The difficulty for mortals to snatch food from the tiger's mouth is unimaginably high.
How much more in the mouth of the ancient god?
When sending out a rescue team or something, it's often easy for the Calabash Boys to save Grandpa and send them off one by one.
In many rescue operations in history, ten people were rescued, one was rescued, and most of the rescue team was lost.
But McDonald's had a moment of trance and threw the dirty god into it. This really doesn't count as buy one, get two free.
First of all, the dirty god will not really die.
Second, the dirty god paste is called "the dog ignores the dog in the ancient god world". It is a thing that dogs will not eat. Is there any guarantee that a miracle will really happen?
Third, sacrificing the dirty god will increase morale for your own side!
Isn’t this?
Seeing McDonald's decisive betrayal of his people, the heroes were stunned for a moment, and then all their own mecha pilots burst into laughter.
[Tianyu Zhengze]: "Hahaha! The dirty god pollutes Yogg-Saron!"
A bunch of people laughed wildly, which was undoubtedly devastating to the atmosphere of the duel.
The ghosts and beasts are here, and the movements of the remaining sixty-odd mechas suddenly accelerated, and all their movements were gorgeous and fast. Whether they were dodging and maneuvering or seizing the fleeting opportunity to counterattack, they were stunned to deal with the immortal guardian.
It has a handy taste.
The filthy god is on the streets, and the elite operators are exploding. Such outrageous things can only happen in Trident.
Here, Tyrande was in despair. Ever since she failed to react immediately and use the power of the goddess to resist Yogg-Saron from sucking her into her mouth, her heart sank to the deepest part of the endless sea, cold and cold.
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It’s true that the night elves have joined the Alliance, but looking around, have they ever had a true die-hard ally?
If it were not for the fight against the Burning Legion, the proud night elves would not even join the Alliance.
Different races, different folk customs, and different beliefs are all kinds of barriers that make them always incompatible with several mainstream races in the alliance.
In the past, it felt like Macdonken's Stratholme was kneeling down to lick the dark elves. With the fall of Nordrassil and the loss of immortality, the night elves now have to rely more on the support of the Alliance.
After Macdonken refused to marry Tyrande under the auspices of Elune, the path to getting closer on a personal level was blocked again.
Tyrande is now on the verge of death, and she doesn't even expect anyone to save her.
This is the mouth of the ancient evil god!
Calling for help is instinctive at best.
Little did they know that after receiving the direct connection from Elune's divine voice, McDonald actually threw in two dirty gods.
What is this operation?
The two dirty gods didn't seem to notice the fangs of the ancient gods piercing from all directions. Instead, they stared at her and drooled. What did this mean?
"Wow! It's Grandma Tai who is alive!"
"It's worth it to die with Grandma Tai."
Tyrande just felt that his brain circuit was not on the same channel as these two guys.
At this extremely critical moment, Tyrande felt that the mouth that could swallow all things squirmed, as if it was making a swallowing movement.
Fortunately for her, she was sustained by the power of the goddess. An invisible moonlight penetrated through the gaps in the fangs, hanging her body like a fish. The two miserable ones were miserable, sliding down the esophagus full of barbs.
Go down.
"Ahhh! No!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yiku"
Strange sounds.
Then there was an even stranger reaction.
There was a silly dragon who was a little dumbfounded. It had eaten countless strange things and enemies in its life, but it had never eaten anything more delicious.
The feeling is similar to when humans eat and suddenly eat half a bug.
A worm is not scary because you can still spit it out.
The bugs next to your mouth are not scary because you haven't eaten them yet.
When you eat half of it and the remaining half is still squirming on your tongue, that's a damn thing.
Yogg-Saron can be called the Bei Ye of the Ancient God Realm. He is not afraid of meat and vegetables when eating. Ordinary food, no matter how unpalatable it is, is still protein. It is not worthy of Yogg-Saron's reaction. The leader and deputy leader of the helpless sect of the God, this is not a big deal.
Not ordinary!
You thought that what Yogg-Saron ate was at most two pieces of unpalatable meat. No, you were completely wrong. What it tasted were old friends and god-level giants from another world whose strength was not inferior to it.
The strange sadness has passed.
Mind Flayer, Leviathan, Son of Cthulhu, C'Thun...
They all have powerful bodies and high concentrations of terrifying mental power.
But in the end... at least part of their limbs became the delicacies of these two dirty gods.
Now, Yogg-Saron is a bit overwhelmed!
Time seemed to have frozen, and the terrifying huge mouth that had been chewing suddenly stopped.
This is definitely a good thing for the heroic rescue team.
Just as everyone was looking forward to seeing how MacDonald would save Tyrande, a strong wind suddenly blew from the wind sword in MacDonald's hand.
"Face the strong wind"
A wind wall passed by and knocked away more... dirty gods.
"Fuck!"
"Boss, are you selling us out!?"
"You actually want to poison the shit and feed it to Yogg-Saron?"
"Wait a minute, what did you just say? I want to draw a clear line with you!"
The dirty god's thinking mode is so chaotic.
Okay, here’s the question, if two dirty gods can’t choke Yogg-Saron to death, what about a bunch of dirty gods?
No matter how good Yogg-Saron's teeth are, he can't stand it when a bunch of mentally chaotic things are forced into his mouth!
People's XP can be very free, and at most they need to see a doctor.
It is not unusual for Brother Gu Shen to be unable to bear it when some filthy XP even reaches the doctor and begs to be spared.
"Ugh... vomit... bah" Yogg-Saron felt a rare queasy feeling in his stomach. He instinctively retched and suddenly vomited Tyrande several meters from the front of his throat to his mouth.
At this critical moment, McDonald's did not disappoint anyone. He was stunned and walked through the air with a devilish pace!
An extremely violent thunder snake condenses on the wind sword, twisting thousands of times per second, representing the superposition of wind elements.
When the target of such a fierce attack is just a fang of Yogg-Saron, it seems a bit fussy.
There was a loud "click", and a fang that was longer than the T-34 gun barrel was smashed into pieces.
At the same time, a figure flashed in.
Yogg-Saron's reaction was actually fast enough. It subconsciously closed its mouth quickly. If it had been someone else, it might have succeeded.
Following closely behind McDonald was Valeela who dashed forward, showing off a dance of sword light and moon. The green light blade flashed an unknown number of times within a tenth of a second, and then another fang was chopped off.
A passage is revealed that is large enough for three people to pass through in parallel.
Right at this location, following the route he took when he entered, McDonald took a moonwalk like an idiot and came out holding Tyrande like a princess.
At the last moment, Yogg-Saron stretched out his tongue to roll them back, but was severely beaten by Maiev.
He was shocked to find that the mortal hero he wanted to eat the most had also been rescued. Yogg-Saron couldn't bear it anymore and vomited out a lot of dirty gods with a "Wow" sound.
Cough! Are these the legendary evil gods that even the ancient evil gods cannot swallow, let alone dogs?
