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Chapter 688 Blast for three days and three nights

In the ten days since McDonald's left with his men, Arthas, with one-third of the Alliance's heroes and all the regular troops, steadily advanced towards the depths of the Molten Core.

Regardless of how many fire element elites ran out to block the road ahead, the two idiots only advanced fifteen kilometers every day, not more than a hundred meters, not less than a hundred meters.

Rest three times a day. Everywhere you go, you must set up camp to defend yourself against enemies coming from all directions.

And every night, even though he knew that the elemental interference was very large, he would build the portal regardless of the cost.

Sometimes, if you don't build this thing, you will definitely not be able to teleport; if you build it, a strong man at the archmage level will be able to make a fuss.

After the efforts of Modera, the tool member of the Kirin Tor Council, it is now basically confirmed that as long as there is no Molten Core leader in the area, the Archmage can forcefully open the portal for teleportation. The number of people cannot be too many, more than a dozen people

It's still very safe.

This became the basis for McDonald's career to start building Wind Sword.

When McDonald led his group of heroes to the area where the fifth Baron Geddon used to roam, he unexpectedly discovered several fire demon corpses in the camp.

"Who killed him?" McDonald looked at the mark on his retina, a little dazed.

"Well, I killed him this morning. I just don't know what happened to this guy... Lord Modera was playing with the magic circle. This guy and Saslar came over from a distance to interfere, and then I took Darien with me.

, the Van Cleefs and His Excellency Benedictus attacked together." Alsace said a little naively.

It is normal for people to have face blindness when it comes to the existence of different races.

Sometimes when Macdonald is in a relatively far place, he can only rely on altitude to tell who is Alleria and who is Queen Xi. If Vereesa dyes her hair, Macdonald will probably not be able to tell the difference between her and her second sister.

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Without the help of sand sculpture players, Alsace knows who the fire demon is!

Then, just as the sand sculpture players took their turn, the seventh Saffron Herald lay dead.

To be fair, Lao Qi is not difficult to defeat. The point is that Er Fool killed a boss lightly.

It should be said that the Second Idiot deserves to be the king of duels in the history of Azeroth?

"You're awesome!" McDonald patted the second idiot on the shoulder.

The second fool actually wiped the tip of his nose with his right index finger a little stupidly: "Compared with the big brother who killed Archimonde and Nefarian, you are nothing."

puff.

If Macdonald hadn't really done this, he would have thought that the second idiot was in Versailles. Macdonald saw full of admiration in the eyes of the second idiot.

This left McDonald speechless.

Well, Versailles turned out to be me.

"Well done, I'll give you a credit!"

At this time, the second fool hesitated a little: "Well, the Saffron Pioneer dropped a piece of equipment. I like it very much. Can I..."

McDonald:???

Don't blame him, he really doesn't know what good stuff Old 7 has for a fool.

You know, when his father was conquering MC, it was understandable that a group of mages were grabbing the [Wave Robe], a top-quality magic weapon. It was not impossible to get a [Witchcraft Dagger], but Er Sha was a warrior...

When Windsor, the current younger brother of Alsace, held up a manure fork and said, ah, it's [Shadow Halberd], Macdonald's face fell.

"this……"

"Can't you?" The second fool carefully observed McDonald's expression and reaction.

Of course, warriors can use long-handled weapons, but they are just candidates for the evil demon king and playing shit. This is a path that has never been imagined.

"No, I didn't say no, it's just that this thing is much worse than your two-handed sword." McDonald decided to use the ultimate move [Equipment Level Theory].

"I know. It's just..." The second idiot glanced at the emblem on the chest of the sand sculpture player not far from McDonald's side: "I feel that you prefer the trident to the Holy Grail emblem. So I saw that [Shadow Halberd] can still be used

Transformed into [Thunder Strike], it looks a lot like you, so I just wanted to take it back as a souvenir."

"Pfft!" McDonald really screamed.

That thing can indeed transform.

But its weak attributes and ugliness are the key points.

The nostalgic server in the game is a piece of junk that every team leader begs grandma to find someone to stuff, or it will be decomposed.

Now Alsace wants to commemorate it, because it can turn into a trident and has some thunder and lightning properties.

OMG!

The dung fork actually represents McDonald’s himself!?

McDonald suddenly felt like thunder was rolling from the sky, and he was struck dumb.

"This is fine if you like it. Of course, I personally prefer the one with a brighter color." McDonald had nothing to say and simply showed off the wind sword.

"It's okay, just use this weapon as a souvenir." The second fool stretched out his hand from afar, feeling the power of thunder on the wind sword, feeling the faint numbness caused by the aftermath of the thunder, and smiled: "What a good sword! What a good sword.

I hope that one day, I can also have a magical sword."

"There will be." McDonald encouraged him guiltily.

Mai really can't think of any other artifact that can rival [Frostmourne]. Even if it is comparable in power, it always feels like it lacks a lot of legendary color.

There is a little tidbit after that. I don’t know why. It is very likely that the [Shadow Halberd] was the standard weapon of a certain civilization or race in the past. There were 36 of them fired in total.

The result is that in the Trident Legion, a group of unscrupulous bosses and captains at all levels are crazily pushing (forcibly) selling (stuffing) weapons to some warriors or hunter players who are short of weapons.

So, when the second fool saw that the Trident Man also used the [Dung Fork], he nodded with satisfaction.

Back to business, since the alliance continued to advance, the elite troops of the fire element kept shrinking. Until they reached the edge of a huge black rock mountain, they finally had no way to retreat.

MacDonald also understands the difficulties of the manager Exotus. His own troops and leaders only have that much.

Once you fail to gather troops to attack at the beginning, you will completely lose the chance of winning.

McDonald made some calculations and found that only by gathering the first nine bosses at the beginning and overpowering them at once would he be more certain to win.

This was quite desperate for Exotus.

There is no way, there are too many "hunger strike" MTs in the alliance.

As long as it's not a boss that jumps around like Oblast, a tough guy like Uther can at least withstand the boss by himself, and he won't be able to carry it to the end of the world. If he can carry it for a day or two, it really won't be a problem at all.

As long as you can open up the formation, give priority to killing the weaker ones.

The alliance can still fight.

Now, what appears in front of the alliance soldiers is a mountain of monsters waiting for them.

At the foot of the mountain are super-giant monsters such as Molten Giants, and the mountainside is crowded with people with long-range attack power such as [Fire Lord]. McDonald can definitely figure out that behind the mountain or in places where the alliance cannot see, there are

Some undead Molten Dogs and [Lava Annihilators] can be used for surprise attacks.

Exotus, the fire demon, has used traditional warfare to its extreme.

McDonald raised the corner of his mouth: "Bombardment! Let's bomb him for three days and three nights first!"

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ps. The author's area is closed due to the epidemic, and there are a lot of troubles. Because food and other supplies are mainly supplied to fully closed communities, those of us who are semi-closed have a little trouble. I don't want to go into details.

If there is anything worth bragging about, it is probably that the entire two-way road with four lanes in front of the community is closed. We can play badminton in the middle of the road... Well, it has never been so wide.


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