Stratholme God

   Chapter 832 Fatal mistakes (3 more)

   Annual selection of sad reminders, it is estimated that Ke will be on the list.

   Finally made a giant toy to delay the time, and it was only a matter of seconds for the alliance to summon a black dragon.

   dragged on for less than half a minute, it was a fart.

   Besides, the admission of Onyxia means that there will be more unfavorable factors.

  There was a flash of fire in Mr. Ke's eyes, and one plan failed and another plan was made: Is it possible to use Onyxia's huge size to make a fuss?

   In the Sapphiron's lair outside, there was barely enough room for the dragon to fight. In this hall with only 10,000 square meters, it was obviously too small for Onyxia to perform. If you move casually, you may step on your own people.

Black Dragon Princess, the combat power in the dragon form is undoubtedly super strong, but the human form is not enough. Although it is meaty enough, the dragon clan's three-axe, the dragon wing slap, the dragon tail sweep and the like all depend on the dragon's survival. No, unless Onyxia can completely change her profession to play magic like Krasus, she will be fighting the enemy's strength with her own shortcomings.

  Unexpectedly, after seeing her blow up the Skeleton Dragon Demon, McDonald said rudely: "Enough. Get out!"

  These words were particularly harsh in Kel'Thuzad's ears.

   What do you think of the noble dragon? Even if I resurrected Sindragosa and Sapphiron and controlled them at the soul level, I would not dare to scold these dead dragons with only bones in such a high-spirited tone.

   That's right, the dignity of the dragon race is such a troublesome thing!

   After you die, you will lose your face, but you still have to die!

did not expect……

   "Okay, master!" Onyxia said the most cowardly words in the thickest, most mysterious, and most terrifying dragon language. Not to mention refutation and protest, this guy executes orders almost without hesitation, and even feels that she feels a touch of her master's rude orders... She is delighted!

Right in front of the warring enemy and us, she deftly activated the ultimate transfiguration technique and turned into that petite human woman again. Then, wearing high heels, she ran out of the hall with the corners of her gorgeous evening dress that was incompatible with the battlefield. .

   It seems that the stride is not large, but it is better than the frequency of stepping. It gives people a wonderful feeling of ‘chicken running fast’.

   That way, it felt like even if McDonald kicked her **** at the moment, she wouldn't resist at all.

   Kel'Thuzad: "..."

  You, this black dragon princess, shouldn't it be the shame of the dragon family?

   What about the dignity of the dragon family?

   This is unreasonable!

  ! If I have a chance, I will make you into a bone dragon too!

  Cough, in history, this tragic female dragon has become a corpse dragon, but it was not for the Scourge.

  The future, no one knows, everyone only knows——Kel'Thuzad must be destroyed.

   As the saying goes: The army is defeated like a mountain, and there is no way to survive!

  Before Mr. Ke mixed into the Shadow Realm and changed his boss, his current boss, the Demon King, was destined to be unable to save him.

The    Alliance's offensive became more and more violent.

   Dozens of arcs of light swirled around Varian, each a destructive Excalibur glow.

  The young king's expression became more and more fierce. When he kept attacking, he did not forget to ask the answer he most wanted to know: "Tell-where did you take Uncle Anduin Lothar!?"

   "Hahaha! No one can resist the power of death! Of course he is...became the most loyal servant of His Majesty the Great Lich King!"

   Alas, Mr. Ke, the old torturer has led the teacher. Even if he is about to hit the street, he still does not forget to torture the hearts of the heroes, as if he wants to win back the opportunity he missed on Arthas.

"Calm down, Varian! Don't fall for his conspiracy!" Fortunately, Magni's big drink was still effective: "Even if this **** doesn't say it 10,000 times, we can still fight Northrend, in Icecrown. The fortress finds out this answer himself!"

   McDonald strikes while the iron is hot: "The Stratholme Navy is ready!"

   The meanness of enemies and the candor of allies stand in stark contrast. Perhaps because of the whip, Gorosh's soul didn't affect Varian too much, and he finally came to his senses.

   The preparations for the Northern Expedition that the Alliance has made over the years, whether it's the large number of steel warships built like dumplings, or the increasingly full warehouse of winter clothes and various armament materials, he has all his eyes on it.

  Since the despicable big lich in front of him doesn’t say anything, then just do what his allies persuade him to do.

Varian kept his hands, and the sword edge made deep marks on the ribs and armor of the archlich, and at the same time he gave the archlich a fierce look: "It doesn't matter if you don't talk, or nonsense! I will Cut off the head of the Lich King yourself, grind all his bones into powder, soak them in holy water, and finally sprinkle them in the endless sea. You and your **** master, don't even try to run away!"

   Feeling the firmness of Varian's heart, the fire in Mr. Ke's eyes seemed to dim a bit.

  The balance of victory has been tipped.

   Kel'Thuzad tried his best to fight back, but unfortunately his efforts could only delay his demise at most.

   The [Dedication] of the Paladins filled this sinful land with holy light.

   The mage's elemental missiles and the ranger's thunder arrows repeatedly pierced the sky and shot at the archlich.

   Warriors and thieves chased this filthy figure, pouring out the blade light.

  …

   The most eye-catching is the McDonald's who controls the wind sword as the electromagnetic gun barrel.

   Accompanied by loud thunder, each gold coin can further destroy Kel'Thuzad's shield, disrupting its numerous and complex magical circuits.

   "Boom!"

   This time, Mr. Ke's left hand like a sharp hook was shattered by the gold coins in the lightning.

   "Boom!"

   This is the right knee of Mr. Ke's long purple robe, which was blasted.

   "Boom!"

   This is the only coccyx of the total that was destroyed.

   "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!" The sound of the electromagnetic gun's breaking wind was so rhythmic that to Kel'Thuzad, it sounded more like a death knell symbolizing destruction.

  The Alliance melee hero who kept roaring and rushing towards him was like a vicious dog who chose someone to devour, and would take a certain piece or a few bones from him every time.

   Finally, the evil body stopped shaking.

   was cut off at the waist, and after shaving off his arms, there were only a few ribs, half a spine, and a relatively complete skull.

   After taking the full blow of [Sulfuras * Ragnaros Hand], Mr. Ke's remnant body sank deeply into the large semi-molten hole.

   A burst of ice and snow came, and the pit, which was five meters deep and nearly thirty meters in diameter, was cooled.

   Alliance heroes wearing top-level equipment surrounded one by one, like the audience of the ancient Roman arena, watching the end of the trapped beast that was performing at the bottom of the arena.

  Uther leaned over, raised the [Ash Messenger] high, his eyes were like fire: "Kel'Thuzad, while you can still speak, say your last words, or your incompetent curse!"

   "I didn't kill you early, this was a... fatal mistake!"

   Mr. Ke's voice fell, and the dazzling gate sword also slammed down, crushing his skull into powder.

   (end of this chapter)