Azeroth has no trolls

Chapter 393 The final battle

On the battlefield of Argus, Antorus and the Burning Throne became the central area of ​​the entire war. After the Burning Legion failed to invade Azeroth in parallel time and space, they were directly resurrected from Argus and joined the front line against the mortal invasion.

Especially when Archimonde and Kil'jaeden re-constructed their bodies and arrived at the front line, these two men wiped out the vanguard of the mortal coalition's attack with one move.

"Mortals, you dare to invade here, you are really asking for your own death!"

Archimonde looked at the corpses on the ground, and the mania in his heart became a little relieved. Azeroth in parallel time and space suffered setbacks one after another, which made him begin to doubt his own strength.

"The organization has struck back, Archimonde. These mortals have forgotten the terror of the Legion, and it's time for them to remember it again! Our defeats on Draenor and Azeroth have given rise to these mortals. An inexplicable confidence.”

Kil'jaeden immediately began to command and mobilize the troops, and a large number of newly resurrected Burning Legion demons were thrown into the front line. Although the demons who died in the battle on Argus could not be resurrected, the demon commander did not care.

In the Twisting Nether, the number of demons is endless. Even if one group dies on Argus, another group will pop up.

The Burning Legion has never worried about a lack of soldiers.

After detecting a high-concentration evil energy reaction within Antorus, the forward command received news that the frontline vanguard force had been completely annihilated.

As the communications officer of the frontline base, Laila also looked sad. Her brother Maraad was also in the frontline team. He was unable to withstand Archimonde's attack.

"Call orbital bombing and blast the entrance right out!"

In the high-altitude orbit of Argus, the expedition fleet was engaged in a simple battle with the Burning Legion fleet that was constantly returning for reinforcements.

During this period, Archimonde and Kil'jaeden were trying to contact Sargeras, the evil titan. They very much hoped that the leader of the Burning Legion could take action at this time. He only needed to take action once, and only once. A single strike can destroy so many mortal fleets in the sky.

"His Majesty."

"Atas, he is dead! How can I calm down!"

"Sure enough, are Archimonde and Kil'jaeden resurrected here again? In that case, just send me down. The only one who can deal with those two great demons is me."

After Jarod saw Azshara again, he saluted and explained the current battle situation to her.

"Mi Lai! Sit down!"

Milai was so excited that she wanted to grab her war hammer and rush to the depths of the Burning Throne to deal with the demons.

After Kil'jaeden finished doing this, he was ready to leave for the Legion Dockyard, where he would board his latest ship and take off to fight with those mortals.

But for some reason, the evil Titan never responded to their call, as if he was no longer in the twisted void.

Upon seeing this, Archimonde and Kil'jaeden immediately cast spells to try to prevent the orbital bombardment from going further. At the same time, they ordered the legions in each theater of Argus to launch a counterattack, and they must annihilate all the mortal invasion forces on the surface.

A blazing golden-red light beam fell from the sky and shone on the ground of Antorus. The solid ground here and the armor plates under the ground were melted through before they could last long. The blazing beam shone into the Burning Throne, reaching directly Deep in the heart of the earth.

"Atas! Damn it!"

After receiving a request for orbital bombardment assistance from below, Jarod, who was on the flagship Azshara's Glory, immediately mobilized a fleet equipped with Rukhmar's Breath and began to attack Antorus and the Burning Throne. position to implement orbital strikes.

Osar looked at the red map of the front line. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately ordered Laila to call for orbital bombing support from the high-altitude orbital fleet.

After hearing the news, Milai immediately prepared to leave the cab of the forward base.

"Maraad also died, Miss Millais. We cannot let our anger get the best of us."

The person in charge of frontline command and communications was Osar. He also felt uncomfortable and angry for the soldiers who died on the frontline, but he knew better than to calm down at this moment.

Along with the light of teleportation, Azshara's figure appeared in the Glory of Azshara, and she arrived at the bridge command hall carrying the Spear of Victory Vanguard.

