The royal tomb of the Zandalari Trolls had long been in a mess due to the ravages of cannonballs, with scattered gold nuggets and fragments everywhere.
In the past, the Sun King and Romance would have liked this golden feeling, which reminded them of the old Silver Moon City that had not yet been destroyed.
They have no time to appreciate or express emotion.
Lord Sunderland's truly violent attack made the Sun King still recall the breathless feeling he had during his lifetime, even after he had been dead for a long time.
Not to mention Romance, a living elf, who was really gasping for air.
The Sun King joked: "Rommath, I told you, it would be much better to become a lich."
Romance immediately choked his former master: "If I really have a chance to win, I don't mind. I can't win anyway, why not keep my handsomeness until I die?"
Rommath's words were so reasonable that the Sun King couldn't refute them.
The Storm Lord opposite, surrounded by storms and lightning, clearly still had some energy left.
How much power did they consume together?
Two percent? Thirty percent?
Their attacks were obviously effective, but unfortunately, they could only determine that they were far from enough to threaten it.
When the health bar is long, sometimes you can do whatever you want.
If they were given more helpers, such as gathering the power of all the heroes of the tribe, it felt like they could still fight. Unfortunately, this is all a false assumption.
Not to mention that the Horde made a despicable attempt to deceive one of its own people, even without Garrosh to cause trouble, would the Horde have a chance to win with the strength and manpower of the Horde?
Even if you win Sunderland, you will never win the alliance behind Sunderland.
If the Sun King is a time traveler from the earth, he will find that this bitch McDonald is the same as the dog planner who is notoriously inhumane in the game company.
Faced with the player's challenge, Planner Dog first added a zero to the boss's blood volume and attack value.
Can you pass the test?
Then add another zero.
If you really can't beat it, then try dividing the value by two first.
Finally, the player's state was carefully controlled to a state where he was half-dead and just able to survive.
Of course, Dog Planner has indicators and will let players pass.
McDonald, the league's number one mastermind, is actually blocking the Sun King, and he must not be allowed to pass the test!
Damn it!
For them, there is no way they can't play a shit-level game like Azeroth Online until the end.
Speaking of which, the Sun King was also a little annoyed that Zandalari didn't have any good helpers for them.
Priestess Alunza, a Yazma who swallowed the power of the spider god Shadra, and Yazma's guard Vokar.
Except for Yazma, who can barely be considered a second-rate hero, the other two have just stepped onto the threshold of hero level.
Such a crooked man wants to defend Atal'Dazar and form a rivalry with Dazar'alor. King Rastakhan obviously thinks too much.
If it weren't for the Sun King, Rommath and his men would have accepted their fate long ago, which would inevitably lead to another round of internal strife.
Looking around, the entire Ataldassa was almost completely destroyed by the bombing. The only ones left standing in the broken square were the two of them and Yazma.
Hovering in the sky were Sunderland and four figures of wind elemental soldiers. In the distance, there was a circle of human mechas surrounding the mountain. On the far side, the Alliance's airships and flying fortresses had the muzzles of giant cannons. Glowing with a fierce cold light.
Anastrian looked up at the sky: "What a disgusting sun!"
Romance suddenly smiled bitterly: "Don't forget that your title is [Sun King]!"
"I know." The Sun King's eyes flashed with fire.
In his undead vision, the existences he has been waiting for have finally arrived.
More mechas airborne down, and thousands of Trident soldiers came in at the same time.
Anastrian and Rommath will never forget that it was this undead army with no military appearance that always took the lead and killed the tribe to pieces.
Until the elites of the Alliance occupied all the highlands and important places in Atal'Dassa, amid the high-pitched and lively sound of the suona, each Alliance hero rode their unique mounts out of the Ebon Blade Fortress and slowly descended.
So recognisable!
Whether it was the Black Dragon Queen that McDonald was riding, or the Phoenix of Kael'thas, as soon as they appeared, the Sun King locked his eyes on them.
McDonald solemnly led a group of 40 heroes to fight, of which more than half were first-line heroes including Uther.
Of course, such a large battle would not be necessary to deal with Rommath and the Sun King, whose magic power was almost exhausted.
At a glance, you can tell that this is the [professional team] sent to see them off!
Seeing McDonald and his entourage, Yazma immediately became furious: "Despicable humans, you..."
He didn't even finish his harsh words. He was just halfway through when he suddenly saw a flash of light coming toward his face.
This lightning strike was so fast that it felt like a strange dislocation in space. Yazma's body shook, and everyone found that a black circle occupied most of his facial features in an instant.
After taking a closer look, he was shocked to find that the black hole sunk from his forehead to the lower end of his chin. The black hole continued to extend to the back of his head. You could even see through the hole that the light of lightning was bringing up light streaks in the space behind it.
Thunder ripples.
Highly concentrated thunder and lightning blasted into the gold decorative wall behind him. There was only a soft click sound, and spider web-like cracks swept across the entire gold wall...
Yazma's body slumped down.
Time seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Many people were stunned for almost a second before they realized what was happening.
It wasn't until this moment that McDonald raised his left index finger and put it to his lips: "Shh."
quiet!
quiet!
Just like on the top of Icecrown Citadel, when facing the dying Lich King Terenas, McDonald gave up the leading role to Arthas. The stage at this moment was specially reserved for the Sunstrider family.
Seeing McDonald give up the throne, Anastrian grinned. For a great lich who theoretically had no emotions at all, this was considered a smile.
The Sun King looked at Kaizi: "My son, it seems that your breath is very good."
With an impeccable attitude, Kael'thas bowed deeply to his father and said, "Thanks to my father, I am living a good life."
"Are you so happy to be a dog for McDonald's?" I have to say, this is a very heartbreaking thing to say!
As soon as the Sun King finished speaking, the expressions of a dozen elf heroes around McDonald changed at the same time.
Kael'thas, on the other hand, was calm: "Father, times have changed! The Alliance's trend of unifying Azeroth is irreversible. Since I lack the ambition and strength to dominate the world, then following the trend will not only affect my son, but also the entire world."
For Quel'dorei, this is the best choice!"
When it was confirmed that his precious son had so calmly accepted the fate of living under others, the Sun King felt a little uncomfortable: "Since you, the king of Quel'Thalas, made such a decision, I have nothing to say."
