Let’s not forget the deep hatred, love and hatred that broke out among the sand sculpture players in the chat group.
McDonald was very curious as to why he was suddenly plotted against by N'Zos.
Damn it, this is [Whispers of the Ancient Gods], Neltharion, the Guardian Dragon of the Earth, was driven crazy like this.
Is it scary?
Yes, it's scary!
Being a timid McDonald, I immediately thought about the problem crazily, but after much deliberation, I couldn't come up with any results.
The most likely possibility is that Vashj failed to drive a wedge between him and Kaizi, and threw a piece of N'Zoth's spirit over to see if he could plot against him.
If this time the Ancient God inexplicably pulled a trick, he gained something, probably this is it.
System prompt:
[The host has successfully killed one (Illusion of the Hollow Annihilator) in his own spiritual sea. The host has gained 20 points of shadow resistance and special skills (Whisper of the Ancient God protective barrier)]
[Whispers of the Ancient Gods Protective Barrier: The host can actively turn on this skill at any time, and can be immune to one psychic attack from the Ancient Gods of Azeroth within a 60-second duration, including but not limited to (Whispers of the Ancient Gods), (Psychic
Scream), etc. Once successfully counteracted, the skill will enter a 24-hour cooldown (can be upgraded). If the barrier is not activated, the cooldown time will be shortened to 30 seconds.]
"Huh!" McDonald let out a long breath.
This wave is not a loss.
This wave...
"Huh?" McDonald opened his eyes and immediately realized that something was wrong.
In front of me, there were several beautiful faces that changed from nervousness to happiness, and there was also the face of Queen Xi, who was said to be "in love at zero distance", with a hint of shame and anger.
Ugh, so close!
Well, this wave is not a loss.
McDonald hurriedly released his paw.
Almost at the same time, Queen Xi wanted to slap him in the face, and her raised hand was held up for a long time before being swung down.
"Huh! Seeing that you have been eroded by the darkness, I won't care about you." With a stamp of her feet, Queen Xi stood up and straightened her sharp clothes.
However, the women around him were more concerned about McDonald's condition than the farce caused by him.
Kalia, who was promoted to personal pastor not long ago, asked with great concern: "McDonald, what's wrong with you? I can feel that the power of darkness has just invaded your spiritual world."
Liadrin echoed, "I feel it too."
well!
They are all playing mental tricks. If there had been a Holy Light Priest beside Brother Zhiyi back then, maybe there would be no need for mental illness.
McDonald rubbed his temples: "Well, a spy brought a spiritual fragment of the ancient god N'Zoth in an attempt to pollute my spirit and soul."
"Ah!" All the girls lost their voices in unison.
"Don't make any noise! I'm fine. I even used this fragment to practice [Psychic Protection Barrier]!"
This was a blessing in disguise... The girls opened their eyes wide at first, and then they all showed expressions of 'I'm convinced'.
Liadrin: "It's okay."
McDonald briefly talked about the very real 'dream'.
Everyone is afraid first.
How vicious!
It’s actually a king’s dream!
Throughout the ages, how many people have been able to resist the temptation to become king?
Power! Status! Glory! These are almost every man’s common psychological weakness.
Taking Macdonald's army to capture the city of Lordaeron as an opportunity to initiate such a dream, at least 99% of men will preconceptionally approve of such a dream.
…
It's a pity that neither N'Zos nor the spy who attacked him thought that Mai was a time traveler.
Especially when the sudden death rate of the King of Azeroth remained high all year round, never lower than 80%, McDonald rejected the word "King" from the bottom of his heart. The crown was almost synonymous with the word "King".
, McDonald's really can't be the king if he can.
So from the beginning, this temptation was in the wrong direction.
Most of its mental fragments were read from the chest armor that MacDonald remembered most.
Pooh!
Do we look at Fukada-sensei for the armor?
We look at handicrafts!
That face is art, right?
We are all old artists!
N'Zoth may have tricked the desperate Queen Azshara in the ancient war thousands of years ago, but after all, it is a tentacle monster. How can it understand McDonald's XP system?
He thought the one that impressed him the most was his favorite.
Only then did Mai completely wake up and escape from the [Secret Chamber of the Heart].
Kalia said extremely nervously: "McDonald's, today is different from the past. You have a heavy responsibility, and the alliance cannot live without you. During this period, I strongly recommend that you have at least one guard beside you in the same room with you."
It sounds good, but if you eat, sleep and go to the bathroom in the same room, is there privacy?
McDonald angrily raised the table in his heart: "I refuse! Don't underestimate me! I am a man who can even refuse the temptation of the ancient gods!"
"this……"
The girls wanted to persuade her, but McDonald ignored them immediately and kicked her out of the outer room.
After finally finishing the trouble, McDonald closed the door and suddenly found Wa Niang squatting in the corner with her arms crossed again.
If you don't look carefully, you really won't be able to spot her in the shadows.
"You get out too!"
"I refuse!"
"I said..."
"I refuse!"
"I……"
Ten minutes later.
Or "I refuse!"
Mcdonken was furious. He didn't know what kind of temper Wa Niang had in history. Valila in this life was definitely a model of accepting death.
He decided to change the topic: "By the way, why is Sylvanas here? Well, I didn't do anything excessive to her, right?"
"It's no big deal."
"real?"
"When your spirit was eroded by the dark power, you suddenly shouted, 'Don't come here.' Then you hugged Lord Sylvanas, who came over, and then said something like 'stone milk.'" Valeera said in her best words.
In a calm and cold tone, he spoke the most turbulent words.
"..."
Can Fukada-sensei’s implanted armor compare to Queen Nozomi’s natural chest armor?
Oh my god! I might as well commit suicide!
What is social death?
That’s it!
McDonald's whole body turned gray and turned into flying ashes in the next second. A gust of wind blew and scattered, scattered...
He had no idea what kind of expression he would use to face Queen Xi in the future.
Macdonald slumped on the bed, a sad tear falling from his face.
Macdonald's death is the end of the play.
Finished scattering flowers...
How strange!
"Oh my god! Why didn't you stop me!?" McDonald wailed.
"My lord, I am not sure whether you acted unconsciously or took advantage of the situation."
"Get out! Get out here, I want to be quiet."
"Who is Jingjing?"
"..." McDonald was embarrassed: "Who taught you this old trick?"
