Glass's appetite is not just satisfied with pet biscuits. Glass can easily swallow an entire army of the undead every day, so that his gradually decaying body can regenerate blood and flesh.
Mr. Ke let Naxxramas run around Kalimdor. While collecting the Scourge soldiers, wasn't he looking for dog food for the powerful Glass?
What made Thrall almost make the krypton gold beast's eyes pop out with anger was that a large group of undead orcs almost jumped into Glass's big mouth on their own initiative, allowing the mutated molten vicious dog to devour them.
When Glass reversed the operation and took a big mouthful of human meat buns to replenish his body, he actually picked up Anub'rakhan in his mouth and ran towards the ruins of Naxxramas.
The tribe was stunned.
"Destroy him!" the chief gave the order. First, the trebuchets produced by the Iron Tribe blasted him fiercely, and then the tribe's few elven wizards and lichs collectively chased Glass and bombarded him wildly.
Uh, how should I put it?
Sometimes the long health bar means he can do whatever he wants. This mutated molten evil dog just ate and pulled at the same time. I wonder if he has practiced the legendary "pulling to restore blood". The Sun King used continuous fireballs to blast Glass's flesh and blood.
I can't see it shrinking in size.
This made Sal almost die.
This bitch's blood regenerates faster than it loses. As long as he doesn't clean up his dog food, he feels like he will be immortal.
The Sun King has paid great attention to this. Another big boss, Romance, the leader of the blood elves, rarely cooperated and used [Flash] to rush forward in advance in an attempt to intercept the undead cannon fodder.
But these undead people were in burrows in the ground. They came out of the ground like groundhogs and gave them to Glass to eat as soon as they came out.
Unable to know the conditions of the underground passages, and without the violent fire magic output capability of the Sun King, Rommath's interception was half-assed.
Glass can even swallow undead soldiers who are on fire.
However, fire magic, which is very effective against the undead, hit Glass, and the damage caused was visibly reduced. The tribe's wizards even doubted whether Glass had evolved a fire resistance aura or something, or maybe he had awakened his body.
Molten Hound's fire resistance talent is revealed.
All the tribe heroes couldn't find a way to deal with it for a moment. They almost watched helplessly as Anub'rakhan climbed quickly in front, Glass ran behind, and rolled all the way back to the ruins of Naxxramas, while the tribe heroes
I was so stunned that I couldn't catch up.
The average hero of the tribe has two legs, and the average boss on the opposite side has six legs. Their backs are more than ten meters high, and they can take ten steps behind the hero with just one step.
Thrall and other big guys were dumbfounded.
"attack!"
The Iron Star of the Iron Tribe looks very powerful, but when faced with the outer wall of the ruins of Naxxramas, it is still ineffective. It sounds like a ping-pong-pong-pong, quite lively, and the damage is 0.5!
If you hit it, it will leave light blue marks.
How is this different from attacking an armored vehicle with a shotgun?
Looking at the green plague gas and liquid overflowing from the ruins of the fortress, and looking at the green-faced bullhead leader Kane, Thrall's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth: "Let the infantry attack!"
At the same time, McDonald looked at the wide-open portal in the central area of Naxxramas with an extremely dark expression.
Opening the city gates is not necessarily an empty city strategy.
Everyone knows what this means - it's Kel'Thuzad's invitation!
Make an appointment?
Normal people would decisively say "no".
But, what is a hero?
Living towards death is a true hero!
"Phew!" McDonald exhaled, "Do you feel the evil atmosphere inside?"
The heroes nodded.
"We have overcome obstacles along the way. Just think about it, how many powerful enemies have fallen at our feet?"
Yes! Since the beginning of the first Dark Portal War, Azeroth has not had peace for a few years.
Orc Warlock Demigod, Lich King, Demon Lord, Black Dragon Prince, Elemental Lord... Recently, even the Ancient Gods have become everyone's stepping stone.
Ten years ago, a great lich? It could stop children from crying and make warriors tremble in cold sweat.
Ten years later, a big lich? Oh, a ‘mere’ big lich!
Thinking back to this, the heroes smiled knowingly.
Arthas stroked the fierce and expressive raised spikes on the Balrog Hammer. Once upon a time, it resisted his control and burned his skin with fierce flames. But now, it was like a licking dog, being
After being touched, it will make a low sound of "Woo".
Alsace touched him as if caressing his lover's skin.
Each epic piece, even the magical costumes, are evidence of the heroes' glory and a source of confidence.
Feeling everyone's bright eyes, McDonald was full of confidence and raised the cloak behind him.
"Are you coming?"
In the shadow not far behind him, three humanoid figures appeared, kneeling on one knee.
"Your most loyal servant Onyxia..."
"Ebonok."
"Flegl."
"At your command!"×3.
There was a faint smile on the corner of McDonald's mouth and an approving look in his eyes: "Very good, let's go!"
He took the lead and led everyone into the 'unknown' place.
At that moment, the water in the portal rippled, just a few inches away, and Kel'Thuzad wanted to take advantage of the alliance heroes to make a fierce volley.
Unexpectedly, Tyrande seemingly accidentally touched the psychedelic frame of the portal with his left hand, and the portal that had just become unstable immediately opened up a circle of inconspicuous water waves.
The blurred moonlight penetrates the space and shines on the portal...
"Hmph!" Mr. Ke snorted coldly: "Damn Elune."
That's right, the Moon Goddess took action.
In Azeroth, it is a world where the Star Soul and the Moon Goddess display their divine power. Of course, if it is outside the scope of the traditional planet, that is another matter.
"McDonald's, be careful, this is no longer the mainland of Azeroth." Tyrande reminded McDonald's.
"Well, I feel it. This is a space gap similar to the Emerald Dream. Of course, it's more evil!" After entering the ice dragon's lair, McDonald obviously felt that this was very different from history.
The flying snowflakes as far as the eye could see were mixed with an unusually rich black aura. This aura of death far exceeded Kel'Thuzad's abilities.
After all, he is not the Lich King himself. Without [Frostmourne] in hand, even if the Lich King left something for him before playing Sleep, he would not be as powerful as he is now.
The layers of death power are like dozens or hundreds of quilts pouring over. Maybe they are so soft that they will not crush people to death immediately, but the terrifying suffocation feeling is definitely not something that a big lich can emit.
of.
Damn it, Boss Ke must have stolen the power of the Shadow Realm, right?