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Chapter 1139 Add some cumin (March ticket)

Let’s not discuss how those dirty gods who walked around the mouth of the ancient god, helped the ancient god grind his teeth, and could be resurrected afterwards were physically disabled and strong-willed, and tirelessly scolded Yogg-Saron.

Just Princess Macdonald holding Tyrande in her arms is enough to become a world-famous painting.

Do you think it's romantic?

Tyrande thought the same thing a second ago.

Save yourself from the mouth of the most vicious ancient god in the world!

Coupled with this posture and this picture, it completely satisfies any woman's definition of a hero of the opposite sex in the world. Even Tyrande's girl's heart, which has been dormant for ten thousand years, has a tendency to stir.

For some reason, she just felt that her heartbeat suddenly jumped to 200 beats per minute.

After a long time, she was so moved that she almost cried!

There is one person and one elf, and the distance between the two faces is only 20m.

And the man who saved the world, as well as her life and soul, finally spoke.

The tiger's lips parted slightly, and what came out was clearly...

"Tylande, you smell so bad..."

ha?

The next second, Tyrande finally smelled her own scent.

Ahem, how can Yogg-Saron, who eats everything, keep his mouth clean? The power of the moon goddess can protect Tyrande from death, but it does not mean that it can isolate the taste.

Tyrande seemed to be turned to stone in an instant. A gust of wind blew, and she turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind... drifted... scattered...

So when McDonald mercilessly let go of his hands and let Tyrande fall, Tyrande didn't react at all. With a "snap", she fell to the ground on all fours.

Not far away, Shandis Yuyue was holding her forehead speechlessly, it was so rough that it was almost impossible to see this scene.

Fortunately, when someone from Mai hugged Tyrande and exited, they returned to the rear formation. There were still a group of hard-working warriors in front of them, and the immortal guardians next to them couldn't get through, so they were given sufficient space to perform.

Otherwise, it is still unclear whether this farce will be played out.

It must be admitted that there is nothing wrong with Yogg-Saron's strategy of killing the wet nurse first, but the bad thing is that it picked the wrong target.

As long as it gnaws on Velen, the second or fifth child of the three giants of the Eredar, the Draenei Holy Light Master, etc., it will most likely succeed.

(Velan:!)

It was so difficult to kill that it chose Tyrande, who was the hardest to kill.

Failure like this will easily lead to poor luck. If the non-chief is in this situation, he deserves to be as fierce as a tiger. The record is 0/0/0!

As the saying goes, there is no shop after passing this village. If you miss the opportunity to kill the hero's nanny directly, it will be difficult for Yogg-Saron to kill other heroes.

Under normal attack, with Hodir as a guarantee, his guardian power can give each dying hero a frost shield, making them unable to take any actions for 10 seconds and will not receive any damage.

Such a sufficient time, as long as there is still one milk on the field, is enough to bring him back from the dying milk.

Defeating Yogg-Saron is a one-time deal, so McDonald's naturally won't be so trusting and doesn't need the help of the four guardians. With these four assistants who are not a fool, the Heroes really want to kill people under normal conditions.

All difficult.

On the other hand, the [Dementia] strike, which is quite effective for mortals, is often half as effective for heroes, not even one-tenth of the power.

However, there is a silly dragon whose biggest killer move is [eating people] which is a bit difficult to use. Every time he eats a person, he has to be force-fed to a bunch of dirty gods.

Brother Silly Long actually killed a lot of these guys who exuded the stench of strange spirits. Unfortunately, these guys were like German cockroaches. They killed one batch, and then another batch came. It was endless.

It was so disgusting that it made me vomit again and again.

Originally, it still had one last killing move to hold back a sufficient amount of shadow energy. Once it was given enough time and the elements were full, it could really kill everyone in an instant.

Having said that, the hero group now has no less than ten artifacts. Damn it, if this level of attack power is not enough, then there will not be another group in the world that can defeat Yogg-Saron.

The stream of light that traverses the underground hollow contains both the arcane brilliance of [Atiesh], the star arrows of [Wrath of the Stars], and even more, the dazzling [light of electromagnetic gun] from the twin thunder swords.

Covering the entire scene is the seemingly endless flames of holy light from [Ashes Bringer]. Wherever [Ashes] reaches, even the Immortal Guardian will rot in the light on the spot.

Looking closer, there is the continuous sword light of Varian's double swords and double egg knives, plus the opening and closing of the [Hand of Ragnaros], and the [Delight of Earth].

The light of the artifacts is more than just pleasing to the eye. They represent the strongest destructive power in the world, accompanied by waves of terrifying pressure falling from the sky and exerting heavy pressure on Yogg-Saron.

It is very strong and its blood is very thick.

What was once an advantage has now become its biggest disadvantage.

At this moment, there is a miserable sandbag in the world, which happens to be called [Yog-Saron]!

It is known as the Demon with Thousand Throats, but when a mortal can tear apart ten of its mouths in one second, how many throats does it have and how many mouths can it be torn apart?

Waves of extremely arrogant power descended on it, interrupting its self-healing.

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of bizarre mortals actually invaded its spiritual sea.

It shook its head with a splitting headache, and it seemed as if there were several layers of jelly-like stuff inside its head... It sensed the intentions of the vicious group of guys on the opposite side [Is this because it hopes that Yogg-Saron tastes good?]

It felt like its brain had turned into slurry, shaking like a half bucket of water.

The things in my perception are half illusory and real, and full of absurdity. Only I, the Thousand-Throated Demon, can eat people. How can anyone else eat me?

It's so ridiculous, it feels like being in a nightmare and dreaming that you're about to wake up, but nothing feels real.

This caused Yogg-Saron great pain.

At this moment, in the hero group, a group of heroes are in pain.

Although they are seriously attacking this vicious ancient god, why do they think that those bastards under McDonald's are the real humanoid ancient gods walking on the earth!

The old gods are still jumping around. One or two of you are wearing white napkins on your collar, holding a knife in your left hand and a fork in your right hand. Some of you are digging out cumin and lighting the fire in advance to prepare the mandarin duck pot. There are so many people, just waiting for get out of class to end. When the bell rings, you rush to the cafeteria to start eating. What does this mean?

The ancient god is not dead yet!

Yogg-Saron wants to say: I am one of the four great ancient gods (technically speaking, the top six, but one of them was killed in advance, and one...), do I not want to lose face?

Its crazy roar resounded throughout the entire underground cavity: "I am the waking dream, the monster in your nightmares, the devil with a thousand faces...I..."

"Fuck you!" With a lightning strike, Yogg-Saron's last mouth lost its vitality. The upper and lower mouths clicked suddenly, biting a lonely sound, and immediately all the mouths fell into eternal silence...


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