Stratholme God

Chapter 1463 The enemy retreats and I advance
pain!
This is really heartbreaking!

Queen Azshara almost thought she was going to die!
The power of the evil god is nothing good.

Strong returns to strong, what is the price?
I still remember that in the War of the Ancients, when Queen Azshara was dragged by the entire city and sank into the deep sea, and was forcibly poured in by the power of N'Zoth, the pain was quite similar to today.

The difference is that the two legs were forcibly torn into several tentacles that time, and this time, Naga’s tissue was directly stripped-this of course includes her legs (tentacles), claws, scales all over the body, extra fins, third and fourth eyes.

It is no exaggeration to say that this time, Azshara suffered worse than Ling Chi's torture.The pain he endured at that moment was beyond compare.

McDonnell was taken aback in a rare way. The person he was holding was no longer a high-level elf beauty, but a bloody man with only half of his body left and not a single inch of intact skin on his body.

At this moment, Azshara does not need makeup at all to act as a victim of "A Nightmare on Elm Street" on the spot.

If it were when he first crossed, he might have been scared to death on the spot.

At this moment, the system prompt that popped up suddenly caught McDonnell's attention.

【Does the host want to inject a breath of destiny into Queen Azshara (no affiliation), if she agrees, the host will have the opportunity to create a new race...】

McDonnell glanced at the following content briefly, and couldn't help showing a strange expression on his face: "Interesting."

Azshara didn't know why McDonnell had such a reaction at this time, she just instinctively grabbed McDonald with a hand full of blood, completely treating it as the last salvation.

In fact, she was right.

McDonnell looked at her with majesty in his eyes.A feeling called "absolute dominance" poured into Azshara's empty mind.

"Remember! What I gave you can be taken back at any time."

"Ah?" Azshara exclaimed, and she obviously felt that there was a mysterious and mysterious power transmitted from McDonald's holding her hand.

"Huh?" Not only her, but also Velen, Khadgar and other big bosses who are sensitive to mysterious power not far away have also discovered this mutation.

On the surface, Azshara is that miserable appearance who can directly play a half-length zombie in "Resident Evil".Only the truly strong realize the difference.

"World of Warcraft" has reached the later stage, and it has everything, such as [Light Forged Undead].

At the moment when Azshara and her men's tissues are being recovered, it is impossible to notice so much.

In the blink of an eye, Azshara felt her whole body being thrown out like a bag of trash.

For a split second, Azshara almost felt hatred in her heart.

1 years ago, she thought she could marry Sargeras and become the Mistress of Myriad Worlds, but she was ruthlessly abandoned.

After 1 years, she who no longer gave hope to people's hearts was surprised to find that she was thrown into Velen's hands.

"Holy light! Full capacity!" McDonald's words came lightly from afar.

Velen didn't care so much, he grabbed Azshara, which was only half left, and immediately poured a burst of holy light into it.

"No! I'm going to die... ah... ah... um... Huh!?" Azshara was really shocked and angry at first.

What is her physique that I don't know?
Properly blackened physique!
That's why in history, after she was caught, she met the judge 'Nurse Rong' and vomited black water every time she was stabbed.After all, the dark power in her body can be said to penetrate deep into the bone marrow.

Now she is not what she used to be.

In the past, N'Zoth's power dominated her, and she was considered black in her bones. Forcibly injecting other powers would only make her explode on the spot.

Now, in order to save his life, En Zuosi recovered the power of all the dogs including her.

Normally speaking, when taking away her strength, it will take away most of her vitality.

McDonnell did something a little tricky...

"Ahhh!" The dark body was suddenly infused with holy light, and Azshara was surprised to find that it didn't kill her.

The pain returned to the pain, but it actually healed her wounds.

No, not only that, even the holy light promoted the regeneration of her limbs.

As long as the foundation is good enough, can accept the holy light, and the holy light injected is strong enough, then it is really a cure for the living dead.

In just a few moments, Azshara realized that her little life had been saved—there were only withered black bones that had been swallowed up by the dark power at the elbows and below the waist, but now she could see it on the bones. To the scarlet bloodshot.Bones, tendons, flesh, and even skin are rapidly regenerating.

The key point is that it is recovering in the form of the upper elves!

Painful and numb like suffering in hell, that's for sure, but compared to the hope gained, what is this?
At first Azshara was still screaming loudly, and then she tried to grit her teeth to hold on, but later she found that she couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't keep silent, so she simply shouted: "Praise my Lord McDonald!"

McDonnell: Meow meow?my lord?Who said I accepted you as a younger sister?

Not only her, but also several female Naga servants around her, while they were being treated by several heroic clerics, they also shouted "Praise Your Majesty Stratholme!"

This……

En Zuosi performed a dark ritual to squeeze his subordinates, which suddenly became a ritual for McDonnell to collect dog legs on the spot.

At this time, Ny'alotha had already become a purgatory, and the bodies of countless faceless men shriveled up. With fanaticism, they dedicated their lives and souls to N'Zoth.

In the next second, N'Zoth began to hold back his big move, and it wanted a second, a second, a second, a second.

Countless black lines flew from every corner of the fallen city of Ny'alotha. Black energy lines ran through the whole city, and countless black lines gathered outside the main battlefield. They spun rapidly to form a vortex, and finally Turned into huge clusters of shadow energy clusters, and merged into the head of 'Big Squid' N'Zoth.

A feeling of great uneasiness hangs over all heroes.

This feeling is not unfamiliar, because everyone has seen it once in C'Thun in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

That terrifying blow nearly wiped out all the heroes.

At that time, the light cannon forcibly opened up a terrifying fan-shaped space with a height of 50 meters and a depth of more than one kilometer in the deepest part of the entire temple.

This time, when the entire battlefield was dark and five eyes appeared in front of N'Zoth, Macdonald shouted: "Uther blasts back with all his strength! Other priests help!"

The other clerics didn't feel it yet, only Velen's blue face turned pale in an instant, which was caused by fright!
Before doing it, Velen should consider opening up.

How can there be any chance to keep his hand now?

Do you think the old tribal land in Feralas is so easy to get?
After taking the land of the alliance, Draenei is no outsider, so naturally he can't ignore it.

Velen put on a bitter face, mobilized all his mental strength, and injected all the remaining holy light that could be squeezed into Uther's back.

In the next moment, a cluster of holy light cannons, which were not inferior to N'Zoth's black cannons, rushed up.

(End of this chapter)