This bomb was made by Robbie and Vanessa overnight. It cannot be compared with the skills of professional technicians. It is only guaranteed to explode. As for the power, neither of them has any idea.
Gallywix's round body was thrown far away by the air wave, and he fell to the ground unconscious. Although his face was covered in blood and his chest was a mess of flesh and blood, in fact, no muscles or bones were injured, it was just some skin.
Trauma, no life-threatening injuries.
The Mushan beast, which is as huge as a castle, has thick skin and thick flesh. This explosion is equivalent to scratching an itch.
But the sudden explosion frightened the Mushan beast. This terrifying giant beast roared like a frightened wild horse, jumped wildly, and shook the mountain. Several tribal soldiers were unable to dodge, and immediately
Trampled to pulp.
Back then, the tribe sacrificed 3,000 warriors to tame this terrifying beast. Robbie wanted to see how Thrall would deal with it.
Facing this violent beast, Robbie protected Experimental Subject No. 5 and retreated back. Jaina immediately stood up, picked up a napkin and calmly wiped the oil stains from her mouth, and flashed continuously to escape to a safe place.
She is not afraid of this giant beast, but it is Thrall's mount and cannot be killed or injured.
Boom!
The Mushan beast trampled a building of the Shade Inn, causing the mountains to shake. The mad beast rushed towards Thrall.
Sal smiled slightly, took out a remote control and pressed it gently.
I saw Mushan Beast twitching, electric sparks emitting from its limbs, and it collapsed on the ground unable to get up.
It turns out that since the tribe tamed the Mushan beast, Thrall was worried that once the giant beast went crazy, it might destroy Orgrimmar.
At the suggestion of Gallywix, skilled technicians implanted electrodes in the important nerve nodes of Mushan Beast. Once Mushan Beast loses control, just press the remote control to paralyze Mushan Beast's nerves and fall into a trap.
Temporary paralysis.
Neither Robbie nor Vanessa knew the existence of this Mushan beast, but they didn't expect that Sal still had such a hand and easily resolved the crisis.
This was not possible. We had to find a way. Robbie thought about it and immediately came up with a good idea.
Opening the package, Robbie took out a long strip-shaped object wrapped in black cloth.
As the cloth strips outside slowly unfolded, a pitch black spear was revealed.
Simple patterns, full of violent wild atmosphere, densely covered with mysterious runes.
The rune spear revealed a powerful force, and a black phantom loomed, as if seeing a tall tauren running wildly on the grassland holding a spear.
Tauren Chief Kane Bloodhoof's eyes immediately straightened, and then there was the sound of heavy breathing. His eyes were shining, and his hooves were staring at the ground unconsciously, as if he was a bull that could get angry at any time.
"Is this the Spear of Victory?"
Jaina was also stunned. She did not expect that the Minotaur clan had been passed down for more than twenty generations and had been missing for a long time. The Spear of Victory, which represented the identity of the chief, was actually in Robbie's hands.
In the nearby mountain col, Magatha Horrible Totem stood up suddenly and hurriedly grasped the wind serpent staff.
The old tauren was so excited that he said with a trembling voice:
"Blessed by the souls of the ancestors, the Spear of Victory finally appeared. The information turned out to be true. We must not let it fall into the hands of the coward Kane Bloodhoof. For the glory of Mother Earth, children, prepare to fight, blood and
glory."
Robbie knows very well that this rune spear cannot be exposed for too long. It is a fake imitated by Vanessa. Although it has the aura of the Victory Spear, it is far from being called a legendary weapon. Over time, it will definitely be
Discover clues.
Grabbing the imitation Spear of Victory with one hand, Robbie threw it like a javelin, aiming for Mushanmon's nostrils.
"No!"
Kane Bloodhoof roared violently, his eyes bloodshot with anger, and he saw the spear of victory draw a black trail and disappear into the huge nostrils of the Mushan beast.
The tauren chief hated that the spear of victory was so close to him, but he failed to seize the opportunity.
"Let's go!"
Robbie grabbed Experimental Subject No. 5 as if he were carrying a chicken, and used the teleportation technique of Holy Light. A bright light flashed, and the two escaped from the Shade Tree Hotel.
Compared to Mushan Beast's huge body, the Rune Spear was as small as a hair. It only felt itchy in its nose, and Mushan Beast finally couldn't help it and sneezed loudly.
As if a huge tornado blew, the roofs of several rooms in the Shade Hotel were torn off, and all the furniture and items in the rooms were left. Only a few frames were left standing alone.
Some tribal warriors standing in front of the Mushan beast were blown all over the ground. Gallywix had already woken up, but was immediately blown far away, fell heavily to the ground, and passed out again.
Thrall calmly blessed himself with a water shield, and set up a wind totem to withstand the strong wind, with his feet nailed to the ground motionless.
Wo'jin quickly bent down, and the sharp war blade was firmly inserted into the soil.
Cairn Bloodhoof spread his arms and stood motionless against the strong wind. He was worthy of being a tauren chief known for his strength.
Just a sticky, fishy liquid sprayed all over the three of them, covering their faces. It was Mushanmon's snot.
