Generally speaking, boss-level templates have their own advantages. If you hit them with normal attacks, you will not even be forced to lose one blood.
Princess Talanji is a bit special. Her strongest skill is the magical power of Noah.
As we all know, divine power refers to a powerful aggregation of spiritual energy beyond ordinary people's imagination.
Spirit versus spirit is not as direct as a physical duel. Even the most powerful spiritual energy group often has problems such as insufficient density and uneven distribution.
However, the dirty god is a foul player in this respect.
You can easily destroy the evil gods physically, but you have to defeat these evil gods on the spiritual level who have devoured the mind flayers, brain demons, the essence of Cthulhu gods, and even localized their power by eating the tentacles of the native evil gods of Ai Star.
Damn it, that would be very difficult.
"Puff puff puff!"
The protective shield that cannot be opened by giant cannons with a diameter of 400mm or more is like a bubble in front of these wing-suited flying gods. These dirty gods with speeds of up to 100 kilometers per hour can pass through the protective shield more easily than poking a balloon with a needle.
The magic was severely disrupted, and the resulting mental turbulence poured into the spiritual sea. Talanji screamed on the spot and knelt on the floor of the captain's cabin.
"Your Highness! Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Talanji's guard panicked.
At the same time, a scream came from the ship: "Enemy attack! Enemies are boarding the ship."
The guards looked out of the window and immediately saw a scene that horrified them.
One second ago, those enemies in black wingsuits were like cannonballs, blasting through the flagship shield.
The next second, those guys suddenly changed their flying posture, from the original state of holding four fingers together to minimize air friction, to spreading their limbs to the maximum extent, completely unfolding the wingsuit.
The pitch-black spiritual power gushing out of their bodies became visible to the naked eye, and reacted wonderfully with the divine power lingering on the ship, forming a cable similar to an aircraft carrier that brought the plane to an emergency stop, pulling on their bodies.
It took less than five seconds for their whole body to go from extreme movement to extreme stillness.
Talanji's guards were stunned as they watched these strange werewolves flash out their sharp claws as they passed by the mast or the upper deck of the ship, scratching shocking scratches on the ship like Wolverines.
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"Stop them!"
"Protect Your Highness!"
The brave troll guards rushed forward.
it works?
Useless!
These werewolves looked mighty and majestic, but in reality they were all wolves, with a strange light shining in their eyes.
"Ah...so beautiful."
"Your Highness, I love you..."
Countless mental shocks made the minds of these loyal guards confused, and their pupils lost focus. Taking advantage of their moment of confusion.
The werewolves headed by [Junchen Tianya] rushed forward and knocked the guards over or threw them under the boat in three or five strokes.
"hey-hey!"
"Hey hey hey!"
"Hehehehehe!"
This weird sound sounds like a ghost.
Tens of thousands of miles away, McDonald silently turned off visual sharing without even looking at it.
People can't, at least they shouldn't...
Seeing that a princess-free drama was about to take place, suddenly, all the dirty gods flew out en masse.
Only a few of those who burped and fed the fish could still get up.
"Old minister, the rescue is late!" Translated from the troll language, this is the most appropriate meaning.
The big boss who appeared on the ship turned out to be Zu Jin!
In front of the real boss, the combat power of the dirty god is a bit insufficient.
"Why are you here?" Princess Talanji covered her head and struggled.
"Your Highness Princess, I'm sorry, Pandaria's side... I failed."
"It doesn't matter. You were just here to stall for time. The point is..." Talanji glanced at the coastline, which had turned into a sea of fire. A large number of flesh and blood structures and faceless men were turned into coke in the flame purgatory.
She looked at her own warship again.
The Cult's surprise attack was very deadly. They failed to snatch the princess, but Talanji was interrupted by magic. After the remaining golden fleet lost its divine shield, within a few minutes, it was immediately attacked by the Alliance.
The air fleet launched an all-out attack. It was just two salvos. Talanji was shocked to find that there were less than 20 ships that still retained combat power.
"Defeated! The Iron Horde has been defeated! Send the order - retreat at full speed immediately, we return to Zandalar Island!" Talanji forced himself to reopen the divine shield to protect the remaining ships from evacuating.
It is somewhat similar to the historical situation in which Queen Xi of the Broken Shore was forced to sell Varian, but also somewhat different. This scene where the Zandalari gold fleet could not withstand the situation fell into the eyes of Despicable Roar.
However, Talanji informed through the magic mirror that he was going to retreat with the remaining troops, which still angered Despicable Roar.
"Shameless traitor! Talanji, you bitch, you actually broke the alliance like this!? I curse you! When the Iron Horde comes to Azeroth again, I will be the first to destroy you."
In the mirror image, Talanji's body shook violently, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you have to force the Zandalari to kill every last warrior for your weak Iron Horde?"
"Of course! This is your obligation!" He yelled meanly, taking it for granted!
"It's okay to tear up such an alliance!" Talanji couldn't stand the Princess of the Golden Empire's reserve anymore, so she put down her harsh words and cut off the communication.
After being angry and excited, what appeared on the faces of Talanji and Zuljin was deep sadness.
Without the strong support of the Iron Horde, that means that when the Alliance attacks Zandalari Island, they will only have to rely on the Zandalari trolls themselves.
The scene of the trolls leaving fell into Alsace's eyes: "Let them go without pursuing them. The order given to us by the alliance leader is to prioritize destroying the remnants of the Iron Tribe and seizing the new Dark Portal."
Without the cover of the golden fleet with ultra-long range, the steel warships equipped only with short-range mortars were like sandbags that were professionally beaten. The Alliance airships were beyond their range and focused their fire crazily to beat these iron lumps.
Just because they are tough doesn't mean they are immune to damage, nor are they invincible.
In less than half an hour, the last steel battleship sank in the shallow sea off the southern side of Tiragarde Strait.
With the complete collapse of the coastal defense line, no matter how stubborn Garrosh is, he has no capital to fight back.
"Warchief, retreat!" Kilrogg*Dead Eye advised.
"Contact me that McDonald!"
At this moment, the Dog Emperor is handling government affairs in the royal study room in Stratholme City. As a descendant of rabbits with pure blood, food management must be taken care of.
"Garrosh is looking for me?" McDonald hesitated for a moment, then said hello, asked the alliance boss to listen online, and then connected the communication.
"Despicable Alliance people! You only defeated me once with the artillery of the airship! If the Alliance dares to chase me, I will completely destroy you and your arrogant army in 'our world'!" a despicable roar.
, always so full of energy and terrifying in terms of momentum.
McDonald blinked: "You contacted me specifically? Just to make this sad cry of a negative dog?"
"you……"
Without waiting for a mean yell or another harsh word, McDonald actually cut off the communication.
