"Do you want me to help with treatment?" Tyrande really cared about him.
As the high priest of Elune, she could tell at a glance that she had the power of the Moon Goddess.
McDonald was embarrassed: "In desperation, I mixed the power of the moon goddess and the wind element. It's a bit troublesome, but it'll be fine after a while."
This is the truth. The system says that if someone from Mai needs to be disabled for half an hour, then 1800 seconds will be given, not even one second less.
The system was counting down on his retinas. If Tyrande was trying to get involved at this time, he would probably not be able to please him, so he might as well just lie down and wait for half an hour.
Seeing how determined McDonald was, Tyrande walked away to discuss the distribution of the spoils with everyone.
Everyone is familiar with this matter. Magni, the master craftsman, will go up first to identify it and give an evaluation, and then everyone will take it according to their needs.
Basically, the first-line heroes will supplement the parts except Haishan and update them a little, and the rest will be given to second-line heroes such as Angela.
Compared to Blackwing Lair, the equipment in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj has been improved to a certain extent, but compared to the equipment in Haishan, it is still far inferior. The alliance is not yet rich enough to give it to heroes to take home and collect. If the second-tier heroes don't want it, just leave it to them.
An elite operator of Trident.
To be honest, players can only stand Ahn'Qiraj's weird-looking weapons and equipment.
Think about it, what is the [Holy Qiraji Barrier], it is said to be a shield, and its shape is a green beetle. There are eight chelicera-shaped insect leg reliefs on the edge of the shield; what is the [Holy Qiraji Dagger], this
The thing is just a pink insect leg.
No wonder the second-tier heroes, unless they are greatly improved, all shake their heads and wave their hands in rejection.
Over there, seeing McDonald's legs twitching so happily, Kalia brought a blanket and wrapped the guy's lower body, so it wasn't so ugly.
Just as Queen Xi was looking at McDonald and thinking ill-intentionedly about the time to have a child, a thundering roar suddenly came from the depths of the temple.
This voice not only has the flavor of ancient wilderness, but also contains rich anger and...evil thoughts!
The evil thoughts that have almost turned into reality feel like thick red mist pouring out from the deepest part of the temple. As long as you feel it a little bit, you will feel as if you are in a chili-flavored paste.
Thick and disgusting!
What's worse is that no matter who it is, they can feel that the sight of a huge red eye spans the space, passes through the tall and thick stone wall, and is staring at them.
"Ah!" Kalia screamed, and the next second her whole body swayed uncontrollably: "What... is this?"
"C'Thun...?" Vereesa next to her also kept chattering her teeth on her upper and lower jaws.
That is not an evil thought that humans can imagine!
Pure destruction! Devour! Destruction!
He coerces and intimidates those who disobey him, and outputs an air of resentment endlessly.
When a person is in this kind of environment, it is like being pressed up by sheets of quilt.
The initial feeling was probably one or two ten-pound quilts, but later the number of quilts seemed to increase endlessly...
Five pictures, ten pictures, a hundred pictures, it makes people breathless.
"Death is not far away from you."
A cold and evil voice suddenly sounded in every hero's heart.
The sound does not bring a rough and sharp sense of destruction, but more like a stone mill, applying full pressure and slowly building up.
Overwhelm the last trace of reason in your heart, destroy all your hopes, and finally tell you the ultimate desperate answer
"You will die!"
Boom!
Every hero felt as if his heart was struck by a war hammer, creating an irresistible muffled sound.
"Am I... going to die?"
Kalia's face was pale, her forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and her eyes had lost focus. It was as if she had become a lonely boat that fell into the night and was caught up in endless storms on the dark sea. She couldn't help herself and would succumb to this boundless world at any time.
Under the boundless fear, he ended his life without even waiting to face the ancient god C'Thun...
Ultimately, before she became a fighting priest who followed the heroes on their adventures, she was just a beautiful flower hiding in a greenhouse called the Palace.
She couldn't resist, and the other heroes next to her were no better.
The stubborn Queen Ruxi also has the urge to kneel down toward that huge eye as her knees give out at any time. Even if she is holding on, you can tell when you see the sweat beads oozing out from behind her back, which is almost soaking her cloak.
, she can't resist it for long.
The ones who really put up a full resistance on a spiritual level are the magicians.
Whether it was Tyrande who believed in Elune or the Paladins who adhered to the bright faith in their hearts, they all gritted their teeth and stared at C'Thun's illusory big eye with angry eyes.
The performance of the mortal heroes was certainly far from satisfactory to C'Thun. The ancient god probably didn't expect that no one would tame and surrender under its pressure.
It roared: "Mortal, kneel down!"
This time, instead of adding a thousand pounds to the shoulders of the heroes, they directly put a thousand pounds on the shoulders of the heroes.
Everyone seems to be carrying an unbearable weight, not only the mental pressure, but also the physical strength. They seem to hear the strange creaking sound of their own bones, and they always feel that they are going to die in the next second.
His whole body was broken and he could never stand up again.
Over there, although Queen Xi was still clenching her teeth, her figure had shrunk unconsciously...
How could this heroine, who had strong opinions regardless of whether she stood for good or evil, be willing to accept it? She let out a sweet cry, leaned on the ground with the [Flash Strike Bow] in her hand, and resisted with all her strength.
What made her feel ashamed, angry and desperate was that Archimonde's strong bow began to bend in front of her, as if it was about to yield before her knees touched the ground in humiliation.
At the moment when all the heroes were breathless, a leisurely voice that seemed unaffected by the ancient god's fierce power rang out:
"It's just a monster that was beaten into a dog and sealed. Why are you pretending to be invincible?"
While the heroes were astonished, Mai stood up.
This scene was outrageous because he was standing up on the shoulders of two girls.
It seemed that he had not recovered from his temporary paralysis. No one thought that he could borrow much strength from Kalia and Vereesa to stand up.
He just stood up.
It seemed like there was no pressure.
The wind is light and the clouds are calm.
Perhaps this is the player's confidence.
Is C’Thun awesome? Yes, he is awesome.
But no matter how awesome it is, it has been repeatedly beaten. It has been beaten by Titans and beaten by players. In the hearts of the time-travelers who were born as players, C'Thun has returned from strength to strength, but that's just the way it is.
It's strange that based on this, C'Thun's psychic pressure is ineffective against McDonald.
Not only him, but even the trident at the far end didn't hit the ground...everyone was fine.
A light suddenly flashed in Tyrande's heart: "Everyone! Just think that this monster has been defeated once, and its psychological implications can be broken!"
