Unfortunately, his innocent expression could not fool Nozdormu.
"Look at the good deeds you and your men have done. If the Star Soul hadn't protected you, you would have been the enemy of the Bronze Dragon." Nozdormu's words made the red and green dragon kings look at McDonald strangely.
Weird.
Actor Mai stopped acting and raised his lips: "At least the planet Azeroth is better than before, isn't it?"
Nozdormu: "..."
What does it mean to be confident?
This is having no fear!
Hey hey hey! I just like your feeling of ‘I’m unhappy and I have to rely on me’.
As a riddle dragon, Nozdormu has never been a talkative one.
Once the candidates were decided, he stopped talking.
McDonald actually considered whether something would happen if the two fools returned to the War of the Ancients. However, Nozdormu refused to let go, and there was nothing Mc could do.
To contribute to the world, it is the duty of two people and one dragon.
"Brother, is there anything I should pay attention to?" The second idiot asked McDonald quietly.
"Well, don't do unnecessary things..."
"For example?"
McDonald glanced at Maiev and Tyrande, and sighed: "If you showed mercy ten thousand years ago, you would still have to pay the bill ten thousand years later. When the time comes, love will spread. After returning to this point in time, a female elf will follow you.
If your dragon lady fights to the death, who will you help?"
The second idiot felt the gaze of his [Dream Weaver] Dragon Lady, suddenly trembled, and said from his heart: "I am very dedicated, unlike you, eldest brother."
Out of nowhere, McDonald suddenly wanted to shit Alsace.
This kid hasn't been able to speak since he was a child. If you don't know how to speak, then you just hold back your words.
Looking at McDonald's twitching eyebrows and facial muscles, I can see how fast the second idiot was running away.
The so-called instructions to save money are just three words: don't mess around.
At this point, Nozdormu felt that the second idiot was a hundred times better than the other person.
After Nozdormu left temporarily with the three brave men, Alexstrasza ordered: "We must save our physical strength and energy to deal with [Dragon Soul]. Then, not only will the outer defense rely on the strength of the Alliance, we must also
We need to temporarily borrow Onyxia to take over the duties of the Earth Guardian Dragon."
"Okay." McDonald nodded, everything was as expected.
In this life, there is no such thing as world shaman. It is natural for several dragon kings to play the [Dragon Soul] dungeon and come to an 'Internet cafe' for five consecutive sittings, and give priority to the whitened Black Dragon Princess.
It turns out that in history, it would be outrageous to have Sal take the top spot.
After all, with four dragons and an orc, there is a big question mark as to whether the output is even and harmonious.
Now that Oni is here, even though she and Kalecgos are a bit of a noob, it's actually acceptable.
McDonald gently pushed the human form of Onyxia over. She took two steps and looked back suddenly. She was not looking at McDonald, but at the large group of elf girls behind McDonald.
She suddenly showed a meaningful smile.
McDonald had a bad premonition: "Wait a minute, Oni, don't cause trouble."
"Making trouble? Of course not! Unless my father who wants to destroy the world dies, we will be the ones who die." Those words of discernment made the Red Dragon Queen silently nod.
However, for some reason, the smile of the Black Dragon Princess gave McDonald a cunning feeling, and he always felt that she was hiding some tricks.
In terms of major interests, both parties are absolutely consistent.
I don't know what little trick she wants to do.
If riding a dragon at first was just for the sense of conquest and achievement, after the excitement passed, he accepted this strange mount from the bottom of his heart. It was just the somewhat elusive feeling that made McDonald a little annoyed.
It's a pity that I don't have time to torture this female dragon who has some bad water in her belly.
Don't talk about this.
Now that the deal is settled, this battle must be directed by McDonald himself.
When the five-color giant dragon concentrated its main force in Longmian Temple, as expected, those evil dragons came to kill them openly.
The howling cold wind swept across the dry and cracked ice field of Dragon Bone Wilderness. With the strong wind caused by the dragons, the sparse vegetation on the ice field rustled and swayed, as if fearfully, they bent down to this cruel and harsh force.
The army surrendered.
Even though Gunner Willy is now in a high position, he doesn't feel that what he has to do is any different from before.
Fire! Fire! Still fire!
This is his entire life.
He stretched out his rough palm and caught the fine snowflakes that would fall in Dragonblight even in the middle of summer.
He raised his head, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
The blue sea-like eyes reflected the entire southern sky of Northrend.
The picturesque scenery of the snow country in the eyes of others, in his eyes, is just a picture full of artillery coordinate parameters.
The excellent maritime radar gave him more time to deploy, and the booming sound of cannons in the distance meant that the powerful Stratholme fleet was already firing on both wings to intercept and delay this huge dragon group.
The time the navy buys allows Willie to calmly arrange the artillery arrays one by one.
The rigorous artillery formations that cover each other are like an invisible giant door, stretching across the end of the Northrend land.
Willie was very satisfied with the efficiency of these elite gunners.
After the report of readiness came from below, Willy waited patiently for half an hour before he saw those purple-red light spots emerging from the junction of sea and sky.
Staring at the artillery mirror and carefully measuring the distance, wind direction and other data, Willy reported the number.
He waved his big hand forward.
Immediately
The earth shook!
The thundering roar of the seaside artillery array fired volleys, startling the five-color giant dragons suspended in the sky that were arrayed around Longmian Temple twenty kilometers away to the north.
Above the sea, the Twilight Dragon charging forward was like eggs hitting an invisible wall, and instantly shattered in all directions.
The elemental cannonball exploded with a loud bang, and the sound wave formed a circular shock wave with the impact point as the center, sweeping away in all directions. The huge sound wave suddenly drowned out all the proud noises of the Twilight Dragons.
Looking from a distance, a brilliant golden light rain burst out among the dragons that were as dense as a swarm of locusts.
The light rain in the sky combines the elements of holy light, frost and wind, and they urge the broken shrapnel to advance in all directions.
If the shrapnel hits the dragon's wings, the wings will be punctured; if it hits the dragon's scales, the dragon's scales will break; if it hits the skin, the skin will turn into rags.
Hundreds of twilight dragons in the vanguard just fell down, wailing and screaming.
After the first salvo of destruction, the debris flying in the air was taken over by a world where everything froze...
This scene has also become a representative work [The End of the Twilight Dragon] by someone who is now a war correspondent and will become a famous painter after retirement.
This is the power of the flak40 128mm large-caliber heavy-duty anti-aircraft gun!
