MTL - Stratholme God-v2 Chapter 1422 possibility of whitewashing

   Chapter 1422 The possibility of whitewashing

McDonald's made a big job, using water pumps to divert water from Un'Goro Crater in the west, and then laying an underground pipeline with a total length of more than 200 kilometers, all the way from west to east to Jinjian Port, to solve the problem of this desert port. Difficulty drinking water.

   At the same time, branches were opened, and by means of drip irrigation, they began to 'enclose' desert areas.

  Large-scale planting of plants suitable for arid areas, such as pig hair grass, will greatly improve the Tanaris desert and achieve the purpose of sand fixation and sand control.

   At the same time, a large number of wind turbines were built.

   Now the outer circle is controlled by sand, and the inner circle is already medium-sized farmland that can be farmed.

   Coupled with the oil refinery built to exploit the oil in the crater, this expedition to Uldum has far less logistical pressure than the previous expedition to the tribe.

   Once upon a time, during the expedition to the Silithus desert, almost everything the Alliance needed was brought by sea. The better ones come from Port Theramore in Dustwallow Marsh, the worst ones are shipped across thousands of miles of sea from the mainland of Stratholme.

   Today, 95% of logistical supplies can be handled in Golden Sword Port.

  If you have a choice, MacDonald's N'Ollosa's gate is open in Uldum.

  This saves a lot of trouble.

   Otherwise, we can only let Stormwind Kingdom send troops into the Vale of Eternal Blossoms.

   A little abrupt, Maiev said suddenly: "Tyrande asked where are you? She wants to come over."

   "Well, let her come."

   After a short while, the high priest, who was on the verge of immortality, arrived.

  Just by looking at the appearance, no one would put the word pure and lustful on Tyrande.

   Of course, if there is nothing without going to the Three Treasures Hall, and Tyrande came over in broad daylight, it must be for business.

"McDonald, the druids on my side have made a terrible infiltration into the Emerald Dream, and basically they can't even get in the door, so Hamuul and the others can linger in the shallows. How about the trident on your side? already?"

The   Druids used the opening that Ysera gave them. Now that Ysera is suppressed, the Druids will definitely not be able to enter.

  Sand sculpture players, especially those who have eaten Kejia cuisine, use much rougher means of entry.

   is actually a bit of progress.

   "Fenna, avoid it, you just had a baby, you can't see these things."

   "Okay!" Fenna withdrew, and in the Duchess's drawing room, only McDonald and the girls who could fight were left.

   McDonald pretended to open a magic mirror image, as if spreading his own mental power in the mirror image, touching a group of connected trident operators' spiritual bodies.

   Silently, the scene in this huge circular mirror with a diameter of two meters began to flicker upside down, but soon settled into a gray-brown plain. Many green dragons, faceless ones, and satyrs fell on the plains, and there were traces of blood and battles everywhere.

   Everyone outside the mirror widened their eyes, as if they were playing 'find the difference', and looked around a little blankly.

   "I found it." McDonald's consciousness continued to deepen, and bystanders immediately noticed that the mirror was rapidly zooming in in a certain direction.

   Soon, everyone saw a faceless man surrounded by a bunch of sand sculpture players.

  I don't know what to do with it, obviously three times bigger than the sand sculpture player, this faceless man looks weak and helpless.

   It is doing a squatting motion with its head holding its head, its tentacles hugging its octopus head, but its forehead is exposed again.

  It was muttering to itself, and the voice was completely translated into the common language of mankind through a green light group next to it.

"No, I'm just following orders, I'm not wrong, no, I just had a dream. The dream is full of blood, and the ground is full of dead compatriots. Haha, woohoo, there is still me in the dead, me! I'm dead, abandoned by my lord N'Zoth! I don't want to die, I don't want to be abandoned!"

   The words of this guy are a bit illogical, the laughing and crying appearance and the content of the answer make the onlookers feel that their thoughts are confused.

[Chu Jiayun] next to    rubbed his temples and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Xavius?"

The faceless man was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly fell to the ground and shouted in extreme panic: "Don't force me! I said! I said! I saw him at the Limestone Dream three days ago. "

  [Chu Jiayun] pouted at the dirty **** next to him: "Make sure!"

   Dirty God understands it in seconds.

   Ordinary people will think that the faceless is so scary! It's sticky tentacles again, and a meat grinder-like mouthpart. On the Dire God's side, the style of painting has completely changed.

  【God of Tulips】and 【Kidney Deficiency at half-year-old】These two guys are arguing whether the faceless person on the opposite side is full of OOXX.

  Uh, don't get me wrong, these two big-hearted joking are playing tic-tac-toe with ink on the smooth forehead of this faceless man who feels like he's going to go crazy at any moment.

   "OOO! Haha! Three O's in a row! I won!" [Tulip] laughed.

   "Grass! Can I lose this?"

   In the eyes of others, these two joking are just having fun.

   Tyrande, who has a strong sense of divine power, was taken aback. The ink pen they used was undoubtedly a powerful spiritual transmission tool. With a more obscure, evil, and absolutely nothing to do with love and justice, they forcibly invaded the spiritual sea of ​​the Faceless.

  The most outrageous thing is that their power is obviously superior, overpowering the power of the ancient evil **** N'Zoth left on the Faceless, and wantonly infecting the Spiritual Sea of ​​the Faceless.

   In a short while, the faceless person even poured out the embarrassment that he was almost killed by a female deep-sea giant when he was three years old, and was dyed in baba before he escaped.

   seems to have noticed McDonald's gaze, [Chu Jiayun] turned to face the 'camera': "Boss, in three more days, we should be able to catch Xavius."

   After all, what appears in the picture is a chaotic space trajectory marked with thousands of large and small dream spaces.

   looks messy, but if you look closely, you can see that the range of action tracks representing Xavius ​​is shrinking.

  While surprised, Tyrande couldn't help reminding McDonald: "Be careful with these people."

The corner of MacDonald's mouth raised: "There are always some beings in the world who devote themselves to the darkness and use the power of darkness, but their minds can remain bright. There was Anduin Lothar who was still dedicated to goodness in the previous incarnation of the Lich King. Defilers, in the future... there may be demon hunters similar to Illidan Stormrage."

  Tyrande's face turned pale in an instant: "Illidan he..."

"He has done a lot of wrong things, but he is probably not as evil as we think. The four members of the Illidari Council who have surrendered to me broke the news - including several heroes, Illidan's most elite demon hunters. , disappeared before we attacked the Dark Temple. Before they disappeared, they prepared a lot of special equipment for infiltration against demons."

   Tyrande's body shook slightly, and she immediately understood a lot of things. If it was for the Alliance or the night elves, Illidan asked his subordinates to prepare supplies not for demons.

   Of course not ruled out, Illidan simply wanted to go down, kick Sa Zong down, and sit in the position of the Lord of the Burning Legion himself.

   This represents at least one possibility - the possibility of whitewashing!

   (end of this chapter)