Stratholme God

   Chapter 1453 [Spiritual Decay]

   Since a traveler surnamed Mai came to the world of Azeroth, this little girl in history has been rounded and flattened into various poses.

  Sometimes, she can transform into a road roller and repeatedly crush some hard-pressed victim bosses until they are sent to the second dimension.

  Sometimes, she will turn into a dump truck and 'kill' some bosses who should be insidious but have to go to the front desk.

   N'Zoth felt innocent.

  What did my old man do wrong?

  I just took back my own planetary crown.

   What happened to the Faceless? What happened to the tentacle man? Ugly looks ineligible to breathe and survive?

well! Except for some dirty fanatics who will say "ah yes yes yes", there is really no one who is used to N'Zoth.

   went all the way to the depths of Ny'alosa, and the surrounding scenery became more and more without traces of civilization, and the army came to a large square with the taste of ancient gods.

  The ground is a thick cuticle-like thing, layer upon layer, I don't know how many octopuses have been roasted and dried. There is a strange and attractive smell on the ground, which is absolutely not related to the stench, more like the spices used by the aristocrats in the old era of human beings.

Looking around, you can see a large number of conical black spikes pointing obliquely towards the sky from a little closer, and a huge tentacle that is so thick that it takes two or three Zakus to hold it swaying constantly. just disgusting.

   In this case, it's time for the classic gatekeeper boss to appear.

   I wonder if 'a silly dragon' has broken his head and likes to take an oversized crayfish to guard the door.

   N'Zoth is no exception.

  Ahem, the body of this thing should have been a certain faceless general. N'Zoth obviously couldn't trust this 'loyal' guard and attached his body tissue to it.

   So there is the boss [The Shell of N'Zoth].

Most of its body is still faceless, with typical lobster pincer-like arms, that is, the head is a large eyeball with tentacles, and a few oversized tentacles growing out of the shoulder blades keep dangling. Contaminated the eyes of McDonald's and the heroes.

   In front of this guy, no matter how big McDonald's is, he doesn't dare to let the third-tier heroes rush up in one breath.

   This thing is not the same level as the previous boss.

After hitting the leader in front and suddenly facing this guy, just a moment ago, the elementary school teacher was still explaining to you that five times eight equals forty instead of 35. When you fell asleep for less than five minutes, you saw the blackboard full of Calculus too.

   The magnitude of this jump in intensity is outrageous!

   Seeing the faceless man in the town gate, McDonald's face sank: "The lineup is reorganized! 1 regiment will be the main force, 2 regiments will be the flanks, and 3 regiments will fight mobs. The trident is changed to spiritual support."

   There may be a lot of chatter at the Throne Meeting, and in the decisive battle between frontline heroes and demons, no one will ever question McDonald's authority.

   It is precisely because the enemy is strong that McDonald's is cautious.

To fight N'Zoth, McDonald's thought very carefully early in the morning: firstly, a guy with weak mental strength must not be brought, such as a certain black dragon queen; secondly, if he can not bring a shadow type, he will not bring it, after all, there is the possibility of repeated rebellion ; The last is how the violence comes.

   One power breaks all methods!

   Can overturn the boss as soon as possible, and many tricks are no longer tricks.

After    McDonald's reorganized the team, just as he approached, the opposite [N'Zoth's Shell] shouted in Common: "Your weapons are useless! Madness will destroy you—"

   There was a roar of up to 120 decibels in the distance, which at best sounded deafening and very loud.

   In a short period of time, it is not impossible to endure for a while.

   The point is, at the same time as the roar of this 'brother shell', a stench so strong that it could not be dissolved directly hit the spiritual world of every hero.

  No need to tell him, the wind sword in MacDonald's hand opened a shallow spiritual barrier for him, and a certain original element lord who was sealed in the sword should think about his own soul even if he is not his dog owner.

   is almost synchronous, and a [sanity bar] appeared in the lower left corner of McDonald's vision. Very simple numerical problem, whose sanity drops from 100 to 0, then go to Azeroth to be a part-time master of the mentally retarded (big fog).

  Cough! Just kidding, [sanity] reset to zero is to fall into a state of madness.

   This crazy mental oppression has a disgusting feeling that cannot be described in words. It's not a brief moment, but it is like a storm hitting the shore all the time, frantically rushing through the spiritual barrier of each hero.

  Behind the first-line heroes, some of the second-generation heroes looked quite bad.

   For example, Darion Mograine, as the crown prince, he could not be exempted from the duty to join the hero group. First, it’s the family tradition. Second, as the next king, you don’t get along with the big guys of other countries and races. Once you get to the public-to-public state where you only focus on interests, you will be played to death by other countries and you won’t know how to die. .

   Darien muttered to himself in awe: "Is this the ancient **** that His Majesty and the others have faced many times?"

   Here, McDonald certainly believes that heroic powerhouses will have less mental loss than ordinary powerhouses.

   But this is not enough insurance!

   In the game, there will be Wrathion, the prince of the black dragon, to help the foot man restore his mind (sect) and wisdom (fuck). Because the old Wrathion of Ny'alotha in the game is disguised as the Faceless.

   Parallel worlds have this disadvantage. In this life, history is so crooked. Wrathion here is unhappy that his old sister is the queen, and she has become a mount. Under the anger, he really jumped back and cut off his head for McDonald and sent it to the gate of Stratholme. tidy up.

   This battle is destined to not be supported by Wrathion himself.

Fortunately, Wrathion happily donated his black dragon scales to make a new version of the cloak to the Heroes. The magical change caused this cloak to have a certain effect of resisting mental shock.

   As Emperor Gou who always likes to buy insurance for his 'victory', McDonald's has another insurance...

   "[Psychic Impact] is here—" Uther, who was at the front, roared.

   As a paladin who played with psychic energy and became the first person in the spiritual system, he was extremely sensitive to changes in psychic power. [N'Zoth Shell] started with a mental shock to the Heroes, and immediately got his warning.

Just as Uther was about to mobilize his spiritual power and use the holy light as a shield to withstand the shock for the heroes behind, he saw McDonald's stretch out his hand, and a translucent azure curtain wall immediately appeared on the scene. In front of everyone, and then pushed forward with his hand, this spiritual wall immediately stood at the forefront, colliding with the mountain and tsunami-like spiritual shock wave.

   (end of this chapter)