Stratholme God

   Chapter 398 Victory (1 more)

  The high elves are mostly heavily controlled by their appearance. They pride themselves on being noble and beautiful. How could they accept the cruel fact that their appearance has collapsed. In fact, they who have just become undead still don't know that as long as they have enough power of death to ensure that their faces will not rot further, they can do it.

   The big deal is that the hair is all white, and the eyes are like light bulbs with blue light or something.

  You see, the two fools in history became the king of evil demons, aren't they still unruly and handsome in the vicissitudes of life?

   They were frightened by the thoroughly lichized Kel'Thuzad.

  This has become a gap in their hearts!

  To be fair, generally speaking, no one would be so ill enough to attack a big lich?

  Liches are often synonymous with taboos and terror. Who can become a lich without blood on their hands?

   Like Kel'Thuzad, he has definitely conducted a lot of terrifying magic experiments that require mosaics.

   Even if he is Senator Silvermoon, do you really think that Elder Elf is a position of bullshit?

   No matter which country, the first group of great nobles were all fought on the battlefield with their own hands.

   The old demon who has been around for thousands of years is naturally unique in spirit.

   Prior to this, the Scourge Legion never imagined that their own great lich would be mentally attacked.

   Now, it seems that the overwhelming victory is the opposite!

  The first-generation Lich King Azu felt slapped in the face.

   "Ignorant mortals! How dare you try to control my servants in vain!?"

   In the spiritual world, the filthy demon king roared loudly, and a large amount of spiritual power crossed the void and turned into the ice wind of the northern kingdom and descended on the field.

   McDonald shuddered. It's not physical cold, it's mental.

  Fortunately, he was not the only one who felt cold.

   The big lich and Azu, the king of evil demons, are even more uncomfortable.

  According to those filthy gods, they once ate the meat of Cthulhu’s eldest son in other worlds, claimed to be a disciple of Cthulhu, and drank the brain flower of the Mind Flayer.

  Don't know if C'Thun is Cthulhu's brother, you see, they all have mental pollution, they all have a lot of tentacles, and they are huge.

  Someone told McDonald's that they were brothers, and McDonald's was willing to believe it by 50%.

  Anyway, these dozen or so filthy gods were on a par with one Lich King and three Great Liches in terms of mental attack. McDonald's was convinced.

   Really compares, the Lich King is impossible to lose, to blame these sand sculptures wearing the trident badge, the shadow of the soul left by Ner'zhul is too great. They tossed Azu to death in nightmares.

When    caused Kil'jaeden to torture Azu later, Azu felt bad for shaking his M.

When    met them, Azu instinctively wondered: Is this another persecution?

  【dirty】This kind of thing is very easy to pass from person to person.

If these jokes come up and put horror movies on it, Azu will definitely support his own big lich. After all, he has seen more terrifying chickens and eggs. I am the iron-boned Lich King, so there should be nothing to be afraid of... ?

  Problem The dirty gods are not putting horror movies, but the dirty work of their old profession, which makes Ner'zhul uncomfortable, and always feels that these **** must have left hundreds of millions of hands.

right!

   The filthy gods put them in the spiritual channel, all of them are **** high elf girls in cool dresses dancing hotly.

   is accompanied by a strong scent of pink flakes and their familiar elf music, which is a sentence of soul torture.

   "You don't want a wife!"

   "Your woman was taken by a troll shark!"

   "Congratulations to your grandson on his epic green skin!"

  The elders of the high elves, who are not the ones who will live in fine clothes and jade food for a lifetime. It's good to be the undead to continue life, but they suddenly give up the status under one king and above all spirits, can they accept it?

Ner'zhul didn't want to forcefully dominate the spirit of the archliches, because mages were a profession that needed a lot of adaptability and quick thinking. Turning them into idiots who could only obey orders would lead to a decrease in combat power and retain most of the Silvermoon Senator's ego. Consciousness is king!

   Now, backlash is coming.

   Faced with the torture of the souls of the dirty gods, the councilors broke their defenses one after another.

  Women - it really affects the speed at which they draw their staff!

   The three of them seemed to have been hit by the inexorable slowdown and brain damage. Not only did the spellcasting speed slow down significantly, but also various spellcasting mistakes.

   This gives someone a chance to combine dragons!

  Three-legged continuous bans, and then Onyxia took a deep breath...

   "Call—"

   That is the flames of hell!

   That is the breath of purification!

  When Onyxia performed a series of three with the tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature [Shadow Flame], the balance of war seemed to begin to tip in the direction of the alliance.

   With Dar'kan, there are five archmage-level liches!

   Lao Taizi's subordinates are not easy to receive, and most of them are gone before they are warmed up. If he is not angry, he will be a ghost.

"McDonald's, do you think you won? What I lost here today, I will get it all back from you tomorrow!" The angry old Taizi looked quite terrifying, but his body swung away. The cold breath of death was suppressed by the exploding old Mo Yi Holy Light.

"Terenas! Your opponent is me!" Old Mograine launched a series of slashes, and the door-sized [Ashbringer] turned into a golden semicircle, and slammed down on [Frostmourne] fiercely. Old Taizi felt heartache for a while.

  【Frostmourne】is known as a two-handed great sword, which is more than one size smaller than 【Ashbringer】in size and material.

  The weapons of the same level are dead, and heavy weapons must take advantage.

   The rune sword was not yet cracked, and the wailing of the soul from the inside drove Lao Taizi to focus more on skillful play, which in turn encouraged Mograine's momentum.

   Terenas was the sword **** of Lordaeron when he was young. As the monarch of a country, how many chances did he have to fight in person in peacetime?

   Who dares to really kill his own king?

   On the other hand, Alexandros Mograine is in his prime, and he has been fighting on the frontline recently, and his martial arts have long been perfected.

   is the so-called shame thrown to Northrend!

   Seeing Lao Taizi being suppressed by a younger Lao Mo from thousands of miles away, Ner'zhul was even more upset, and muttered in his heart: "If only I could choose Arthas' body."

  Azu's most greedy body is that of an idiot!

   It’s a pity that there is no chance!

   Just when Onyxia performed brilliantly and killed four big liches in one go, the heroes of the alliance also achieved results.

   "Drink!" Facing the swarm of rancid swarms, Uther's whole body was full of brilliance, and the dazzling golden light directly burned these dark bugs that lived in the darkness and were summoned on the spot.

   An exaggerated jump chop that was not a Paladin, Lao Wu jumped five meters away and slammed it down with a hammer.

  The Dread Lord Mal'Ganis hurriedly dodged, but a left arm was smashed into black minced meat on the spot, along with the left shoulder to the left chest, and the place the size of the basin was dented. If he wasn't a three-meter-tall demon creature, he'd already have a braid.

   Woohoo, stop talking. My update time is random. But generally, it is necessary to clean up in the morning, not to mention, the fastest update is at noon.

   Then I look at the situation at night, I have recently fallen, and I usually update at one or two in the morning.

   So according to my concept, the updates before going to bed at night are counted as the day before.

   I will gradually adjust the update time and try to be as sunny as possible.

   Recently, the so-called three shifts are actually written before going to bed, and I always feel that something is wrong, and I can’t press them. I'll post it again at noon.

   Well, this is the truth of the matter, please don't hit me...

   (end of this chapter)