MTL - Stratholme God-v2 Chapter 1527 The beginning of an era! (season finale)

   Chapter 1527 The beginning of an era! (season finale)

   "The power of time!?" Aman'sur felt like a clown.

   He just used the power of time to aggravate the injury of Argus the annihilation, causing his body to split. This is a help, and at the same time, he has personally demonstrated the use of the power of time.

   Once again, he did not expect that the power granted to a mortal man like McDonald would be learned and used in this situation.

Originally, Argus blaster used [Treasure of the King] to kill all the heroes in one second, and Amanthul would be able to regain a city - this does not mean that he will sell all the mortal heroes, after all, in the matter of the fallen Titan, the Titan and the The interests of mortals are the same. The point is, if the mortal hero burps, it's his wife Eonar's chance to play.

   This life-binder can use his ultimate move to forcibly pull back the souls of the heroes that are about to be separated and annihilated, and quickly mend their bodies, allowing the heroes to start fighting again.

   Of course, the Titan-level resurrection technique is not necessarily used endlessly, allowing the hero to have infinite life to continue the level.

   But this way, the titans don't have to owe mortal heroes much. Aman'Thul even had an excuse to take back a little power.

   McDonald's doing this makes the Titans have no sense of existence.

  The speechless titans can only desperately collect the essence of the titans and inject them into the bodies of heroes to increase their attack power and attack speed.

   After being stunned, the mortal hero immediately returned to his original position and continued to launch a mad attack on Argus.

  Various elemental light arrows and physical attacks washed the body of the annihilated repeatedly like a torrential rain.

  Finally, Argus is ruthless!

   Suddenly, a heavy muffled sound came from the deepest part of the earth, like the roar of buildings collapsing one after another.

The heroes subconsciously glanced at the porthole of the Pantheon, and they could see that the fel energy lingering on the planet Argus suddenly rushed over here, and the green fel energy cloud over the Pantheon surging like boiling hot porridge, began to descend into the sky. Flakes of green lightning.

   Wan Lei Qi Boom!

   At this moment, the alliance soldiers who were still fighting against demons all over the planet of Argus couldn't help but keep glancing here.

  They were mentally prepared to sacrifice, and when the scene before them was exactly the same as the "Judgment of Destruction" described in various world-annihilation prophecies, panic and anxiety arose in their hearts.

  The doomsday scene is everywhere, thunder and lightning and karmic fire descend from the clouds, countless demons walk through the fire and rain, and then burn all the rebels to death...

   Isn't this very flavorful?

   In the Pantheon, I felt that Argus finally mobilized the power of the whole planet to make this last attempt, but McDonald stopped instead.

   He realized that this was the last battle.

   The scene of more than 20 years through the past is presented in my mind like a revolving light.

   Tens of thousands of people in the Alliance put their future and hope in his hands.

   It is no exaggeration to say that his sword bears countless ideals and memories of the alliance.

   Standing at this final crossroads, he could feel thousands of voices, overlapping each other, shouting and fighting. Thousands of hearts, gathered together, longing for victory.

   And the final victory is within easy reach.

   McDonald laughed.

   He patted Arthas on the shoulder next to him, and handed the Divine Sword [Taishalak] obtained from the previous boss to the two fools.

   "Huh?" Arthas wondered.

   "Argus has no new job, let him perform a [biting a lighter]!"

   Arthas was a question mark at first, and then, as an Azeroth hero who was most heavily exported by culture, he understood.

   In the next instant, Arthas, the dignified Icecrown Glacier King, turned into a black lightning bolt, and under the blessing of the Titan essence energy, released the strongest [Charge] in his life.

   That is a very outrageous walk in the air!

The    black streamer deflected gravity across the void, and finally rushed to the face of the fallen titan.

   "Go to hell! Argus—"

  In history, Arthas, who was supposed to be the son of the world, swung the strongest [Cleave] in his life.

  In order to avoid the fate of being pierced through the throat by a mortal hero's sword, Argus, who originally had his mouth slightly open, bit the divine sword [Taishalach] that stabbed.

   "Haha! It's your move that I've been waiting for!" The two fools laughed loudly, and slammed the hammer on the hilt of [Taesalak].

