Chapter 1399 Bulldozing the Lake

Some people are born unable to drink alcohol and become drunk as soon as they touch alcohol.

There are also people who are born with the ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

No way, some people are born with hangover enzymes that are particularly active.

Dwarves don't understand this stuff, and they also know that there are indeed differences in drinking capacity between people.

Brian was also happy with Mark's answer.

"Good! You have courage! I recognize you as my friend."

"Pfft!" At this moment, Duke, who was playing a remote control game in Karazhan, burst into laughter. He suppressed his laughter and controlled Mark to reply calmly: "Thank you!"

Mark Dooku, a puppet with no self-awareness or even a brain, was born with no possibility of being drunk.

If Brian foolishly had a drinking contest with Mark, he wouldn't be able to win even if his liver exploded from drinking.

Fortunately, Brian was not so idle and had a drink with a new young mage in his eyes.

"Alas! Such a majestic road-opening equipment is useless just for pushing through thorns. What a pity." Brian took out another bottle of wine, took a sip, and muttered casually.

"Oh, what else can it be used for?" Duke also asked casually.

"Doing large-scale ground leveling or filling in rivers or something like that!"

Fill the river?

This thought suddenly struck Duke's mind like a thunderbolt. In Karazhan, Duke was suddenly inspired. He seemed to have grasped something key.

Fill the river? Land around lake?

Wait, isn't this...

Duke is excited!

He unconsciously controlled Mark Dooku, and suddenly grabbed Brian's shoulder, which was as broad as a wall: "I thought of it! I thought of it! We don't have to fight with Vashj's Naga at all! Let's put Taro The lake in Ka Forest has been filled with soil, and a dam or something will be built directly at the pass. Will Naga love come?"

"Oh oh oh -" Brian looked like he was having an orgasm. He was also deeply shocked by this extraordinary idea: "What a great idea! This way we don't have to look at the faces of those druids who advocate nature. We can directly Use science to level everything!”

"Yes! Bulldoze everything!" Duke shouted.

Next to them, a group of people were watching two figures, one tall and one short, yelling at each other. Thomas was greatly surprised when the dwarf's secret room guards were not surprised, and Hooves looked like he didn't know what they were talking about and always thought they were awesome, and started cheering "Oooh!"

They don't know that at this moment, on the eastern edge of Zangarmarsh, where it borders the Hellfire Peninsula, a life-and-death battle is going on.

The turbid lake water was constantly surging, and large groups of blood came up from time to time. At the bottom of the lake with poor visibility, any tactics or coordination are just nonsense.

Although it was an exploratory battle, if he couldn't collect any information and reported the battle damage in despair, he really didn't know what would happen to him.

Over the past few days, he has understood what kind of person Varian Wrynn, the commander-in-chief of the Outland Allied Forces, is - compared with the highly praised Duke Marcus, Varian's actions are more rigid. . He can tolerate failure, but cannot tolerate cowardice.

So Fandral Staghelm had to go into the sea himself, oh, into the water to fight.

After killing no less than twenty naga, Fandral was heartbroken.

As a strong man who has stepped into the realm of heroes, his perception is stronger than that of all other druids, so he can clearly feel that most of the corpses floating under the water are tauren and night elves, and they belong to Naga. Not one out of ten.

Compared with Naga, who is flexible and full of tactical coordination, Cenarion's druids are simply baby-level. The Nagas don't even need to lure the druids away, they just need to make a simple move, and two Nagas can easily stab a druid to death by joining forces.

As a last resort, Fandral released a unique natural magic wave.

That's the signal to retreat!

At this moment, Fandral's heart suddenly started to ring with alarm bells.

According to legend, evil energy has the ability to swallow all life and souls and turn them into its own power, but this statement is too exaggerated.

Fandral didn't know whether the opponent who suddenly appeared at this moment used evil energy.

He only felt that there was an invisible huge gravitational pull from the entire bottom of the water, gathering the entire Anze Lake water behind him.

He turned the sea lion's head and was horrified to see a hazy, slender Naga female figure with multiple arms ten meters away, holding a strange long bow in her hand. A dense layer of lightning floated on the gorgeous long bow, and Fandral could even see the extremely fine patterns on it through the turbid lake water. But if you look closely, it's not lightning at all. After all, lightning conducts very quickly underwater and will disappear in two bursts.

It was a layer of translucent, almost blue-white lines, either arc or straight. Those complicated lines were like magic circles engraved on the long bow.

Using a longbow underwater gave Fandral a ridiculous feeling, but the other party just did it, and the strong aura emanating from the other party made Fandral's scalp numb and his whole back felt as stiff as an electric shock. feel.

So strong!

Will die!

If I take an arrow from her, I will really die!

What a joke!

Why do I, a druid who has never stepped into the divine realm, have to face a strong demigod?

Without even a tenth of a second of hesitation, Fandral turned around and ran away.

"Hee hee! Run, run! If I can't hit you, all the skills I have developed over thousands of years will be in vain." The powerful demigod female Naga smiled seductively, and the voice of the soul in her mouth spread to all directions, directly Into Fandral's spiritual sea.

Fandral was still twisting and accelerating desperately! accelerate! Speed ​​up!

How long he swam, he didn't know.

Maybe it was a few seconds, or maybe just three or five breaths. Anyway, the water was getting closer, and he could clearly feel the hope of freedom and vitality.

An unprecedented excitement spread through every cell in the body.

At this moment, Fandral suddenly felt that his body was suspended in the air.

It was a feeling of emptiness that had no place in the world and no place on the ground.

In great shock, Fandral turned his sea lion head again, and he saw a scene that made him extremely desperate.

All the surrounding water was evacuated in an instant. The female Naga, who should be named Vasqi, actually sucked away half of the water in Anze Lake, compressed it beyond imagination, and finally turned into a not huge one. The arrow was placed on the bowstring of that gorgeous carved long bow.

At this moment, his majestic druid, Fandral Staghelm, was actually suspended directly above a huge whirlpool, being pulled or held up by an inexplicable force and unable to move at all.

At this time, Vashchi's slender right fingers suddenly relaxed, and the thin water arrow came out of the string.