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Chapter 509

[Finger of Death] is really outrageous!

It takes seconds!

Poke whoever is lying dead!

Stare at so and so for reincarnation!

I can't imagine what it would be like if Archimonde used this trick to instantly kill someone's collection of beautiful elves.

Probably, it’s heartache and despair!

McDonald had long ago calculated that in reality Archimonde was not a fool, and he would not keep this kind of ultimate move that would kill him at the bottom of the box.

Instead of letting Meng De kill people randomly and constantly capture the souls of heroes to amplify his moves and cause the group to be destroyed, it would be better to use Mai Jiu Ming's flesh and blood to consume Meng De's [Finger of Death] a few times to make Meng De doubt the existence of magic.

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Any ultimate move that involves instant death judgment or the law of cause and effect will definitely not be used as casually as eating and drinking.

If you use too much, Archimonde himself can't bear it.

That's what McDonald's is betting on.

With three consecutive moves of the death middle finger, one can truly feel that the shadow energy swaying around Archimonde's body has become much thinner.

If Meng De can really use [Finger of Death] continuously indefinitely, then wouldn’t we have to summon Gatling Bodhisattva and use six large pure tubes of Buddha’s Light that turn 3600 times per second to deal with Meng De?

Seeing McDonald miraculously withstand the middle finger of death from the second man, the tribal heroes felt that they could do it again.

"Go! We can do it!" Sal encouraged everyone and shouted passionate slogans to attack.

They were no longer willing to trim the toes, and instead jumped on Meng De's constantly moving calf, which was at an angle of 60 degrees to the ground. They jumped on the bloody wound with extreme savagery and tore it open.

Fortunately, Archimonde's blood is not poisonous or corrosive. Otherwise, Meng De would not have to take action after all this trouble. He would just send a few souls to Meng De to amplify his moves.

This time, Archimonde was really in pain.

A few orcs jumped into the wound on Meng De's calf. What's the difference between this and a leech jumping onto a human's calf to suck blood?

That one hurts!

He finally couldn't help it, stopped casting spells with his right hand, and bent down to dig out the green humanoid maggots.

"Don't even think about it!" Brian Bronzebeard finally made a strong man. With unimaginable strength, he used his hands to hold Uther's soles, turning the old man into a holy light cannon and flying directly into the sky.

The evil black light and the righteous golden light collided fiercely in less than a tenth of a second.

At the same time as the golden light exploded, the door-shaped nail clipper named [Ashbringer] struck Meng De hard on the middle finger of his right hand.

"ah--"

Meng De's nails burst into pieces on the spot.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart.

The nails on my fingers were broken and it was really painful.

Otherwise, why were so many tortures in ancient China related to fingers?

Just then Rexxa burst into anger over there, and he cut wildly, finally splitting open a piece of meat that was too big for both of them to hold. At the same time, in pain, Archimonde backed away in embarrassment, and almost staggered to the ground.

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Since the start of the game, Meng De has been in the air every second, and there is no one he can't handle.

Now that Meng De was defeated, the morale of the coalition heroes was immediately boosted.

Meng De's face, which was already blue, felt even bluer.

He likes to fight alone, even if he is against ten thousand enemies, he is worthy of it. Being able to crush those insect-like enemies with absolute power is the greatest joy of his demonic life.

Azeroth is a weird place. The planet has a will of its own.

As soon as Archimonde arrived, he felt that he was being targeted. This world was rejecting his entry, frantically suppressing his power, isolating space, and preventing him from summoning power from other worlds.

He doesn't care. He always jumps into a trap and smashes the trap together with the conspirators hiding in the dark. This is the fun of being a demon.

Only this time, for the first time in his life, he felt that his life was in danger.

At first, he didn't realize that the closer he got to the World Tree, the more oppressive the world would be to him. Even these insect-like villains dared to confront him and hurt him.

Archimonde wanted to make a big move, but he didn't have the soul.

[Soul Recharging] does not require ordinary souls - the souls of demons from the Burning Legion are not good, those things are too filthy and have no explosive points; the hoarded suffering souls are not good, and the activity is not enough; the most ideal, of course, is

You want a fresh soul, just separated from the body, the stronger the better.

I thought that there were so many villains with good souls, and if I killed any one of them, I would get ammunition.

Who would have thought that the tried-and-tested [Finger of Death] would fail even if it was poked four times in a row?

This human flying around is simply poisonous!

"Hahaha! Can you catch me?"

"Even Kil'jaeden's grandmother moves more swiftly than you!"

"Come on! Keep using [Finger of Death]? Use it! Whoever doesn't use it is a dog!"

"I will peel off your skin, cut your flesh, chop off your tendons to use as a slingshot, and shoot your head back to the Burning Legion to serve as a chamber pot for Kil'jaeden."

If McDonald's babbled sarcasm was just a joke, Meng De would at most be the incompetent rage of a loser. But McDonald's really hurt him!

Even if McDonald's damage is not high every time, it is extremely humiliating!

Meng De could not imagine how Kil'jaeden would laugh at him if he went back this time.

Meng De knew very well that using [Finger of Death] could kill other people in seconds, but he just couldn't help it and gave McDonald another finger.

"Fuck!" McDonald cursed in his heart.

Life-1.

So far, he has theoretically died five times.

Well...

People can be hung up and corpses can be dragged. The King of Zaun will never admit defeat in the field of keyboards.

McDonald kept cordially greeting Archimonde's family and relatives using the [Eredar] sent by Mr. Wang.

This scene made the coalition heroes dumbfounded.

Fake MT: He looks like a big-muscled tyrant, carrying the boss on his back, and getting a pedicure at the boss’s feet.

The real MT: He looks so weak, seduces the boss, and flies in mid-air to attract most of the firepower.

No, Archimonde even threw [Fire of Destruction] into the sky, but he couldn't hit someone in Mai.

The heroes of the coalition forces all made great fortunes in silence, while secretly killing their cute little fellows.

It wasn't until his vitality was reduced to half that Mengde suddenly realized - Damn! This little bitch was trying to seduce me on purpose.

But he has no other tricks!

He was determined to use [Hand of Death] to clear the field and kill the entire team instantly, but his soul stock was insufficient.

So, he roared.

"%T$!%@#"

That's an Ereda language, and it probably means, little beasts, get over here.

When McDonald first heard this, he was stunned.

I have played so many dungeons in the game, but I have never seen Archimonde recruit a younger brother.

What about the one-on-one boy band that was promised?

What if you promised to be so reckless that you would die without calling for help?

Blizzard, you lied to me!

The heroes heard a strange buzzing sound coming from the bottom of the mountain, and when they turned their heads, they could see a large number of Doom Guards fluttering their wings and flying over.

[Situ Panpo], who was resting on the mountainside, complained wildly: "Archimonde is no longer reckless, Lord Qingjie!"


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