Stratholme God

   Chapter 652 Target - Blackwing Nest

  The players sent this probably the only skinning knife in the world to Mai.

  Then, Onyxia didn't know how to know about this, and rushed in, saying: "I know I can't escape, you can use that knife to write [正] on me!"

   Having said that, the Black Dragon Princess closed her eyes in despair, with a generous look of sacrifice.

   At this moment, she seemed to be possessed by Joan of Arc and was about to suffer the most terrifying torture.

   At this moment, she is not an evil black dragon, but a weak woman who is powerless against her terrible master.

   At this moment, all the elf guards turned their heads in unison, focusing their attention on the face of the innocent Mai.

   "Pfft!" McDonald, who was drinking water, sprayed.

what! ?

  Who told you this strange thing?

  Please, write a 【Qualified】Being at ease with meat and writing straight characters are completely two concepts, right?

  Although they are all meat, their uses are completely different!

While complaining frantically in his heart, McDonnell taught Heilong MM seriously: "Guess what! The time to defeat Nefarian hasn't come yet. I don't know what you're talking about. The mount must be a mount. I And business..."

   "Crack!" Onyxia slapped a piece of paper on the McDonald's table: "I have evidence!"

   That is a beautiful oil painting!

   The girl above is a captured female ninja.

   I don't know which filthy **** made a few straight characters for the **** the painting.

   Well, I understand everything.

   Just, [Dark Dynasty] boss, where are your handed down paintings for Mao?

   Then, Onyxia clearly misunderstood something.

  McDonald's mood is broken.

  The so-called people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

   No wonder the system allows the temporary listing of dirty gods as hostile elements, there is really no fault to blame those guys, once they are trapped, they are even more terrifying than the enemy.

   On the bright side, Trident is his henchman,

   Actually, those guys are some lawless sand sculptures.

   McDonald's was embarrassed, but fortunately, there is still a chance to come back.

   He adjusted his sitting posture, resting his chin with his left hand, and lightly clasping his right index finger on the table: "My subordinates' hobbies have nothing to do with me, and I am not idle enough to humiliate my own mounts for fun."

   "I, this...that..." Onyxia found that this was a little different from what she imagined, but it still couldn't eliminate the anxiety and fear in her heart.

   "What are you afraid of?"

   "I...I'm afraid of death...I'm afraid that you want to treat Feiermer like the other black dragons."

   The more afraid, the more afraid to face, the more afraid.

   Onyxia knelt down and sat down, the dejected look of the duck sitting, how could she look like the high-spirited countess when she entered the royal family of Lordaeron?

   McDonald's didn't even stand up, he just sat there.

   can give Princess Heilong the feeling that he is the emperor sitting high on the throne, looking down at her.

   "Afraid of being skinned and dismantled, from teeth to bones, every piece is made into something else?"

"afraid!"

   "Who are you more afraid of? Am I still your father?"

   "I'm afraid that you will be a little more master." She used the honorific title.

"why?"

   "Because you are stronger, I can't imagine what I will look like after I escape."

"Oh?"

   "The weak obey the strong, isn't this the righteousness of the world?"

   Speaking of which, McDonald's understood.

  The thinking of black dragons is different from that of human beings - in the face of power, most human beings will surrender, but there will always be a small number of people who will rise up and fight back in anger. But in Heilong's worldview, it is a matter of course to succumb to the strong.

After    understood this, McDonald's understood that as long as Neltharion didn't defeat him McDonald's for a day, proving the fierceness of Deathwing, the loyalty of this female dragon would be absolute.

   Conversely, if McDonald loses, the dragon jumps faster than anyone else.

   Speaking of this, McDonald's is really true.

   A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In the eyes of others, this is confidence; in Onyxia's eyes, this is a cruel judgment.

   "Oh! Onyxia, you are because Nefarian conspired with you to subvert the alliance while I was away. You didn't confess him, and I'm afraid I'll settle it."

   "Yes..." she whimpered.

   If you ignore her body, this is a pitiful beauty.

   McDonald's was unmoved: "Punishment? It's already been given. During this time, the fear I gave you is the best punishment. Go away! Think about it, what is the duty of a mount."

   That night, Onyxia came danglingly, wearing a tulle and carrying Onyxia's reins.

  This, in human form, is holding a horse bit like something, very much like Nezuko from "Demon Slayer".

   McDonald: "..."

  It's so weird, because the elf girl next to Mao looks at me like I'm looking at scum.

   Well, ignoring Onyxia, a female dragon whose brain circuit is a bit weird, McDonald decided to attack the Blackwing Nest without waiting for the Balrog Ragnaros to get angry.

  Theoretically, the order is wrong.

   In practice, this is not an option.

   First of all, Nefarian and Ragnaros are naturally at odds, and there is no possibility of joining forces.

  Secondly, it’s good for them to line up and jump out one by one, but no matter which one the alliance attacks, there is always the possibility that the other one will jump out and backstab, just don’t know who to backstab.

   Finally, due to the existence of [Devil's Soul], McDonald's has the confidence to quickly attack the Black Wing's Nest.

   Throne meeting.

   McDonald's announced:

"Now the Horde has no time to attack the Alliance. Taking this opportunity, I decided to divide the Alliance's strong and elite troops into two. One part is to beware of Ragnaros, the Balrog who created today's Burning Plains and Searing Canyon, and the other part follows. I attack the Black Wing's Lair where Nefarian, the Black Dragon Prince, is located. I know that fighting on two fronts is dangerous, but we have no choice. Fortunately, I am confident enough to clean up Nefarian, all it takes is a time difference. Please Everyone must do their part!"

The voice of    fell, and the leaders of the alliance nodded.

"agree!"

   "Yes!"

   "This evil black dragon must be defeated!"

   Infiltrated the Kingdom of Stormwind, one of the cores of the Alliance, almost subverting the entire country, and Nefarian declared war on the Alliance in a substantial sense.

   His lair is in Blackrock Mountain. If he doesn't crusade, the Wrynn and Bronzebeard royal families will not want to sleep peacefully in the future.

   Now that the leaders have unanimously approved, McDonald's assigned the task.

"On the Balrog side, the main thing is to be on guard. The west side of the Searing Gorge is in charge of His Majesty Magni Bronzebeard, and Your Excellency Ronin is in charge. The east side of the Burning Plains is by Arthas and Kelsa. Done. Don't get close to the Molten Core within ten kilometers for the time being, to avoid stimulating Ragnaros in advance."

  Magney, and the two fools who were remotely connected with a magic mirror nodded at the same time.

   (end of this chapter)