For carbon based organisms, the greater the strength, the higher the agility, and the higher the physical strength.
When Dick''s four attributes all reached the Lord level, his physical strength naturally went to the Lord level. However, following the crazy dragon to fall off the cliff, this crazy move still made Dick afraid.
When he wakes up from the vertigo of falling into the water and climbs ashore, his energy value has dropped from 800 to 20.
It''s been four years since he entered the world. Dick has already understood the meaning of digitalization. In a sense, energy represents blood. 20 points of energy has reached an extremely dangerous point. If he just fell into the water and there is a sharp stone at the bottom of the water, Dick will have to say goodbye to the world.
But even if he survived by luck, his current state is also poor to the extreme. He is lying on the beach, with all the strength of his body, and only his left hand made of metal can move.
Paladin hard from the waist of the brown leather backpack to find out the high concentration of holy water, the bitter taste is full of mouth, when the saint can quickly recover, Dick felt a dizziness from the body.
As I have said before, holy water stimulates holy energy recovery at the expense of spiritual strength.
Before he was sleepy, Dick was struggling to control the flow of holy energy to his whole body. In the long lost warm body, it was like lying on the sunny coast. The dreamland of basking in the sun appeared in Dick''s heart. Then his neck tilted and he fainted.
Four hours later, the sky was dim. On the big bank of the nushui River, which runs through the gray Valley, Isala, duranthal and the barren land, Dick clenched his teeth. He didn''t know what he was dreaming about, so he was about to punch. The next moment, he woke up.
Energy value has recovered to 300 points. Dick kneads his aching body and gets up from the ground. He picks up his own fire of justice on the river bank not far away. As soon as his left hand touches the handle of the hammer, little Lori anweina''s yelling and swearing starts in his mind.
"Dick, you fool! Fool! Stupid stupid stupid stupid! Next time you dare to throw someone''s home away, they will beat you and cry! Hum
The noise of the spirit of the sun makes dick''s face white. He shrugs his shoulders and apologizes carefully to the daughter of the moon god. He carries the hammer back behind him. Dick turns around and walks towards the green dragon whose breath has reached the extreme.
"Lord Delia sera"
"Lord - faint chaos"
"Brief"
"Evaluation: brief"
In Dick''s eyes, he jumped out of the green dragon''s state. It can be seen that the fighting power of the green dragon was indeed worse. But in fact, if Dick didn''t jump on it desperately, and the green dragon controlled by nightmare was more or less irritable, and his normal thinking was disturbed, otherwise Dick would never escape the pursuit of a giant dragon.
But after all, history is written by the victor. Dick puts his hand on the top of the green dragon''s bleeding head. On the smooth scales, there is a cold breath. This bold action makes the green dragon struggle for a while, but the struggle exhausts its last strength.
It uses the last breath of air from its lungs to howl, and Dick sighs. He takes down the hammer with his backhand. The dragon is controlled by nightmare. Without the power of purification, it will inevitably slide into the shape of nightmare dragon.
In today''s era when the power level is still slightly weaker, even a nightmare dragon is enough to drive tens of thousands of people crazy.
However, when Dick raised his hammer to end the evil life, the green dragon suddenly opened his eyes. The green pupil had returned to the normal yellow snake pupil.
This makes dick Leng for a moment, he was silent for a few seconds, the high hammer, suddenly fell.
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Grey Valley defense.
This is the third day that dick left. The first expeditionary army, which lost its supreme commander, is somewhat unstable. However, under the suppression of erigor and other commanders, the soldiers of the defense line are still stationed here vigilantly.
After Dick left, the first lady went back to selamo. As Dalaran''s representative in Kalimdor, Gianna''s task was no easier than Dick''s.
Dalaran''s destruction has taught the mages a good lesson. The mages who have learned a lesson intend to follow the example of the Knight Order of silver hand and build a new mage training base in Kalimdor. Selamo is a great place.
Before the end of 20 years at the dark gate, the first lady must prepare a place for the 500 apprentices to live and study. In selamo, where there are few idle people and the human resources are very tight, this is not a simple job.
Not to mention Gianna''s work in selamo, almost at the same time that the mysterious white haired elf, Jarod''s wife, Sarah hill, wakes up, gray Valley defense also welcomes a heavyweight visitor.
"Stop coming!"
Standing at the entrance of the defense line, lyadeline, fully armed, yelled to a dozen elves who were riding on the black night blade leopard in the direction of the falling star lake.
These elves put a lot of pressure on lyadeline. They all wore a uniform black robe and covered their whole body in the robe. However, the heterogeneous weapons hanging next to the night blade leopard saddle, which opened on three sides, were like a runner. The purple moon blade, which could be used for close combat and long-range attack, represented the strength of these guys.
This kind of weapon with beautiful shape but cruel and insidious style can''t be mastered by novices.
After being stopped by lyadeline, the black night blade leopard spreads to both sides, revealing a passage. The spirit riding on the black and white ancient frost blade leopard comes forward. She is wearing a white robe, sitting gracefully on the saddle, carrying a long green bow that keeps blooming and withering.
The most striking thing is that this beautiful fairy with long green hair, her slightly purple skin, always shining with a faint moonlight light, and her forehead, there is a crescent emblem.
