Just like a thief does not leave empty-handed, the fisherman blocks the dignity of the angler and will never allow himself to return empty-handed.

McDonald sent two fools to siege Orakil, and even lent two magical artifacts for the sand sculpture players to pretend to be themselves, guarding against Nesario's move.

After all, Nesario, Olakier and Lager are all pieces of Nzos.

Since the two elemental realms can change the landing position and target the most uncomfortable position of the Stantamsom Empire, the possibility of this trap is infinitely close to 100%.

No matter whether McDonald leads the team to beat Huo or Feng, the Wings will most likely find a way to steal McDonald's chrysanthemums.

Isn't this?

Catch McDonald.

As a pre-determined location in history, although the Obertin Sea was not speculative because of the conversation between Stantam and the dark spirit's druids, it did not retain the fleet.

This does not mean that McDonald cannot arrange a bunch of U-class submarines to observe in secret!

Almost as soon as Deathwing broke through the space barrier and returned to Azeroth from the Deep Rock Continent, McDonald received a real-time surveillance screen.

Seeing his unrecognizable father suddenly appearing in the center of the screen, and seeing the ridiculously exaggerated size, Onyxia trembled all over.

This is the fear rooted in the deepest part of the heart!

Over the years, Onyxia was afraid of her unreasonable father who came this day and launched the most brutal cleanup portal for her unfilial daughter.

She was so shaking that she was sifting beans.

In less than three seconds, her trembling stopped.

The hand that lifted her chin like a teasing cat was still very stable and rhythmic, representing the absolute confidence of its owner!

Princess Black Dragon was like a traveler who was about to die of thirst in the desert. She looked up and looked up at McDonald's where her last hope was, this little human with a miracle halo, her master, and the invincible son of the world.

Suddenly she had the courage again!

Yes! Believe in McDonald! Just as she believed in her again and again before, she received safe shelter from him in return.

Believe him as you used to be.

His brutal father was just his defeated man.

This time, he can still beat her up or even kill her father!

I don’t know if it was because she invested too much in McDonald and had the so-called sunk cost, and the backlash would have made her servile years of servitude and various investments go to waste, or if she really turned her self-hypnosis into a firm belief.

At this moment, Onyxia's eyes were as charming as silk, like a cat in heat.

That humming look like a low singing makes me really lose all the faces of my compatriots in the Dragon Clan!

McDonald Ken wants to laugh when she sees it.

As for McDonald, he raised his eyelids and looked at Onyxia lightly: "I've figured out where to hang your crazy dad's head?"

Domineering announcement!

It’s not about ‘fighting with all my strength’ or ‘he’s just a dragon’, but it’s fast-forward to the processing after slaying the dragon.

If you change someone, Onyxia would definitely think that this guy is bragging.

But the man in front of him is the miracle who turns every seemingly bragging statement into reality. This is awesome!

The Black Dragon Princess even had a shockingly soft voice: "I don't want to see his ugly face every day, just hang up at Sodoril Fortress."

It was the gateway of Stantolme, a giant fortress that made the orc army sigh and despair.

Hanging there can also show the emperor's merits!

"Yes." McDonald's reply was just a decision.

On the mirror image, the huge but flexible black dragon flapped its huge wings and immediately dived towards the Obertin Port.

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He was no longer the simple earth-type dragon he used to be. The terrible magma kept ejaculating from the wounds on his body.

Just a low-altitude dive, as if it was a sound bomb, the thousands of high-heat flames that swept easily burned all the existences close to him to ashes and charged to death, the cross throwing blades that shot, the elves warships anchored in the port, the not-so-high port buildings, and... thousands of elves soldiers and refugees.

"Ahhhhh"

These elves who were originally looking forward to going to Danasus to start a new life were even worse after the terrible Black Coast disaster.

This time, the Vandal* Deer Helmet and his druids who boasted about Haikou did not protect the people as they boasted. Instead, the gathered people became victims of death when they flew past.

Looking at the live broadcast, pain and sadness instantly eroded Tyrande's heart.

Two lines of clear tears flowed down.

"If... if... if I could persist and not let them go, they wouldn't die... Damn Vandal! I will never let you go this time." Tyrande, who was full of resentment, had no idea what Vandal would do in the future.

Just as Nesario plowed half of the Black Coast, the Union Throne Conference unanimously passed an emergency bill, sounding the war alarm.

"Woooooooooooooo" shrill air defense alarm sounded over every alliance town.

"Please note! Please note! This is not an exercise! The evil dragon's death wings appear, and it is likely to attack the alliance city. Please enter the air raid shelter to take refuge immediately. The air defense forces immediately report to their agencies..." The emergency voice of the broadcaster tightened the nerves of every alliance person.

Over there, Arthas decisively gave up continuing to land on the Throne of the Wind God.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately! We should still have time... should..." Before the second fool could finish his words, he was interrupted by the great wizard Angela.

"Report! Large-scale spatial fluctuations! A giant portal is opening!"

"What?"

In front is the Throne of the Wind God, behind is a giant portal that is opening.

This kind of three points and one line is a typical two-sided bread clip!

The second fool's scalp was numb, and a cold air came from his tail vertebra to the Tianlinggu.

He could not imagine how this half-baked hero group in his hands would survive the attack of an elemental lord and a mutated fallen guardian dragon.

Looking at Nesario, who had a huge black head poked out from the portal behind, and looking at the terrifying dragon mouth that could bite off a battleship in one bite. If it weren't for knowing that the emperor was his childhood friend and brother-in-law, Alsace would have doubted whether the emperor wanted to send him to death on purpose.

"Marson! Please give me instructions!"

"marshal……"

Alsace's mind has a brief blank.

But doing nothing is the commander's biggest dereliction of duty. Alsace made a decision: "The whole army scattered..."

Before he finished speaking, he interrupted again.

McDonald's magical projection suddenly appeared in the air: "Oh, Nasario, I haven't seen you for so long, I feel that your body... is fat again! I have told you that staying up late hurts your body, so I recommend you all night!"
Chapter completed!