There are countless ferocious eyes, large and small.
Every vertical pupil looks in the same direction!
The terrible mental whiplash came over, stimulating the soul, constantly bringing back the unbearable scenes.
The war was raging, and the injured compatriots fell in a pool of blood and howled.
Death is destroying the forest that has not changed in three thousand years.
"Boom!"
Lightning flashed across the night sky, seeming to cut through the heavy rain at that moment.
"ah!"
Alleria woke up from her nightmare and sat up suddenly. C'Thun's fierce and expressive eyes seemed to still remain on her retinas.
Only then did she realize that her pajamas were once again soaked with sweat.
"Wen..." He called his sister out of habit. When he turned around, he was shocked to realize that he had never slept with his two sisters more than a hundred years ago.
There was only one [Lightning Strike Bow] placed beside the bed.
Touching the sweat-soaked golden hair on her forehead, Alleria fell into a daze again: "What's wrong with me? Didn't we kill C'Thun?"
Seven days have passed since the killing of an ancient god was worth showing off to the entire alliance.
Although the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj has not been completely cleaned, the flying fortress of the undead is still roaming here, which does not prevent the alliance from being filled with a positive atmosphere.
It was at this point in time that Alleria found that she had never been so weak.
Heroes are always praised, recognized by bards and the people as omnipotent, and always have a fearless heart. But behind the overly positive image of heroes, how many people know that heroes can also die?
Will you also be hurt and sad?
Alleria thought she had seen the most disgusting things in the world, such as the abomination of the undead, and the Stitchdramon of Blackwing Lair. This time when she went to Ahn'Qiraj, C'Thun's appearance broke through her senses.
The lower limit of what is acceptable, especially since she was 'accidentally' swallowed by the tentacles of the giant mouth once.
At that moment, she really thought she was finished.
Survive the danger of death.
In desperation, McDonald came in.
Despite the embarrassment and shyness, it feels so good to be alive again.
She didn't expect that after she came back, she would have a rare vacation, and instead fall into a state of loneliness that even she felt was a bit inexplicable.
Perhaps this is the regret of the ancient god.
I really want to discuss it with my two younger sisters. No, I should say, I heard comforting words from my younger sisters.
She suddenly smiled bitterly: "They are at McDonald's!"
She didn't know why, but she walked out of the bedroom lightly and in a trance, wandering in the corridors of the castle like a lonely ghost, ignoring the strange eyes of the female knight guarding her, and finally met Valeela's strange eyes.
.
"Valila? No, I just want to stay close to my sister."
Valeera nodded without saying a word, and her figure disappeared into the shadows of McDonald's living room.
Alleria sat by the door, curled up with her long legs, and rested her head on her lap.
Time passed like this minute by minute.
Without any warning, the door creaked open.
As soon as McDonald, who couldn't sleep, came out, he was surprised to see Alleria squatting at the door of his bedroom.
"This... Alleria, you..."
I don't know whether she was sleepy or a little dazed. Alleria glanced at McDonald and then seemed to look at the air.
"Please inform Lord Stratholme, I want to see my two sisters. Just for a while, let's chat. I'm...a little scared. Uh, am I useless? I have been a ranger general for three thousand years, but in the end I am scared.
A monster. Isn't it just... an ancient god?"
She said with blurred eyes and her body was trembling slightly.
McDonald, who had just regained control of his body, originally wanted to come out for some air, but he didn't expect to see such a fragile side of Alleria, and couldn't help but become speechless.
The eldest sister of the Windrunner family has always given people the impression that she is mature and steady, and she has the aura to hold on even if the sky is falling.
It's just that this is the fate of the eldest brother and sister. You are the eldest, so you should set an example, and you should shoulder all the troubles of your younger brothers and sisters.
But when you feel you can't bear it anymore, who should you tell your sorrow to?
Alas, if you see your sister, you have to report it. Who invented this damn system?
McDonald suddenly felt pity and went up to a princess to hug her: "Idiot, they are your sisters who love you the most. How could I stop you?"
Entering the house, he gently placed the three Windrunner sisters together. The three beauties definitely had telepathy. Although they were all confused, they became entangled in each other within a few seconds, with sweet smiles on their faces, and fell asleep.
McDonald sat down next to him and scratched his head: "Afraid of C'Thun? Could this be PTSD? It's a bit troublesome!"
PTSD is the English abbreviation for post-traumatic stress disorder. It is mainly caused by severe stimulation in life, such as threatening or catastrophic psychological trauma, which can cause mental disorders, such as increased alertness.
As well as nightmares and persistent avoidance of certain situations in life.
Seeing C'Thun's ghostly appearance in reality is ten thousand times scarier than the one seen in the game. The "World of Warcraft" game has a cartoon style like this. To be more realistic, for example, "Resident Evil 8 Tunnel" is quite realistic.
It has exceeded the tolerance limit of many players.
If you really meet Xiao Ke, even if you have psychological trauma, it is normal.
I can't force this matter, I really can't bear it. It's not unacceptable for Alleria to retire and become an archery instructor.
After all, the situation is much better than that of the original alliance at the same time in history, with only a few heroes to make do.
"Alas!" McDonald sighed.
He lay dead for seven days and was miserable.
Not only had he experienced social death, thunder and lightning kept rushing through his body, causing him to barely rest for seven days.
Fortunately, his body is now the template of a hero. Otherwise, if he doesn't sleep for seven days, he will die suddenly at any time.
The moment he killed C'Thun, the system settled so many things that he didn't even have time to look at them.
He was sent back to settle down. At first, Calia, Sylvanas and Vereesa took good care of him.
After the abominable Queen Xi accidentally discovered the wonderful use of human-powered electric motors, she was out of control.
Normally, a man who has many things to do all day long would not have the time to flirt with Li Wanji.
While McDonald was unable to resist, Sylvanas took advantage of the Queen's addiction.
As a result, McDonald was even more tired.
He originally planned to make room for the three sisters to reunite and ran to sleep on the sofa. But as soon as he stepped out, the Sandman attacked, and McDonald fell down and fell unconscious.
"It's so hard for a man!" This was his last words to himself before losing consciousness.