   Argus' body instinctively supported the dark blue shadow shield.

  Unfortunately, a place like the mouth is always a weak link in defense. The shadow shield just had time to light up, and the Divine Sword burst into a powerful energy comparable to that of a sunspot in an instant.

   A fiery red light filled Argus' mouth.

   "Boom!"

   Argus is very strong, but Aggramar was Sargeras's adjutant. His saber wouldn't be bitten off just like that, but the powerful flame impact released from it was enough to interrupt Argus' charge.

   Originally, the thick fel energy clouds in the sky kept gathering in a swirling shape in the designated direction, waiting for the charging to finish and fall from the sky or something.

   was interrupted just like this, and the clouds exploded, and there was no longer the terrifying feeling of coercion like the sky was overturned just now.

   Argus' ultimate move... is broken.

   McDonald's indifferently: "Go!"

  The heroes have no scruples and fire with all their might!

   The Holy Light of the Five Saints of Silver Strikes!

  The Lightning Bolt of the Windrunner Sisters!

  The cannons of the Archmage Group are on fire!

  There is also the fearless King Wa rushing over to "Ola Ora", Valeera, Illidan, Maiev, etc. jumped on Argus' back to launch [Cut] and [Backstab]!

   After the continuous light and shadow that was so violent that it filled every hero's vision lasted for a full twenty seconds, Argus the annihilation opened his arms and left his last murmur.

   "My anger... is out."

   Fallen Titan, crashing down!

   Everyone thought that there was a more difficult Sargeras waiting for everyone, only the traveler surnamed Mai knew...

   "The Burning Legion is over!"

   "Huh?" Wa Wang widened his eyes in surprise.

   McDonald looked at King Wa with a smile, then glanced at Khadgar, the divine light in his eyes spread.

   "Let's think about it, why did Sargeras sneak into the planet of Azeroth as an incarnation without fear of death, was killed by Aegwynn, and then hid in the tomb of Sargeras, corrupted the planet, and planned a series of conspiracies?"

   Velen's eyes lit up: "That's because the core of his soul is in Argus?"

   At this time, Gogoness removed the space barrier and strode up: "That's right! It's in the Pantheon!"

  Aman'sur replied: "You have done a great job, my greatest masterpiece! Leave it to us next. We have to take a break and then end it all."

  Magney probed: "Then we..."

  Eonar nodded with a smile: "You can go back to rest."

   All the heroes understood, the Titan of the Pantheon was destroyed by the Sa Zong group, and the old face was lost, and they always tried to find a way to get back.

   Eonar was clearly in a good mood: "Any more requests? The Pantheon is happy to reward the most heroic mortals in the world!"

   Originally, Uther still wanted to be high and bright.

  The ghost knows that McDonald's speaks very directly: "I want to..."

   He didn't say it, but a spiritual thought passed to Eonar's spiritual sea.

   The life-binder goddess smiled: "Yes."

  With McDonald's taking the lead, the heroes who thought that they should make a fortune all put forward their own requirements.

  Seriously, perhaps in the eyes of the heroes, this is a very difficult or expensive request.

   Again, the Titan of the Pantheon is the original ruler of this universe. What they value is different from ordinary people.

   Next, we have to clean up the Burning Legion, and when we are not allowed to borrow the power of mortals, the Titans will really not begrudge their rewards for the requirements of heroes.

   After a short exchange, each hero got a satisfactory answer.

   Only Tyrande was disappointed, because Illidan's request was impressive: "If the decision of the Pantheon is to seal Sargeras, then my request is that I will guard Sargeras until the end of the world."

   "Ah!" Tyrande whispered softly: "You..."

Illidan turned back and said to the person he still loved: "Every existence is born in the world and has a special meaning. You have your love, I bless you, and I bless Artemis! But as a demon hunter ...A hunter who has lost his hunting target is nothing. Sargeras is my ultimate goal!"

   At this moment, Tyrande understood.

   She nodded with a slight wry smile, then watched Brother Stormrage say their final goodbyes.

