Stratholme God

   Chapter 1178 Tribe destined to split

   Ai Xing always has a cautious attitude towards foreign races, and will not trust anyone as soon as they come.

   McDonald's brought the sand sculpture players over and did so much work for Ai Xing. The ancient gods killed both of them. Ai Xing opened a hole for him and the sand sculpture players.

   This is not easy.

  If it wasn't for McDonald's being familiar with the trend of the historical plot, he would also feel that he was a traveler who "walked two steps without getting sick, and what happened wherever you went", a paste honorary title - a time-travelling version of Conan.

   At this time, Varian scratched his head: "Brother, what are you talking about, I don't understand! What is star soul recognition."

  Although I really wanted to complain about Wa Wang's 'read more without culture', thinking that this is actually metaphysics, so McDonnell mysteriously moved over: "Hehe, you can ask Magni to find out."

   Leaders: ? ? ?

   Only after Magni was stunned for a moment, he smiled bitterly: "McDonald, have you found it?"

   Nonsense, the system shows you [Demigodization progress 13%].

   McDonald said lightly: "Let's all serve the Azeroth Star Soul together."

   Magni thought about it, and decided that it would be better to confess. Before the magic mirror, he took off the gauntlet of his left hand, revealing a very strange crystallized skin on the back of his hand.

   "This is not a frost element" Jaina was shocked, she immediately reacted, this is not an ice crystal of a frost element.

"Actually, it's been a while, and I found that part of my body has crystallized. I've been hesitating and don't know what to do." Magni said frankly: "However, since McDonald said this is a good thing, then I'm relieved too."

McDonald's said in a slightly excited tone: "If all goes well, the League of Heroes will give birth to a demigod powerhouse. However, the road to demigods is extremely bumpy, so please make arrangements early, Your Majesty Bronzebeard. Your transformation is destined to be quite long, probably in units of [years]."

   "Is that so..." Magni was startled.

In history, it was precisely because of the catastrophes of the earth that he didn't know what was wrong with the earth, so he ventured to explore. As a result, he directly petrified and turned into a crystal man without arranging the aftermath, which led to the power of the Bronzebeard dwarves. vacuum.

The situation in this life is very different. He first came into contact with the edge of the demigod realm in advance. At the same time, his unsatisfactory daughter with his arms turned out failed to find real support. After all, the black iron dwarves were beaten into grandsons, and now they are bronze Beard is almost equivalent to a servant army of slaves.

  Let there be a power vacuum, and he's not Magni anymore.

   He was quite succinct: "Then let's just announce it here in advance. Leave my unfilial daughter alone. Once I lose consciousness and can't manage, my second brother Muradin will act as the king of the bronze-bearded dwarves."

  Muradin was a little anxious: "Brother, I..."

   "Stop talking nonsense! Just like Brian's temperament, I don't worry about handing my clan to him. You are my best choice. If I really fail to attack the demigods and die, you will be the next king."

   Dwarves' work has always been hot and fast.

   After Magni picked up a hammer to educate his second brother, and even agreed to leave it to Muradin, the ownership of the next king was decided so "happily".

   I have to say that in the matter of choosing a leader, the Alliance is actually easier than the Horde.

   Over there, a large group of orcs surrounded the duel arena for a long time, but they didn't start fighting for a long time.

  No way, the two sides first asked their own shaman to come out and chat, saying that under the witness of the ancestors of the orcs from the heavens and the warriors of the tribe here, they must fight a fair duel, blah blah blah or something.

   Then there is the incitement.

   The brain-dead yelled at Thrall for being a coward.

  Saar's brain-dead roar is a brain-dead.

  This style of painting, not to mention the leader of the alliance, even the sand sculpture player is the first time to see it.

  【colosp】: "Isn't Thrall specializing in brain damage?"

  【Baby in your pocket】: "The timeline is messed up, it's hard to say."

  【Jun Muqi】: "Come on! Come on! Make a bet! Buy Thrall to win, buy 1 to lose 2, buy Brain Stupid Roar to win, buy 2 to lose 3."

  Sand sculpture players don’t think it’s a big deal to watch the fun.

   After all, this is a scene beyond the historical line, and even the traversers don't know what will happen, so everyone from McDonald's to sand sculpture players to the dirty gods are very excited.

No idea! No matter who comes to power, the tribe will inevitably be divided. As for whether there is a civil war, then God knows.

   It is the unknown that makes it enjoyable.

   The Stratholme Palace here, in winter, you must eat hot pot and drink kuo music to watch the show.

   McDonald raised his goblet in a good mood and took a sip, and saw Queen Xi coming over.

  After giving birth to her daughter Luna, it was very miraculous. Queen Xi's figure didn't lose much shape, so her **** was a little bigger.

   She leaned over and smiled charmingly: "I'm curious, if you were the chief of the tribe, what cards would you play?"

"Me?" McDonald smiled: "I'm in this situation, and I don't have many cards to play. However, if you want to sit on the throne of the Great Chief, you must be able to make the cake bigger. As it happens, Thrall did not Garrosh has this ability. It's just..."

   "It's just..." Queen Xi was very interesting, and the popular tower immediately cooperated with the attack. McDonald's heart exclaimed that he couldn't bear it, and he could only spoil a part.

"I also think that Thrall is the most suitable tribal chief. It's just that Thrall can't handle the radical forces within the tribe. Originally, if you fight the alliance and kill all these guys, the tribe will naturally stop, Thrall But dare not bear the consequences of all-out war. On the other hand, I doubt that Garrosh has a way to enter Kul Tiras."

   This is another amazing melon.

   "Isn't Kul Tiras wrapped in the power of the ancient gods? Garrosh dares to cooperate with the ancient gods?" Queen Xi was still a little disbelieving.

   "He has nothing to dare..." Having said this, McDonald couldn't help recalling the madness and viciousness of Brain Can't Roar.

   He has a [Little Fatty] plan, which is specially prepared for him.

   I just don’t know if I can wait until that day.

   At this time, in the magic mirror, Thrall and Brainless Roar finally met.

   "Thrall! You coward! If you are so afraid, surrender now, and I can spare your life." Brain Can Roar cruelly licked the side of the [Blood Roar] axe.

   "For the tribe, I have nothing to fear! It's you, I hope [Doom Hammer] can knock the water out of your brain!"

   As expected of an orc who has come to the human world to study, speaking is literate.

  Speaking of which, why is this a bit like a sand sculpture player?

   It’s just that no matter how much you talk harshly, it can’t be as hard as a real hammer and a real axe.

   In the next second, the uncontrollable brain remnant roared high, and used a set of axe techniques that fell from the sky.

  Hellscream family ancestry--Strike Nagrand!

  Who knows, Thrall actually "doesn't talk about martial arts", and a lightning bolt lashes out.

   "Ah!" The brain-dead screamed and fell from mid-air to the ground...

   (end of this chapter)