The dirty god warlock summoned the brother-type demon quite smoothly, and there were also imps, but he couldn't summon the succubus.
Why is this?
Could it be that the right pornographic jokes can seduce girls, but the dirty jokes can only seduce men?
Ahem!
No one knows.
This does not hinder the progress of the plan.
[Scorching Dawn in the Sky] solemnly gave instructions to the dirty gods: "We will find ways to hold back individual heroes, but there will only be two at most. If there are more, we can only rely on your summoning skills."
The dirty god [Free Blue Bird] nodded sharply: "Yeah, if there is no restriction on means..."
[Zhuoxiao] Head full of black lines: "Wait, what are you going to do?"
[Jun Muqi]: "For the sake of your three views, don't ask. We only guarantee that we will never stretch our hips at critical times."
"..."
Perhaps this is why McDonald's has tolerated them until now.
It was daytime, but there was a violent thunderstorm.
The undead do not rely on their eyesight to see, but the agitation of elements caused by heavy rain will affect the soul's vision of the undead.
The lightning in the dense dark clouds also affected the judgment of the lich in charge of the magic barrier of Naxxramas.
The 7.6-ton shell of the [Gustav] cannon drew a perfect curve under the cover of thunderclouds, and crashed into Naxxramas 20,000 meters away.
As soon as the huge cannonball entered the fortress shield range, it immediately made a loud "bang" sound, and the shield composed of death magic exploded like a firework. And among the flying sparks, the kinetic energy on the huge cannonball was still overflowing.
Continue marching towards this huge fortress.
"Boom!" A large area in the northeastern corner of Naxxramas collapsed immediately. From the outer wall to the inside, at least tens of thousands of square meters were affected.
Kel'Thuzad suddenly felt the ground shaking, and the fire in his eyes grew louder: "Again!?"
We are old friends and know each other well.
But there are some things that cannot be prevented just by knowing them.
The Alliance's artillery is so awesome and huge.
In the past, successful defense relied on capturing the movement of the cannonballs and allowing the high-level lich to gather enough death energy in advance to attack the cannonballs in a point-to-point manner.
Now the visibility of the undead horizon is less than 100 meters, so how can we be so defensive?
Mr. Ke gritted his teeth and said: "All the energy is lost to the protective shield. The fortress climbs rapidly and gets out of the effective range of the alliance artillery as soon as possible."
Normally, there is nothing wrong with this operation.
The Gustav is not an anti-aircraft gun. It is almost the limit when the muzzle is raised to 45 degrees with the ground. No matter how high it is, it will not work. Even experts like gunner Willy have difficulty calculating the parabola accurately.
In fact, in the end, three Gustav cannons fired in succession, and only one of them was hit.
The next shot will be fired in two hours.
Of course, in addition to Gustav, there are also some 400mm or above cannons to follow. But with the Naxxramas Fortress shield fully open, and a large number of ice dragons and gargoyles flying out to cover, the effect is not very good.
Just as the Flying Fortress was in chaos, a group of sneaky guys headed straight towards the power furnace.
"Wait! Who are you? Where is your master?" A passing necromancer suddenly felt something was wrong.
Of the group of guys coming in front of me, although the leader of the group had an evil aura all over his body, there was a clear difference between the aura of the demon warlock and the necromancer. He couldn't sense it even from a distance, but he knew it when he sensed it carefully.
What's more, those things that are theoretically zombies behind this man in black robes have the agility of a death knight, which looks wrong no matter how you look at them.
When he asked, all he was waiting for was the combo of [Calm and Calm] plus [Pyroblast].
Not one, not two, but... the Five Fireball God Cult!
Among the elite operators, there are now more than twenty who have reached the level of 'One-Strike Archmage'. Poor this guy, he is obviously a high-level necromancer, but he stared in despair at five fireballs bigger than a carriage carriage.
He only had time to let out a scream before he was gone.
I don’t know if this cursed cultist doesn’t even have much ashes left, so his master is still willing, or if he can be resurrected as a lich.
The large-scale cover operation finally attracted the attention of the undead.
A group of semi-spiritual banshees came over.
These banshees with disheveled hair and fierce eyes smelled the breath of life among this group of people.
Compared with ordinary undead that pursue flesh and blood, banshees prefer to erode people's hearts and devour souls that exude fear.
When they fly over, they can easily detect the fear of some people on the other side.
A dark crescent moon appeared on the seemingly beautiful snow-white face, and the mouth that stretched all the way to the ears was filled with a contemptuous sneer.
"No one can live happily!"
The banshee screamed and rushed over with her teeth and claws bared.
Who knows, we will get through the initial panic.
The guys on the opposite side took out large pipes whose cross-sections looked a bit like briquettes.
[GC Express]: “Damn it, [jab] is so counter-intuitive?”
[Lazy Bed]: "Damn! Which of the World War II-level anti-aircraft weapons is serious!?"
After saying that, the guy immediately pressed the transmitter.
The jab thing is to shoot a large cluster of short-range rockets in one go.
Generally speaking, nothing can be done about ghosts.
Just like that guy said.
There are no serious players under McDonald's staff.
Look carefully!
The warhead of every jab rocket is a magic crystal!
As we all know, in Azeroth, elemental damage can hit ghosts.
One [jab] would probably wipe out a year's salary of a serious Dalaran master.
But what did you see those guys doing?
They were set off like fireworks!
Hundreds of small rockets poured at dozens of banshees at once!
That picture is so beautiful.
Probably, this is the product of the Rabbit family who suffers from [Phobia of Insufficient Firepower].
Gotik the Reaper was the first hero to arrive, but this guy himself was not very strong. He entered the realm of Archmage before he died, and he only managed to get there by taking drugs.
This guy is a boss who relies on crowd tactics to make a living.
【gavemepower】: "What a coincidence, we also like this."
A large group of sand sculpture professional players charged forward with shouts and screamed, and fought with Gotik's younger brother.
More sand sculpture players still rushed straight towards the direction of the power furnace.
"That's it!"
At the same time as a cold and biting voice came, there was also a terrifying [Shadow Arrow Rain].
This thing, which is like a dark energy version of Gatling, immediately kills the players who are at the forefront of the blockbuster.
"Leave it to you, [Junchen]!" [Zhuoxiao] shouted.
"Okay!"
A group of dirty gods suddenly started casting spells.
Just above the head of the black witch, the dirty gods seemed to have moved the entire slime monster's lair into the air, throwing hundreds of slime monsters at Falina. Transparent green slime walls poured down from the air, forming a
There was a waterfall, and Farina was washed away before she could react.
