MTL - Stratholme God-v2 Chapter 1456 stage of ancient gods

   Chapter 1456 The stage of the ancient gods

   “ohhhhhhh!”

  When the system prompts the boss to burp, players who have been chasing the achievement of [Dark Gourmet] rushed forward. Holding all kinds of strange things, I unloaded the shell brother for 800 yuan.

  Heroes work as usual.

   N'Zoth won't come out?

   So compelling?

  Very good, then we will rest in place.

   Those who divide equipment, those who change equipment, and those who drink water and take a nap, each do their own things in an orderly manner.

The    Hero Group prepared for the final battle so rigorously that Azshara was taken aback for a moment. She just knew that the alliance hero team was invincible, but she didn't know what the situation was when the hero team faced the enemy.

   As soon as she saw this, she became more confident.

   She accidentally caught a glimpse of McDonald's holding a portrait of N'Zoth and pretending to look at it. She gathered up her courage and went over: "Leader, are you worried?"

   As soon as she asked, she regretted it. Isn't this implying that the League of Legends is afraid?

   In the end, it's her who is really worried.

   Once defeated, heroes from all walks of life are either hiccups or captured. Don't ask, she must be the worst one.

"Worried?" With a wicked smile, Macdonald tapped the back of his finger on this coloring picture, dictated by Azshara and painted by the Stratholme court painter: "I'm thinking, N'Zoth is more deadly than we were before. The three ancient gods are really a bit…”

   "Something?"

"Well..." As if hesitating for a while, the gourmet surnamed Mai still said it: "You see the other ancient gods are domineering, Ke Suen's big eyes are bright, and Yogg Saron's man's mouth eats more." , and Enzos, isn't this a boiled cuttlefish?"

"what?"

   Azshara froze for a moment along with the surrounding heroes, their minds were blank for a second or two, and then many people smiled knowingly.

  Heroes are often bosses of various families, and they must pay attention to demeanor. Sand sculpture players don't need it, they burst out laughing.

  【Huaixiu】: "That's right! It's the one we often order in hot pot."

  【Lancer】: "Q-play, soft and smooth, chewy, and a little crunchy."

  【Weiss0Schnee】: "Arrange the mandarin duck pot, and then arrange chopped green onion, minced garlic, oil consumption, peanut butter, sesame oil, and shredded pepper."

   The pre-war tension that had permeated the surroundings, the serious style of painting was instantly skewed.

   Azshara's face was embarrassed.

  If these guys are ignorant turtles, of course her dignified queen disdains to talk to them.

  The history of the Trident Legion can be traced back to the First Dark Portal War, and they participated in the crusade against all the Old Gods, Elemental Lords, and Black Dragonflights. With such a glorious army, it is impossible to say that they are turtles.

   She could only soften her tone: "Are you really not afraid?"

   "Scared!" [Practice Knight Coin] Hehe smiled: "Didn't you see the tears we were afraid of dripping from the corner of your mouth?"

  【sallyC】: "Hahaha! Slow down, you don't even have minced meat left."

   or a big heart!

   Maybe it's Kuoda!

   is more about self-confidence!

   Absolute confidence!

   With such a powerful army and such a group of powerful leaders, Azshara couldn't imagine at this moment any possibility of their defeat.

   These guys, build skyscrapers directly on top of the agony of the old gods with pleasure.

   Azshara thought to himself: Are you just building your happiness on the pain of the ancient gods? What a coincidence! Me too.

   A wonderful sense of excitement dominated her body, making her a little impatient, thinking that she would really integrate into the team and become a member of this legend of crusade against ancient gods.

  Before embarking on the last leg of the journey, the Diamond King Magni suddenly said: "I don't mean to underestimate the Trident Army, but I want to add an extra insurance for this battle."

   As he spoke, he took out a bunch of identical necklaces from the space bag.

   "Huh?" MacDonald and the other players suddenly felt their livers hurt.

   Anyone who has experienced that game career will not forget this thing-it is the [Heart of Azeroth] that has tortured players for a full game version.

   "This is a gift from Azeroth's star soul..." Magni's explanation was more directed at other heroes.

  The transmigrators looked embarrassed, and they knew that everything was the cauldron of chaotic fate.

  N'Zoth jumped out before the Burning Legion could kill him. This led to a result - the great sword of the fallen Titan Sargeras, which pierced the entire Silithus region and even half of Aixing, and was more than 10,000 meters long, had not yet fallen.

  If Ai Xing was not seriously injured on the physical level, there would not be a large amount of planetary energy essence [Azerite] sprayed around the world, and there would be no such mass-produced version of the [Ai Xin] necklace that helps repair planetary injuries.

   Unexpectedly, history went around in a small circle here, and also gave [Ai Xin] to everyone through the hand of Magni.

   At least at this moment, this thing is a limited edition treasure, and as soon as you get started, the system prompts that the level of this [Ai Xin] is almost full.

Magni exhorted: "It should help everyone effectively resist N'Zoth's crazy spiritual erosion. But please remember, this is a dead thing after all, and the power contained in it is limited. We can't prolong the battle time arbitrarily, Otherwise, our physical strength and spirit will not be an opponent of a genuine ancient god."

   "Understood." The heroes agreed in unison.

  The road ahead is already wide open, and the dark power gushing out from the depths of the underground palace is so intense that it has already turned into reality. From a distance, it looks like a tortoise paste, piece by piece, almost solid.

   "Humph!" Uther raised the [Ashbringer] upright.

   In his next breath, 【Ashbringer】is like the dawn light that dispels the night, pressing back the power of black without going forward.

   N'Zoth was clearly alarmed.

   That magnetic low male voice resounded in the ears of all the intruders like a Hong bell, and kept shaking their spiritual sea.

   At this moment, every hero felt only a thousand pounds of weight on his chest, squeezing his chest tightly and pressing his lungs. I always feel that every time I exhale, I can't breathe in any more air.

  The air in the atmosphere not only becomes cloudy like sesame paste, but the chaotic stickiness makes people feel unbearable.

   "Sad mortals! You know nothing about my power."

   "Just a whisper!"

   "The guardian of the earth yields to my will..."

   "Your struggles are meaningless!"

   "Your world will eventually become my plaything—"

   With the announcement of N'Zoth's death, the huge living body wall that was blocking everyone's eyes suddenly collapsed, revealing an open space as large as the [Bird's Nest] stadium.

   On the violet-blue ground, terrifying spiritual energy flowed.

   Everyone realizes that this is the final stage prepared by the owner of this place, N'Zoth.

   (end of this chapter)