Historically, Tyrande, who had darkened into the Moon Night God of War, temporarily forgave Elune after learning the truth. According to Tyrande's character, if she turned back and didn't punish Elune, she would not be Tyrande.
It is a bit different from what outsiders imagine. Tyrande is the leader of the night elves first, and then the high priest of the moon. This kind of leader who puts his tribe first is really respectable.
The problem is, McDonald's can't just reveal this matter.
Elune didn't burp her fart, so what if he poked it out?
Firstly, most night elves probably wouldn't believe it. Secondly, there was the Iron Horde before and the Burning Legion behind. With the enemy now, he dug into Elune's corner. Didn't Elune hate him to death?
He also counted on Elune to give his enemies a [Starfall] from time to time.
"McDonald's, I really don't know who I can rely on. Malfurion is still half-dead. I don't have any helpers around me. If even the goddess abandons the Kaldorei, then we really don't know how we will survive in this chaos.
The world can survive..." Tyrande rarely lost control of her emotions, her tears fell like beads, her head lowered lower and lower, and her chin almost submerged into a pair of Hyjal peaks.
What else could McDonald's say?
The power of the night elves has been declining since the Sea-Mountain War. After the burning of the trees, they really took out their old man and fought hard. This life may not be much better.
Their characteristics are destined to only help the alliance in jungle warfare, and are useless on the frontal battlefield.
Seeing Tyrande bursting into tears, McDonald's heart softened. He stood up, walked up to her, and patted her shoulder: "I don't think the goddess Elune will abandon the night elves."
"What if it's true?" Tyrande suddenly raised her head, 99% of her beautiful blue eyes were despair, and the last 1% was hope. She obviously put all her hopes on McDonald.
Facing this painful look in his eyes, McDonald felt unbearable.
The only reason to blame is his reputation as the ‘world’s best restoration master’.
The Holy Hand of Restoration is dedicated to saving the country and the people.
What kind of country is on the verge of extinction? If it is accepted by McDonald's, you may not necessarily be rich and wealthy when you come back, at least you don't have to worry about being completely ****.
At some point, a pair of jade hands were tugging at the leg line of his pants. Tyrande was like a drowning man about to drown, trying hard to grab the last life-saving straw.
Looking up at McDonald, Tyrande's breathing became heavier and he asked: "Is it really possible!?"
"this……"
"For the continuation of the race! All Kaldorei are willing to give everything! Just like... just like the Quel'dorei." Tyrande's voice trailed off.
At this moment, McDonald felt that he was absolutely blinded by lard.
No one is perfect and people will always make mistakes.
Forced to this point, McDonald had no choice but to express his position: "If it comes to that, then just hang out with me."
The Moon Night God of War is strong and strong, turning black is not a good thing, and after turning black, the facial tattoos are so ugly!
As a master of aesthetics, McDonald can't stand this.
Tyrande was relieved. She was still crying, but this time, it was tears of joy.
With McDonald's promise, the night elves have truly found an organization.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. Get up. You are the leader of the clan. You are kneeling and crying. Other elves will laugh at you if they see you."
"I don't!" Tyrande made a mosquito-like humming sound and lowered her head again.
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Half an hour later, Maiev Shadowsong returned.
"McDonald's, why did I see Tyrande walking away with her mouth covered? What did she talk to you about? Can I know?" If it were anyone else, Maiev would definitely be like a wooden person without emotions.
, even if you see it, pretend you can't see it, and faithfully perform the duty of guard.
Maiev really couldn't ignore the unusual behavior of her old enemy.
She doesn't have to ask about official matters, but private matters. With her current relationship with McDonald, she can still get away with it by acting coquettishly.
The corner of McDonald's mouth was twitching. He didn't know how to explain it. He held it in for a long time before finally explaining (suddenly): "I demonstrated to the high priest how to test nucleic acids, but the cotton swab I used was a bit too big."
, which made the high priest feel a little uncomfortable."
Well, the big cotton swab used by the Stratholme family.
Although I don't know what the Maidog thief is talking about, Maiev's sensitivity on this matter is definitely beyond the superficial to the essence.
Her strong little nose twitched, and her expression became very strange. The expression on her face was a mixture of clouds and clouds, and finally she sighed: "Only you can make me make such a concession. Let's do this. From now on, under the table
, I gave her half a seat."
McDonald was speechless.
This seems a little wrong, and a little too beautiful!
"Maev, I..."
Before McDonald could finish speaking, a finger like a green onion touched his lips. Maiev's eyes were a little strange and a little stubborn: "Her status cannot surpass mine. This is my last request."
They are indeed enemies who have been fighting for ten thousand years. Even if they fall into the same pit, they will still go after the bull.
"certainly."
Maiev smiled brightly this time: "She's going to call me eldest sister."
"no problem."
Age is not the key, seniority is the key. Shouldn’t Alleria call Kalia sister?
Well, the dog thief is a real dog.
The time has come in July. After the alliance has dealt with the invading orc cannon fodder on various continents, it has entered the stage of public security war. It is only a matter of time before the scattered orcs with no foundation are completely annihilated.
In Pandaria, with the defeat of the fallen guardian Raiden by King Wa, it is only a matter of time before the Alliance wipes out the mogu, the remaining orcs, trolls and mantids, and the pressure is not great anymore.
The Alliance was able to concentrate its forces on the expedition.
As for Draenor: After adjustments, the 30,000-strong Royal Imperial Army, which was originally directly under Macdonken, was led by Alsace as the central army, subordinate to Rivendell's First Army and Serijek's Second Army, supplemented by Zeon.
Led the Gilnean Werewolf Division, Falstad led an air cavalry division of 10,000 Wildhammer dwarves, and a total of 300,000 troops, and launched a general attack on the Iron Horde through the Dark Portal.
I have to mention the ship girl here.
Originally, the airship controlled by the ship girl could not pass through the Dark Portal. The system gave McDonald a convenience, allowing the ship girl to temporarily pack the shell of her giant ship and pass through the Dark Portal with a human-sized body.
When the ship girl arrives at the coast of Draenor and delivers the steel and other materials needed for the ship, the ship girl can turn into a sea ship and sail on the sea of Draenor.
Airships can no longer be counted on for the time being, but the ship's giant sea ship form can still be of great help to the alliance.
There are also first-line heroes such as Tirion and Khadgar here, plus some second- and third-line heroes, and the two idiots form a group of twenty heroes.
