A lump of nightmare slurry that looked no different from swill, and exuded a foul smell both mentally and physically, was easily cleaned up by the [Dirty God Brand] mop.
If you mop the floor, mop it half a circle and wash it in water.
The dirty mop saves even this, it is really easy to use.
There are no disadvantages except that it is noisier.
Listen!
"I'm a fan!" [Junchen Tianya] is singing again.
You sang well, you are not allowed to sing anymore.
When the sand sculpture player found a wooden stick with big eyes and stuffed it into the mouth of [the monarch and his minister], the world became peaceful.
Without the sewage, Nyssandra is just an ordinary dragon without any special skills. Under the group beating of elite operators, it did not last more than ten minutes.
Now that Nissandra was found, McDonald put down the controller and said, "Gather all the heroes, we are going to work."
The so-called convening is just a formality.
Since the beginning of the attack on the Emerald Dream, Tyrande, as the core race of the Alliance, has sounded the alarm and obtained emergency permission to attack. The only question is how large the reinforcements sent out will be.
McDonald set the tone for this.
"The situation in the Emerald Dream is special. It's useless to go with too many people. It's meaningless for ordinary soldiers who have not received special spiritual training to go. The Trident and the Cenarion Circle will attack together. As for the heroes, a 25-man group is enough.
"
In terms of heroes: Dark Elf heroes came out in full force, plus Brother Niu, as well as Macdonken and half of the Stratholme hero group.
Before McDonald's arrival, Hamuul and other great masters held classes in advance to popularize knowledge about the dream space.
When the order to attack was given, the heroes were already ready.
Historically, entering the Emerald Nightmare required going to Val'sharah in the Broken Isles.
This time, the alliance has a shortcut.
Hamuul stood up and made a big statement: "To enter the Emerald Dream, it is ideal to fall asleep in a natural state. Because if the body is injured, it will affect the connection between the body and the spirit..."
According to Druid's theory, he was right. The problem was that McDonald was in a hurry!
"Wake up! It's time to take sleeping pills."
A group of druids:???
McDonald asked Lor'themar to distribute two small white pills and a glass of water to everyone.
"Those with sleep disorders can fall asleep quickly after taking this. If it's not enough, we also have medical anesthetics to ensure that they fall asleep quickly enough."
The druids were speechless, and they all bared their teeth, feeling that their teachings had been blasphemed.
"McDonald's, don't you use it yourself?" Uther asked.
"I?"
"He doesn't have to!" At least five voices said in unison.
There are always some people in this world who find it difficult to fall asleep.
There are also some people who almost fall asleep on the bed.
The Dog Emperor belongs to the latter group. Once he has nothing to do, he goes to sleep whenever he wants. He is really not afraid of someone assassinating him in his sleep.
(Laughing, he is really not afraid.)
Not long after, the alliance heroes began to gather towards the designated location under the guidance of the powerful spiritual power of several druids.
After the trance of the dream, the heroes were immediately disgusted by the sight of big eyes full of sanity loss.
Alas, there are indeed few female players in "World of Warcraft", and it's not without reason.
"Huh?" Hamuul was shocked as soon as he entered.
The gatekeeper, Nissandra, was already on her knees.
As a gatekeeper dragon, its strength is not strong, but only relative to heroes. For ordinary mortals, Nyssandra is still very strong.
"The Trident did it?" Uther also didn't believe it.
McDonald raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, they may have a little more imagination. After they arrived here, their strength increased to a quasi-heroic level on average. It's just limited to the Emerald Nightmare."
Your sister! I don’t even know how to deal with it.
The faces of the heroes are all weird. Just imagining it is terrifying. Thirty thousand immortal quasi-heroes! Not to mention the Alliance and Horde. I am afraid that the Burning Legion is the only one in the world who can fight with them.
Fortunately they are our own people.
Following the bloody path that the players fought, everyone came to the second [Corrosive Heart].
To be honest, this thing is very ancient-god-like, and some people believe it is the younger brother who beat C'Thun.
Looking from afar, the entire field of view is filled with disgusting tentacles.
Everyone knows what the ancient gods are doing. The tentacles must have big eyes and all kinds of death stares. If you look at each other for a long time, your sanity will drop. For those who are not used to it, don’t say you don’t need to eat dinner. You will also vomit yesterday’s dinner.
come out.
But as a player...it's like returning home, relaxed and comfortable.
The heroes were dumbfounded as they watched the players grinning as they stuffed their own people into the 'floor mop' like a press roller, easily sucking up all the nightmare pus that the druids didn't even want to get close to.
Lao Wu even noticed that many people were playing tricks on his [Ashbringer]. Well, it was a copycat version (dungeon version).
It cannot be said that those [Ashebringers] are just in appearance. I saw [Huaixiu] turning into a golden meteor, leaping high
"Die!"
The door panel sword, which was exactly the same as Lao Wu's hand, pierced hard into the neck of a trapezoidal nightmare terror that looked a bit like a stick figure but was actually three stories high.
Golden holy light burst out from the wound, draining the horror of its last breath.
After the huge Terror collapsed, there was no longer a big monster on the scene that could be beaten.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by the huge red eyeball, which seemed to be embedded in the wall of flesh and blood, with a diameter of at least ten meters.
McDonald laughed: "Some people often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. So! To see the heart of this monster, you must first blow out his dog eyes!"
Girls: "..."
The words are rude but not rude!
I saw that under the seduction of sand sculpture players, more than ten red pus blisters like slime monsters were seduced under the big eyeballs.
【samtso12】Shout: "fire in the hole!"
Then those guys threw the leader of the dirty god [Jun Muqi] with a bunch of 4's tied up.
"I love black stockings"
In the reverberating roar of majesty, Jun Muqi ended his crime, and immediately started the new life of crime with the support of [Quick Resurrection]...
Here, the big eyeballs look like exploding [pissing cow balls], and the scene of pus splattering is not only disgusting, but also a little bit hot.
As soon as the big eyeball exploded, hundreds of elite operators swarmed up and rushed into the inner level.
Sure enough, a huge heart-shaped object as big as half a [Gustav Cannon] appeared in front of everyone.
On the outside of the heart, the large and small eyeballs unique to the ancient gods are indispensable.
They stare intently at the invading operators, attempting to contaminate these powerful invaders with their evil spiritual power, just as they previously eroded the green dragon's mind.
Unfortunately, they failed.
What awaits them is a storm of attacks.
McDonald should have been lucky that the players were so awesome this time, but he was a little nervous.
Because in his heart he wanted to rush to see if he could save Ysera.