  The heroes left happily, sitting on the spaceships of the Galactic Council of Order and the Legion of Light, smashing sunflower seeds, eating popcorn, and drinking kuo music, waiting for the final drama of an era to be staged.

  The splendid pantheon is transformed into a spaceship, rising from the collapsed planet of Argus.

   Beneath the temple, in the old era, the rainbow bridge that carried the Pantheon across the void to all realms reappeared in the world more than 10,000 years later.

   In the blink of an eye, the Pantheon came to a place about 200,000 kilometers away from the planet of Azeroth.

   At this moment, every seat in the Pantheon lit up with divine light, gathering the power of all the Titans, and the trial against Sargeras... began!

  Mysterious and mysterious beams of light shot from the top of the Pantheon and lashed into the atmosphere of the planet Azeroth.

  The atmosphere that had been chaotic due to the Burning Crusade suddenly changed - a flame demon with lava veins on its upper body suddenly appeared from the churning fel energy.

   "Ah! That's Sargeras!?"

   "It's huge!"

  The heroes exclaimed.

  Sa's body is too big!

   His lower body was still enveloped by a cloud of fel energy. Just looking at his upper body, the size was less than 10,000 kilometers.

   is not at the far end of the starry sky, it is impossible to see the whole picture of Sargeras!

  Amanthul's rage shouted across the void and resounded throughout the universe: "My brother! Your expedition is over—"

   Visible to the naked eye, Mr. Sa's entire Titan body began to shrink rapidly.

"Do not--"

   In the end, the ferocity of this fallen titan and demon king still did not subside in the slightest. A flaming sword was condensed in his right hand and slammed into the planet of Azeroth.

   At this moment, the planetary protection circle is like a decoration, and it is easily pierced.

  The atmosphere is torn apart!

   The land of Silithus is howling!

   A great sword that penetrated the sky and the earth remained there, becoming Sargeras' last scar on the planet of Azeroth.

   This scene stunned the heroes, and didn't even notice when the Pantheon stopped work or left.

   An era... is over!

   On the flagship of the Galactic Order Council, Duke shook hands with McDonald: "Brother, I'll be waiting for you at [Yunfei Wanli]."

   "Thanks bro, I'll report it here." McDonnell thought for a while, and then asked, "Uh, can you tell me something about my first mission after taking office?"

  Duke tilted his head and smiled: "Cultivate a newcomer who is qualified to enter [Yunfei Wanli]! If you do this, I guarantee you can get along."

   "Okay, that's it."

   "Anyway, the time flow of the two worlds is different, so you can rest assured that you can take a vacation and report for ten years."

"it is good!"

   sent Duke and the huge parliamentary fleet away, McDonald blinked, and finally passed the portal alone and returned to Stratholme City.

   Seeing the anxiety that had just subsided on the faces of the women, he comforted: "It's okay! This is the end of an era and the beginning of a new era. I have a lot to do."

   It sounds like the only emperor on earth is full of grand plans, isn't it?

  The girls soon regretted it.

half year later.

   Sylvanas akimbo, running around Stratholme: "Where did the MacDonald go!?"

What    saw were faces with wry smiles.

  The ghost would have thought that the Qiangu Yidi, who has been extremely diligent in government for more than 20 years, and who often works until late at night, is still reviewing documents. Once he gets Mr. Sa, he will immediately turn into a McDonald's pigeon?

   Queen Xi had an idea in her heart and immediately turned around and killed Calpurnia and Solanlian's maid's bedroom. Seeing the two maids hugging each other, flushed and still sleeping, she knew she was a step too late.

   "That bastard!"

   Once, Queen Hee believed that McDonald was a man of integrity and self-control.

   In the face of thousands of temptations, he naturally stood still.

   Now it seems that it is not that he has self-control, but that this **** prophet knows exactly where his pressure comes from.

   Now that the pressure is gone, this guy immediately released himself.

   Queen Xi was shocked, she suddenly found out who was missing.

   "Maev!"

When she angrily killed the life-binder Eonar's hand, the Hyjal Mountain, which was reborn as a new world tree, saw Tyrande patting Sandy lightly as soon as she arrived at the place. After a few pats, Tyrande also vomited.

