Menethil's Power

Chapter 381 The Hand of the Polluter

Time is passing, and the current situation in ancient Kalimdor is that the multi-racial coalition forces are counterattacking the invading Burning Legion, but in fact there are countless undercurrents intertwined, and when the time comes, there will inevitably be a chain reaction, making the entire Azeroth The situation has been completely rewritten.

Illidan pulled out the Warglaive of Azzinoth from the chest of a huge fallen demon guard. The design of this crescent-shaped weapon does not really meet the needs of melee weapons. The position of the handle makes its attack range It's actually similar to a dagger, but it's not a problem for Illidan, who quickly mastered the use of this special weapon.

After the trial, Illidan was stripped of all his positions. He was no longer the chief magic advisor of Lord Ravencrest, and he could no longer be the leader of the Moon Guard. However, he did not withdraw from the war, but turned into a battlefield The ghost on the sky—he broke away from the coalition army and wandered the border in the name of himself, hunting down valuable demons and gaining their power,

The demons kept retreating, and the coalition forces continued to pursue under the leadership of Lord Ravencrest. At this time, Zin-Azshalin was very close. The new allies of the night elves performed well, so most people maintained an optimistic attitude , except Illidan.

The coalition forces of Azeroth did kill many demons, but the defeat of the Burning Legion is very much like an illusion. Except for the low-level commanders like Azzinoth, there has never been a strong enough demon among the demons. This is extremely abnormal.

Lord Ravencrest is obviously very eager to rescue his Majesty the Queen, so the goal from beginning to end is Xin Azshalin. Although the current situation of the coalition forces can not be said to be alone, but the rapid advance makes the rear supply line at the very limit. However, once the battle is defeated or even completely defeated, such a long retreat route will inevitably make the coalition forces pay a great price.

Lord Ravencrest could not have been unaware of this, but he was clearly confident that the demigods were at war, and he believed he commanded the most powerful army Azeroth had ever seen.

Illidan tried to obtain information from a few lonely demons, but failed. Low-level demons have no right to access the strategic planning of the Burning Legion, and most of them have low intelligence and cannot speak coherent words. The high-level demon Illidan was a bit reluctant to kill them alone, let alone capture them.

Without evidence, it is even more impossible for Illidan to persuade Lord Ravencrest to change his strategy. After all, he is now considered by most people to be a traitor who is willing to succumb to the power of demons.

Perhaps only Tyrande would still believe him...

Temporarily sealing the beautiful image that suddenly broke into his mind in his memory, Illidan looked to the other side of the battlefield. The huge body of the wild boar demigod Agamaggan was lying on the ground, and a lot of hot air was blowing out from his huge nostrils. , more than a dozen priestesses of the moon are treating him by his side.

Agamaggan is a demigod with powerful fighting power, but now it is injured. The demigod's body is very tough, but the demon's blade contains chaotic evil energy, so Agamaggan is not completely immune to the demon's attack attack.

The body of the demigod is not pure substance, so the effect of the treatment is excellent. Agamaggan quickly recovered his fighting power, and the roar of the wild boar demigod once again charged towards the formation of the Burning Legion. layer of air waves.

Agamaggan galloped past the other demigods, throwing the demon to its knees.The two long teeth in his mouth pierced several demon guards at once, and then threw the corpse aside.The Doomguard flapped their wings in the air, and after discovering that the spells they had cast were ineffective, they attempted to injure Agamagon with their polearms through the deadly spines on his back, but this proved to be a foolish decision, the Boar The demigod also had excellent control over the spikes on his back. Just by lifting his body suddenly, more than a dozen doomsday guards were pierced.

Of course, the species characteristics of demigods cannot be measured by ordinary biological classification. Although Agamaggan is called wild boar demigod, it also possesses some characteristics of porcupines.

With the demon corpse hanging from the spikes on his back, the boar demigod went on a rampage, knocking down several hellfires in a row.These flaming rock giants generally served as the front row of human shields, but even if they were unable to hinder Agamaggan, several of them were even directly smashed into pieces.

The Doomguard flogged the demon guards on the ground desperately, trying to urge them to fight, but this did not change anything. There were still a large number of demons who continued to die tragically under the hooves of the wild boar demigod, or were pierced by their long teeth.Looking at these brave and foolish enemies, Agama Gan purred happily.The wild boar demigod rushed over all the way, invincible, his eyes were shining brightly, and the place he passed was a mess.

After breaking through the formation of demons, Agamagan stopped. The hard thorns on his back were already pierced with corpses, and he was a little overwhelmed. At the same time, his body was also covered with scars, and the boar demigod shook a few times. Down, like a big dog covered in water, the remains of the corpse were thrown everywhere.It was time for him to return to the night elf formation for healing before launching a new charge, a process that had been repeated many times in previous battles.

But this time, he couldn't do it.

