The Alliance is full of talents, and the mortal king Varian proved that he also has the ability to kill gods by leading a team to kill the fallen guardian Raiden alone in Pandaria.
Don't look at the fact that the core of the alliance, such as Macdonken and other Stratholme heroes, were dispatched this time. The remaining King Wa, the Bronzebeard brothers, the archmage group headed by Ronin and Khadgar, Velen...a lot of heroes,
Which is the most fuel-efficient lamp?
The same lineup configuration is reasonable and can consume energy, both near and far.
Just for this group, it is still unknown whether N'Zos can withstand it.
If Xavius is given enough time to completely control those wilderness demigods, and even control the Green Dragon Queen Iser, Weiss will have enough confidence to destroy this alliance hero force that overestimates its capabilities and challenges him.
There is no guarantee that by corroding these mortal heroes, we can achieve the purpose of enhancing the ancient gods' fighting power and destroying the alliance.
But McDonald’s and their team’s breakthrough progress was too fast!
Clearly there is still room left!
After Raizan withstood Ursok, Xavius didn't have the fifth child in his hands.
Ahem!
It turns out that the four nightmare dragons of Lao Wu ate the wrong thing called the 'dirty god', and they immediately suffered from diarrhea and died.
"Cenarius! You must stop them! No! This is an absolute order." Xavius's words kept echoing in the ears of the fallen Cenarius.
Xavius was already sweating coldly.
Before taking action, he swore a poisonous oath to Master N'Zoth that he would defeat Ysera and her Green Dragon Legion and corrupt several wild gods. If the Alliance dared to risk their lives to attack the Emerald Nightmare, he would even destroy the Alliance.
It's been tidied up.
"What if you find that you can't beat McDonald's? How long can you at least help me fight for?"
"Three weeks! No, at least a month!" Xavius was so sure at first.
Now, he panicked.
His nightmare labyrinth that subverted the order of the Emerald Dream was unable to defend against the all-pervasive players who were pouring mercury. And the fallen leader he relied on as a barrier was completely unable to withstand it!
"Impossible! There is no way they can break through Cenarius's defense!" Xavius's eyes were a little out of focus.
Today, Xavius has long lost the elegant and easy-going appearance he had when he was Queen Azshara's dog-licker.
Back then, he at least looked like an elf. Today, thousands of years later, he looks like a Zandalari berserker. With all his muscles and tendons, where are the traces of the highborne archmage from back then?
He subconsciously glanced at the huge green dragon on the ground in front of him that was no longer beautiful. Ysera, Queen of Dreams, was now just a trophy of the corrosive power he borrowed from N'Zoth.
She lay there, not quite quiet, because her huge dragon body was twitching from time to time due to nightmares.
The Dragon Queen, who once controlled the entire Emerald Dream, was now trapped in a terrifying continuous nightmare. She didn't even notice that the emerald green scales on her body had become dim and began to transform into dark green.
Helpless degradation and corrosion is a long process.
The more powerful the existence, the more time it takes.
Roughly injecting dark power will most likely cause the real owner to explode and die on the spot, which is not in line with Xavius's approach of leveraging his own strength.
On his own, even ten of them might not be able to handle today's League of Heroes!
Xavius is nervous!
McDonald's journey can be regarded as an uphill battle.
Countless evil-eyed demon trees attacked them, and poisonous vines entangled themselves from all angles in an attempt to slow them down.
Useless!
The players' Paladin troops charging forward were all glowing with bright golden light.
The scene that was like a bunch of stars glowing and heating made Uther doubt his life: "They are all Paladins? How come they feel stronger than our [Silver Hand]!?"
Next to him, Tirion smiled bitterly: "I don't understand either."
The Holy Light is the power of the soul.
It's not that the paladin's physique is not strong, but that if the spiritual power of the holy light is strong enough, it can be transformed back into it and in turn enhance the strength and endurance of the deity.
In terms of absolute muscle strength, Uther is definitely not comparable to Kane. But Uther can rely on the power of the Holy Light to perform attacks that are not much worse than Brother Niu.
Even if the strength of elite Paladin operators is not as good as that of third-rate Paladins, such as Lena *Thunder Spear, it is not much worse.
It stands to reason that in the Knights of the Silver Hand, at least he would start as a captain.
But it's just such an elite person who doesn't show off outside, but just hides among the Trident Legion.
This made Laowu very sad: The pearl secretly betrayed him!
Here, there are operators opening the way, and the heroes can kill all the way to Cenarius without any consumption.
When seeing the fallen king of the deep forest, all the night elf heroes became sad. Hamuul even secretly shed tears.
Cenarius is the founder of the Druid sect!
Although his father is the real demigod of the wilderness in history, the true master of the deep forest.
For the night elves, Cenarius is one of their two spiritual pillars. Without Cenarius and Ysera backing him, it is estimated that there would only be the Cult of the Moon Goddess among the dark elves, and there would be no Dru.
Islamic teachings.
Alas, if they were not similar in nature, idealism could easily turn into monotheism instead of polytheism.
Cenarius, covered in crimson twisted spikes, appeared from the middle of a chaotic demon tree. Behind the chaotic demon tree was a huge crimson vortex, constantly rolling with nightmare slurry.
Looking at his old acquaintance, Tyrande muttered in a rare voice: "If Malfurion sees Cenarius like this, he will probably be very sad, right?"
McDonald held his forehead and thought: If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot that there was a half-dead Malfurion lying on his back.
It turns out that in history, this was another love-and-kill drama involving ethics, in which the foot boy band helped Malfurion beat up his master Cenarius!
In this life, without Malfurion, I always felt that it was missing a bit of flavor and felt weird.
"Woooooo! Master!"
"Lord Cenarius"
Several great druids headed by Inararex collectively broke through the defenses and turned into male versions of monsters. McDonald wanted to slap them.
Sorry, they are sad, but it does not mean that the fallen Cenarius is too.
It was apparently the horrific Nightmare Corruption that caused Cenarius to lose his mind.
After seeing a group of archdruids, he roared and shouted: "The pollution must be purified."
Purify?
who?
Us?
Inararex looked at Cenarius, who was running towards him on four legs, and his mind went blank. He forgot to dodge...
"Be careful." Kane was so anxious that he didn't care so much. He flew up and kicked this guy away from Cenarius's charging line.
Inararex pounced on the dog and realized that he had actually lost his focus during the battle.
Over there, when Lao Niu tried his best to resist Cenarius' charge, he couldn't help but let out a "huh" sound.
It wasn't because Cenarius' charge was so powerful and heavy that the old bull couldn't resist it, but... it was too light.
Kane subconsciously hit Cenarius with a backhand, causing Cenarius to stumble.
Huh!?
this……
At this time, McDonald's curled his lips to Tyrande: "What should I do? Steam or braise? I heard that roasted goose with lychee firewood is delicious. If not, the tree wood is also quite good."
