In team battles, kill the wet nurse first. Meng De's operation is fine.
McDonald's wouldn't dare to bet.
No one knows how many more rounds there are in the Middle Finger of Death?
What if Meng De takes something like a little blue pill?
He does not have the shadow clone technique, nor does he know [Sacrifice Blessing], or the authentic [Support] of a warrior professional.
[Support] Well, in theory, it means helping the opponent block a ranged or melee damage.
All serious warriors will do it.
Mai is not serious.
Besides, if he leaves, Tyrande will probably die.
The sky hasn't been completely cleared yet, and some land-based demons suddenly flew up. These Doom Guards are so stupid that Tyrande doesn't dare to stop [Stars Falling] at all.
Well, McDonald will never admit that he doesn't want to save Cenarius!
Anyway, the core of Lao Lu's soul is hanging in the Emerald Dream. If he really dies, Meng De will probably not be able to get the soul.
A big old man is really going to die, please carry him to death!
You are so goddamn demigod, you can’t hold it in anymore and you’re knocked out by another move, what else can I say?
really……
The chicken thief's Meng De looked at Mai without moving, and finally decided to stick his middle finger into Cenarius's face.
The flower of death is blooming, and the black darkness is falling.
When the surging dark energy surged out, triggering ancient mysteries, people saw a scale of death in a trance.
The nobility of life VS the cheapness of death!
It may be unbelievable in the eyes of mortals. They cannot imagine that there is anything in the world that can escape [the finger of death].
In fact, there are still tricks.
Cenarius is worthy of the title of demigod in other aspects except for fighting in hand-to-hand combat and having a stiff head.
Faced with death threats, he chose to 'fight the wave'.
An extremely rich life force rose up under his feet.
It was not only his power, but also mixed with the life force of the Well of Eternity. Relying on the blessing of life left by Alexstrasza back then, the night elves had eternal life.
Yes, don’t forget, this is the top of Mount Hyjal, the holy land and home ground of the Druids.
Cenarius forcibly turned this decisive move into a simple and crude method of addition and subtraction, using more life force to forcibly offset the power of death.
In addition to the special mystery contained in [The Finger of Death]...
When the power of death's middle finger finally crossed space and landed on Cenarius's chest, everything came to a conclusion——
Under the astonished gazes of countless people, Cenarius took three big steps back, but finally managed to carry it over.
You can see that the green on Cenarius's body quickly turns gray, as if the leaves have changed from the tender green in early spring to the withered yellow in autumn, but so far, they are still a little short of withering.
Cenarius could not hide the surprise on his face. He covered his chest with his right hand and shouted loudly: "Your name is Tirion Fordring, right? Thank you! My benefactor!"
Everyone:???
Everyone who was fighting with all their strength realized that Lafayette suddenly knelt down on one knee, covering his chest with the same pains.
Everyone suddenly understood the key to the matter.
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Cenarius did try his best to fight against Mend's death power. He would have lost with a slight difference in strength. At the last moment, it was Tirion who threw a [Blessing of Sacrifice] to Cenarius, forcibly sharing part of it.
harm.
After all, the mystery of [Finger of Death] is too high. It could have carried 30% at most, but in the end it might have carried less than 10%.
This becomes the winning hand.
It was this little bit of help that allowed Cenarius to pull his legs back from the gate of hell with great difficulty.
For a natural-type demigod, he has many ways to recover from his wounds. Even if he is completely disabled in combat, as long as he is sane, it will be of great significance to the night elves.
Not to brag, but this time, the Alliance really impressed the night elves with its sincerity.
Over there, Meng De was going crazy.
"Why? Why? The insignificant scum can actually resist my death magic. One is like this? Two are like this?"
Little question mark, why did all your friends go to Archimonde’s head?
Meng De was really helpless and furious.
What about the promised second-hand skills? How come one of them was inexplicably not hurt when hit, and the other was incredibly deadly? Is there any way to do this?
Also, why do those bastards on the mountainside have no souls?
"Devil! You are at the end of your skills! Accept the [Sanction] of justice -" Uther shouted violently, and in conjunction with his skills, the [Ashbringer] in his hand erupted into a golden light as bright as the rising sun.
For the first time, I successfully gained control skills.
"Zi!" After a strange sound, a boss that was so big was knocked unconscious by Lao Wu.
McDonald was stunned when he saw this scene.
He has never fought such a rich battle in the game before. The NPC that comes out to help is useless without you adding blood to him. Not to mention that his attack power is higher than yours, and he can control the opposite boss!
Mengde was really in a coma. He didn't even release the [Fire of Destruction] and [Air Explosion] in his hands. He just stood there and was beaten.
No hero is a fool, he can do whatever he has to do.
Those who increase blood will increase blood, those who take drugs will take drugs, and those who output will slash wildly.
It directly caused Mengde to doubt life for the first time after regaining consciousness.
pain!
it hurts!
It hurts so much!
Every hole McDonald opened for him was quickly expanded from the level of an ant nest.
Others were digging holes, but Meng De's wounds were forced by the heroes to look like they were going to dig tunnels inside. Forget about digging tunnels, they kept blowing up mountains...
"No! It shouldn't be like this! How could I, Archimonde, die in a place like this!"
Mengde was panicked, confused, and crazy.
He made an action that didn't look like a boss - rolling around like a lazy donkey!
"Ouch!?" Old Cow Kane looked at the blue body that was pressed down like a mountain collapsing, and his bull's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.
"Bah! I wouldn't let you fool around like this!" Magni yelled.
"Holy Light..." Lao Wu was completely stunned. He didn't know how to react to this move.
The three major MTs of the coalition could barely compete in terms of absolute strength and desperately blocked Meng De's melee attacks, but that didn't mean they had the means to stop such a big Archimonde from rolling around.
The biggest Magni here is barely as high as someone else's knees, let alone Lao Niu and other orc heroes.
I'm sure they won't die if I press them down. They're all used as meat mats. It's so unpleasant!
Mengde, who was ten stories high, rolled three times on the ground. Suddenly, the sky was turned upside down, smoke and dust filled the sky, and there were flying rocks and debris everywhere.
The melee heroes who couldn't escape were all holding on with their faces reddened, shouting with their body language, "How many floors can a bag of rice carry?"
Anyone who could run away had to hide far away. The only thing McDonald could do was to rush over and drag the short-legged Kalia away.
The coalition camp is scattered, which is not a big problem. After all, Meng De's magic and melee attacks have stopped.
No need to say hello, Kaizi, Alleria and other long-range heroes recovered and immediately continued to attack Mengde's wounds.
Who knew that Archimonde didn't even look back, carrying the attack of the coalition heroes, and climbed to the World Tree on his hands and feet...
