McDonald's instantly turned into a cat with explosive hair!
Who says I am a warrior? Who am I to worry about?
What paradise is on the left, warriors on the right and left!
Why does it smell like holding a big shield to carry a giant boss?
What Stratholme God of War?
I'm just a rich man who spends money and wastes his fortune.
Anyone who likes to do such a stupid thing as charging at Sargeras can do it. I, McDonald, will be the first one not to do it!
…
"The Alliance God of War who can bravely charge towards Archimonde must not be afraid of Sargeras..." Luo Ning said to himself.
Unlike in history, he was told by Nozdormu that he was going to the War of the Ancients before he came. He had half a day to catch up on the knowledge of this war before departure.
The documents from 10,000 years ago are still copied from the high elves, and most of them are unclear (mainly because the Dath'Remar Sunstriders have no outstanding performance, and the high-precision historians are not easy to use the Spring and Autumn style of writing), which is better than nothing else.
No need to be strong.
Well, but...
Luo Ning's lifelong inability to get along is inseparable from his almost zero emotional intelligence. This guy has devoted all his intellectual talents to magic.
He didn't notice McDonald's stiff facial muscles at all. Maybe it was because Mai was just a purple baby now, and no matter how purple he turned, it wouldn't be noticeable. Anyway, Luo Ning patted the horse's leg extremely hard.
All I have to do is beat up my teammates and buff the opposite boss!
"I use a sword!" McDonald patted the slender elf-style sword in his hand.
"Isn't this...soldier proficient in all weapons?" Luo Ning, the stubborn man, still wanted to persuade him. He was really moved by Brox's brave fighting.
McDonald gave him a sharp look: "Dear Sir Kirin Tor Speaker, is it appropriate for me, the commander-in-chief of the Alliance, and a Lordaeronian whose hometown was slaughtered by orcs, to use an orc's axe?"
Luo Ning, who had a shockingly low emotional intelligence, finally woke up at this moment: "Ah! Sorry, I didn't mean that. In fact, I just wanted... that..."
Luo Ning was speechless.
McDonald complained crazily in his heart: Damn it! Whoever becomes your teammate needs to write a will in advance! If you don't trick him to death, you will make him angry to death.
To highlight the point, this ax is not the [Oak Axe] used by Brox to injure Sargeras - an artifact jointly created by Cenarius and Malfurion and blessed by the King of the Forest!
This is just the epic nameless ax Brox used before!
With a long sigh, Actor Mai accepted the axe: "His surname is Saurfang, right? I wonder if he is related to Thrall's deputy Varok Saurfang. If we have a chance to meet, I will pass it on to him.
"
As for using an ax...
hehe!
Impossible to use!
There is no way in my life I can use an axe!
Whoever uses it is a dog!!
Here, seeing McDonald willing to put away the axe, Luo Ning smiled happily. Unexpectedly, within three seconds of being kind, his expression suddenly changed, he subconsciously covered his left rib, and he vomited blood on the spot.
"What's wrong with you?" McDonald was shocked.
"I...before I was caught, I accidentally got hit by a hellhound, which hurt a little."
careless?
It's not possible for the Master to be caught so easily. He was probably attacked because he used [Flash] too many times during the battle, which caused his magic power to be disordered, a bit collapsed, and he became dizzy, right?
"Wait, don't move!" McDonald never wanted to touch a man, nor did he want to know the meaning of "Knowing Billy is a crook", but Luo Ning was another core figure in the War of the Ancients, and he would be in trouble if he died.
He touched the place as Luo Ning said, and immediately found something was wrong.
"Damn it! Your ribs are broken!"
"Broken? No wonder I have difficulty breathing."
"Damn! Are you an idiot? You can bear such a serious injury? Let go of your elemental power and let my perception penetrate into your body."
"good……"
Luo Ning dispersed the magic power attached to the surface of the body and near the injured area, and with the help of the system, McDonald finally saw the condition of this slow fool.
It's so outrageous. The rib at the bottom of this guy's right chest was broken, and the broken bone was inserted into the bottom lobe of his left lung.
What the hell do you call 'a little pain'? You almost died on the spot!
McDonald was also anxious and shouted: "Priest! Hurry up and find the Moon God Priest to come and save people!"
Not long after, McDonald was stunned for a moment when he saw the goddess priest holding the hem of his mooncloth robe.
Oh my God, it's Tyrande!
McDonald's first reaction was whether he was being cheated on.
There are rules for time travel. If you offend acquaintances from the future while traveling back in time, there may be subtle time and space reactions.
His second reaction is safety!
This skill scares me. His spirit has passed through the body of a night elf noble. Ten thousand years later, Tyrande still recognizes him. The race has changed, right?
It was only later that Tyrande developed magical archery skills. Now she is just a pure nanny, of course, the divine version.
After Tyrande bowed to McDonald, she quickly checked Ronin. She agreed with McDonald's judgment: "It's internal bleeding. Divine magic is not omnipotent. If the wound cannot be resolved, it will continue to cause internal bleeding."
problem, he will still..."
"It's okay! I'm just waiting for you." McDonald turned to face Luo Ning: "Since we faced Neltharion together, do you think I'm a brother?"
"certainly!"
"That's good!" McDonald didn't wait for Luo Ning to react and drew his sword out of its sheath.
A cold light flashed, and the sharp sword edge had already scratched the skin of Luo Ning's lower right rib...
Blood splatters!
Luo Ning screamed on the spot, his golden eyes widened, and he looked at McDonald in disbelief - Why did you kill me!?
McDonald blinked - isn't it normal to go out on a limb for a brother? Don't you think of me as a brother?
While everyone was in shock, Butcher Mai inserted his left hand into Ronin's wound, pulled back the rib that had penetrated the lung, and broke it back to its original position. At the same time, he scolded Tyrande: "Priestess! Why are you still standing there?
Deduct 6, ah no, use the recovery magic!"
"Ah!" Tyrande exclaimed, and then came back to her senses. She was not a delicate flower. After joining the war, she had seen a lot of bloody events. She immediately realized that this noble Lord Marquis was trying to save his life.
This human being.
A soft milky white light bloomed from Tyrande's hand, immediately stopping the bleeding in Ronin's chest.
After a few seconds, even the wound healed quickly, leaving only a shallow scar and Luo Ning, who was almost collapsed from pain.
After careful sensing, Tyrande showed a surprised expression: "His injury is stable."
"Thank you..." Luo Ning said weakly, "By the way, are you so confident that you won't miss?"
Cao Dangken replied with utmost sincerity: "If I miss you, I will take care of your wife and daughter."
