Stratholme God

  Chapter 1257

   Later, when McDonald heard Wragio say this again, when he heard something about "drinking and smoking and burning his head", he couldn't hold back and burst into laughter, making Wrathio so embarrassed.

It does not matter.

   Importantly, McDonald heard the cowardice and obedience in the heart of this cunning black dragon.

   "Wrathion, you don't learn the glibness of those guys, but the meaning is correct, at least their words also represent what I mean to a certain extent."

  Typical knock on a stick and reward a radish.

   But Wrathion didn't dare not listen.

This is something.

At this moment, after the car overturned the first three bosses of 'Ruby Temple' and 'Dragon Soul', and before the follow-up boss monsters arrived, MacDonald decisively ordered a push back and sent the Twilight Dragon troops. Get away.

why?

  Equipped before the battle!

   For some reason, the Ruby-type boss came out a bit late, and the level of equipment actually kept up with the Cataclysm.

   For a time, McDonald's had a trance as if he was playing the Time Walk dungeon.

   Heroes who do not participate in the war are not eligible to be divided into equipment in principle, at most a few pieces are reserved for Muradin and Varian who are kings. The rest of the first-line heroes were given priority, and then they found out that there are a lot more of them.

Huh? Those newly recruited third-tier heroes looked hot, and all of them stretched their necks intentionally or unintentionally.

   McDonald's suddenly had a sense of seeing a group of chicks waiting to be fed.

   Big wave!

"Everyone's strong is really strong! Although it is the first time for everyone to join the group, it is not enough to rely on a handful of heroes to deal with various terrible enemies such as Deathwing who are trying to destroy the world. So, DKP can owe it first , everyone will be armed first as needed."

   As soon as McDonald said, those juniors of the Hero Group immediately thanked Dade.

The    Heroes Group is the one-word hall of a certain Mike. Even if McDonald's refuses to give them meat or soup, they will not be able to let out a fart.

   The difference in strength is here, even if the first-tier heroes take off all equipment, it is really easy to play against the second- and third-tier heroes of the same profession.

   As long as Mai someone said that this is a spare part for the first-tier heroes, these third-tier heroes will not be able to get a single epic outfit.

   Besides, this time it was a battle with Stratholme as the absolute core.

   Don't look at Dalaran's many mages, still saying "Magic has no borders, magicians have nationalities". At the moment when Quel'Thalas was re-established and became the direct kingdom of the Stratholme Empire, the default nationality of all the long-eared mages in Dalaran was Stratholme.

   Kaizi was still very poor and had little surplus food, so he could only use part of the funds obtained from building Gundam to cultivate his own master, and he preferred domestic cultivation instead of sending it to Dalaran.

  Secondly, in order to prevent money laundering, all funds used to train mages in Dalaran need to be reported. There is no possibility of secret investment.

  The division of the formation is quite clear.

   So, in a sense, McDonald's giving out these equipments is also giving face to other kingdoms.

   After all the tossing is over, all the equipment has been handled in an emergency, and it has become a little fit and can be worn, and then it is very funny to welcome Brother Wing.

  Lor'themar came over and bowed to McDonald: "Report! The reconnaissance ship Z1 found Deathwing on the radar! The coordinates are XXX..."

   "The air fleet has entered an evasive situation. When it is in range, test fire with the main gun."

  Not long...

"Woohoo-"

  The harsh sound of breaking wind echoed in the sky, and the large air unit, which was extremely bright on the radar, was warmly greeted by naval guns over 400mm.

   The continuous explosion seemed to overturn the entire zenith, causing a huge 'thundercloud' to appear in the sky.

"Roar--"

Brother Wing of   's extremely angry roar resounded in all directions, and immediately, he killed him with a speed that the ship girl couldn't understand.

   It was a flame that seemed to burn through the sky!

The    is very clear, and you can see the ominous black figure like a bolide rapidly magnifying in the horizon.

  Although the flying ship girl has been modified by metaphysics, it can have a speed of up to 75 kilometers per hour, but how can it be so simple to move a giant battleship?

  The exaggerated weight makes it a slow process whether it is steering or accelerating.

  Asymmetric flexibility brings destruction.

   "Ah!" In terms of body length, the [Hood], which is not much worse than the black giant dragon, released a violent explosion and the moan of the ship's mother after a sharp metal twisting sound.

After that, the huge hull was completely torn apart, and the incomparably strong deck and gun barrels in the eyes of others were broken and bent, turning into molten metal lumps in the flames, which exploded in the sky, and instantly turned into a huge fireball and countless remnants.

   From the flames of destruction, a gigantic and brutal creature is swooping out with what may be the widest wings on the planet.

The background behind the    wings is the big explosion of destruction, and the rain-like fragments and flesh and blood, making the eyes of other ship girls who witnessed this scene for several kilometers around them stunned.

   If you spend some time, the terrifying black dragon has a high probability of completely destroying this squadron named [Royal].

  But after several warships were ordered to cease fire and tried their best to spread the distance, Deathwing seemed to have lost interest in these iron lumps, he roared, and encouraged the wings that covered the sky to rise higher and higher...

The news of    reached the ears of McDonald at the front line of Wyrmrest Temple.

  Lor'themar said solemnly: "The [Prince of Wales] was severely damaged, and the casualty report has not yet been made. The [Hood] crashed, and the entire ship's 538 soldiers were annihilated..."

   "Bury it thickly." McDonald sighed.

  Lor'themar hesitated, but still said: "All the soldiers on the [Hood] are tridents..."

  McDonald's cheeks twitched, and a blue cross appeared on his forehead.

   He understood immediately.

  【Hood】is one of the most powerful weapons among ship girls. As an F-class battleship, it has attracted the attention of many sand sculptures.

   These days, many ship girls have fallen into the earthy essays copied by the sand sculptures, and as a result, the situation of wolves with more meat and less meat has become more and more serious.

  These **** actually crowded out the normal sailors in order to please the ship girl.

   The level of ordinary sailors in this world, how can there be a sand sculpture player, let alone a high-tech soldier such as an airship soldier.

   Originally, the logistics officials of the Navy and Air Force had long been driven crazy by McDonald's dumpling-like production ships, and they couldn't make so many qualified soldiers by juggling. Those sand sculptures were willing to work, and the logistics officials naturally gave the green light.

   This is a blessing in disguise.

   Looking at Lor'themar who was waiting for instructions, McDonald's was annoyed: "Bury those gangsters thickly, and pick up the bones with a straw mat for each person."

"Yes……"

   This is just a small episode. Since the conventional artillery can't help Deathwing, just open the passage and let him come.

   The only question now is whether the people who went to steal the [Dragon Soul] have done it.

   (end of this chapter)