MacDonald's own attack is not too strong. Even if he uses Lao Nai's dragon teeth, it is impossible to cause damage caused by the bite force of the Dragon King. If you have to use any metaphor, MacDonald's attack is a scalpel, not a scalpel.
A pig-killing knife, or Brother Haonan's machete.
"You hit wherever I cut", all the long-range heroes understood it by heart.
If flies don't bite seamless eggs, McDonald's is the egg opener.
Cut open Archimonde's skin lightly, and the strange blue blood splashing out is the best guide.
It is difficult for ordinary formal mages to shoot magic forty yards away, because they do not have strong enough mental power to restrain the elements that leave the magician's side.
As long as they want to, these archmages can easily shape the elements into a specified shape and send them two hundred yards away. The price is naturally a proportional reduction in power.
This is enough!
Archimonde is really uncomfortable!
Being bitten by that tiny flying cockroach-like human being, such a small opening would immediately cause a firestorm.
A large amount of arcane energy pierced the sky. Regardless of whether it was a direct strike or an arc, no matter how he swung his arms or twisted his body, those elemental attacks would always be like maggots on the tarsus, clinging to them.
Come up.
The four major elements are something that the elemental lords play poorly with. If the allied magic master uses fire or frost elements, Meng De is not too afraid, but the opponent uses arcane magic in unison, which is the magic of the Titan series.
Meng De does not have a good way to resist arcane damage.
He rarely uses magic shields, and he doesn't even bother to use them. His powerful body, which is harder than steel, is the best shield.
When the opponent can break through the defense and target his wounds to attack weak points, constantly causing him damage, he will become very irritable.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Purple-blue arcane energy balls exploded one by one, showing a terrifying destructive power that was disproportionate to its small size.
Putting aside the pain caused, Archimonde was extremely angry just by seeing the exploded packets on his skin and the mottled and blurry pieces of flesh.
Not to mention, after the arcane spells are blasted, there will still be a bunch of disgusting shooters.
Drawing their bows, nocking arrows, and loosening their strings, the archer team headed by the three Windrunner sisters dodged the spreading wall of fire while continuously pouring down arrows with flowing movements. Their flexible movements combined with their graceful postures ignored
With the bows and arrows in their hands, anyone would believe you if you said they were dancing.
However, their spicy attacks were what made Mende the most uncomfortable.
The specially made dragon tooth arrows can be skillfully shot into the wounds blasted by the masters. Lao Nai's tooth fragments ensure the penetration. The double damage of flame and shadow attached to the arrows may not be obvious, but it can deceive Meng De's neural perception.
The sacred runes on the arrow shaft can bring considerable secondary damage to Meng De.
Perhaps the continuous injuries would not break Archimonde's muscles and bones, but they would be enough to cause enough bloodletting to completely stagnate his body's self-healing ability, effectively reducing his physical strength and vitality.
"Bastard! Damn it! Despicable little bug"
The big hooves under his feet couldn't crush the strange bull, couldn't kick away the silver short winter melon, let alone a little outside, and there was a group of paladins he was familiar with as the second line of defense. Archimonde realized
Realize that I can't break through easily.
The [Air Explosion Technique] that can directly hit these tiny creatures doesn't seem to be that easy to use.
He didn't know that every coalition hero had brought the [Tear of the Goddess] that Tyrande carefully prepared for this battle. This thing is a temporary parachute. Hold it and inject a thought, which can immediately slow down the speed of falling. The effect
Equivalent to [Slow Fall Technique].
It can only be used once in a short period of time, and you have to wait thirty seconds for it to cool down after use. It is a life-saver at critical times!
[Air Explosion] The actual damage is not high and it cannot kill anyone. Its biggest effect is to knock heroes away and destroy their formation.
Without a magic version of a parachute, it would fly three to forty meters high. Even a hero would lose half of his life if he fell. He would suffer a broken bone or something, and the Holy Light wouldn't be able to save him until his own bones were set.
With Tears of the Goddess, even Kalia, when she was in a hurry, still activated [Tears of the Goddess] five meters above the ground.
People are fine.
But the same posture as Marilyn Monroe pressing her skirt (robe) made McDonald, who was passing by, silently use the system function to take a screenshot and save it.
The situation gradually tilted in the coalition's favor.
Especially after McDonald used his crazy step to open a hole in the calf of Meng De's left calf, the situation became even more unfavorable to Meng De.
Since Meng De had the typical backfoot of the Eredar people and his knees were bent backwards, when his movements were not so violent, Valeela boldly jumped up and used her unparalleled agility to jump up and follow Macdonald.
The open wound was cut wildly, leaving a huge wound of 2 meters by 6 meters.
Seeing that all the long-range heroes of the Alliance have good records and are constantly causing damage, the heroes of the Horde are all forced to have their pedicures done due to their height.
You know, Meng De's hooves are very hard, almost entirely made of cuticles that are about as hard as diamonds.
When the ax goes down, it can often only chop off a piece the size of a fist, which is really ineffective.
Without even losing a drop of blood, is this considered a victory?
Such a big cute guy, do you think this is for people to trim their toes?
Someone in the tribe finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Look at me!" Garrosh shouted, performing the Hellscream family's ancestral jumping chop. [Blood Roar] aimed at the muscles of Meng De's left calf. He wanted to follow the lines of the muscles and remove them in one breath.
A piece of Mengde’s meat!
Perhaps it was because he was yelling at the handsome boy, or because he was too tall to be beaten. Archimonde, who had always used his hands to cast spells, noticed the idiot who was jumping up high, and rarely slapped him down.
This kind of slap can never hit the chicken thief McDonald, nor can it sweep away the nimble elf rangers.
It's very useful against the straight-talking idiots.
"Pa"
Such a small idiot roared like a baseball that was knocked out by a home run. It disappeared with a "whoop" and flew to a corner of the woods where birds don't poop.
"Huh? If [Soul Charge] doesn't respond, that means it's still alive." McDonald felt a little bit regretful.
He wanted to let the idiot scream to death, but he was not willing to let him die now.
Tangled!
Next to him, Sal just wanted to hold his forehead.
Why is the operation of the alliance just "this dish is more delicious"!
When you get to the tribe, it becomes [this dish is better than rice]!?
In the first five minutes, the situation became clear.
If Archimonde's back and forth is [Fire of Destruction], [Air Explosion] and the curse [Grasp of the Legion] that causes shadow damage, then the death of the commander of the Burning Legion is almost inevitable.
