Stratholme God

   Chapter 1272 Players are all mount controls

   The 'ghost ship' is about eight meters long and two meters wide, and the whole body is white. Contrary to everyone's impression, the hull is not a rotten wooden ship made by enchanting a sunken ship.

   That thing is scary.

   Really let the sand sculpture players come out, it will definitely cause panic and anxiety among the people.

   This thing is modeled after the light wooden boats used by the Kul Tiras Coast Guard. The bow has a light ballista, and the ship has a mast with oars.

   Prior to Year One of the Dark Portal, this ship was a frigate in the Kul Tiras naval order of battle.

   The key is that this ship has nothing to do with ghosts at all, and is purely made of water elements. From the appearance, you can faintly see that the water is flowing.

  This thing can be driven on the street, it is a typical amphibious use.

   It’s just that.

   The point is, this boat is also equipped with a helmsman.

Jaina Lang Lang said: "With the assistance of the Ebon Blade Knights, we have found the souls of many Kul Tirans who were sacrificed in the defense of Boralus. Although their souls dissipated seriously, they could no longer be reincarnated as The undead continue to serve Kul Tiras, and they cannot sleep, but they are willing to be the helmsmen of these ghost ships, and serve the warriors who will restore Kul Tiras to their kingdom."

In front of tens of thousands of players, the Ebon Blade Knights Duchess Meenkes came out, cast a little spell, and immediately a Kul Tiras sailor turned into a translucent soul, moving towards the one under the stage. bow.

  The sand sculpture players boiled up instantly, and the clamor shot into the sky. The noise they made was so huge, I almost thought it was a swearing-in meeting. This made Jaina frown and endured the discomfort so she didn't cover her ears in public.

  【Ice Blood Evil Spirit Heart】: "Fuck! This is awesome! I want this—"

  【Black Bull Toothpaste】: "Give me seven such ghost ships! I want different colors seven days a week!"

Facing the fanaticism of the players, in fact, Jaina, whose forehead was full of question marks, could only continue to speak according to what McDonald said: "Every soldier who reaches 10,000 merit points can get a [Kurti] Ras Ghost Frigate]. And the 100 warriors with the highest merits will get an upgraded version of the [Ghost Destroyer]. However, the production capacity of our Kul Tiras Royal Mage Group is limited, and we can only build a maximum of ten ships a day for the time being, so First come, first served, the latter can only be queued..."

   What she said later, no one listened to the players, because the system had already sent a reminder.

  These powerful warriors, who theoretically belonged directly to the emperor, are loyal and unstoppable, and now they are all incarnations of orcs.

  I saw them all scattered, rushed into their barracks, took out all kinds of equipment, opened the exclusive portal of the camp, and rushed over.

   This battle is even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

  10,000 people completed the expedition in just three or three strokes, leaving only a little bit to mess up Jaina on the stage in the wind.

ah?

  This is the expedition?

   Don't you need to prepare anything?

  What about grain? What about armament? What about logistics?

   Change a unit, and Jaina will probably think that the other party is a group of swindlers.

  The trident is different, these guys really destroy the world when they move their hands. They even dared to be tough with Deathwing and the Ancient Evil God.

   Jaina suddenly felt that she was really stupid for preparing so many rhetoric. These guys don't eat her **** at all!

  Marander gave Jaina an intriguing smile: "Your Highness, should you go and prepare?"

   "Prepare? The mission I set is difficult..."

"Hehe, Your Highness, hurry up and stock up on [Ghost Ships]. Don't wait until they help you recover Kul Tiras, but you can't get the promised prize. Then they will destroy Kul Tiras with their backhands. That's fine. Remember, Trident soldiers can go up to 30,000! Please prepare at least 10,000."

   Jaina was frightened with goose bumps on the spot. This situation was so obvious that even McDonald wouldn't help her.

   So, Jaina fell into a state of pain and joy.

  Happiness is because of the hope of returning to the country.

  It hurts... This ship is really hard to build.

   Elemental magic in Azeroth is, to put it bluntly, mobilizing elements, shaping them, and releasing them to cause destruction.

   Every Archmage is an elemental shaper.

   It is not easy to shape the elements into this shape, and it is so big that basically if you are not a high-level master, don’t even think about it.

   The difficulty of building this [Ghost Ship] is not high, but it is definitely time-consuming and labor-intensive.

   Even if you follow McDonald's suggestion and create a special shaping magic circle to mass-produce the ghost ship, it will not save much mental energy.

   Jaina seemed to see a future in which she was being squeezed.

   For the next whole year, she hardly had to do anything, working as a female shipbuilder every day.

   With a shudder, Jaina grimaced: "I...I'll go to arrange the delivery."

   On the tower of Stratholme City, Queen Xi stroked her flying blonde hair and smiled: "Why do I think you are too good to Jaina!"

   "I think too much. Who am I really pulling a hand, do you have any idea?" McDonald put his arms around Queen Xi's waist lightly.

  Queen Xi cooperated with her hot red lips.

  If McDonald's really wants to pull a hand, he will absorb the opponent into his own power. Just like the Windrunner family, they used to be only the third-rate nobles in Quel'Thalas, and they were regarded as farts by Senator Silvermoon.

   Now even Kaelthas relies on McDonald's to get back to the country.

   As a typical royal family, the Windrunner family is already the first family in the true sense of the elves. Even if McDonald's had an accident, the Windrunner family would become the real ruler of the entire empire before Kalia gave birth to a child.

  Queen Xi licked her red lips, as if she was thinking about it: "By the way, if others mastered the hobby of tridents, would they dig yours?"

   "If someone can really dig me, I'll die laughing." McDonald didn't care.

   He himself is the foundation of all other players in this world. Without his son of the world as the space anchor, the consciousness of the players would not be able to cross the void and be projected onto the clones here, and there would be no all the fun that follows.

  The trouble returns, at least in Aixing, don’t worry about the players turning the sky.

   As for whether there will be one day in the future, he will also go to other worlds to support other players, that is the future.

   And in just three days, Jaina was stupid - the first trident operator to complete the mission objective was born.

  【Situ Yanpo】This guy was fierce and fiery. He went on for 72 hours without stopping. He single-handedly killed Daelin Fortress in Stormsong Valley. That is a fortress that holds a full 6,000 elite Zandalari troll soldiers!

   The passages under the fortress are intricate and there are various protective facilities, so this is actually done?

   Jaina was about to pee.

   (end of this chapter)