That's right! This is the domineering of the three-life boss.

There are a lot of resurrection coins, which is amazing!

If you can complete the task, you will be rewarded with a puppet doll, and maybe you will have a chance to get 12 lives through 12 trials like the Greek mythological 'Popeye' Hercules in the future.

However, these quasi-bigwigs who will be famous all over the world in the future don't know wow!

They can only feel the determination of the actor McDonalken, and the strong will to do whatever it takes to win the alliance!

Come to think of it, even the Grand Duke, who is qualified to jointly sign the treaty of the Lordaeron Alliance, is so desperate, so what reason do they, the 'little people' who are still unknown at this time, not sell their lives?

Compared with the heat of the other three, Luo Ning, who was at the lowest point of his career, was so moved that he kept shaking his scarred nose, looking like he was about to cry.

"Calm down, future Archmage! We need your wisdom and calmness. "When Madonald said something that seemed to be a 'quip', I wonder if a werewolf would come to stab him, the prophet, at night.

Just patted Luo Ning on the shoulder, Luo Ning's real voice choked.

"Huh! Don't be moved so early. If you can complete the mission and come back alive this time, I Stratholme will receive the funds you need on your way to the archmage. ”

Sending charcoal in the snow is always easier to move people than icing on the cake.

Luo Ning at this point in time is a typical hardship - nobody, guilty, wrong spell casting, and a cancer in the team.

Someone's original idea was to see if he could abduct the future Speaker Kenrito and pretend to be a coercion, but not only Luo Ning, everyone took it seriously!

The two elves and a dwarf can't see someone's shameless bottom-stealing behavior, but only a noble nobleman, for the sake of the future of the alliance, trying his best to encourage a rookie who may be strong but in an unstable state.

There is no more glimmer of humanity than this.

"Alright." McDonald clapped his hands: "What I want you to do tonight is to try to make your equipment as silent and non-reflective as possible." ”

McDonald gave three pamphlets to Shorty, Winresa, and Ronin.

"Sagunar you don't need it, you've done a good job. Windranger, you just have to pay a little attention......"

"Wait a minute, Lord Stratholme, the four of us are clearly positioned." After someone arranged it, Wen Leisha finally asked: "Then your role is ......"

McDonald chuckled in his heart, what was going to come was still coming.

Theoretically, he was a warrior.

The bitter warriors should be at the forefront.

But how can his small body withstand the big axe of an orc?

After a shield is blocked, someone must have broken multiple bones, yes, it's someone else!

How many catties and taels he has, he is still a little forced to count.

After the three-plate axe, he was a rookie to be slaughtered.

Of course, a loser does not lose.

The momentum must not be weak.

The four of them saw McDonald indifferently step out of his left leg, and the soles of his feet seemed to be pressed down lightly.

[Thunder Strike] is launched!

"Boom!"

In the next moment, the ears of the four people were buzzing, and there was a feeling that the world was spinning.

Someone seems to have dropped a [shock bomb]!

The sudden explosion of the wind element set off a storm in a small area, and the thick wooden table weighing hundreds of pounds flew into the air along with the chairs, and then under the envelopment of the furious wind element, a strange scene almost hovering.

Wen Leisa was shocked to see that a wooden fork was whirling at a slow speed of 1 degree per second, as if everything would encounter a terrible suppression similar to [Time Stop] after entering this space.

It took a full five seconds for the tables and chairs, which had lost the support of the wind element, to crackle and fall to the ground, causing the two dwarf guards outside to rush in.

"It's okay! Thank you for your dedication. With a few words, McDonald's head shrank back and the guards who had already received the order and exited the tavern.

Here, all four of them were frightened.

They asked themselves that in that state, there was no room for them to fight back.

Kurtaz gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Stratholme God of War is indeed worthy of his name!" ”

The three of them chimed in.

McDonald lit up the [precisely calibrated musket] and smiled lightly: "Everyone has seen that my tricks are very powerful and dynamic. When I made a move, it was the moment when I failed to infiltrate, my whereabouts were exposed, and I had to fight desperately. ”

The four of them nodded together, which was a recognition of McDonald's strength and identity.

Someone secretly pressed his chest to soothe his wildly beating little liver: Ouch, this lie finally made me pass.

Secretly infiltrated the squad and disbanded like that.

Going out, McDonald saw the disguised Serijek and other guards, nodded, and was escorted back to his room.

Close your eyes and turn on the system.

The feint operation has just begun.

McDonald focused his attention on the introduction of the sand sculpture player.

As a result of the py trade, McDonald was able to invoke the human players of the [Galactic Order Council] at an extremely low, almost vain price, and in the standard name of the council, they are [operators]!

Most of these guys are players who have entered the pit with VR consciousness and gradually discovered the truth of the matter in the game, and then ...... Out of control.

Not every player has the ability to take the lead, there are always some guys who are just greedy for fun, indulging in this kind of real otherworldly 'game' that does not die.

As long as the [savior] of the world can afford to pay for the cloned body, these guys are willing to work as workers.

And after experiencing a lot of worlds, each operator will form a system-approved [tag] to facilitate the search for the savior.

For example, a senior operator named [Junchen Tianya] is very distinctive:

The cost of his clone is the lowest 1 point. Obviously, this guy has a level of hand-to-hand combat above the level, an extremely strong spirit, and every time a normal person dies, his spirit will be more or less damaged, but this thing will not, just like Xiaoqiang, who can't be killed, with [Quick Resurrection], [Mind Control Immunity] and so on.

The most outrageous thing is that this product also has a tag of [cannon fodder]. The note states that the death of this operator does not cause a demoralization drop in his companions. They had no waves in their hearts about the death of [Junchen Tianya], and even wanted to laugh. If he dies a tragic death, there is a 25% chance that the morale of his companions will be greatly increased.

When you see the last [Dirty God] tag, you will find that this product is an old driver, who doesn't do business all day long, puts astringent pictures in major forums and Q group WeChat groups, and laughs at others......

Of course, operators who are really good at fighting, such as those with group attack ability, often have a cost of more than 30 points.

Converted to the Shenhao system, if this kind of powerful operator dies once, McDonald will have to lose at least an additional 1,000 gold coins.

It was the knowledge that tomorrow would be the time to bleed (lose) that McDonald's flesh ached, and finally he clicked the OK button in the system.

Operation Woodpecker begins!