Jaina quickly opened the ice barrier and survived.
Thrall brought a total of 300 warriors from the tribe, all of whom were the most sincere orc warriors and belonged to Thrall's personal guards. At this moment, most of them were beaten to pieces, with bruises and bruises. It was the most chaotic moment.
Magatha Grimtotem realized that her opportunity had come. The tauren of Grimtotem began to sprint across the wilderness, rushing towards the Shade Inn like a group of irritable buffaloes. She must find the Spear of Victory before Cairn Bloodhoof.
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Magatha Grimtotem felt the need to shout a slogan to boost her morale. She took a deep breath and was about to shout "For Mother Earth" when she heard a low and hoarse roar first.
"For the great Agamaggan, quilboar warriors, charge forward and kill all the damn green-skinned orcs."
A group of violent quilboars rushed into the Green Shade Inn before the Grim Totem. The quilboar's target was the tribal soldiers who had not yet gotten up. They launched a barbaric charge continuously, and their long fangs pierced into the bodies of the tribal soldiers.
Calgar Thornribs, the old quilboar shaman shook her bloated body as she muttered words and thrust her arms into the ground.
The ground rolled, and thick thorns and vines broke out of the ground, like the claws of an octopus, tightly wrapping around the limbs of the Mushan beast.
"The dirty wild boars dare to challenge the authority of the tribe. Kill them all! No one will be spared."
Ignoring the sticky snot all over his body, Sal jumped up and ordered loudly.
Vol'jin quickly pulled out the war blade from the soil, wiped the snot from his face, showed a gloomy smile, and resisted the quilboar's attack with a group of soldiers.
The brave and fighting tribe never paid attention to the wild boar people. After the initial chaos, they quickly stabilized their position.
Cairn Bloodhoof took off the rune spear on his back and was about to join the battle group when he saw a burst of smoke and dust not far away, and the earth trembled.
"Your opponent is me, Kane. You, a coward, can't even hope to get the Spear of Victory."
Magatha Grimtotem was menacing, with powerful lightning power brewing in his hands. Kane Bloodhoof frowned. He was too familiar with this old opponent, so he only separated some tribe soldiers to fight with the Grimtotem.
Thick thorns and vines tightly wrapped around the limbs and neck of the Mushan beast. Due to the impact of the electrode, the Mushan beast became weak. The spikes of the vines pierced the skin of the Mushan beast, and blood dripped and flowed into a river.
The mountain beast howled in pain.
Thrall felt sorry for his mount. He didn't understand the magic of the quilboar, and he didn't dare to break into the dense forest of thorns and vines, so he had to ask Jaina for help.
"Jaina, I owe you a favor. If you need it, I can lend you this Mushan beast for a while. You have to know that this is the most prestigious mount in Azeroth."
When it comes to knowledge, Jaina is much better than Thrall. She took the opportunity to laugh and said:
"A small wild boar man will be hard for you. It's just some backward and barbaric magic. Thrall, how can you live without me?"
Jaina winked at Thrall and smiled charmingly.
She drank a bottle of precious magic potion, regained some of her mana, and quickly appeared in front of Calgar Thornribs. Jaina's whole body was exuding an astonishing cold air, and all the vines near her were frozen into ice.
"I need time for Agamaggan's soul to come, occupy this rare body, help me block this bitch, and don't let her interfere with my spellcasting." Kalga Ribs roared in a low voice.
"As you wish, my dear lady."
Ice King Armennar swayed and appeared in front of Jaina, blocking her way.
"A little lich, are you here to die?"
Jaina sneered sarcastically. She had never taken Armenar seriously, even though the Razor Highlands controlled by Armenar had gathered quite a lot of undead and quilboar men, threatening Theramore's safety.
But in her opinion, this is a small trouble that can be solved at any time.
Robbie and Experimental Subject No. 5 had fled to a nearby hillside, watching the excitement from a high position.
Subject No. 5 touched his chin, shook his head and said: "Gianna, the daughter of the sea, and Armennar, the ice king, no matter how you look at them, these are unmatched opponents. Their reputation, strength, and origins, Armennar
Completely suppressed!"
Robbie's eyes were solemn, with dots and lines appearing in his eyes. Armennar's magic power was indeed not as good as Gianna's, but there was a special power flowing in his body. Robbie narrowed his eyes and said:
"Don't jump to conclusions, maybe Yamenar can bring us unexpected surprises."
Armennar's purple lich robe rustled in the wind, and the majestic magic power was brewing in the dark. Facing the famous Jaina, Armennar was exceptionally calm and not timid at all:
"Jaina, I admit that you are very powerful. Your mentor Antonidas and your master Medivh are the most powerful mages in the world, but you are just a traditional mage who abides by those ancient and backward rules.
Your knowledge of magic is already out of date, and you know nothing about the real power. Let me show you what the art of magic is."
Armennar took out a thick plate helmet and put it on his head cautiously. Jaina was a little strange, why did the mage need to wear plate armor?
"Come out, my loyal Bone Band." Yamenar shouted. (To be continued)