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Chapter 953 There is not much time left for an egg

Holy light has a special attack effect on ghost-like things.

If possible, McDonald would not mind taking the drill bit from the Velendang Zaku arm impact drill, or attaching it to a pile driver.

Well, after all, Viren is the leader of the second-tier race in the alliance, and McDonald's who wants to order Bilian will not do such a thing.

But if Viren goes up on his own, that's another story.

The heroes were stunned when they saw Velen transforming into a cannonball from the Holy Light Cannon and plunging into the extremely wide-open bloody mouth of [Essence of Anger].

McDonald's eyes were round with gold, and he was the first to react: "Ah! He is indeed the Master of Light, Your Excellency Velen! He even risked his own life in order to annihilate this evil thing! Everyone, fire with all your strength! Don't let Velen

Your sacrifice was in vain.”

Maraad:???

Velen: Are you polite? It was your people who smashed me in!

In reality, it is not that easy to deal with such an aggregation of resentful spirits. It is a collection of tens of thousands of Draenei's wronged souls. Just blow it up casually, and the wronged souls flying all over the sky will have to be vented.

mouth.

This is a collision of souls and a huge impact on the soul.

This thing is like a dirty bomb. If you don't blow it up, treatment will be prohibited, and everyone in the audience will lose blood. When the shadow energy in the world stacks up, everyone will die.

In the game, many poor thieves were tied up with soul stones. After being killed once, they got up and continued to fight. After beating them, they died again. It was so miserable. When fighting [Soul Box], it is normal for half the group to die in the end.

Already.

Unfortunately, if this thing explodes, it will pollute the environment. Whoever runs slower deserves to be unlucky.

The power can no longer be described by common sense.

Without Velen, McDonald's could only sacrifice Uther. Unfortunately, killing ten thousand enemies would cost him three thousand. Looking back, he couldn't predict how much Uther's mental power would decline.

Viren "took the initiative" to rush in for the final blow. Naturally, McDonald would not miss this opportunity. He asked everyone to use all their firepower while taking care of Viren.

As the Grand Master of the Holy Light, Velen is so powerful in the Holy Light. He may not be as good as Uther in terms of quantity, but he is really not that much worse than Laowu in terms of quality. After he stumbled and fell into the sea (Sea of ​​Resentful Spirits), he still had the energy to save himself.

.A ball of bright golden light enveloped him, and he was protected from the evil spirits for a moment.

To put it in perspective, he was stuck in the throat of the human face created by the Soul Box. This unhappiness caused the thousands of evil spirits inside to immediately change their targets and attack Velen.

That old man from Ereda is miserable! It’s like he was looking for a girl but ended up finding a group of bustards and ended up in person.

There was only one thing in his mind: Don't come over.

Viren tried desperately to crawl out.

In fact, he only succeeded by a few strokes.

Who knows...

"call out!"

An unscientific electromagnetic cannon with just the right power came over and pushed Velen into the mouth of [Essence of Anger].

The miserable Velen was like a ricochet, trying to get in and out at the same time.

No one has ever considered the feeling of ricochet.

(Please don’t get me wrong, this refers to the kind of ricochet that fails to penetrate enemy armor when a tank shoots. If you think it’s wrong, please face the wall and think about it yourself.)

No matter what, Velen single-handedly interrupted the accumulation speed of [Essence of Anger]'s shadow power, gaining valuable attack output time for the Alliance heroes.

After the holy light, flame, ice, arcane magic, anger and other powers bombarded the evil spirit's big face for thirty seconds, the essence of anger finally let out a shrill soul cry, shocking Velen to death.

, I almost became a beautician.

The thousands of resentful spirits inside the [Soul Box] finally dissipated, and the Draenei artifact returned to its original appearance...just a magical box full of mystery.

Without the soul box as the core, the innocent souls entrenched in the square disappeared. For a time, even the dark clouds hovering over the dark temple dimmed a bit.

"Won!?" Maiev looked around in disbelief.

This thing is so weird.

Maiev couldn't imagine what she would become if she desperately pursued him into the Black Temple and encountered this thing instead of Illidan.

Without the heroic group's exaggerated attack power and diverse attack methods, how could they defeat this corrupted artifact?

"I won, but it's just not easy!" After McDonald answered casually, he immediately ran towards the Velen who had been ravaged by countless souls at a speed of 1 meter per second, while he shed tears.

Sad crocodile tears, while shouting nervously: "Your Excellency Viren! Your Excellency Viren! You are not dead, are you? It is easy to die after trying such a dangerous action!"

It was so chaotic just now that even Maraad in front didn't notice how his boss Velen flew over.

'Ma'er', who didn't understand the situation, really thought that Viren used his own will to destroy the evil weapon.

"Ah...I..." Velen was obviously not clear-headed, muttering something in Ereda and several alien languages. In order to save everyone's ears, it would be okay to translate it as 'Aba Aba'.

Facing Velen, a group of paladins who didn't know the truth stood in awe and saluted in unison.

Velen's mind was in chaos, and he finally regained consciousness. He immediately realized where he had gone wrong. Two days ago, he heard that Archbishop Alonsos Fao of the Alliance Holy Light Church was old and seriously ill, and he might not be able to survive.

He asked a paladin, "How did you choose your archbishop?". Perhaps, this was the root of the problem.

He shuddered when he met McDonald's eyes that seemed hot but were cold at the same time.

He knew that this was a warning from the leader.

Next time, the draenei clan should seriously consider whether to leave.

The Soul Box was purified and another batch of equipment was obtained.

Saidan got the [Legion Terror Boots], Sally Whitemane got the [Gloves of Immortal Faith], and Jaina got the [Transparent Magic Thread Necklace]...

The funniest thing is that Liadrin was stuffed with a [Crown of Destiny] by McDonald. This plate-armored helmet is a typical legal helmet, which adds endurance, intelligence and spell critical strikes. This headband-like thing provides protection.

The power is not too strong, and because it is most likely a crown from ancient times, the Paladins are a bit taboo and no one wants it.

Liadrin initially refused.

When McDonald said, "I want to see you wearing this and being pressed down by me," Liadrin's body immediately softened.

In terms of title, in fact, Liadrin, who was recently promoted to Marquis, is barely qualified if she wears a crown or something. After all, Marquis or above, according to tradition, is the emperor of the country.

Macdonald is just one step away from an imperial crown.

There was nothing wrong with this. Liadrin reluctantly accepted it.

When the strategy reached this point, McDonald suddenly realized that there was not much time left for an egg.


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