Stratholme God

   Chapter 471 Mengde is domineering!

   Since the opening of the Dark Portal, there have been many tiny cracks in the wide-area space barrier of the planet Azeroth, allowing human warlocks who are obsessed with enslaving demons to gain power to summon the arrival of small demons.

   Archimonde, such a big demon of size and strength, is naturally not that simple.

   Far away in the Northrend Icecrown Citadel, Kel'Thuzad started the ceremony of opening the portal early. Long spells and complicated rituals cannot be done casually.

What   Kel'Thuzad provides is just a spatial orientation, while the Book of Medivh provides the password to open the space barrier.

  From the moment the book was stolen from the Emerald Dream, the arrival of Archimonde was already a doomed event.

Even if he knew this, when McDonald saw the extremely terrifying figure slowly stepping out from the huge portal in the central square of the ruined Burning Wood Village, the shock still made him and everyone in the entire headquarters, Even every king of synchronized audio-visual in the alliance temporarily lost his language ability.

   This guy is horrible!

   Archimonde's first impression is huge!

   With a height of ten floors, he can be called a giant in any world.

   The blue-blue body, every muscle is like a rock, full of indestructible solidity.

   An oblong head that looks a bit like an octopus, with two disgusting tentacles (whiskers?) hanging down from the chin, and two golden rings on the tentacles.

   His chest, arms, and thighs were exposed to the air, and those golden skull shoulder armors, wrist armors, belts, leg armors, etc., were more like decorations than armor.

   Just looking at the appearance of this devilish muscular man, no one would have thought that Archimonde was still a warlock.

  Compared to his equally terrifying physics-based combat skills, his dark magic is not inferior.

   Almost the moment he appeared, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the super high wall built on the mountain in the distance - the Greymane Wall!

  As the Kingdom of Gilneas, it took the whole country to build the self-closing wall. It took more than ten years to build the self-closing wall.

   Long before the Dark Portal was built, the Gilneas people were afraid of the erosion of the mighty Lordaeron, so they made a way out for themselves. When the Second Dark Portal War started, the wall was just being built.

   This old-fashioned method of mixing rock with rammed earth, how can the wall be built so quickly.

  This wall is really powerful, allowing them to avoid the danger of the orcs' attacking skills, and even Lao Taizi has no energy to let the Scourge gnaw the stinky and hard stone of Gilneas.

  Unfortunately, all the luck of Gilneas ends at this moment.

   In other words, they were arranged clearly.

As early as Ysera said that the "Book of Medivh" could only be released in the northern continent of the Eastern Kingdom Continent, McDonald's had to forget everything - it's fine if Archimonde doesn't come, but once it does, it will definitely be an endless journey to the west. of the sea.

   In front of the terrifying 'Mengde people', any high-walled fortified city, any reinforced concrete and concrete will only vanish in an instant.

This is why    McDonald's refused to let his territory stick to the Book of Medivh in the first place.

   Originally, he had an alternative, such as letting Ysera throw the book to Arathi Heights.

   It is possible to pit the bones that are defended there, but the problem further west is the Eagle's Nest Mountain of the Wildhammer Dwarf, or the Hillsbrad Hills, which has finally recovered food production.

  If it were thrown into the Tirisfal Glades, it would be dangerous, and McDonald's would not be willing.

   A dead Taoist will never die, and the last cannon fodder, of course, is Gilneas facing the sea to the west. King Jean has withdrawn from the alliance and stopped playing. If you don't die, who will die?

   The righteous (yin) righteous (dangerous) McDonald's decisively asked Ysera to throw the book to the location of Burning Wood Village.

   Of course, Archimonde, who just appeared on the stage, can't wait to give all the intelligent creatures in Azeroth a showdown.

   "Tremble, despair, mortal. The end of the world has come!"

   This is not just a high volume shouting.

   It's just the sound, even if it is called to the sky, it will at most harm the eardrums of the people in the Silverpine Forest.

   That is the voice of the soul!

   The voice full of the power of evil souls easily spread to the surrounding provinces. Even the fortress of Andorhal, which was separated by two provinces, could faintly hear the terrifying roar from a distance.

  Archimonde has never been a talkative guy.

   He grabbed a handful of sand on the ground.

Do not! The predecessor of this sand is the entire Burning Wood Village.

The moment   Archimonde came, whether it was the thick beams that one person hugged, or the houses with brick and wood structures of hundreds of square meters, all of them vanished in an instant.

   He opened his eyes wide, and there was chaos in his pupils.

  The evil dark force guides the sand to his turquoise claws, and then flings it, seemingly trivially, towards Greymane's Wall, three kilometers away.

   Long before Archimonde made his move, the Gilneas noticed the shocking battle between dragons and demons at their doorstep.

   Even old Gene, Gilneas, who was used to being an ostrich, prayed that these terrible guys get out of the way quickly, and don't prevent them from continuing to self-isolate.

  But even though he was ten kilometers away, Jean, who was hiding in the palace, still felt like he was being targeted by a beast.

  Archimonde's far-reaching and indifferent vision, long ago crossed the void, locked on the Greymane wall.

  The towering city wall with a total height of more than 100 meters still cannot give King Jean the slightest sense of security at this moment.

   Sure enough, destruction...

   is here!

   A mere handful of sand deviates from the laws of the world of Azeroth.

   The earth element that builds this peerless solid wall seems to be leaving the Gilneas in fear, and a more terrifying existence is coming.

   This dark force that is enough to destroy the world begins to dominate and take over everything.

As all the Gilneas watched in horror, the high wall that had spent a generation protecting them from the two world wars, even the old-fashioned cannonballs would only leave a shallow mark on the high wall. The wall... just ashes!

   looks like a sandcastle washed away by the sea on the beach.

   Exquisite! ridiculous! And fragile!

Do not! Not only the Wall of Greymane, but also the entire northern city of Gilneas City was suddenly affected by the sandstorm that spread over.

If it wasn't for the ancient red dragon Dimestaz coming to the last minute and spraying a dragon's breath, which disrupted Archimonde's spells, most of Mengde would have been as historically as it was - [Destroy the country with one blow] !

"roll!"

  Archimonde's [Death Finger] shot out!

   This ancient red dragon with absolutely decent strength actually died tragically on the spot. In fact, before he fell to the ground, he had completely lost his life...

   This scene is horrible.

   Kael'thas accidentally dropped his staff, and Rommath and Astalo didn't notice the gaffe of their monarch.

   Alleria covered her mouth in disbelief.

  Uther looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

   "Holy Light." Kalia almost collapsed with fright, and almost forced these few bytes out from the depths of her throat. She subconsciously hugged McDonald's beside her.

   (end of this chapter)