"Perhaps it is this imperfection that gives you free will and therefore the ability to change those seemingly inevitable fates. Many of the perfect life forms created by the Titans have failed, but you can still continue
Move forward.”
"I have modified the reply code. Your planet has been saved. I can no longer trust my calculations."
"I don't have enough power to send this message. You have to rely on yourselves to find a place with sufficient energy and close to the sky."
Translation of Algalon's words: I have defeated all my bosses, the Pantheon. You can slap me in the face, but you can't kill me. However, the situation is stronger than the human being, so it is not impossible for me to give in.
Anyway, when faced with Mai's wind sword that kept rubbing against his neck, the observer Algalon's reaction was very spiritual.
"Well, thank you for your consideration, Mr. Observer. We Azerothians love nuclear peace the most. We have always resolutely fought back against the existence that attempts to destroy Ai Star. Now that the misunderstanding has been explained clearly, there will be no problem. Since
I chopped off the Pantheon's great traitor Sargeras with an ax in the War of the Ancients. I believe that if the Pantheon receives the news, it will be interested in cooperating with us Azerothians."
"Yes, yes!" Olgalon echoed with a smile and a grimace.
"Master Observer, thank you for your hard work. If you have nothing to do, you can leave first." When McDonald said these words, if he didn't kick Olgalon in the butt, there would be nothing wrong with him.
After kicking him, he became very domineering, as if he had conquered the Pantheon.
This performance frightened the other heroes, but who knew that the operation that shocked their jaws even more was yet to come.
McDonald rubbed his thumb with three fingers of his left hand: "Since we are all enemies of the Burning Legion, we should share resources, right? How about Sir Observer write a note and ask Mr. Mimiron to transfer some technology?
"
"This...I didn't get authorization from Titan."
Even without asking, you would know that this guy is a typical person who just wants to be killed but not buried. He slaps his ass and runs away after making a small report about "cleaning the planet".
"Then, at least be more flexible with your equipment." McDonald finally extended his sinful black hand to Algalon. He was not just talking without practicing. At this moment, the lightning on his wind sword became even brighter.
This time, McDonald stopped pretending. If Algalon dared to beep again, he would really kill people and steal goods.
"This...of course there is no problem...the brave men who fought against the Burning Legion deserve to be rewarded." The observer composed of stars tearfully donated his collection of travels in all worlds, and the small treasury was emptied to the ground.
McDonald's let it go.
After everything was over, Tyrande finally asked in a low voice, looking at the piles of mortal equipment piled up like a hill: "Is it appropriate for us to do this?"
"If the Titans of the Pantheon still have that all-powerful and omnipotent power, of course it would not be appropriate. But think about it, Sargeras established the Burning Legion and spanned the universe for tens of thousands of years. Has the Pantheon ever said a word? Who has seen it?
Traces of the Pantheon’s activity.”
Velen, the number one witness in the sky, stroked his penis-shaped beard and nodded dejectedly: "Indeed. My people and I have been hunted by Kil'jaeden and his men for thousands of years. I have never seen the Pantheon or the
Their direct troops came out to deliver justice."
Having said that, let alone the heroes, even the four guardians who were eavesdropping felt sad.
When the situation was like this, McDonald's expression was free and easy: "It's okay, Titans. They are never so easy to kill. Sargeras rebelled against the Pantheon and probably murdered all the Titans. Of course, the Titans may not be in the world forever.
Annihilation. Once you find the opportunity, you are guaranteed to be resurrected. Who can say for sure?"
Come to think of it, when he said this, everyone felt relieved.
The long and continuous battle ended with Algalon's departure.
The alliance's cross-sea and long-lasting Northern Expedition came to an end with the most perfect victory.
Next, it’s time for the routine division of the spoils.
Here, the four guardians are a little embarrassed.
They really didn't expect that McDonald would take the lead in making noise, shamelessly asking them what they wanted for 'mental damage', 'military expenses', and 'pension'. The reasons he used were extremely high-sounding and correct, and he released Yogg-Saron.
Azeroth must be in ruins. But in the final analysis, it is your guardians who failed in their duties and caused a big mistake, which harmed the mortals. In order to prevent other ancient gods or the Burning Legion from causing further trouble, you should give us more rewards.
ah!
When the guardians asked the heroes to fight the stupid dragon, they were definitely trying to be a dead horse. They thought they were recruiting someone who could stand in for the gun or fill holes to block the knives, but they didn't expect that they would be a giant guy who would not be easy to get rid of after he was successful.
There is nothing we can do now.
"I've given you all the equipment suitable for mortals!" Thorim grimaced.
"Isn't there also the mechanical system of the Qianmen Square?" Mai Fox finally showed his tail.
My dear, you are actually targeting Mimiron's treasure.
Unexpectedly, Mimiron remained calm and his eyes flashed like big light bulbs: "My robot can't beat you."
"But you are more productive!"
This is what McDonald's planned.
The mecha production led by Kaizi's chief technician Taronikos is not that the quality is bad, but that the output is not good.
In terms of research and development, he is definitely a good hand.
If he wanted to expand production, he would be blind.
For thousands of years, elves have not had the concept of assembly line operations.
Not to mention the Gundam, even the Zaku, which was originally aiming for mass production, has never seen an increase in output.
This means that most of the time, McDonald's can use less than a hundred Gundam mass-production machines, and Zaku cannot exceed five hundred.
Of course, this is due to process and technology upgrades, which lead to adjustments to the production line.
The bigger problem is that the industrial chain is not well supported, and the production of a large number of key components still requires manual correction and carving, so the production capacity cannot be increased.
Mimiron thought for a while and finally nodded: "Okay. Anyway, my power is [creation], and I can make better ones in the future. Those have nothing to do with you."
McDonald nodded: "That's no problem, we just want this batch."
Isn't it just industrial upgrading? Who is afraid of whom? Besides, we are not going to fight Ulduar. If Mimiron can create a stronger iron dwarf army and a more awesome Ulduar Colossus, when [Legion]
The timing of "Second Coming" is definitely more favorable to Ai Xing.
So, as soon as Mr. Mai greeted him, tens of thousands of Stratholme engineers poured into the square in front of Ulduar and began to dismantle the fully automatic production line of the Ulduar Colossus and pack it back.
Next, it’s time to happily share the spoils.
As expected, Ulduar's equipment is half a level lower than Icecrown Citadel. For top heroes like McDonald, there is basically no improvement.
Except for one thing, the orange artifact hammer [Valanel]!