Azshara said as she prepared to leave the bridge.

"Your Majesty, it is too dangerous to face those two demons directly. The First Emperor even disappeared because of this."

Jarod didn't want Azshara to take risks at this time.

"Execute the order, Lord Jarod. Vashj, stay here and assist Sir Jarod in completing the next battle on my behalf."

Azshara said as she flicked the cloak she was wearing and left the bridge.

Holding the Spear of Victory Vanguard, she is invincible. Be it Archimonde or Kil'jaeden, they will all fall to the front of the coalition forces!
As the beams of light jumped again, the troops rushing back from the Draenor front line also joined the second batch of landing operations after a short correction.

Azshara's personal presence on the front line greatly boosted the morale of the coalition forces. The Imperial Army soldiers rushed into the Burning Legion's defense lines while shouting for the Queen.

The release of linked spells makes the original ordinary spells more destructive. Although this method of casting spells consumes a lot of magic power, it is maintained by abundant magic crystals. The battle mages in the imperial army still like this method of combat. , especially when casting spells against a swarm of demons.

"Kil'jaeden! Archimonde! Don't be a coward! Come! Face me!"

The magic power in Azshara's body has boiled, and the blue light makes her like a light bulb. Holding the Spear of Vanguard Victory, she becomes the second batch of people to break into the Burning Throne.

After feeling the appearance of Azshara, the expressions of Archimonde and Kil'jaeden also became solemn. They knew very well that the opponent holding the holy spear only needed to release the weapon to kill the two. Kill them all. This gap in absolute strength made both of them feel a sense of unprecedented tension.

But as the commanders of the Burning Legion, they cannot escape; their own pride does not allow them to have any cowardice. In this case, they should stop everything and fight with the female elf!
The decisive battle of Argus begins!

Zaresantis, the mother-son battle between North and Ellon continues. Scarlet spells and ice-blue spells complement each other, reflecting the area into purple.

In front of the Holy Tomb of the First Born, the soldier leader had already arrived with his army. Looking at the chain of control sealed by Zoval at the door of the tomb, he easily broke it with a wave of his hand.

"Walk!"

After breaking the chain that blocked the door, he took the lead and rushed in. Looking at the wreckage of the battle here, he couldn't help but think about what happened here.

It wasn't until he saw the shattered prototypes in those rounds and Zoval who was killed by Denathrius in a sneak attack that he had a rough guess. "Dasa! Damn it! His body..."

After DeVos entered the Holy Tomb of the First Born with his team, he noticed the corpse of Dasa that had been smashed into meat by Zoval's war hammer.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't have a body, as long as his soul is still there, but where did his soul go?

As a Saint of Kyrian, Devos immediately began to actively search for Dasa's soul. Although she found it, the situation was not optimistic. In the remains of the prototype body of the soldier, which was the prototype body of the war, she found There are traces of Dasa's soul remaining. His soul seems to have been severely damaged due to the destruction of his body.

When the soul is about to die, it really doesn’t exist anymore.

The soldier leader didn't care at all, because Denathius had already obtained the authority he wanted and slowly walked out from the depths of the Holy Tomb.

"You've made a big mistake, Denathrius."

The soldier stared at Denathius solemnly.

"Big mistake? No, my brother; you are the ones who really made the big mistake. You are all too arrogant! You are just following an imperfect rule like a fool."

Denasius's expression was different from the solemn look of the soldier master. He actually looked somewhat relaxed at the moment.

It’s useless to say more. Let’s use our fists to decide whether the two sides are right or wrong!
With a wave of the long staff in the soldier's master's hand, the five great secret court marquises and barons beside him rushed towards Denathrius, and the Gryen Ascendants under Devos also rushed towards him.

Denathrius is the only one here now, and the group of Nasrezim under his command have been wiped out!
"Lemonia."

Denathrius murmured softly, and threw himself at the soldier master.