   "Ouch!" The adoptive mother and daughter vomited together.

   Seeing this scene, Queen Xi couldn't help rubbing her lower abdomen, which seemed to be unchanged.

   Finding Queen Xi killed, Tyrande showed a wry smile: "This, you may be able to find him in the Temple of Dragon Sleep."

   chase all the way.

   Sure enough, Queen Xi saw Krasus with black lines all over his head at the lower level of Dragon Sleep Temple.

   As soon as he reached the top floor, he heard the roar of the three dragon kings.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

   As expected of the dragon's roar, just listening to the high-pitched voice with a long aftertaste and a continuous rhythm, Queen Xi's delicate body was shaken, and she felt that her entire body was not healthy.

   "Mike-dang-ken-"

   "Cough! I asked Alexstrasza from the goddess Eonar because I felt that she was bound by duty for thousands of years, which is too pitiful. I am purely teaching her how to experience life."

   "Fart! Is it an experience of how to be a stranger?"

   "Ah! People say that one pregnancy is stupid for three years, how come you are not stupid? Ah! Queen Xi spare your life!"

  …

  In the urban legends circulating in the Stratholme Empire, there is a queen above the emperor. This is not without reason.

  Unconsciously, ten years have passed since the Burning Crusade ended.

   On this day, Crown Prince Maisky looked at his father nervously: "Father, are you really leaving? I'm still underage, so I don't understand many things. You can stay for a few more years!"

"I can't wait! Your father, I'm going to conquer the sea of ​​​​stars. And it's no use for me to stay in Azeroth. The enemies have all been cut off by me." McDonald rubbed his head and looked at Zovar's head, frozen in a glass box in the distance, sighed.

   That guy is the Shadowland Boss!

   "But, I have no confidence in governing such a great empire!"

"You don't need confidence. As long as you don't mess around, you are the best second-generation emperor. Besides, your Uncle Arthas helps to supervise the country, I can rest assured. The uncles of the alliance will not cheat you. You can rest assured and follow your own. Think about it. I'll be back in about five to ten years."

   Maisky's eyes were red, but he couldn't find a reason to refuse, he could only beg: "Can't you stay for a few more years?"

   "Your father, I am immortal. Once I stay, it may be 60 years. You haven't gotten the blessing of immortality yet. Do you want to be a prince for 60 years?"

   How could there be a sixty-year-old prince in the world?

   His father followed the three-child policy, and any girl would have three children. In another sixty years, how many brothers and sisters will this add to him?

   Maisky was reluctant to give up, but at a young age, he immediately realized that it was a real pit for McDonald's to stay!

  Think of Uncle Kael'sas, he has been a prince for three thousand years, and his character has been ruined...

   In the end, he could only nod heavily: "Father, I will work hard."

McDonald's patted his son's shoulder: "I deliberately left some provinces without vassals, just for you to play. Also, although the number of citizens is large, if you can achieve home ownership, Then you will also be a generation of wise men."

"understood."

  Before boarding the spaceship controlled by the ship girl [Garden], Windresor excitedly took McDonald's hand: "Let's go to the headquarters of the Galactic Order Council? What are we going to do?"

   "Adventure if you're happy, travel around if you're not happy." McDonald smiled mysteriously.

   "You really don't have to work?" Tyrande asked.

   "Well, there's still some work to do."

   "What life?"

   "When I'm in my position, I'm not too embarrassed to end the game in person. It's probably to build a fort and fight some guys from the [God of Plague] church."

  McDonald came silently, with the system.

  McDonald ran away with all his might, taking the girls with him.

On the spaceship, watching the planet of Azeroth getting smaller and smaller in his field of vision, and thinking about his travel career of more than 30 years, MacDonald smiled: "Life has been in the world for decades, and it's fine to be happy with some things, you don't need to be too much. Care. Huh? I really want to forget who?"

   At this very moment, in New Boralus, an old-fashioned princess wept a pillow.

   "McDonald's bastard! Even Sally and Ilushia are pushed, obviously they are not real elf control! That **** refused to touch me for decades! Woohoo!"

   (end of book)

   (end of this chapter)