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Chapter 1256

Later, McDonald heard Wrathion say this again. When he heard about "drinking, smoking, and perming his hair," he couldn't hold back and burst out laughing, making Wrathion very embarrassed.

It's not important...

The important thing is that McDonald heard the timidity and obedience in this cunning black dragon's heart.

"Wrathion, you can't learn from those guys' glib tone, but their meaning is correct. At least their words also represent my meaning to a certain extent."

It is typical to knock a stick and reward a carrot.

Unfortunately, Wrathion didn't dare not listen.

This is something for later.

At this moment, after the car overturned the first three bosses of 'Ruby Temple' and 'Soul of the Dragon', before the subsequent boss monsters arrived, McDonald's decisively ordered a counterattack to kill the Twilight Dragon.

The troops hurried far away.

Why?

Distribute equipment before the war!

For some unknown reason, the ruby ​​boss came out a little late, and the equipment level actually kept up with the Cataclysm.

For a moment, McDonald felt as if he was playing a time travel dungeon.

In principle, heroes who do not participate in the war are not eligible to distribute equipment. At most, a few pieces are left for Muradin and Varian, who are kings. The remaining first-line heroes are given priority, and then they discover that there are many more.

Huh? The new third-line heroes who joined the group were so excited that they all stretched their necks intentionally or unintentionally.

McDonald suddenly had the feeling of seeing a group of chicks waiting to be fed.

A big wave of your hand!

"Everyone is really strong when they are strong! Although it is the first time for everyone to join the group, but to deal with Deathwing and other terrible enemies who want to destroy the world, it is not enough to rely on a small group of heroes. In this way, dkp can first owe

, let’s arm ourselves according to needs first and then talk about it.”

As soon as McDonald said this, the juniors of the Hero Group were immediately grateful.

The Heroes are just like McDonald's. Even if McDonald's refuses to give them any meat or soup, they still won't be able to fart.

The gap in strength lies here. Even if the first-line heroes take off all their equipment, it is really easy to play against second- and third-line heroes of the same profession.

As long as someone from Mai says that these are spare parts for first-line heroes, these third-line heroes will not be able to get even an epic outfit.

What's more, this time it's a war with Stratholme as its absolute core.

Regardless of the fact that Dalaran has produced many mages, the saying goes, 'Magic has no borders, and magicians have nationalities.' When Quel'Thalas was re-established and became a kingdom directly under the Stratholme Empire, Dalaran

The default nationality of all long-eared masters is Stratholme.

Kaizi was very poor when he arrived and didn't have much food left over. He could only use part of the funds obtained from building the Gundam to train his own master, and he preferred to train him domestically instead of sending it to Dalaran.

Secondly, in order to prevent money laundering, all funds used to cultivate masters in Dalaran now need to be reported. This eliminates the possibility of secret investment.

The formation division is quite clear.

So in a sense, McDonald's leaking these equipment is also giving face to other kingdoms.

At least the fuss here is over, all the equipment has been dealt with urgently, and it has become slightly fit and wearable, and then we welcome Brother Zhiyi in a very funny way.

Lor'themar came over and bowed to McDonald: "Report! The reconnaissance ship Z1 found Deathwing on the radar! The coordinates are xxx..."

"The air fleet enters an evasive posture. Once within range, test fire with the main gun."

Not long after...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The harsh sound of breaking wind echoed in the sky, and the large aerial unit that was extremely bright on the radar received a warm greeting from the 400mm or above naval gun.

The continuous explosions seemed to overturn the entire zenith, causing a huge 'thundercloud' to appear in the sky.

"roar"

Brother Zhiyi's extremely angry roar resounded in all directions, and immediately, he killed him at a speed that the ship girl could not understand.

It was like a flame that was about to burn through the sky!

Very clearly, you can see the ominous black figure like a bolide rapidly enlarging in the field of vision.

Although the flying ship girl has undergone metaphysical modifications and can reach speeds of up to 75 kilometers per hour, how can it be that easy to move a giant battleship?

The exaggerated weight makes turning and accelerating a slow process.

Asymmetric flexibility brings destruction.

"Ah!" The [Hood], which was about the same length as that black dragon, made a sharp sound of metal twisting, followed by a violent explosion and the moans of the ship's wife.

After that, the huge hull was completely torn apart. The decks and gun barrels that were extremely strong in the eyes of others were broken and bent, turning into molten metal lumps in the flames, exploding high in the air, and in an instant, they turned into a huge fireball and countless missiles.

fragments.

From the flames of destruction, a huge and brutal creature swooped out with perhaps the widest wings on the planet.

The background behind the wings was a huge explosion of destruction, as well as the rain of debris and flesh, which made other ship girls within a few kilometers of the surroundings witness this scene with their own eyes.

If you take some time, that terrifying black dragon will most likely destroy this squadron named [Royal].

However, as several warships were ordered to cease fire and try their best to spread out and distance themselves, Deathwing seemed to have lost interest in these iron lumps. He roared and encouraged the sky-shielding wings to rise higher and higher...

The news reached the ears of McDonald on the front line of Wyrmrest Temple.

Lor'themar said solemnly: "The [Prince of Wales] was severely damaged, and the casualty report has not yet been released. The [Hood] crashed, and all 538 officers and men on the ship were wiped out..."

"Let's give him a grand burial." McDonald sighed.

Lor'themar hesitated to speak, but finally said: "All the soldiers on the [Hood] are tridents..."

McDonald's cheek twitched, and a cross vein suddenly appeared on his forehead.

He understood immediately.

[Hood] is one of the most dangerous weapons among ship girls. As an F-class battleship, it has attracted the attention of many idiots.

These days, many ship girls have fallen into the taste of simple essays copied by idiots. As a result, the situation of more wolves and less meat has become more and more serious.

In order to please the ship girl, these bastards actually squeezed away all the normal sailors.

How can the level of ordinary sailors in this world be as high as that of sand game players, let alone high-tech arms such as airship soldiers?

It turns out that the logistics officers of the Navy and Air Force have long been driven crazy by McDonald's willingness to produce ships like dumplings. They can't produce so many qualified soldiers by magic. If those idiots are willing to work, the logistics officers naturally give the green light.

This is a blessing in disguise.

Looking at Lor'themar who was waiting for instructions, McDonough said angrily: "Give those perverts a good burial and give each person a straw mat after picking up the bones."

"yes……"

This is just a small episode. Since trying conventional artillery can't defeat Deathwing, then just open the passage and let him come.

The only question now is whether those who went to steal the [Dragon Soul] can handle it.


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