The wild boar demigod suddenly felt an extremely dangerous aura. He looked behind him in astonishment, and found another batch of new enemies. They seemed to appear suddenly, or they had been lying in ambush here, using some concealment spells to cover their tracks.This is a group of high-level demons such as Nathrezim, Destroyer, and Eredar Mage. Among them, there are many who have the ability to summon, and there is even an abyss lord.

Illidan saw it too, and he sneered. When the coalition forces wiped out a large number of low-level demons, they never thought about why these cannon fodder-like existences would fight more and more, and the fact is that they have never been in contact with the Burning Legion. The main forces are fighting, and these high-level demons with the ability to summon have been continuously summoning low-level creatures to consume the vitality of the coalition forces.

Agamaggan didn't think about it. The boar demigod felt the threat of death for the first time. He stared at the leader of these high-level demons. It seemed to be a blue-skinned eredar, but he wanted to Much taller and stronger than the average eredar wizard.

Archimonde the Defiler.

Agamaggan could feel the aura of destruction. He paddled his hooves anxiously, his huge eyes were bloodshot, which was a sign of a state of frenzy. Bump over.

The Defiler was expressionless, as if completely ignoring Agamaggan's impact, until the wild boar demigod's fangs almost touched his skin, he stretched out an arm and made a false grip on Agamaggan .

The wild boar demigod's charge stopped suddenly.

It was unbelievable, as if an invisible prison suddenly appeared, Agamaggan's body was slowly suspended, and the wild boar demigod struggled desperately, but he had no ability to resist without a point of leverage.

Night elves, tauren, furbolgs, and even other demigods all stared blankly at this powerful demon that suddenly appeared and played with Agamaggan.In the original timeline, the name of the polluter would be feared by the night elves for tens of thousands of years, but now he seems to be able to do better.

Archimonde clenched his empty palms into fists, and the blazing fel flames immediately covered Agamaggan's body. The wild boar demigod roared in pain. His body was dying rapidly, but he still couldn't resist. A few minutes ago He was still killing all directions among the demon group, but now he was as weak as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

The large fel torch fueled by the wild boar demigod burned blazingly, and the miserable green light took care of the pale faces of all the coalition forces.

Archimonde glanced at these ants disdainfully, "Stupid mortals, your doomsday has come."

This is not threats and intimidation, this is the cold truth.

"Retreat!" Elsie suddenly shouted, a wave of extreme fear eroded her heart, and she suddenly remembered the fear brought about by the name of the polluter, "My lord, please let everyone retreat immediately! We cannot defeat His!" she said anxiously to Lord Ravencrest.

"No." Ravencrest shook his head with a wry smile. The coalition forces have now fallen into absolute passivity, and Black Rook Castle, the only place where they can retreat and defend, is ten days away. The entire army was completely ruined. On the contrary, there may be a chance of survival in the end of the battle, although this chance of survival is very slim.

He can still see this very clearly.

Those high-level demons who had been ambushing for a long time started a fierce and fierce attack, and the morale of the coalition army was almost collapsed. This group of demons was completely unmatched by their previous opponents, so the main ones who suffered the attack were demigods. They, but it is clear that even they cannot survive for long.

Aviana was the second demigod to fall, she was too obvious in the air, almost immediately overwhelmed all the long-range attackers among the demons, and a large number of doom guards were also fearless Pounced on her, the doomguard was a very cunning demon, but with Archimonde present they had to work hard.

Aviana sensitively dodged all kinds of magic and thrown weapons, and her sons were also trying their best to protect her, but these were not enough. A black-red lightning suddenly pierced the sky, and bloody white feathers fluttered down one after another. .

After releasing the finger of death, Archimonde no longer paid attention to the sky. He stared at the battlefield. The two giant bear brothers, Ursoc and Usor, were unable to move because of their huge size. Although he fought back vigorously, he obviously couldn't last long, and he didn't even want Archimonde to do it himself.

"This won't work! Someone has to stop him!" Ravencrest shouted in despair.

"That's up to me!" Cenarius said, his voice full of anger.At this time, the giant wolf demigod Goldrinn had also died in battle. His situation was similar to that of Ursoc and Usor, but far less thick-skinned and thick-skinned than the giant bear brothers.

The fall of his companion obviously drove Cenarius into a frenzy. The jungle demigod's hands turned into sharp wooden claws. As he moved forward, emerald green vines continued to grow from under his feet, attacking nearby demons— —The Burning Legion burned all the surrounding trees, which made it impossible for the jungle demigod to summon too many forces of nature.

Archimonde faced Cenarius without dodging. It seemed that there was nothing that could make the Defiler retreat. Cenarius' sharp claws left marks on the Defiler's body, and Archimonde directly grabbed Caught the antlers of the jungle demigod, and then exerted force suddenly, Cenarius couldn't bear the force at all, and the jungle demigod fell head-on in a very embarrassed posture.

