Stratholme God

  Chapter 248 The Erhu (2 more)

After a brief silence in the system communication channel, [Junchen Tianya] spoke up: "Damn it! Maybe I'm not human! But you are a real dog! Can you name such an incompetent name? [Frost is very sad] In cry!"

McDonald silently clicked the system button. Originally, [Junchen] was shoveling over to split the crotch of a fleeing Blackrock orc, but [Junchen] froze and slammed his head into that guy's crotch armor. .

well! What a miserable death!

  The boss is upset, the sand sculptures are very sensible and turn the fire... Go to laugh at [Junchen Tianya].

MacDonald originally thought that Alsace would refuse such a tasteless name, but who knew that the handsome blond forced the prince to wipe the incomparably clear shoe prints on his face, and smiled casually: "Since it is the name of my eldest brother, Then I'll be ashamed. From now on, you will call it [Huozhi is very happy]."

The two fools waved this two-handed sword that could be used as an axe, and a splendid fire mark appeared in the air. Feeling that it was very handy, he squinted and asked the attendant to bring a sword holster specially used for carrying heavy weapons, and hung it on the on his back.

  To be fair, in this era when even a big sword the size of a door can be regarded as a giant sword, a two-handed sword in the shape of an axe is also very 'beaver', right?

   McDonald's was quite touched by the sincere smile of the two fools.

What moved McDonald the most was the two fools who came over, grabbed his shoulders, and whispered, "Brother, I owe you my life. In the future, as long as it is something I can do, I will try my best to do it for you. arrive!"

   These words made McDonald a little lost.

  Unconsciously, he and Alsace completed the four irons of men: carry guns together, go through the window together, share the dirt together, and go to the salon together.

  Although half of them are the achievements of the dead ghost of the predecessor, the two fools don't know wow!

   That kind of heartfelt friendship can't be changed.

   Watching the 30-day countdown for the task settlement in the system prompt, McDonald suddenly felt a little reluctant, and was a little lost for a while, and couldn't help asking himself: I really want to leave the two fools behind and just come back like this?

   At this moment, even the equipment that the sand sculpture player brought up to pay tribute to him is not good.

  McDonald and the elite operators noticed that Kagraz didn’t provide much, only six pieces in total. The key point was that after the time traveled, the power of the weapons and equipment lost a considerable part. According to the system evaluation, this batch of equipment is probably similar to the level of [Black Wing Nest].

After McDonald took away the most valuable flaming sword, he randomly picked a [Flaming Courage Necklace] with added agility and endurance to the loyal Valeera, and then took a [Uninhibited Fire Seal] with similar attributes. Ring] to yourself.

   After all, his identity is sensitive, and it doesn't suit which finger he wears the ring on. McDonald's simply put a gold chain around his neck, and the system will do it anyway. He can clearly feel that he has a feeling of being as light as a swallow, not only that, but also a trance that his body is a little stronger.

  Unfortunately, Orgrim died a poor ghost, except for [Doom Hammer], nothing of value was found.

   As for the head of the warchief!

  When the head of the Great Chief was hung and the flag of the Great Chief that had been torn in half flew over the battlefield again, the morale of the Alliance soldiers reached its peak.

"Oh oh oh!"

   "The Alliance will win!"

   "Long live the Alliance of Lordaeron!"

   One after another, the sound waves swayed far away. I don’t know how many orcs who were running away just glanced back and completely lost their courage to fight again.

System prompt: [(Head of the Great Chief): When the battle flag with Orgrim's head is flying on the battlefield, all Alliance soldiers within a diameter of 5 kilometers gain an additional 10% attack power, 15% attack speed and 20% morale bonus! The attack power of this generation of orcs within this range is reduced by 20%, and the morale is weakened by 30%. This debuff has no effect or is counterproductive to orc heroic units. 】

  【Congratulations to the host for his historical achievement (The Death of the Great Chief): Wherever the Holy Grail banner held by the host goes, the attack power of the orcs is reduced by 10%, and the morale is weakened by 20%. This achievement lasts indefinitely until the host's myth of invincibility against orcs is broken. 】

  I have to say, this reward is quite powerful.

  But McDonald's is always a bit... lonely as snow!

Commanding the pursuit or something, naturally, the toolman Turalyon, who was personally accepted by Lothar himself, would do it, with the cooperation of generals such as Mograine, Abidis, Rivendell, etc., to chase and kill for three days and three nights or something. .

   suddenly got a little bored.

  Mike returned to his command car, and like a trick, he took out a... erhu from his cloak.

   is the so-called - clothes are not allowed to Erhu!

  Dead Orgrim, McDonald's very happy.

   Raised Erlang's legs, sat on the top of the tank of the command car, knocked Erlang's legs, McDonald's pulled up the famous "Song of Neurosis" in the small earth station.

   As the saying goes: the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the setting sun is like blood.

  The battlefield under the setting sun is full of the unpleasant smell of blood, and there are corpses everywhere, including humans, dwarves and elves, but the number of orcs is more than ten times.

  On this battlefield full of slaughter, frivolous overtones floated out of Mai's erhu.

   That sly note with a strong sense of mockery, like a mockery of all orcs, as if to say—Come on! Come and be merry! I will kill you as much as you dare!

  Sand sculpture players left messages one after another: "It's the first time I've seen such a bad boss."

  The main battle troop has already gone out, and most of the ones left on the battlefield are the medical team and the auxiliary soldiers who are responsible for making up the knife. Hearing this monstrous music, many people cast their curious eyes, but when they saw the glittering holy grail battle flag, and the slightly thin but unusually cool, the most beautiful cub in the audience.

   Oh, it's McDonald's, that's fine!

   I have long heard that the eldest son in Lordaeron was a big wave who dared to do anything crazy. In the past year, the prodigal son suddenly turned back and became the famous God of War. I thought that the boss really changed his mind, but now it seems... It seems that he didn't take medicine today, and he feels cute.

   Accidentally... I got sick again!

  Since the battle is over, then of course let him be!

  McDonald's was immersed in the sound of his erhu, but he didn't realize it at all. Not far behind, Veresa came back.

   Valeera glanced curiously at the female ranger.

   Veresa's face turned slightly red: "We lost the flame-blade sword Saint Samuro, the eldest sister is afraid that the lord is in danger, so let me come back first."

   Valeera nodded silently, and the 200,000-strong alliance army dispersed to hunt down the orcs, and there were not many Veresa. On the contrary, if the orcs killed a certain alliance boss, it would be a big loss.

   The two of them didn't expect that, just 200 meters away, a vague figure really let out a deep sigh and left quietly.

   Here, Liadrin's face showed a fascinated look: "Veresa, do you feel it? That kind of domineering indifference to the world."

   "Yeah! Million orcs were wiped out in the hands of McDonald's." Veresa stared at McDonald's back with the same expression.

  If someone from Mai hears it, he will definitely feel very wronged - I'll just sigh, where do you guys get so much listening and comprehension?

   (end of this chapter)