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Chapter 1453 High roasting oil!

[N'Zoth's Shell] didn't struggle, it roared and launched an attack.

Even though he was trapped in a situation where his arms were burned by the flames, a dark curtain of light still rose around him. A large amount of nausea was condensed, and the mental power with corrupt characteristics floated like fat, exuding an aura of decay.

It stretched out its right arm covered with tentacles and pointed at Kane, and a black aura immediately hit the old cow.

Lao Niu's body swayed slightly. Before he could figure out what was happening to him, McDonald's voice rushed to his eardrum: "Kane, get out of the way!"

Commander Mai spoke at an alarming speed, facing Velen: "Holy light purifies!"

Viren nodded on the spot to show his understanding.

As soon as Kane let Uther take over and ran a few steps away, a sacred golden ball that looked like a small sun landed on his head.

The high-intensity golden light of the Holy Light dispelled the darkness within a radius of 100 meters. Even though this place belonged to N'Zoth's lair, the evil power still retreated for a moment.

Only then did the old cow belch loudly.

"Well."

He didn't feel it even if he didn't hiccup, but when he blew out a puff of turbid air, Lao Niu felt as if he had eaten several kilograms of chili peppers, and his mouth was burning.

"This is……"

It was only at this moment that Lao Niu realized that the evil power that had been implanted in his body at some point had been eliminated by his companions.

McDonald didn't have time to explain to Lao Niu.

The [Crazy Bomb] in the game is such a disgusting skill. It cannot kill anyone, but after it explodes, the companions around the victim will be debuffed by [Sanity -15].

In reality, it is a spiritual bomb lurking in the victim's body. Once it explodes, it will immediately erode the spiritual sea of ​​teammates.

McDonald didn't know if such a thing could be spread far and wide among sand-sculpting players. As a preliminary step, he might as well ask Viren to help cut it first.

Everyone didn't know what it was, but they were vaguely aware that McDonald had foiled another vicious trick of the enemy.

'Brother Shell', who found that his tricks were forced, could not stand the alliance's repeated t-changing operations, and went after Lao Niu desperately.

"Who are you looking down on!?" Magni, who was forcibly knocked away by the giant opposite, got angry and hit Brother Shell on the shoulder with a backhand axe.

This is an enlarged version of the artifact!

[Earth's Joy] The extremely sharp ax blade chopped off Brother Shell's two large tentacles at once, causing him to let out an earth-shattering wail on the spot.

Normally speaking, the feud between Duan Ding and Ding Ding is irreconcilable.

Brother Shell was still accelerating like crazy and crashing into the old cow. Uther bravely stepped forward...

sad!

The physical disadvantage is clearly revealed at this moment.

Sometimes, being big enough and heavy enough means you can do whatever you want.

Even though Uther solidified his feet by injecting his power into the earth.

However, without saying a word, the giant monster who was formerly the Faceless General stepped on him and replaced him with someone else. It was most likely that he had been killed... Uther himself held it unscientifically, without even vomiting a mouthful of blood.

The problem is that he, along with the 20-meter-diameter circular plot of land beneath his feet, was trampled to the point of sinking by more than two meters.

Except for a few big MTs, no one dared to stop Brother Shell, and they could only let him rush towards Lao Niu like crazy.

Brother Shell's risk is not without cost!

On the ceiling of the berserker, Storm King Varian jumped onto its back with a ten-meter-high super jump that exceeded mortal imagination.

As soon as he broke off the 'chopsticks' [Salamaini] in his hand, the two magic swords immediately cut Brother Shell's back like butter. Varian started a group, and several thieves headed by Valeera

Dodge and follow.

After a continuous flash of blade light, purple-black blood spurted out from the wound on its back.

This is not the end, the alliance's offensive never lasts more than one wave.

Stratholme's second God of War, Arthas, whose whole body was burning with red flames, followed closely behind them, raised the Balrog Hammer, and blasted deeply into the wound on its back.

Nearly 10,000 degrees of flames seized its left lung. The ugly creature raised its head, and bystanders could even see the deep unwillingness in its big eyes. The powerful destructive power also caused it to blast towards the other side of the old cow.

The power of the lobster claws is also greatly reduced.

"Bang!"

Lao Niu managed to block this blow without too much difficulty, which caused him to lose the ability to kill instantly.

"Don't want to give in? Just don't want to give in! You can't bear it until you die!" Saidan smiled evilly.

Well, so what if you are unwilling?

The fire that Alsace blasted in with all his strength made the wound on [N'Zoth's Shell] back look like a bonfire party. The big sore-like wound was burning with raging flames.

The power of blasting the Balrog Hammer with all his strength is no less powerful than a heavy hammer from Ragnaros the Balrog himself.

It hurts, but it's not enough!

McDonald performed a moonwalk and flew behind Brother Shell, as if saying to himself: "This is a high roast, of course! But how can you not refuel for a high roast!?"

He waved his left hand, and hundreds of black spiritual energy light clusters poured down on the wound like a heavy rain.

A seemingly ordinary blow caused Brother Shell to suffer the most serious injury since the war started, because these things were highly concentrated spiritual energy balls that were suppressed by the big guys from the Evil God Religion before the war!

Azeroth is essentially an idealistic world where spiritual power leads to miracles.

Without strong spiritual support, in history, people as strong as King Wa still died at the hands of demon elite monsters.

The mental power that N'Zoth has added to this faceless general is the biggest source of strength for this Brother Shell. The dirty gods may not be able to perfectly resist N'Zoth's mental erosion, but their power can become a good source of strength.

The shit stirrer.

The moment the black oil entered the flame wound, it temporarily cut off the mental support from N'Zoth. This immediately greatly increased the power of the flame's attack.

Khadgar, Kaizi, Jaina and other archmages all worked together.

"boom!"

This time, the fire pile turned into a small active crater, and countless pieces of flesh and blood shot out from the mouth, turning into smoke and dust before they could fly far away.

ah!

As the saying goes [The best ingredients often use the most common cooking methods], Azeroth's famous dish [En'zoth Barbecue] is just like this. It only needs to be roasted over high fire until it becomes charred and even carbonized. It is a famous meal that meets the requirements.

The standard special delicacies of System Dark Cuisine are completed.

By the way, if you don’t mess it up to this extent, the system won’t recognize it.

Presumably, those dark cuisine gourmets will flock here.

Isn't that right? When McDonald jumped down, he found that the sand sculpture player in the distance behind him had already raised the knife and fork for eating...

In the end, Brother Shell was unwilling to smash Lao Niu with his pliers. Unfortunately, the heavy blows that were once as fierce as the collapse of mountains have now lost their due power.

A pair of pliers struck down, only raising a little dust on the ground.

Brother Shell...pawn!——

ps: The above topics are purely for fun. No offense is intended.

It's the annual blessing time again. The college entrance examination is about fighting bosses. The process of fighting is hard, but after pushing the boss, it's time to distribute equipment. College entrance examination students, come on.

But I think most of the people who dare to read my novels at this time are not college entrance examination students. If so, I hope you are a genius.


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