The ground trembled slightly, which was enough to show how powerful Archimonde was. This polluter should belong to a warlock according to his profession, and warlocks were also proficient in body strengthening.With just this blow, Cenarius lost his fighting power almost instantly. This jungle demigod overestimated his own strength. In fact, he is not alone. Most demigods have not fought in person for at least thousands of years. They generally lack Awareness of one's own strength.

Archimonde's expression remained indifferent, and his other hand began to burn with fel energy flames. It seemed that Cenarius would turn into a miserable green torch in the next second, but a silver light suddenly flashed, and Archimonde Cenarius was put down abruptly, and he took a few steps back with a dignified expression. For the first time, there was a real wound on his body, and demonic blood burning with fel flames flowed out.

The silver light stayed in front of Cenarius. It was a silver-white stag. He was much taller than Cenarius. His whole body seemed to be burning with silver-white flames, and the antlers shone with sharp cold light.

The night elves stared at this new creature in amazement, and Elsie knew his identity. Malorne, the king of the forest, was the oldest demigod in Azeroth. It was said that Cenarius was the offspring of him and Elune. .

Now, the father has come to protect his child.

But Elsie's heart was still clenched. Malorne's fighting power should be at the top level among the demigods, but he was still unlikely to defeat Archimonde.The only thing she could count on now was Elune, and if hers was indeed Cenarius' mother, then there was no reason why a miracle should not be performed at this time to protect her husband and children.

But that didn't happen.

The silver stag's speed was as fast as lightning, and even Archimonde couldn't catch him for a while, so new wounds continued to be added to the body of the polluter.Malorne consciously forced Archimonde to leave the seriously injured Cenarius, so Elsie and other healers had the opportunity to come to the jungle demigod to try to heal him.

The ground under Cenarius' body was completely cracked, and Elsie, who was so anxious, began to check her teacher's physical condition, but suddenly there was a scream from the battlefield.Her gaze immediately turned to the direction of the source of the screams, and she saw Archimonde hooking one arm around the giant deer's neck, and turning the giant deer's head away with the other hand.Before the scream, the stag's head had already turned a large angle.

The battle ended much faster than expected. The strengths of the two sides were not equal. Archimonde could withstand Malorne's multiple attacks, but once the white stag was caught, it would be the end of death.

"No!" The female druid screamed in horror.

It's too late.The polluter, whose expression was still indifferent, tightened his arms.

"Crack." A loud noise echoed over the battlefield, and all other sounds stopped in an instant.

Under Archimonde's tight arms, the King of the Jungle's body suddenly went limp, losing the breath of life.

With an extremely grim expression on his face, the Defiler tossed his opponent aside as casually as a piece of trash, and his icy gaze turned to the night elves again, as if looking at ants.

No one can fight against him anymore.The purpose of the Polluters allowing the coalition to attack here is to wipe them out.

Elsie was desperate, the ending of the demigods hadn't changed, she suddenly regretted trusting Isaacs, if she didn't maintain the original history as he said, but tried to change it as much as possible, maybe it wouldn't have happened The current desperate situation...

"What on earth is your master going to do?" The female druid shouted at Angela with some self-deprecation: "Is he going to let us all be buried here?"

Angela was also scarred at this time. The Legion of the Creator suffered a lot of losses in the previous battle, but fortunately, it still preserved its formation. "Your Excellency the Guardian asked us to wait patiently." The giantess said calmly.

"Waiting? Waiting to be killed by demons?" Elsie was furious.

However, at this moment, a soaring golden light rose from the direction of Xin Aizalin. Generally speaking, the energy reaction at such a distance would not have any effect, but Archimonde turned his head suddenly, and the polluter kept maintaining The indifferent face began to change, with anger, disbelief, and a touch of panic.

Apparently he seemed to feel something.

"You," the Defiler hurriedly ordered to his subordinates; "continue to deal with these natives." He seemed to have no time and disdain to deal with the remaining Azeroth coalition forces himself, and the Defiler stepped forward without looking back. Hastily rushed towards the direction of the night elf king city.

Elsie has already fallen into a sluggish state. Of course she knows that this is a good thing that Isaacs did. Obviously what he said about "waiting" is justified, but what did this guy do to make Archimonde rush back to support regardless? Woolen cloth?

But no matter what he did, the timing of the launch was too late for the coalition forces. Although Archimonde, the biggest threat, had already left, how would the coalition forces, which had lost almost all their high-end forces, deal with other forces? What about the high-level demons?

As if to solve Elsie's doubts, there was a lot of flapping wings above her. The female druid raised her head in confusion, and saw red and green dragons one after another.

As if by coincidence, when Archimonde left the battlefield, the dragons of Azeroth returned again.

(End of this chapter)