Preparation
Chapter 594 Full Preparation
Of course [Starfall] is not unlimited!
First of all, Elune explained that this right to use will be under the right to use by her own high priest or a designated priest.Calculated in the future, only when Tyrande and Shandris stop playing, will McDonald have the chance to play.
The second is that the goddess must have spirit.
Mobilizing the meteorite fragments in the synchronous orbit of the planet Azeroth is not a small consumption for a true god.If Elune's condition is not good, his divine power has declined, and he can't do anything, then there's nothing he can do.
But what more could McDonald ask for?
Handsome is over!
Of course, he didn't think he had any chance of using this trick.
Once time travels back to the normal time point, the mobs can be dealt with by cannons, and the bosses will naturally be dealt with by the golden paladin Lao Wu and others.
On the other hand, Elune owed him a favor.
As a true god who continues to manifest, Elune has no bad records in history.It wasn't until Tyrande couldn't deal with the tribe and was forced to transform into the Moon Night God of War that Elune lost contact inexplicably. Most of the time, she was relatively reliable.
"Okay! I'll do my best!" McDonnell didn't say anything, the benefits were enough, so he naturally didn't mind taking money to do things.
McDonald agreed, and Elune was obviously relieved: "It's all up to you."
What happened next surprised everyone.
"Goddess Elune and His Majesty Nozdormu have very important things for me to do, and I want to leave the front line for a while." When McDonald announced at the military meeting, it immediately caused a commotion among all the participants.
"What's the matter? Is it more important than winning this war?" The nobles were the first to quit.
joke!
Hawk * Xingchen is their only life-saving straw. Who can bear this kind of juncture to leave the front line?
McDonald slapped the table unceremoniously: "I just want to win this war! You have no right to know my specific actions!"
"Ah! Even as Earl of XX..."
"Yes! You are not qualified!" McDonald didn't give that guy any face. He looked around with tiger eyes, eyes full of domineering and majestic superiors, staring until no other Kadorei dared to look at him.
On the contrary, some big shots vaguely guessed what McDonald was going to do.
McDonnell didn't care about it, and called his name directly: "Garrod* Shadowsong! When I'm away, you will take over as the commander-in-chief."
"Huh? Me?" Jarod was stunned.
"Yes! Now is the moment of life and death for the whole world. Since you have proved your ability to command the multi-racial legion with your outstanding performance. I don't need to take the risk of handing over the military power to other commanders." McDonald said with indifference In a tone of voice, he stuffed a commander's scepter that was equivalent to a soldier talisman into Jarod's arms.
"for this I……"
"For the common people! You must accept!"
"Okay! I'm ashamed to accept it!" Garrod bowed deeply to McDonald.
After letting the unqualified guys retire, leaving only a group of wilderness demigods and representatives of the Dragon Clan, McDonald said that he made up, no, it was the conclusion he drew from restoring history.
"Forcing a frontal charge is useless! The Burning Legion has endless reinforcements. In other words, the demon troops we see now are just the tip of the iceberg of the opponent's total strength. We must destroy the portal in Azshara City as soon as possible."
Cenarius frowned: "Is there a chance?"
"It didn't exist before, but now it does."
"What is it?" Malfurion's eyes lit up.
"A group of Highborne, headed by the Queen's Counselor Harveys, is being forced by Sargeras to become an ugly satyr. Everyone knows that the Highborne are a group of arrogant guys. Although they pursue the ultimate in magical power, At the same time, I will not give up my pursuit of aesthetics, and become such an ugly monster, there will always be guys who can't bear it."
McDonnell continues to bullshit, or spoil, history as he knows it.
However, what he said was well-founded and convinced everyone.
It's not everyone's wish for a beautiful elf to suddenly turn into a furry, savage and ugly goat-headed demon satyr.
"Are you sure?" Malfurion asked nervously.
"There has never been a battle that is sure to win, we can only gamble." McDonald continued to flicker.
"That shouldn't be you, the general leader of the rebel army!" Malfurion also wanted McDonald to make a move, and he also had to fulfill his duty of admonition as a younger brother.
McDonald glanced nonchalantly: "The other party will not believe you, because you are not an aristocrat!"
These words stuck Malfurion to death.