The bright red sword turned into a scarlet stream of light under the command of Denathrius, and no grass grew in the place where it passed. The marquis of the five great mysteries, the baron, the warriors of Maldraxxus, and those who All Lien's ascendants died under this sharp living blade.

Scarlet light illuminated the somewhat dark tomb.

The battle between Denathius and the soldier master caused strong vibrations in this tomb. If he did not withdraw, he would be buried by the collapsed rubble here.

When DeVos witnessed the battle between the two Eternals, she felt a strong sense of powerlessness. She wanted to do something to help the leader, but she found that she could do nothing.

Her men were torn apart under the attack of the living blade. Not only the Kyrian Ascendants, but also the battle-hardened warriors of Maldraxxus were helpless in front of this living blade. Power.

When the scarlet light was about to approach her, a long-awaited emotion called fear emerged in DeVos's heart. She might have to die for it today.

Ding!
The sharp Lemonia collided with the body of the prototype machine built by the Firstborn, and failed to penetrate it. It was this moment that blocked the fatal blow to DeVos.

"Don't stop me! Brother! Everything you do is wrong!"

Denathius also gradually became angry during the battle with the Soldier Master. Among the five Eternals, the Soldier Master has the strongest frontal combat ability. Even now that he has obtained the authority of the Firstborn, he cannot fight in a short time. Defeat the opponent within.

"No, it's you who were influenced by Zoval's wrong thoughts. Stop it, Denathrius. It's not too late."

The scepter in the soldier's master's hand stabbed straight into the opponent's heart.

"No! I've had enough of this imperfect world. There are too many sinners!"

Denathrius grasped the scepter coming from the leader of the army with both arms, swung it hard and threw it out.

With a loud noise, the Holy Tomb of the First Born, which was already somewhat unstable, began to show signs of collapse, and now it has begun to collapse.

During the battle between everyone and Lemonia, the remains of the prototypes that were originally scattered around strangely started to form on their own, protecting everyone they could protect.

"Dasa!"

DeVos felt that there were fragments of Dasa's soul in the remains of every prototype.

Even if your body is destroyed and your soul is shattered to this extent, do you still have to choose to fight?
What is it about Dasa that supports you?
Before DeVos could think about it, the collapse of the tomb began. While she loudly ordered other personnel to evacuate, she looked at the battlefield between the two Eternals. Their huge bodies were no longer here, leaving only one Big hole that was knocked out.

Outside the Holy Tomb of the First Born, the battle between Denathius and the soldier master continued, but the outcome of the battle between the two sides seemed to be decided.

The soldier master fired a rune spell from the head of the scepter, hitting Denathrius in the face almost face-to-face, and then tied up with several chains made of the power of domination with a wave of his hand. Got Him.

It seemed to everyone present that when the battle was about to end, a large demonic portal burning with fel fire appeared in Zaresantis.

The Dark Boiler in Sargeras' hand easily cut off the leader's chain of control.

“I can’t help but wonder if I’ve chosen the right partner.”

Sargeras, whose body was burning with evil flames, stood in front of Denathrius, who was getting up in a bit of embarrassment.

"Oh, you will know soon. You deal with him, and I will start the underworld forge."

As Denathius spoke, he turned around and headed towards the Forge of the Underworld. At this time, the living blade also rushed out of the ruins and returned to his side.

"Then go and let me see if the secret in your mouth is true! Denathrius."

Sargeras said as he waved the Dark Boiler in his hand to meet the attack of the soldier master, and the two sides soon fought together.

While the gods were fighting, the mother-son battle between North and Elon was about to come to an end. Under the influence of Zoval, Elon finally defeated North with superior skills, but just when he was about to become numb There was a pause when he was about to kill him. After Dasa's body was destroyed, his soul gained a short period of freedom, because this is the place where he was born, and even his soul can move.

He helped Elrond's subconscious break away from Zoval's influence and gain a new life, and North was saved as a result.

"We have to go to that big sphere, something is happening there."

North said and set off for the Underworld Forge.

(End of this chapter)