Stratholme God

   Chapter 563 The mysterious man is actually...

   A ten-story-high portal, like a giant preserved egg, stood in the middle of the well water. The evil energy that kept pouring out of it swayed in all directions.

   This spread of dark energy seems to extend to every corner of the entire ancient Azeroth central continent.

   McDonald's figure continued to descend, and suddenly he found that he was standing on the ground, wearing gorgeous noble clothes, and he was surrounded by mutilated corpses and demons.

   He hasn't regained his senses yet. A handsome night elf jumped out of nowhere and struck a doomsday guard in front of him with a sword.

   "Your Excellency, what is your name?"

   McDonald's was about to answer when suddenly he saw Tyrande's ultimate move [Fall of the Stars]. He wasn't sure if Tyrande played it. After all, Tyrande was not the only one. He still replied subconsciously.

   "Star (star)...F*ck!" The second half of the sentence was because he saw a hellfire suddenly fall from the sky and was about to hit him on the head. The original fall (fall) was misread by him.

   As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it!

   A flood of memories flooded into his brain.

Grass!

  He finally knew who Xingchen*hawk was!

  Starf*ck is actually me! ?

  Fortunately, that move [Falling Stars] stunned the hellfire in mid-air, smashing such a big hellfire into pieces that burst into green flames.

  More night elf sentries rushed over and killed the demons not far from McDonald's.

   The dark spirit in front of him is handsome and handsome. When he heard McDonald's 'self-reporting his family name', there was a sense of awe in his words: "You are... Xingchen * Hawk, the legendary Lord Sunstar?"

   Sunstar?

   This translation is very good! very powerful!

McDonald's speechlessly glimpsed, no, to be precise, he didn't even know how he got through his pocket and saw that the name of [Desder*Star Eye] was written on the identity document he had hidden. , stunned to be changed to [Hawke*Stars].

   Can I speak foul language?

【Can't! 】The phantom sound of Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon King, suddenly came, causing McDonald's to shudder.

   He finally knew who the culprit was - just like Li! Nozdormu! ?

   God, he was meow. When Nozdormu sent him here, he cheated for him by the way, and modified a part of the reality of this world according to his wishes.

  It turned out that the leader of the coalition army of the night elves who resisted the Burning Legion was Duke Kutalos * Ravencrest, and the deputy of the coalition army was the famous Marquis Desdel * Star Eye.

   Well, now in the cognition of all the night elves, the incomparably pitiful Desdel is gone, and there is only McDonald's under the pseudonym of Hawke Star.

   Speechless and speechless, McDonald's immediately assumed his new role.

  Emperor Mai turned purple (nonsense, most night elves have purple faces) and said sternly: "It's me, you are..."

"Second Sentinel Captain Garrod* Shadowsong under the Duke of Ravencage! Ordered by the Duke, he will lead the Sentinel to meet His Excellency the Sunstar." A priestess with a six-point resemblance to Tyrande: "That is Your Excellency Digana, the High Priest of Elune."

   McDonald's knew instantly.

  Probably, a lot has passed since the War of the Ancients trilogy.

   This is not the early stage, but is approaching the mid-term.

   Queen Azshara delusionally uses the eye of the needle to conquer Sargeras' lance. With honeyed confidence in her appearance, she listened to the words of Harveys, who would become the Nightmare King in the future, hooked up with the Burning Legion, opened the portal with the power of the Well of Eternity, released a large number of Legion demons, and was destroying the entire Azeroth. Turn it upside down.

   The Duke of Ravencrest is considered a local nobleman and does not belong to the high elves. Their family has always hated and suspicious of the high elves.

   Now, seeing Queen Azshara's death and releasing the army of demons, he didn't even bother to ask "Why did your Majesty rebel", so he directly posted heroic posts and called on the nearby great lords to unite against his mother.

   And Jarod is Maiev Shadowsong's younger brother, and is one of the rare thighs (powerful tools) in this war.

   The Shadowsong siblings were of commoner backgrounds, and Garrod swallowed his saliva when he saw the terrifying cut on the left breast of the MacDonald's noble robe, because it was almost fatal.

   "Sorry, we were late."

McDonald, who found that he was not mortally wounded at all, shook the collar of the fancy dress that looked expensive at first glance, and his chest was still bleeding, and he said with a straight face, "As long as I don't die, then It's not too late. I forgive you!"

   Not to mention Garrod and other low-ranking sentries, even the high priest Gadina who came here showed a look of awe to a tough guy like McDonald.

   After a simple magical treatment, MacDonald's wounds had healed.

   "Please try not to do strenuous exercise in the short term, Goddess Elune's healing technique is not omnipotent." Gardina ordered.

   "Yes, thank you, Your High Priest."

   Riding the night saber, MacDonald didn't feel a little jerky, maybe he rode the leopard under Tyrande at a normal time.

   I have to say, Ravencage, ahem, Ravencice’s nest is really good.

   The gloomy silhouette of Black Rook Citadel rises above the Roaring River Valley. It is located on an island west of Val'sharah, and is connected to the land by a wide and magnificent bridge across Emerald Bay.

  Under the gaze of a group of night elves guards, MacDonald rode a leopard across the bridge that at least could accommodate six carriages, and saw the huge main entrance of the fortress.

Two huge towers, at least 20 stories high, stood guard on both sides of the main entrance. Looking at the cold light of the giant crossbow arrows exposed between the arrow stacks above the towers, McDonald had no doubt that any demon who dared to attack from the front bridge, Both are hit by a storm of ranged weapons.

  The entire fortress is quite classical, not as gorgeous as the Silvermoon City in the future, but also different from the ordinary night elf style, which feels more inclined to the style of the human castle.

   As soon as he arrived at the gate, McDonald saw a tall male night elf wearing a purple background and cyan crossed armor, standing there with a group of personal guards.

  The relief of the crow's head on his shoulder armor is very eye-catching. Of course, the most handsome is his great sword with the relief of a huge dragon's head as a sword.

   Looking at this super burly burly man with a height of at least two and a half meters, McDonald immediately knew that he was the Duke of Ravencase.

   "Kutalos, I really miss you!"

   Yes, I miss you dead!

"Hawk! You kid, I knew you would never let me down." Kutalos strode forward and hugged McDonald, a night elf who was 'only' 2.10 meters tall. friend.

   Don't brag, don't be black, this is against the Queen.

   Reverse, no matter what world and era, if it is unsuccessful, it is often a major event that will kill the nine clans.

   (end of this chapter)