Titan Dawn

The positions of the Karaksi Parliament and the ancient Yingjie are special.

It is more appropriate to be loyal to Garrosh than to be loyal to the tribe.

The mantis demon is tough and cruel, and they will not lose their fighting spirit because of the destruction of fear, and then find a new thick thigh.

The only reason why he joined the Horde and willingly took orders from Garrosh was the heart of Yasha.

It is not surprising that the mantis demon have worshipped the ancient gods for generations. After all, they are also a branch of the subunit Zerg. Like the spiders of Northrend, they are distant relatives with the worm people in Ahn'Qiraj.

Garrosh now has the heart of Y'Shaarj, and draws its power day and night, looking for a way to fully integrate the heart into his body.

The Mantis demon firmly believe that this will allow Yashaji to get a new life in another form, and Garrosh is the carrier.

As for worrying that Garrosh would win by his own will, and then get rid of the influence of Y'Shaarj, killing the mantis was not convinced that anyone could do it.

What international joke, how can mere mortal races rival the supreme ancient gods?

Perhaps they were destined to be disappointed, because Garrosh could really do this, relying on his iron-willed will to fully grasp the heart of Yasha.

It's just that he has no chance, and the mantis monsters have no chance.

The ancient heroes ushered in their last battle today. In order to give Garrosh time, they decided to use everything they could to block the Resistance for as long as possible.

It must be said that in such a war where the fanatics have no suspense, they can still explode 100% of their combat effectiveness.

The three-party melee in the hall has entered the stage of fever.

Rebel forces built a simple line of defense on a high platform at the entrance to the lobby, making indiscriminate attacks on the lobby.

The Chieftain's Guard had to defend on both sides, while dealing with the bloodthirsty Sok of the giant dinosaur, while also manning out to fight back the Resistance.

However, with the participation of the Mantis Army, the pressure on the Chiefs of the Guard was reduced a lot, and they all received the twilight infusion. Whether it was melee or ranged, the attack power was greatly enhanced, and it had a corrosive twilight. energy.

The number of Pandaria herds is rapidly decreasing. Although the beasts are fierce, their IQ and nature are there, and they will never be the opponents of the organized army.

Suffering a lot of damage from the Resistance and the Chiefs Guard, Sok issued a dizzying roar, and the pain made the giant dinosaur violent.

After the violent outbreak, Sok erupted with terrible destructive power and aggressiveness. Like a giant bulldozer, he rammed through the hall. The fierce momentum caused the Chiefs Guard and the Mantis demon to be seriously injured.

At the entrance of the lobby, the fighting here was equally fierce.

The eight ancient heroes formed the offensive and defensive formation very tacitly, and exerted their unique abilities.

Of course, the rebels are not illusory, and can be mixed into the leader-level characters, naturally each has their own aspects and ability to stand on top.

Thrall, the plate armor and three shamans, cheated again. He temporarily came as a guest to restore the mastery shaman, inserted a restorative totem, raised the hammer of destruction, and set off a chain of healing and recovery among allies. Rapids.

Coupled with the identity of the guardian of the earth, the earth shield released by Thrall is at least dozens of times more resistant and resistant than the ordinary shaman.

What's more terrible is that the ancient heroes have accidentally triggered the hidden plot that led to their mass destruction.

While attempting to attack the Resistance Mage, the Blood Seeker discovered a hidden believer in the ancient **** Cthulhu. These believers spread all over the world, tempting Cthulhu to new believers.

The squad leader, who directed a squad of mage to perform remote scrubbing, knew that he could not stop the blood-seeker Skil's killing blow, so he could not care about hiding his identity.

"Sovereign master, save me and give me strength to be able to fight against!"

A dark purple twilight energy swelled from the Master Captain's body, and then his chest began to twist, becoming flesh and blood, and a rolling eyeball quickly grew out, looking at the surrounding situation.

Bloodseeker Skil panicked and feared. Although they were both disdainful and hostile to Titan's dog legs, Cthulhu and Yugsalon, but they were really right, then only fear was left. .

Cthulhu the old ruler, his fierce name has long been known to the world, the call of the cruel and inhumane Cthulhu is simply an endless nightmare.

For the mortal race, he is invincible, unsolvable and speechless, and is also recognized as the most special ancient **** in the world of Azeroth.

The Blood Seeker stopped in mid-air, staring blankly at the big eyeball that looked at him. He instantly felt the innumerable crazy thoughts in his mind, which felt like making himself I want to tear my head and tear it into countless pieces.

His thoughts no longer belonged to him at this moment, and he could no longer control his thoughts.

All kinds of compulsive crazy thoughts and spiritual cues made the blood seeker Skil make a sharp howl and then fell to the ground, beating the ground frantically or rolling his head miserably.

The two sides of the fighting stopped for a rare moment, staring at the blood-seeker Skil in the open space not far away.

Shaker, the Venomheart, roared and flew towards his friend, and Supreme Lord Colfan immediately wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Shakri, the Venomheart, approached his friend and wanted to take him off the battlefield to the rear, but a heart rush came, his head turned involuntarily, and he faced Cthulhu's eyes.

As the mantis demon believes ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ No mortal race can fight the will of the ancient gods, even the mantis demon itself.

Shackler also followed in the footsteps of his friends, rolling wildly on the ground, howling, tearing his head and chest.

Bloodseeker Skil has been quiet, although still breathing, he collapses to the ground motionlessly, like the same body.

A looming energy body floated out of the blood-seeker Skil's body, accompanied by a sound like a call from a distance, but dissipated in the eyes of everyone.

His soul and will have been dragged into the call of Cthulhu, and he will always be trapped in the extremely dark and foggy forest, looking for the exit that will never be reached.

And Shackler, the poisonous heart, is the next.

"The Lord does not like you, nor do I like you, the pagans of Enzos ... now that you have caught my attention, then you will all become my collectibles."

The mage believer suddenly yelled, and the entire body began to distort and change into a mass of creeping meat, and then began to grow rapidly.

The dark purple twilight dominated the hall, as if a bottle of ink was spilled on a sheet of paper.

Countless spiked tentacles protruded from the twilight, dancing wildly, and the tops of some tentacles also grew a round eyeball.

"In the Twilight Trial, offer your souls ..."

"Forever immersed in the horror of old memories, until you endless madness ..."

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