What a 15-story-tall elite version of the magic mecha, which actually changed from three dimensions to two dimensions in an instant.
It's so miserable to look like that!
It's not as simple as restoring the factory design, it's simply returning to its roots - metal.
At least as much evil slurry as a standard swimming pool splashed out in the form of explosive slurry, and the hot evil energy easily corroded large areas of seaside rocks.
The huge impact caused the magic mecha to explode, creating a huge pit thirty meters deep and more than two hundred meters in diameter. Because the mecha was too close to the sea, it even changed the shape of the coastline on the spot.
"Oh yeah--" Onyxia, who saw the results of her victory through the visual linkage of Ysera's dream at a height of 10,000 meters, flapped her wings excitedly.
She plans to repeat this impressive result of killing instantly with one strike.
Unfortunately, as the saying goes, flowers planted with great intentions never blossomed, and then she fired a dozen knockoff 'ballistic missiles' with a flick of her tail, and she could no longer achieve the result of a direct hit.
Many giant missiles were launched, but only achieved splash results that were relatively close to the target.
There is no way, in order to prevent them from exploding the missile in mid-air due to excessive force when whipping the tail, the missile warhead cannot have too much charge, and can only use a more conservative excitation system.
Unless it hits directly, it would be difficult to destroy or paralyze such a thick-skinned magic mecha on the spot.
Don't look at the history when King Wa chopped off the head of a magic mecha with one sword. That was because King Wa was holding an artifact sword!
McDonald's was actually very satisfied with the results.
Traps, ambushes, etc. are disgusting because they are unexpected.
Come to think of it, that's actually it.
McDonald snapped his fingers: "Willie!"
The soldiers who ordered the order understood it.
On a floating platform in front of the Sky Wall, Gunner Willy's general cloak was flying in the wind.
As a veteran gunner who has been famous for his artillery skills 25 years ago, Willy rarely goes to the front line in person and stays in the artillery array. It is not that his high position makes him slack off, but after he was knighted, he spent more time
He was thrown into the artillery academy by the emperor and became the chief instructor.
This time, he was purely technical.
Because what he controls is the latest elemental cannon [Eternal Night Aurora].
Touching the barrel of the gun, which had a caliber of 1000mm and was a bit cold, Willy finally confirmed the data from the artillery mirror and the various observation stations. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Shoot Zhuyuan according to the instructions I gave you...fire!
"
The cannons on all the floating islands in the Sky Wall roared together.
Even though the recoil of elemental cannons is much lower than that of traditional gunpowder cannons, no matter how small the recoil is when added too much, it will be quite terrifying.
On the sea, and on the battleships in the air next to them, the soldiers clearly saw a large number of floating islands rising with puffs of smoke, and the entire island moved a large distance eastward.
Countless artillery shells drew almost parallel trajectories in the sky. They tore through the smoke and dust raised by the fierce battle in the sky, and roared almost side by side.
In the blink of an eye, they passed over the heads of millions of sea people and disappeared at the other end of the horizon in the blink of an eye.
When these cannonballs, which were poured into the frost element by at least a viscount-level powerhouse in the water element, all landed on the Broken Beach, a magnificent and exaggerated scene appeared along the entire coastline——
The earth and sea...are frozen!
Whether it was the powerless and furious magic mecha just a moment ago, the handful of demon skirmishers, or the flying dust, everything froze into a huge ice sculpture castle in an instant.
"..."
The Alliance soldiers on the attacking side were stunned at this moment.
Even the most creative and poetic poets who accompanied the army were at a loss for words and did not know what adjectives to use to describe this shocking scene.
There seemed to be silence between heaven and earth for a few seconds. Following the excited shouts of the Alliance soldiers, more than a dozen magic mechas on the beach collapsed like building blocks that had been kicked over.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" The excited and weird screams of the Alliance soldiers rang out from every battleship, floating island, and sea surface.
At the command post of the Wind God Throne, little Anduin was watching the battle and excitedly waved his fist: "Father-in-law, have we won the battle?"
father in law?
A cross-shaped vein immediately appeared on McDonald's forehead.
Little Anduin is 13 years old this year, and he is already old enough to cause harm to the eldest daughters of the Mai family.
Seeing the displeasure of his prospective son-in-law, Madangou corrected him loudly: "If you are not married, you are no longer my son-in-law. Remember, you must call me Your Majesty!"
Little Anduin felt the encouraging gaze from his father. He immediately straightened his back and said loudly: "Okay, father-in-law! I understand, father-in-law!"
If his allies weren't still watching from the other side of the magic mirror, a certain maniac who doted on his daughter would not have immediately asked Sunderland to install some kind of device, throw this brat from the Kingdom of Stormwind into the toilet, and flush him into the sea.
Feeling the gazes from other bosses, McDonald suppressed his anger and explained patiently: "A great man once said - strategically we can despise the enemy, tactically we must pay attention to the enemy. Let me ask you, on the battlefield
Is this a strategic or tactical matter?"
"Tactics..." Little Anduin's voice trailed off.
Almost in response to McDonald's lesson, within half a minute, countless green light spots suddenly appeared behind the Broken Beach.
A casual glance can reveal that the Burning Legion has hidden at least a thousand fel cannons in unknown corners.
"The enemy's counterattack artillery!" frontline commanders screamed in surprise from countless positions and ships.
Dealing with enemy artillery counterattacks is also a skill.
Ships can temporarily maneuver tactically to avoid enemy artillery.
But not floating islands.
Fortunately, the Alliance has now replaced shotguns with cannons. Nowadays, a small number of self-propelled artillery continues to implement the tactic of firing in one place. In front of every regular artillery array, a simple military protective array must be installed, presided over by the master of Dalaran.
Once upon a time, Masters were the most noble beings, and they represented force of mass destruction.
It's a pity that the magical attack range of the mages is too short, and the emergence of magic cannons and long-range artillery has replaced most of the mages' positions on the battlefield. Most mages who are less than high-level in strength are reduced to tools for manipulating magic shields.
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Bundles of light of different colors intertwined and shuttled over the battlefield, instantly forming a network of elements entrenched above the heads of the Alliance Sea Tribe.
Although the Alliance warships also have magic protective formations, and some even have wind elemental guards to help open their shields, the fel cannons are not that easy to carry.
In the world of Azeroth, the chaos damage of evil energy is equivalent to the noble [true damage]!
Fel cannons were constantly being destroyed, and naval battleships with weaker defenses were also sunk.
McDonald tilted his head: "Sargeras, have you finally stopped pretending?"