If one's ancestors, or one's past self like Tyrande Whisperwind, are dead, then the present does not matter.
Compared with the uneasiness caused by McDonald's attack again, the reactions of the women were different.
Alleria: "Isn't Ronin good at it?"
Vereesa: "When has Luo Ning ever been reliable?"
"The representative of the tribe is dead?" Sylvanas' famous saying reappeared: "Humph! The tribe is all trash!"
Liadrin followed suit: "The tribe is trash!"
McDonald: "..."
Let me tell you, you two were originally from a tribe, so what you said is inappropriate, right?
Instead, Kalia was the first one who couldn't help but pounce on her. She grabbed McDonald and almost made his arms fall into the Twin Towers of Lordaeron. Her eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry: "
If I had known earlier, if I had known earlier..."
All the long-eared people looked at each other and lowered their heads in shame.
[A Basket of Crabs Pit Each Other Association] seems to have disappeared at this moment.
Regret is spreading.
McDonald's is quite generous. He won't die this time, so just go for it.
"Don't worry, I'm fully prepared. And I'm familiar with traveling through time and space." McDonald's confident expression surprised everyone.
The girls could see the absolute confidence in McDonald's eyes!
It's not the kind of self-hypnosis or self-paralysis that you pretend to be uneasy in your heart, but you really have confidence.
They won't know that he and the sand sculpture player are both skilled workers.
After appeasing everyone, McDonald went out and held an emergency throne meeting to say hello to the various bosses.
"While Luo Ning and I are away, I would like to trouble you all to worry about it. If there is a big matter, the old rule is to vote - the minority obeys the majority. When encountering particularly urgent matters, I suggest that you please ask Your Excellency Yufeng and Bronzebeard.
We will make a quick decision with the three-member small council composed of Lord Fordagon.”
McDonald's suggestion surprised everyone.
To be honest, the leaders of the alliance are a bit out of touch these days.
Dead and dead, useless and useless!
Except for MacDonald, who has made countless achievements at a young age, young kings from other countries have not yet been put to great use. For example, Varian and Tanred.
There is no problem with Bolvar being the representative of the humans and Magni being the representative of the dwarves. The problem is that McDonough has pushed the night elves to the level of one of the three giants. (As soon as Varian came of age, Bolvar handed over the power and became an assistant.
King Zheng.)
Although there is no problem in terms of strength, it must be recognized by everyone!
Humans have been friends with dwarves and gnomes for over a thousand years, but our relationship with dark elves seems to be a little shallower.
The leaders were stunned for a moment, but Magni touched his beard, looked at Falstad Wildhammer, and said: "The Eastern Kingdom is in urgent need of rest. Please pay more attention to the night elves to keep an eye on the tribe."
, if you need anything, just ask it, the dwarf will not refuse."
Everyone suddenly realized: Yes! There is also a damn tribe. They are so far apart, and it is up to the night elves to suppress the main force of the tribe.
The leaders all agreed, which made Tyrande very happy. Her beautiful eyes could not help but flicker, and she took a few glances at McDonald.
After dealing with diplomacy and domestic affairs, McDonald sent a set of "Three-Year College Entrance Examination and Five-Year Simulation" to the tool man Barthras and the large tool man Lor'themar. No, it is [Five Years of Stratholme Federation Development]
Plan], after saying hello to his vassals, he ran away uneasy.
Why don't you feel at ease?
Mograine: "I told you to leave an heir."
Abedis: "Tell me! What's not as good as my daughter's long ears?"
Count Barov pushed Ilucia, who gave a ladylike salute to Mai in a low-cut dress...
Kaizi blinked: All the essence of my high elves is already in the Duke's Mansion!
McDonald's ran away without saying a word!
This is a space journey that is a little strange yet a little familiar. When you step into the portal, you will be transported not to the Cave of Time, the lair of the Bronze Dragon, but to outer space.
The planet Azeroth shrank smaller and smaller in McDonald's field of vision, and soon it reached a place where the entire planet could be seen.
The system prompts: [Now entering the consciousness copy state...the copy is successful. During the activity of the clone consciousness, the main consciousness will enter a dormant state. If the clone consciousness returns successfully, it will be integrated into the main consciousness and become part of the host's memory.]
This is a wonderful feeling.
McDonald watched vaguely as another translucent version of himself walked out of his body and entered a clone of McDonald. The clone waved to himself and walked into another portal with a smile.
Not long ago, in the Caverns of Time, Nozdormu in human form looked at Mai, his eyelids kept twitching wildly, and with his long eyebrows unique to high elves, this scene was quite hilarious.
"McDonald, you are really capable!"
“A prize, a prize, a prize!”
McDonald's is giving me face. His consciousness is complete and there is no partiality. Unlike a certain spider who plays parallel consciousness (stand-up comedy) and develops partial body awareness. For example, the "Minister of the Body" is better at fighting and "magic"
The minister's better at magic.
His current state is similar to Naruto's multiple shadow clones in Naruto. Of course, the combat power is the same as the original body.
The only problem is, don’t lose your soul!
Nozdormu always felt that he was being tricked by McDonald. As the Dragon King, he wanted to press for the survival of the world, but the guy opposite him did nothing to press him.
He once wanted to be a good and upright dragon, but unfortunately he had no choice.
This stowaway from the outside world who is constantly causing trouble is already his best choice.
Anyway, he gave everything he had to give. Nozdormu simply ignored McDonald: "Are you... ready?"
"Any time!"
Lao Nuo pointed his right index finger, and a circle of water-like objects suddenly spread out in front of McDonald's face.
The next moment, McDonald felt that his consciousness was flying.
When he came back to his senses, he was already traveling at high speed through a passage made of silver grid. There were countless strange images outside the grid. With just a quick glance, he could barely tell that it should be an important event at a certain time point.
For example, the incident of slave Thrall running away will no longer occur.
As the journey speeds up, time flies by at your feet.
After an unknown amount of time, McDonald found himself suspended in a pitch-black space, beneath his feet was a continent filled with chaos and churning dark green smoke.
The evil energy clouds turned into cirrocumulus clouds in the troposphere. The blue and crystal-like ocean in the distance also turned into an ominous green after passing through the green mist.
The giant continent like a walnut shell kept spraying the light of Azerite into the sky.
McDonald's body descended rapidly, and he immediately noticed the glowing giant lake in the center of the continent!
No! He knows this lake!
It is an enlarged version of the second-generation Well of Eternity on Mount Hyjal, yes! It is the original well of the first-generation Well of Eternity!
