Stratholme God

   Chapter 821 Fight [Whirlwind]

This is just great.

  The two arcane elements in the air were fighting fiercely with each other. One of them wanted to open the portal, while the other was simply doing something to destroy.

This kind of feeling is like a 50-year-old yellow flower girl who has been trained by the four major sorcerers in Asia and hooked up with an honest person. Money' side hit the field.

  Cough!

   As we all know, it is easier to destroy than to build.

  K always wanted to maintain the order of the portal, and it was relatively easy for Ronin to destroy it.

  Three strokes and five divisions, Luo Ning succeeded.

   In the vision of the elemental field, the orderly arcane elements that should have been neat and chaotic were smashed.

   "Damn!" Mr. Ke scolded: "Don't your alliance heroes even have the courage to challenge the real powerhouse?"

   seems to be a very low-level word, but in fact it is not necessarily ineffective.

   There are many people, and generally speaking, there are always guys who are not clear-headed. Obviously, they are not Shilipo Sword God, and they just go straight to the bottom boss. Especially soldiers, there are very few guys who are not reckless at all.

   "Yo, Kel'Thuzad," McDonald's mouth raised slightly and shouted loudly, "You look very handsome when you call for help, but I prefer you reduced to ashes!"

   "Pfft!" The three popular girls couldn't hold back.

   is just a little bit, it is a collective laugh.

   "Let's not say anything else, let's get this stuff up first." McDonald's instructions were simple and rude.

   He also kept on hand, the divine weapon twin swords, beckoning to the joints of Lesser Tadis.

well!

   So it is said that the Scourge is tirelessly destroying people and affecting the appearance of the city!

  You see, the beautiful blood elf beauty of others has remained pink for thousands of years, and it will be dark when she enters the Scourge.

  Cough!

   McDonald's refers to the color of flesh. Please don't get me wrong.

  Poor Lacetadis herself is calling for wind and rain in Dire Maul. After all, she is a third-rate boss. If she is involved in this level of battle, she will suffer a big loss. Don't even have to call a fire team, only McDonald's played her second [Shield Wall], and by the way, he also chopped off someone's hand, so that he didn't have a chance to join the Azeroth one opened by someone. Treasure.

   "Why? Why didn't you get hit!?" Lacetatis scolded angrily, the dark invisible curse she threw never hit Mai.

   McDonald took a wrong step, dodged the 'black water' that was about to form under his feet, and sighed.

  Oh, the system has marked it out for me, do I even step in when I see Xiang?

Originally, MacDonald was still a little worried that Lesothartis, who inherited the fate of 'Black Water Girl', would bring trouble to the heroes. Seeing that the MT in the back is Lafayette and the magic-immune Magni, oh, that's it never mind.

   played [Shield Wall], and McDonald waited until Tirion came to kill with the unique "short legs" of paladins, waved his hand and left.

   Alas, this USB-type play is really cool.

Sure enough, there was no accident. Although the five knights of the apocalypse had a very insidious play style with a hidden curse halo, and the [Shield Wall] was activated every 25% of their health, the heroes of the alliance would not let the heroes of the alliance defeat a knight of the apocalypse in one breath, and successfully delayed the game. It took time, but the gap in strength is here——

   The leader brought by Mr. Ke this time lacks a strong man who can make a second person and make a final decision.

  Oh, it’s not without, such as Patchwick and Tardius, the boss at the bottom of the structural zone, these two guys really say that a second person is a second person. It was so hard to die, the sand sculpture player sneaked into the Naxxramas power furnace with an explosive pack to play self-destruction, and just blasted these two big guys out.

  If Ke always pulls the two of them to the final hall, maybe the situation will be another ending.

   "You bastard--" Mr. Ke was furious, and with one swoop of bones and claws, the openings of the portals on all sides of the hall became wider and wider.

   Originally, it was mainly based on skeletons, supplemented by scattered middle and high-level undead. Now, almost all of them are middle-level death knights and abominations, accompanied by a small number of low-level lich.

   There are even death knights who hide behind hatred and do a ruthless move - [Death Grip], this kind of trick is not a hero, and it can often pull an operator in the front line.

   "Boom!"

   Flesh and blood flew, and the icy limbs of the undead were dissolved into small pieces under the shock wave, splashing out in all directions.

   As we all know, in addition to strict discipline and tacit understanding, Trident elites are better at Middle Eastern style breakthroughs.

   No matter who is pulled over, the magic gem bomb on his body will be pulled immediately.

  Death knight pulled people to destroy the front of the trident, but also stopped the attack wave of their own.

   In any case, the Trident downsizing is real, and the dead operators will not have follow-up attack output, which will lead to a sudden increase in the pressure on the periphery.

   This is like a race. Should the Alliance Heroes kill the Apocalypse Knight first to relieve the pressure, or the Scourge Legion will use the sea of ​​bones to kill the Alliance first?

  The answer is there.

  The Trident took out the turret of the 4-mounted 20mm [Whirlwind] anti-aircraft artillery.

  Sand sculpture players are outrageous.

  Mr. Ke's portal is old and insidious. You can't openly drive a tank into it, even if Tyrande helps you lift it.

   This can't stop the sand sculpture players from breaking into pieces!

   Each of their system space bags can carry materials of different sizes and qualities according to their own cost. It has never happened before, that is, the dozen or so elite operators in each group are busy assembling turrets.

  There is no tank, the base of the turret is a [meter]-shaped fixing frame, and the ends are all nailed into the hard floor tiles.

  When the wonderful "chuchu" sounded, it was the nightmare of the intermediate undead.

  The powerful firepower certainly swept away low-level undead units such as skeletons.

   Wherever the gun line is pulled, there must be a piece of bone debris that will explode.

Most of the intermediate-level undead are low-level death knights and junior-level lichs. They are miserable: they neither have the ability to use [Archery] or something, use a sword to split the shells shot in the face, and they do not have enough physique to Withstands 20mm shells.

As a high-level soldier, the abomination can rush forward against the artillery. Even if every projectile hits the body, it will burst open a basin-sized blood hole. The abomination is really painless. These big fat people use keel bones or reinforced animal bones, and their mobility will not be reduced because the rotten meat hanging on their bodies is less than a few hundred pounds.

  【Whirlwind Style】is definitely a nightmare for middle and low-level undead.

   Seeing Mr. Ke couldn't help it.

   "Knock down those [Whirlwind] turrets!"

   Well, to put it simply, the anti-aircraft cannon has a farther range than most mages' magic!

   Only the Howling Banshee can use her immunity to most of the physical damage to quickly float over to make trouble.

   That's the level of making troubles, and [Burning Dawn of the Sky] is waiting for them when Sister Fa is waiting.

   "Come on! Let you keep my fireball healthy!"

   (end of this chapter)