Similarly, what emerged in everyone's minds was naturally the appearance of a powerful high-elf noble archmage who had to betray Queen Azshara due to reality.The other party was very timid, and refused to agree to anything when he didn't see the big boss of the rebel army.
Yes, McDonnell arranged for Dath'Remar* Sunstrider in advance.
The only thing he didn't do was to give out Master Kai's name.There are tens of thousands of high-level elf nobles, and the weight is close to four digits. Even if someone confesses that Macdonald has contacted a high-level elf noble, Queen Azshara will never guess it.
At that time, when Master Kai dances as a loyal minister, it will be a perfect match.
McDonald praised his wit.
"You can't just go and take risks alone, can you?" This time, it was Luo Ning who unexpectedly proposed it.
"Yes! You need guards!" Maiev stood up first without hesitation, followed by Malfurion.
Seeing the unity of purpose, McDonald had a feeling that it was difficult to refute.
He simply followed suit: "Okay, Ms. Shadowsong, Mister Luo Ning, Your Excellency Stormrage, you three come with me. There is no need for more. The other party is not capable of bringing too many people in."
Fortunately, this is an era of advocating heroes, and there are no stinky rules that big bosses must sit in the rear.
When McDonnell bit him to death, this was not Elune's instruction. After instructing him to find an opportunity and arrange a backup, the coalition bosses who were suffering from being unable to break through the frontal battlefield followed suit.
After a little preparation, the four of them pretended to be messengers to contact the rear, and secretly left the barracks.
When the door closed behind her, Maiev asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Hide your equipment in a storage bag first, and then make a look that you have been beaten by an Eredar wizard, and enter Azshara City as a prisoner." McDonald said leisurely.
"What about you?"
"Me?" Macdonald smiled mysteriously, "Of course I'm pretending to be an Eredar wizard."
Right in front of the three heroes, McDonald took out a pair of obviously custom-made alloy anti-feet, put them on his own feet, which looked like he was walking on stilts, and then put on a pair of Ai Rui, which was very high-grade at first glance. Da mage robe, and finally put on a very delicate silicone demon mask.
The point is, I don't know what McDonnell did, and the unique evil energy of Eredar wizards rose all over his body.
The boys were shocked.
(End of this chapter)
Of course [Starfall] is not unlimited!
First of all, Elune explained that this right to use will be under the right to use by her own high priest or a designated priest.Calculated in the future, only when Tyrande and Shandris stop playing, will McDonald have the chance to play.
The second is that the goddess must have spirit.
Mobilizing the meteorite fragments in the synchronous orbit of the planet Azeroth is not a small consumption for a true god.If Elune's condition is not good, his divine power has declined, and he can't do anything, then there's nothing he can do.
But what more could McDonald ask for?
Handsome is over!
Of course, he didn't think he had any chance of using this trick.
Once time travels back to the normal time point, the mobs can be dealt with by cannons, and the bosses will naturally be dealt with by the golden paladin Lao Wu and others.
On the other hand, Elune owed him a favor.
As a true god who continues to manifest, Elune has no bad records in history.It wasn't until Tyrande couldn't deal with the tribe and was forced to transform into the Moon Night God of War that Elune lost contact inexplicably. Most of the time, she was relatively reliable.
"Okay! I'll do my best!" McDonnell didn't say anything, the benefits were enough, so he naturally didn't mind taking money to do things.
McDonald agreed, and Elune was obviously relieved: "It's all up to you."
What happened next surprised everyone.
"Goddess Elune and His Majesty Nozdormu have very important things for me to do, and I want to leave the front line for a while." When McDonald announced at the military meeting, it immediately caused a commotion among all the participants.
"What's the matter? Is it more important than winning this war?" The nobles were the first to quit.
joke!
Hawk * Xingchen is their only life-saving straw. Who can bear this kind of juncture to leave the front line?
McDonald slapped the table unceremoniously: "I just want to win this war! You have no right to know my specific actions!"
"Ah! Even as Earl of XX..."
"Yes! You are not qualified!" McDonald didn't give that guy any face. He looked around with tiger eyes, eyes full of domineering and majestic superiors, staring until no other Kadorei dared to look at him.
On the contrary, some big shots vaguely guessed what McDonald was going to do.
McDonnell didn't care about it, and called his name directly: "Garrod* Shadowsong! When I'm away, you will take over as the commander-in-chief."
