Tell me four stories that Ah San and the male lizard must tell?
I laugh at your short knowledge.
This matter reached McDonald across time and space, and the response he received was an unsympathetic and emotionless "oh".
Why?
You laugh, there are three xp monsters.
I'm laughing at you for never seeing the Cult of the Evil God.
These bitches can't take any time off, and they will do crazy things when they have free time.
Originally, girls from all over Stratholme were very enthusiastic about the Trident. Gradually, they also knew what elite operators, ordinary operators, and [others] were.
Yes! The Cult of the Evil God is that other one.
Would any serious person designate the emblem of his or her church to be one of tentacles?
McDonald once got a [C'Thun's Tentacle], but then threw it into the system warehouse and ignored it.
After these bitches got a batch from the dungeon, they really used it, scaring the girls so many times that they screamed, and then Uther led a team to come in to purify the evil.
It's just that after purifying it for n times, it failed to kill these bitches, and with the endorsement of Ai Xingxing's soul, it was finally suppressed.
Until this day, [Jun Muqi] secretly asked McDonald if he could go after Lili.
Well, Lili Stormstout, Lao Chen’s niece!
McDonald spat on the bitch on the spot: "Damn it, do you want a civil war in the alliance?"
It's over, even the ship girls can't satisfy these bastards. They begin to be unable to suppress their inner restlessness and think of ways to attack the local heroes.
Uh, okay, I, Mai, opened the door first, woo woo woo.
Compared to a soul-piercing guy like him, sand sculpture players are out-and-out outsiders, and they are wary of Star Soul.
However, Mr. Mai couldn't let the Evil God Cult do whatever they wanted, so he might as well give them something to do.
"I can't confirm which one came first, N'Zoth or the Burning Legion. So, 'please' the Cult of the Evil God to go out collectively and sneak into the [Awakening City of Ny'alotha] to collect intelligence, or make a huge mess and delay N'Zoth's resurrection."
time."
"Please? Can I not go?" [Jun Muqi] was circling around with his thief eyes. Last time, this guy took a blank order stamped with fire paint from McDonald's and almost deceived someone.
Hoof. Later McDonald hung him up from a street lamp for a week.
McDonald's tone of voice was sharp: "No!"
[Jun Muqi] If you dare to refuse, a certain dog emperor will probably become addicted to castration and let the leader of the dirty god have a taste of what it means to be quartered by six horses.
Coming out of Macdonald's study, [Jun Muqi] faced the sky at a 45-degree angle, with a drop of crocodile tears streaming down his face.
A group of operators waiting outside gathered around.
[Jun Muqi] put his hands behind his back, possessed by the opera spirit, full of ancient style: "I am not going to die soon, if you have any requests, please tell me quickly!"
[Situ Yanpo]: "Prophet, I'll kill you now. Well, you're going to die sooner or later anyway, so that's okay."
[Silent Hidden Blade]: "Can I turn into a crayfish and eat it?"
[Sniper No. 11]: "Don't eat it, it will cause diarrhea for three days."
The next day, when all members of the Evil God Cult were dispatched, there was a sensation in the Trident Military Camp.
It was full of the momentum of "the wind is blowing and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return".
"Snap, snap, snap!"
Don't ask why there are firecrackers!
That's for warding off evil spirits!
"Snap, snap, snap!"
Don't ask why more than 20,000 sand sculpture players and over 10,000 citizens outside the camp applauded collectively.
That is to send the strong man off to the west!
As for why the followers of the Evil God Sect all carry barbecue pots and bags full of chili peppers, peppercorns, star anise and cinnamon, that is unknown.
I hope the Faceless Men can firmly reject these dark gourmets who are about to kill them.
As for the filthy gods' emotions, and what kind of emotions they have, then God knows... No, it's because everyone doesn't want to know.
On the other hand, [Sniper No. 11] tried to go to the Broken Shore, but it was also very difficult.
As we all know, the endless sea of Azeroth is quite a monster. The terrifying whirlpool in the center of the sea not only blocks shipping routes, but the rapid water flow can even produce an effect similar to the Bermuda Triangle, causing approaching ships and aircraft to suddenly lose control and crash.
McDonald's sent submarines and airships there, but they all crashed.
All attempts to open a map in advance have failed, except for one - the method of ghost crossing the sea!
After the player burps, in the black and white world between life and death, the progress of the soul is not affected by the actual situation. Although the soul cannot theoretically leave the body too far, by dragging the body, it can
Move forward in the endless sea.
It is true that corpses will move with ocean currents and eddies, and may even be swept into the seabed and chopped into pieces.
The point is: the players' souls are not real souls, they are interstellar consciousness projections. Their bodies are clones allowed to enter by the laws of the planet Azeroth.
These clones are high-tech clone bodies commonly used by the Council of Galactic Order.
As long as they do not violate the laws of the planet, theoretically they can send clones wherever their consciousness is [flash].
It is forbidden to suddenly cross the space of the planet and deliver clones anywhere. Dragging corpses to deliver clones is allowed by the laws of the planet. It is so strange.
Although the progress of souls crossing the sea is a bit slow, once they reach the Broken Shore, they can be resurrected in the cemetery there.
Why is the alliance led by Stratholme invincible? Preparation work is very important, right?
The path that sand sculpture players have explored can fog up the map. This is not a simple matter of giving you a scrawled map that no one can understand. After they explore the map, what is presented to the player's public system is a super map.
It is an ultra-high-definition 3D map that is accurate and can enlarge even 1cm diameter stones on the ground.
The players dug all the holes in the ground to explore, and cleared the mines with human flesh. Only then did the alliance march without any hindrance.
By the way, a certain dog emperor could at most make a one-to-one-thousand map sandbox for the Second Idiot and other commanders. The Second Idiot and the others were already weeping with gratitude.
After arranging the next steps, McDonald went to rob Velen.
The draenei abandoned the Talador region of Draenor and moved away en masse. What they brought to Azeroth was no longer the shattered spaceship on Bluemyst Island.
More high-magic, high-tech technologies were preserved in another Draenor.
How could McDonald's not grab a handful?
"This... most of our magic structure technology has been lost and cannot be reproduced. We can no longer build magic structures. The minimum maintenance we can maintain now is the result of the technicians' best efforts." [Hoofs
】 Yrel was pushed out by Velen and specifically rejected McDonald.
Well, I'm not sure, the cunning Wei Da deceived him and wanted to let McDonald have a taste of the hoof.
It's a pity that McDonald's looked at the blue-skinned girl with anti-hooved feet. His vertical grip expressed its opinion with silence and cold stems.
Weilen is definitely the kind of guy who forces an old lady to cross the street at a red light, cheats the car owner when something goes wrong, and then runs off on his own.
McDonald absolutely does not believe in his evil deeds.
