First of all, Elune explained that the right to use this will be under the right of its high priest or designated priest. In the future, it means that Tyrande and Shandris will no longer play, and only McDonald will play.
opportunity.
The second thing is that the goddess must be energetic.
Mobilizing the meteorite fragments in the synchronous orbit of the planet Azeroth is also a big expense for a true god. If Elune is not in good condition, her divine power is reduced, and she cannot do it, then there is nothing she can do.
But, what more could McDonald's ask for?
Just be handsome and that’s it!
Of course, he didn't think he had any chance of using this trick.
Once you travel back to a normal time, the mobs can be taken care of with cannons, and the boss can naturally be taken care of by the golden paladin Lao Wu and others.
On the other hand, Elune owed him a favor.
As a true god who continues to manifest his holiness, Elune has no bad deeds in history. Until Tyrande was unable to defeat the tribe and was forced to transform into the Moon Night War God, Elune lost contact for no reason. Most of the time, she was relatively reliable.
spectrum.
"Okay! I'll do my best!" McDonald didn't say anything at all. The benefits were enough, so naturally he didn't mind charging money to do things.
McDonald agreed, and Elune was obviously relieved: "I'm completely relying on you."
What happened next made everyone a little surprised.
"The Goddess Elune and His Majesty Nozdormu have something very important for me to do. I want to leave the front line for a while." When McDonald announced at the military meeting, it immediately caused a commotion among all the participants.
"What is it? Is it more important than winning this war?" The nobles were the first to refuse.
joke!
Hawk*Star is already their only life-saving straw. Who can bear this kind of joint eyes leaving the front line?
McDonald slapped the table unceremoniously: "I am here to win this war! You have no right to know my specific actions!"
"Ah! Even as Earl XX, I..."
"Yes! You're not qualified!" McDonald didn't give that guy any face. He looked around with tiger eyes, full of domineering and majestic eyes, staring at him until no more Kaldorei dared to look at him.
On the contrary, many big shots vaguely guessed what McDonald was going to do.
McDonald ignored it and directly called out his name: "Garold Shadowsong! When I am away, you will take over the position of commander-in-chief."
"Ah? Me?" Jarod was stunned.
"Yes! Now is the moment of life and death for the entire world. Since you have proven your ability to command a multi-ethnic army with your outstanding achievements, there is no need for me to take the risk of handing over military power to other commanders." McDonald said indifferently.
In a tone of voice, a commander's scepter, which was as effective as a military talisman, was thrust into Jarod's arms.
"This, I..."
"For the sake of the common people! You must accept it!"
"Okay! I'm ashamed of myself!" Jarod bowed deeply to McDonald.
After the unqualified guys were forced to retire and only a group of wilderness demigods and representatives of the dragon clan were left, McDonald revealed that he had made up, no, it was a conclusion he had arrived at by restoring history.
"Forcing a frontal charge is useless! The Burning Legion has endless reinforcements, or in other words, the demon troops we see now are just the tip of the iceberg of the opponent's total strength. We must destroy the portal in Azshara as soon as possible."
Cenarius frowned: "Is there any chance?"
"It didn't exist before, but now it exists."
"What is it?" Malfurion's eyes lit up.
"A group of high-borne elves headed by Queen's Counselor Harveys are being forced by Sargeras to turn into ugly satyrs. As we all know, the high-borne elves are a group of arrogant guys. Although they pursue the ultimate in magical power,
At the same time, I will not give up my pursuit of aesthetics and become such an ugly monster. There are always people who can't stand it."
McDonald continued to talk nonsense, or spoil the history as he knew it.
However, his words were well-founded and convincing to everyone.
Not everyone is willing to see a nice and beautiful elf suddenly turn into a furry, brutal and ugly goat-headed demon satyr.
"Are you sure?" Malfurion asked nervously.
"There is never a sure-win battle, we can only gamble." McDonald continued to lie.
"That shouldn't be you as the leader of the resistance army!" Malfurion also wanted McDonald to take action, and he also had to fulfill his duty of admonishment as his younger brother.
McDonald glanced vaguely: "The other party won't believe you because you are not a noble!"
These words stuck Malfurion to death.
Similarly, what comes to everyone's mind is naturally the appearance of a powerful high-level elf noble archmage who has to betray Queen Azshara due to reality. The other party is very timid and refuses to agree without seeing the leader of the resistance army.
What.
Yes, McDonald made arrangements for Dath'Remar Sunstrider in advance.
The only thing he didn't do was to reveal Mr. Kai's name. There are tens of thousands of Highborne nobles, and the number of significant ones is close to four figures. Even if someone connected McDonald with a big Highborne noble,
If you reveal it, Queen Azshara will never guess it.
When the time comes, when Kai Ziye jumps to Zhongchen, it will be a perfect match.
McDonald praised himself for his wit.
"You can't be the only one who goes into danger alone, right?" This time, unexpectedly, it was Luo Ning who suggested it.
"Yes! You need protection!" Maiev stepped forward without hesitation, and then Malfurion also stepped forward.
Seeing that everyone was united, McDonald felt that it was difficult to refute.
He simply obeyed and said, "Well, Ms. Shadowsong, Mr. Luo Ning, Lord Stormrage, the three of you will come with me. No more people will be needed. The other party cannot bring too many people in."
Fortunately, this is an era that values heroes, and there are no stinking rules that require the boss to sit behind the scenes.
When McDonald was bitten to death, it was not Elune's instruction. After instructing him to find an opportunity and arrange the back-up plan, the coalition leader, who was suffering from the inability to break through on the frontal battlefield, just obeyed.
After a little preparation, the four of them pretended to be messengers communicating with the rear and secretly left the military camp.
When the door behind her closed, Maiev asked: "Where are we going now?"
"First hide your equipment in storage bags, then look like you've been beaten by an eredar wizard, and enter the city of Azshara as a prisoner." McDonald said leisurely.
"And you?"
"Me?" McDonald smiled mysteriously: "Of course I'm pretending to be an Eredar wizard."
Right in front of the three heroes, McDonald took out a pair of obviously custom-made alloy anti-feet, put them on his feet, making it look like he was walking on stilts, and then put on a pair of high-grade Ai Rui shoes.
A mage's robe was put on, and finally a very delicate silicone demon mask was put on.
The key is that McDonald's body did not know what he did, and the unique evil energy of the Eredar wizard rose up all over his body.