"Huh? Me?" Jarod was stunned.
"Yes! Now is the moment of life and death for the whole world. Since you have proved your ability to command the multi-racial legion with your outstanding performance. I don't need to take the risk of handing over the military power to other commanders." McDonald said with indifference In a tone of voice, he stuffed a commander's scepter that was equivalent to a soldier talisman into Jarod's arms.
"for this I……"
"For the common people! You must accept!"
"Okay! I'm ashamed to accept it!" Garrod bowed deeply to McDonald.
After letting the unqualified guys retire, leaving only a group of wilderness demigods and representatives of the Dragon Clan, McDonald said that he made up, no, it was the conclusion he drew from restoring history.
"Forcing a frontal charge is useless! The Burning Legion has endless reinforcements. In other words, the demon troops we see now are just the tip of the iceberg of the opponent's total strength. We must destroy the portal in Azshara City as soon as possible."
Cenarius frowned: "Is there a chance?"
"It didn't exist before, but now it does."
"What is it?" Malfurion's eyes lit up.
"A group of Highborne, headed by the Queen's Counselor Harveys, is being forced by Sargeras to become an ugly satyr. Everyone knows that the Highborne are a group of arrogant guys. Although they pursue the ultimate in magical power, At the same time, I will not give up my pursuit of aesthetics, and become such an ugly monster, there will always be guys who can't bear it."
McDonnell continues to bullshit, or spoil, history as he knows it.
However, what he said was well-founded and convinced everyone.
It's not everyone's wish for a beautiful elf to suddenly turn into a furry, savage and ugly goat-headed demon satyr.
"Are you sure?" Malfurion asked nervously.
"There has never been a battle that is sure to win, we can only gamble." McDonald continued to flicker.
"That shouldn't be you, the general leader of the rebel army!" Malfurion also wanted McDonald to make a move, and he also had to fulfill his duty of admonition as a younger brother.
McDonald glanced nonchalantly: "The other party will not believe you, because you are not an aristocrat!"
These words stuck Malfurion to death.
Similarly, what emerged in everyone's minds was naturally the appearance of a powerful high-elf noble archmage who had to betray Queen Azshara due to reality.The other party was very timid, and refused to agree to anything when he didn't see the big boss of the rebel army.
Yes, McDonnell arranged for Dath'Remar* Sunstrider in advance.
The only thing he didn't do was to give out Master Kai's name.There are tens of thousands of high-level elf nobles, and the weight is close to four digits. Even if someone confesses that Macdonald has contacted a high-level elf noble, Queen Azshara will never guess it.
At that time, when Master Kai dances as a loyal minister, it will be a perfect match.
McDonald praised his wit.
"You can't just go and take risks alone, can you?" This time, it was Luo Ning who unexpectedly proposed it.
"Yes! You need guards!" Maiev stood up first without hesitation, followed by Malfurion.
Seeing the unity of purpose, McDonald had a feeling that it was difficult to refute.
He simply followed suit: "Okay, Ms. Shadowsong, Mister Luo Ning, Your Excellency Stormrage, you three come with me. There is no need for more. The other party is not capable of bringing too many people in."
Fortunately, this is an era of advocating heroes, and there are no stinky rules that big bosses must sit in the rear.
When McDonnell bit him to death, this was not Elune's instruction. After instructing him to find an opportunity and arrange a backup, the coalition bosses who were suffering from being unable to break through the frontal battlefield followed suit.
After a little preparation, the four of them pretended to be messengers to contact the rear, and secretly left the barracks.
When the door closed behind her, Maiev asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Hide your equipment in a storage bag first, and then make a look that you have been beaten by an Eredar wizard, and enter Azshara City as a prisoner." McDonald said leisurely.
"What about you?"
"Me?" Macdonald smiled mysteriously, "Of course I'm pretending to be an Eredar wizard."
Right in front of the three heroes, McDonald took out a pair of obviously custom-made alloy anti-feet, put them on his own feet, which looked like he was walking on stilts, and then put on a pair of Ai Rui, which was very high-grade at first glance. Da mage robe, and finally put on a very delicate silicone demon mask.
The point is, I don't know what McDonnell did, and the unique evil energy of Eredar wizards rose all over his body.
The boys were shocked.
(End of this chapter)
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