Stratholme God

   Chapter 484 Tyrande is bitter

   So many strong men joined forces to beat a thunderous chicken *cold wind blowing, it is impossible to miss.

  McDonald came here early in the morning to wait for Dajian's last puzzle.

  When he made a pretending declaration, a group of elite law-based operators immediately took their places and launched the so-called 'war magic' in a decent manner.

   This kind of magic, which requires a large number of high-level mages, is usually named [War Magic].

  Three-layer three-dimensional magic circle appeared out of thin air, and countless strange flashing runes formed a complicated light band in mid-air, rotating clockwise and counterclockwise around the center.

   Not to mention the blindness of the magic circle, even Calpurnia and Solanlian, the two great astrologists, couldn't understand it either.

   "What is that?" Solanlian asked her companion in a low voice.

   "I don't know, I can't understand a single rune. It shouldn't be Titan magic."

   "I can only see that it is from the space system."

   That is space magic, which is completely different from elf magic. The runes used are Greek, so they naturally don’t understand.

   The point is, this is all cover up, those glittering runes are actually useless.

After the    magic circle was activated, a soft silver light spread out from the circle. It was a bit like a slime monster, slowly covering it, swallowing up the mountains of steel plates and barrels of crude oil.

   was followed by a slightly uncomfortable squeak of twisted metal.

  It is obvious that metals and other things are dead, but they can feel that the metal is covered with silver light, and it begins to squirm violently as if it is alive.

   In just a few breaths, you can see this huge mass of liquid metal spread out towards the sea.

As the   silver light gradually covers the entire slipway, a clearer outline begins to appear.

   "This is..." Fenna covered her mouth in surprise.

   Veresa's eyes widened in surprise, with the word "curious" written all over her eyes.

   Soon, the pointy bow can be seen.

   Then, the liquid metal showed an outward-pushing motion, which felt very anthropomorphic, like a girl who just got up and changed her clothes and stretched her hands out of her sleeves.

   Those are not arms, but four double-mounted turrets, and the long barrels of the 380mm cannons stick out impressively.

   Up, the glob of molten metal continued to extend, and soon revealed its true identity—the towering bridge and chimney.

   A whole bunch of equipment that the natives of Azeroth could not understand were revealed one by one.

   No matter who, watching the pile of steel turn into a giant steel ship with a length of 254 meters, a width of 35 meters, and a height of more than ten stories in a few minutes, they will be dumbfounded.

   Before everyone came out of the UC shock department, just five meters in front of McDonald's, an illusory figure was taking shape.

   Even though she knew that this was the so-called ship girl, Valeera silently clasped the hilt of the dagger.

The    figure gradually became real, as if something filled her body, making it more real.

  Seriously, McDonald's is not a real military fan. He hasn't been able to judge what kind of boat he built a gambling boat. He just instinctively throws two Rubik's cubes at a time into the big boat.

   When he saw a plump girl in a white shirt and black short skirt and white stockings, McDonald had a little premonition.

   Seeing her carrying an iconic flag in her left hand again, Mai was more confident, but he was a little happy and curious, why the flag of that flag was the Holy Grail emblem of the Stratholme family?

   "The Tirpitz has seen the owner of McDonald's." It was originally a very formal meeting ceremony, but when the silver-haired ship girl performed a soft and flat fall, everything changed.

"Uh."

  Sister, can you do it?

Sister   Tirpitz got up by herself and touched her nose awkwardly: "Sorry, my lord, the amount of steel you gave is not enough. My body is empty and I feel a little empty."

   McDonald: "..."

   All sand sculpture players: "..."

   After a while, [Chu Jiayun] in the system group came out: "Boss, even Dajian is cutting corners, it's really yours!"

   "Fuck, can you blame me for this? The system says I'll be enough to give 30,000 tons of steel. Who would have thought of such a thing?"

  【Olixeon】: "Boss, don't explain! Explanation is a cover up."

   [Kidney deficiency at half-year-old]: "Speaking of which, can we make the ship girl a little more solid, so that it is translucent, we can't rush."

   McDonnell glanced at the system group: "Foul God get rough!"

  ! My lord, I'm a ship girl, I didn't let you dirty gods be the side dishes!

   Ignoring those ghostly screaming guys, McDonald hurriedly asked, "Tirpitz, is there a remedy?"

   "Uh, my lord will just go back and make up the steel for me. Of course, the higher the quality of the steel, the better."

"it is good……"

   McDonald's, the boss, was embarrassed.

  The big building in the game is definitely simplified, but it is troublesome in reality.

  Tirpitz's displacement is as high as more than 50,000 tons under full load. Although the displacement is not equal to the weight of the ship's own steel, the steel he gave from someone is not good!

Just as the ship's mother Tirpitz was talking to him, the hull of the Tirpitz continued to make a sour steel twisting sound. out.

   McDonald's snapped his fingers: "Fina."

"Yes."

   "If I'm missing these, you can make up for them." McDonald's willing to write down a bunch of requirements, and naturally his subordinates will do it for me.

   After tossing about the shipbuilding, he walked to the seaside, and McDonald looked north: "I'm done here, but it's you, Tyrande, what are you going to do?"

  Orgrimmar was destroyed and the Burning Legion landed, most likely heading towards Mount Hyjal, which really hit Tyrande.

   After receiving the report from the alliance, Tyrande stood still for ten seconds before giving the order for the entire clan to prepare for the battle.

   After being busy for a long time, she brought her personal guards to a house in Mount Hyjal.

  Her adopted daughter Shandris was very knowledgeably guarding the door with sentries, and no one bothered Tyrande.

   Once inside, several night elf priestesses saluted Tyrande and withdrew, leaving Tyrande and Malfurion alone.

  The Scourge invasion of the Emerald Dream is over.

   Malfurion's nightmare is not over yet.

  From the time Azshara was killed, Malfurion was in a situation where he couldn't get better.

   Tyrande asked Elune that Malfurion was now on the border between life and death. It's just fine, Tyrande can use Ellen's magic to directly pull him back to the side of the living. The worst thing is that his spirit is not in his body.

Even Ysera didn't know where Malfurion's soul went. The biggest possibility is that his soul was dragged into the Corruption Zone in the Emerald Dream. Yes, it's the place called [Emerald Nightmare]. .

  The soul does not know where!

   This is the key to her helplessness so far.

   "The biggest crisis of the night elves has come. But you are still sleeping! Forget it at ordinary times. At a critical time, none of you Brothers Stormrage can be trusted! They even told me to accept..."

   (end of this chapter)