Stratholme God

   Chapter 217 Involvement

   As for the archmage who presides over the magic circle, um, at this time in Dalaran, a humanoid dragon [Krasus] who had mixed into the Kirin Tor Council sat sluggishly in the eyes of the magic circle, and his eyes lost their highlights.

  Theoretically, he has to maintain this magic circle for at least an hour.

   "Why did His Majesty give me such an order...why?"

   Krasussian was obviously not the strongest member of the Kirin Tor Council, but in fact, after returning to the original form, Lao Anzi would probably be unable to defeat this magic red dragon without the magic tower.

   At this moment, Longmian Temple.

Taranisterz used the huge dragon claws to make a gesture similar to the fingers of a flower, and carefully placed the four door-sized metal plates with the word [3] engraved on the table top of an unknown material the size of a basketball court. Shout out the classic words: "Bomb!"

Next to    is a red dragon called [Jahilan], the dragon's eyes kicked, panting heavily, this guy was obviously excited.

  Who knows, the beautiful red dragon with the largest tonnage on the scene grinned open its mouth, flicked her beautiful curved horns, and threw out two metal cards in disdain.

  The hard metal card hit the table, making a clanging sound that shocked the audience.

   "Wang fried! Three belts and one, get it!"

   looked at the big king, plus three [4] and one [6], and the dragons onlookers stretched their necks, and then all praised.

   "Wow! As expected of His Majesty Alexstrasza!"

   "Your Majesty's card is prosperous!"

   The most beautiful red dragon straightened its slender neck proudly, triumphantly.

right!

   In order to find a tool man to open the portal, someone did not hesitate to reveal the "secret", and taught the demon-level game [Fighting Landlord] to the pure guardian dragons.

well! The Aspects have been guarding Azeroth for so long, do you think they are full every day?

The [duties] that the   Titans have infused into their souls are of course important, but outside of being on duty, you must pass the time.

  How to pass the endless time has become something that every empty, lonely and cold dragon must face.

  From Krasus being a red dragon, but being able to run to the Kirin Tor Council as a member of the council, you know how idle these guys are when there is no war.

   When the poison like Doudizhu was paid tribute by Mai, the Longmian Temple suddenly burst into laughter and laughter.

   For some reason, words such as "Seventeen cards, you can kill me" have also become cultural output, poisoning the pure thoughts of the dragons.

  Cough, far away.

  The organization of the Dalaran Kirin Tor Council is actually a little loose, and when a member refuses to fight, the Speaker has nothing to do. Of course, it would be best if the members were willing to contribute.

   Lao Anzi, who was still recovering from his injuries, saw Krasus working so hard, and he also came to comfort him.

   "By the way, Duke Stratholme went to Long Ear to get so many magic crystals?" Old Anzi had doubts.

   Open the portal for an hour and send 20,000 people plus equipment supplies. It is impossible to squeeze Krasus into a dragon, and there must be a lot of extra magic power.

  The crystal brought by someone, although the purity is subject to negotiation, but the total amount of magic power can be carried.

   As long as it passes through a suitable magic circle, it can be purified.

  McDonald found the Kirin Tor bosses other than Kaizi to exchange the magic crystals in advance, which was the key to this operation.

   Over there, Magni was almost incoherent when he saw the Alliance army marching into Ironforge.

   "Hahaha! Sure enough, joining the alliance was our best decision!"

  Bronzebeard dwarves are relatively less affected races in the alliance. Human beings have been slaughtered city and country one by one, elves have burned forests, slaughtered N villages, dwarves... The direct loss is not very big.

   This has a lot to do with Bronzebeard Shorty's territory. The Loch Modan area of ​​the dwarves suffered a lot, and many villages and towns around Loch Lake were attacked immediately.

   However, there are not many dwarves, and most bunkers have burrows.

   Dwarves are generally less than 1.3 meters tall, and the most burly Magni is only 1.5 meters tall.

   All kinds of dwarf-sized burrows are undoubtedly dog-hole-level things for the huge orcs, and they can't get in at all. (Some security holes are made even smaller.)

   Their core site is Dun Morogh, which is covered with ice and snow, and the biggest resource is minerals. Therefore, the blood cave orcs attacked in large numbers. Except for the dwarves who could not escape, most of the dwarves shrunk into the mine.

   As long as there is a mouthful to eat, the dwarf will not come out.

  Ironforge is equally fortified as a city built on an active crater. Although the main entrance is extremely large, Ironforge can mobilize magma to defend against foreign enemies.

   "Orc, you have a cold, drink more lava!"

   This is really not a joke here.

   Every time the blood cave orcs, who were frozen into dogs outside, were about to break into Ironforge, a carload of lava often fell down.

   It doesn't matter if you are the Blackrock clan or not, as long as you don't have 230 fire resistance, you will be scalded to death!

   Under normal circumstances, unless someone like Mai collects equipment all over the world and specially prepares a set of fire resistance, no one can stand it.

   What's even more disgusting is that magma is not a simple liquid. When the magma cools, the silicate, which is the main component of the magma, will become a big lump of hard solid, blocking the road.

  So what Kilrogg *Deadeye has done more than a year in the past year is to block the door and prepare to run out of shorty's food.

  But when I came to Ironforge, I knew very well that I didn’t produce food at home, so I had the habit of buying food from Stormwind Kingdom a long time ago, and secondly, the Griffin team in McDonald’s had always used space storage bags to help transport food.

   This is the key to the Bronzebeard dwarves' resistance to the orcs.

  Magney patted McDonald's on the back, not missing someone's lung lobe.

   "Brother, when will we attack the orcs!"

   "Cough! Don't be so hard, I've been injured a little recently..."

  Magney made an emergency call for a medic, ahem, it's a short priest.

   McDonald's was shocked, he didn't dare to let the dwarf priest heal.

  Ten dwarf herds, nine pits, and one is a sand sculpture!

  Anyway, he has been helping his father practice the trumpet for so long, and he has never seen a reliable dwarf shepherd.

   "No, I'm fine, just rest. We just need to wait for the signal from the genie."

  The water in the southern part of the wetland has receded long ago, and the land has returned to its previous appearance. Everywhere is wet, and the eyes are full of swamps swirling with various mosquitoes.

  Veresa stared down the mountain, watching the people and objects on the ground getting smaller and smaller, facing the mountain wind, she couldn't help but complain: "McDonald's really calls us. He transferred us back and forth."

   "Little girl, didn't you say Gan was the forerunner?" Queen Xi complained.

   made Veresa blushed on the spot.

   "Don't frolic, you're almost there." Alleria reminded her two younger sisters.

   "Yes yes yes!" The power of the eldest sister has accumulated over three thousand years.

   Not long after, a group of vigorous figures descended into the fortress of Dan Orgaz.

   "Ah! You..." Poor Maluk Dragonscale, just after waking up from a nap, three sharp arrows were shot into his throat and temples on both sides, writing a capital [miserable] with his life.

   Loch Modan was in a hurry and immediately involved the last mobile force of the orcs.

   (end of this chapter)