"Get out of the way! Descendant of dasrema, there is a noble man in your camp. The world needs him! "
At the first sight, she saw lyadeline''s heel wrapped in armor when she sacrificed to Tyrande. As a comrade in arms who once fought with the early Sun King daslema, she had no malice to lyadeline. Although daslema eventually led his people to part ways with the night elves, the Sun King''s achievements in the ancient war were enough to offset that unhappiness.
But lyadeline was ungrateful. She didn''t move her body. Even thousands of years later, the high elves didn''t forget the hatred of being excluded and expelled. When Tyrande recognized her, she also recognized Tyrande. The late king daslema couldn''t forget the humiliation of being expelled until he died.
This humiliation is engraved in the bones of the high elves, and the woman in front of us is the culprit who let it all go.
Lyadeline''s hand, subconsciously grasped the handle of Phoenix Epee behind her, but at this moment, her action, was interrupted by erigor.
"Miss lyadeline, take care of the whole situation."
Paladin commander whispered to the high elves. Lyadeline''s face struggled for a moment, but the next moment her eyes lit up. She quickly put down her hand and turned away from the defense line.
"This way, Ms. Tyrande, Mr. gallod is waiting for you!"
Erigor makes a gesture of "please" to the expressionless Tyrande. The moon worship lightly jumps to the ground, touches the frost blade leopard''s Jeweled forehead with one hand, and walks into the camp of the first expeditionary army with the elite of the sentinel troops and female hunters.
A few minutes later, in the humble command room, Jarod sat opposite Tyrande. I don''t know if it was the illusion of erigor. Mr. Jarod, facing the leader of the night elf, seemed a little cold.
"You''re finally willing to stand up, garod, at this time of crisis."
Tyrande''s voice is a little hoarse, but in addition to enchantment, he has a sense of sacredness. Thousands of years later, when he saw garod again, he seemed very happy and relieved.
"Well, Tyrande, don''t say that."
Jarod waved his hand and interrupted the sacrifice of the moon. He went straight to the theme, "the devil has captured most of the gray valley. It''s impossible to fight against the great devil only by relying on Cenarius. In the ancient war, we sacrificed several demigods to stop the great devil''s attack. If you still want to win now, you''d better contact other surviving wild demigods with the fastest speed, I''ll find a way to protect the dragon. "
Tyrande didn''t get angry because of garod''s rudeness. On the contrary, her beautiful face was somewhat bitter. Facing garod''s request, the sacrifice of the moon sighed,
"At the beginning of the war, I contacted the surviving demigods, but no matter toltora, godlin or even avina, they did not respond to our request. Maybe the wounds left by the ancient war were too serious, and we also..."
"Enough! Tyrande, don''t play with your little tricks in front of me
Before Tyrande''s words were finished, Jarod scolded: "before I left, I repeatedly warned you to revive those demigods who died in battle as soon as possible. You said that the power of the world tree is not stable, but now, look what you have done!"
"Agamagan once had the same noble offspring as me, and he fell to the dilemma that his own culture had not been preserved. The bear people in Grizzly Hills and we became mortal enemies, and the believers of the God of Raptor no longer responded to the call. Is that what you paid for the heroes of the ancient war? Tortola and godlin are no fools to play with the narrow-minded king of the forest
Jarod''s outburst startled erigor. He didn''t expect that the white haired elf, who didn''t care about everything, was so terrible when he was really angry. The momentum made him step back.
However, Tyrande''s face changed dramatically when he scolded him. When he finished speaking, she retorted fiercely,
"I know you have feelings for those wild demigods, but have you ever considered, Jarod, how difficult it is to resurrect the dead demigods from the emerald dream? Even the world tree in 10000 years'' time will consume nearly half of its energy. The most important thing is that even Malfurion is not 100% sure that he will succeed in resurrection! What is the result of failure? Do you understand? The Chinese people can''t bear the loss! "
"Ha ha!"
Garrod sneered, "as long as you do anything, there is hope of success! Ten thousand years, I don''t believe that the Druids can''t even think of a proper way, even if there is no way, I don''t believe that queen Isara, who is in charge of emerald dream, can''t do it! But did you get in touch? No
"You said you were for the people! Then tell me, in this situation, without the assistance of demigods and the trust of guarding the dragon, how many people''s lives do you intend to pay to make the world continue? "
"I... I don''t know."
Tyrande softened, but Jarod''s accusations continued.
"I don''t know. What do you think I am? An omnipotent God? What can I do about this situation? Have you seen the descendants of daslema in the camp? Can you feel the anger in their eyes? And philas, those self enclosed high elves! This is what you do for the people! Let those idiots crowd out the real heroes and split the inheritance of the spirit empire! Banish casters, suppress watchers, sentries. Look at the sentries you set up. It''s a joke! "
"I have said for a long time that you are not fit to be a leader at all. Your stubbornness, your weakness, your unreasonable pity will destroy kadore sooner or later."
Jarod''s voice resounded throughout the room. Tyrande was silent. Erigor swallowed his saliva. For the first time, the old Paladin was a little thirsty when he came into contact with such a powerful ancient secret. But just at this time, a tired voice came in.
"Oh, it''s very lively!"