Maiev's craving for his body didn't just happen in a day or two, it lasted ten thousand years.
Macdonald was drunk. Tyrande and Maiev were so affectionate that they could eat each other for ten thousand years.
Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger!
If McDonald really obeyed, wouldn't he have to face hundreds of tigers and wolves?
That's such a cheap thing.
Half of the people in Stratholme were greedy for his body, and if he obeyed, wouldn't it mean that he couldn't do anything?
Here, Maiev felt like the sky was falling.
She is a very extreme person, she is sure of one thing and will not look back even if she is killed.
What supports her to keep an eye on Illidan for thousands of years is this obsession - if I take care of the bastard who tarnished McGee's glory, I can truly gain his appreciation and become one of the saviors' subordinates.
Member. That’s right, it must be like that!
How many times have I dreamed back in the middle of the night, doubting that everything I have done will not be rewarded.
How many times have I cried secretly, fearing that I would never be able to meet him in the end.
During these ten thousand years, Maiev didn't know how she persisted.
Finally, I finally arrived at McDonald's, only to find that this guy was just a deadbeat. He couldn't see anything, or pretended he couldn't see it.
There is no choice but to go up A.
As a result, the huge gap caused by the understatement almost caused her to collapse on the spot.
She was just a little bit close to bursting into tears.
It has to be said that Mr. Mai has been stabbed in the back so many times by the people around him that he is almost immune. His understanding of people's hearts has finally reached the level of Neptune.
Alas, those who are close to black are evil. There is a brother who plays with the trident of Poseidon, the king of the sea, and it is easy to be led astray.
Mr. Wang came out to take the blame!
(Mr. Wang: Okay, this pot is mine.)
Just when Maiev was about to leave heartbroken, McDonald stood up, gently passed his hands through the scattered bunches of white hair, and pinched the lower end of the actually pretty face.
"What a person I am! I hate the warden and all that."
"Ah!" Maiev's brain was shut down and she couldn't keep up with Mai's thinking at all.
Immediately, Mai laughed seriously: "Of course, I am very interested in defeating the warden or something."
"..."
One day later, the largest prison in Stratholme City.
Once upon a time, this place was synonymous with violent institutions.
Nowadays, those who commit corruption, accept bribes, turn to the cursed sect and other serious crimes will basically be killed in Dongdongzhi, and their ashes will be spread by you.
Most of those with medium crimes went to the Alliance's stormtroopers.
Only petty thieves will be locked up here.
On this night, there was an exception. This was a heinous criminal - he had been guilty of abusing dragons, killing ancient gods, using the system to print money privately, and killing orcs with weapons of mass destruction. He ignored it.
'Demon's life is also life', the crime of exterminating demons, etc.
What a heinous crime!
The crime cannot be forgiven!
Such a cunning and evil criminal actually escaped from prison.
Warden Maiev's duty is to pursue him relentlessly.
The opponent was so fast! He was actually able to walk through the air. He flew all the way across the sky and escaped into the Duke's Mansion.
No! I have to catch up with him!
Maiev gritted her teeth and activated [Flash] to pursue decisively.
After chasing and escaping for five minutes, Maiev finally blocked him in the Grand Duke's dormitory.
Maiev shouted righteously: "You can't escape my grasp! You big sinner! Surrender!"
Unexpectedly, the other person was stubborn and waved his fist: "Tell you, today, I will defeat you as the warden!"
If you don't talk about it in half a sentence, a fierce battle is inevitable.
In the darkness, sparks flew everywhere, and the two sides exchanged countless blows.
The damn escapee, with a pair of egg knives, was so tight that Maiev couldn't keep up with the opponent's attack speed when using [Wheel of Judgment].
For the first time in her life, Maiev felt so powerless.
Just after the ninety-nine and eighty-one moves were made, Maiev missed.
The crescent-shaped [Warblade of Azzinoth] swung violently and nailed Maiev's wheel to the wall. Maiev was caught off guard in shock and tried to pull off the wheel in a panic.
Who knew that with another "dang" sound, her raised hands were actually stuck to the wall by the handle on the inside of the egg knife.
In just one breath, Maiev was forced to face the wall and think about it.
The sinner's evil breath came close to Maiev's neck, and he took a breath, which made Maiev's whole body tremble.
She finally realized what was going to happen.
She did not give up and made her final resistance with a scorpion tail move.
It's too late!
A fiery but potentially fatal blow penetrated her softest vitals.
Maiev's whole body froze, and she groaned miserably, feeling her blood slowly dripping down in despair.
Warden Maiev died in the line of duty!
…
If there is any major event in the second half of Dark Portal 2013, it is the birth of the prototype Gundam.
In fact, the so-called Gundam prototype machine is a combination of the magical structure of the high elves and the magic energy mecha from the outer world. If there is any revolutionary improvement, it is the [GN Solar Particle Power Furnace].
The birth of this thing shocked Kaizi.
Kael'thas had no prior knowledge of what kind of research McDonald was engaged in.
It is very simple for the Alliance to reproduce the fel mecha. They only need to find something that can replace the fel power furnace. Kaizi and his men have been researching it for so many years, but they have not been able to come up with it.
There is no way, the source of inspiration for the blood elf craftsmen is the Sunwell.
The Sunwell was bombed by Kaizi a long time ago. In recent years, the tribe has become addicted to magic and has relied on the diluted Sunwell water provided by McDonald's to survive.
Magic addiction, like the orc's dependence on demon blood, can still subside slowly. By slowly reducing the dose, the body can become more accustomed to the magic training method of extracting elemental magic from the atmosphere, and finally achieve a complete transition.
Going a step further, this time Kaizi's chief technician Taronikus discovered that the [GN Solar Furnace] provided by McDonald was almost in line with the blood essence's previous idea of using the sun well.
Its power source is a semi-permanent energy mechanism. The [Solar Seed] particles trapped in the filter layer in the furnace can absorb almost infinitely the solar particles emitted from the planet Azeroth.
This composition is 99% similar to the well water from Sunwell.
This is strange.
If there is a sunwell in McDonald's hands, Kaizi cannot possibly not know about it. The long-eared perception of the sunwell has reached the point where he can smell it from a distance of nine kilometers.
Kaizi pestered him for a long time, and finally asked McDonald to say something like squeezing out toothpaste: "My technical director's name is Anweina!"
With such a powerful power furnace, the manufacturing of the Gundam Mecha had to be overturned and redone.
Being too motivated may not always be a good thing.
All parameters are no longer applicable, and the requirements for mecha materials must also be kept up, and finally the driver.
