Chapter 493 Mengde, you don't follow the routine!?
Is Mengde really that strong?
Yes!
Ak'meng'de is really fierce.
When McDonald searched his memory for the first time, he had the impression that even if he was playing for his father, he would not necessarily be very cute!
That's an illusion, because in the past, when fighting Archimonde in the game, the bugs were stuck in the trees!
This is to avoid Archimonde’s ‘gutter fire’!
In the game, you can hide in a bug spot in a certain air wall so that no one can be burned by the fire, so you can safely carry out attack output.
Since Archimonde can capture the souls of the dead in battle and release full-screen ultimate moves with different effects, basically the whole group will be destroyed if one person dies. In the game back then, Dad Macdonald’s elite group could be killed with normal play.
I don’t know how many times it was destroyed. Anyway, I always heard my father roaring that ‘the equipment is red again’.
In reality, after experiencing the incident of [War Exhaustion] teasing Meng De, MacDonald witnessed with his own eyes that Archimonde's [Fire of Destruction] can ignore the terrain and blast up to ten kilometers away in one breath.
What's exaggerated is that this fire can be turned according to Meng De's will. It's not too flexible, but it's enough to kill heroes who have difficulty moving.
Yes, I’m talking about you Paladins!
Damn it! The alliance now relies entirely on Paladins as MTs!
No matter how awesome the Four Silver Saints are, can they still carry the flame of Meng De and be themselves in the fire?
Even if they can do it, what about others?
[Fire of Destruction] is simply a nightmare for other squishy professions. This kind of flame containing evil energy cannot be dispelled by ordinary spells. It will burn like tarsal maggots for a long time before it goes out.
During this period, treatment can only be used to harden the head.
Wang Defa!
This is really...
If you succeed, you will be in the highlight collection, if you fail, you will be reported to the underworld.
If you can handle Meng De, you might be able to fantasize about having a "bathroom encounter where everyone enjoys it" later on.
Can’t figure it out? Haha! If you can’t figure it out, this is the end of the parallel world of Azeroth.
fortunately!
The system is awesome!
There is no perfect way!
Under the premise of giving 9 lives, a multiple-choice question is also given.
[In view of the huge gap in strength between the host and Akmend, they may not be able to inflict enough damage on the enemy and enter the killing stage. The host is hereby provided with a special divine package for the host to choose...]
Almost when McDonald saw this passage, he must have been poisoned by the fake players. The system guy who became a bit bad actually played the magical advertising BGM of Telecom Indonesia, and it was a Suona version.
McDonald was really drunk.
McDonald glanced at it and decisively chose the strongest package, the one that cost 50 million gold coins, in exchange for the two silver-white rectangular boxes around his waist.
Caressing the box gently, McDonald felt that Onyxia behind him was as well-behaved as she could be.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps ahead, and McDonald saw Tyrande surrounded by Shandris and sentries.
"Lord Stratholme, are you resting well?" Tyrande gave a slight salute and then got straight to the point: "The night elves' delayed action has ended, and the first line of defense will soon usher in the vanguard of the Burning Legion."
McDonald raised the corner of his mouth: "I hope the tribe can be more powerful."
Originally, Tyrande wanted to hear that the Alliance could be more powerful, but in the next second, her attention was attracted by the two silver boxes hanging diagonally from McDonald's waist. Then she looked behind McDonald
Tyrande, a docile female black dragon that exuded a powerful aura, calmed down.
The Horde is nothing! At most, they can only kill one Abyss Lord.
The alliance has a strong man who beat up the Black Dragon King Neltharion, and the aura in the box is the best proof.
Tyrande looked serious, and the curve of her face softened a bit: "The night elves are more eager to see the results of the heroes of the Alliance."
"Haha! You will see." McDonald smiled calmly: "Of course, if the alliance can directly kill Archimonde, there is no need for the three parties to join forces. Our alliance is not strong, but we can kill all the minions of the legion commander.
It’s still no problem.”
"Several big demons have been strengthened."
"I know."
"I can't thank you enough!" Tyrande really admired McDonald.
As long as the alliance can really do it, then this alliance will not be a loss.
Even though the night elves are strong, they can't stomp on natural disasters, punch and burn them.
Then, in the midst of intensive preparations, the three defense lines of Mount Hyjal will face the biggest and most terrifying challenge in thousands of years - the visit of Archimonde, the leader of the Burning Legion, and his younger brothers.
On the front line, Sal became more and more nervous and at the same time he was confused.
He never expected that McDonald's would actually send him a bunch of expensive 'little gifts' before the war.
These gifts made both him and Tyrande take a high look at the Alliance.
It was a batch of magic gems, with the frost type accounting for half of the total, and of the remaining half, the fire, earth, and wind types each accounted for one-third.
Uther, who was delivering the goods, said righteously: "General Stratholme did not expect you to defeat the Burning Legion. Even if you are cannon fodder, you must show the value of cannon fodder. This is for your strong men to save their lives."
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Sal couldn't find a reason to refuse.
Before the war, he gritted his teeth, raised his arms and shouted to the nearly ten thousand main force: "Although we have many conflicts with the night elves and the alliance, and consider each other to be mortal enemies, in the face of the catastrophe of planet destruction, these should be temporarily
Put it down! We have only one enemy now - those damn demons! In the name of our ancestors - kill these despicable demons!"
"Kill them!" The tribal coalition forces, mainly orcs below, shouted in unison, with a voice as loud as thunder.
“Lok’Tar-ogar!”
The army was full of momentum.
Looking at the united subordinates and the support from the [Iron Horde], Thrall was full of pride and said to Vol'jin: "I think we can fight and even cause some damage to Archimonde."
Wojin's eyes twitched, and he felt a little guilty. On the surface, he could only express cautious agreement: "There is a chance."
I originally thought that what was waiting would be a flood of demons, doom guards, fear guards and the like.
What he waited for was the terrifying sound of footsteps that could shake the mountains.
"Wait! This is..." Thrall's pupils suddenly narrowed, and he saw a huge blue head turning from the foot of the mountain.
Look at the two iconic tentacles on the chin that look like a penis...
Damn it! If this isn’t Ake ‘Meng’ Debenmeng, who is it?
"Ignorant mortals! Do you think those little tricks can stop me from destroying this world? You are so naive-"
With the thunderous roar of this terrifying powerhouse second only to the Titans, the entire atmosphere was roaring. Countless frightened birds that had just flown away from the mountains were blown away by a huge expansion of air before they reached a safe area.
The explosive bomb shocked him to death.
"Crash!" Thousands of falling birds formed a rain of death.
Taking this as an opportunity, the terrifying [Fire of Destruction] suddenly lit up from the foot of the mountain, making an unscientific C-shape around the twists and turns of the mountain road, and burned directly towards the first formation of the orcs.
Seeing a thick fire snake the size of a train spreading towards him, Thrall's mind went blank.
