Azeroth: Starting with Eagle Eye in the Necropolis.

“My God… he did it…” a night elf sentinel murmured.

"Long live the Demigod!" Someone shouted first, and then cheers erupted like a tsunami!

"Lord Qinglin! Kill that blue-skinned monster!" (Note: This is the protagonist's demigod name, the name known to mortals. Only the Wilderness Demigod knows the name Rhodes; others only know the demigod's name as Qinglin.)

"For Azeroth!"

Even the demigods of the wilderness were shocked. The boar demigod Agamagan grunted, his tusks swinging excitedly: "Goodness! That was a powerful blow! Brother Rhodes... oh no, Brother Bluescale, well done! I really want to go up and help him myself."

"You'd better not get involved. Agamagganrod can fight that demon lord to a standstill, but that doesn't mean the rest of us can."

"Apart from the Deer-of-the-Mountain, who can fight this demon, the rest of us going up there is just suicide," the Turtle Deer-of-the-Mountain said.

Unlike his impulsive brothers, the tortoise demigod saw things very clearly. Although the Rhodes brothers were evenly matched with their opponent and even had the upper hand at one point, it did not mean that this demon lord was weak.

Rhodes' life force is at least 2 to 3 times that of his other half, and in addition to the power of a demigod, Rhodes' physical strength is already quite good, and he even has that strange amplification magic.

Combined with the power of their weapons, this resulted in such a terrifying outcome; if it were them, they simply couldn't achieve this effect.

Rhodes' power is not on the same level as theirs.

The wolf demigod, the bird demigod, and the two giant bear demigod brothers nodded in agreement with the tortoise demigod's words.

White Deer Malone's eyes gleamed with wisdom: "It's not just the power... the timing and angle of that strike, and the use of the Life Lightning... he has completely mastered his new form."

This talent is something no other Wilderness Demigod possesses; in this battle, we must fully cooperate with this new brother.

Cenarius felt a mixture of relief and worry. He was naturally pleased that his disciple was so powerful, even though Rhodes had only been studying with him for less than a year.

However, the terrifying talent he displayed exceeded his own understanding, and he even learned a few spells from his disciple.

Previously, his most prized disciple was Malfurion, but now it has become Rhodes, who is now his most prized disciple.

"That battle isn't over yet, so keep watching."

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In the center of the battlefield, Archimonde slowly straightened up.

He ran his fel-infused hand across his cheek, green light shimmering within it, and the wound healed at a visible speed—a unique healing technique of fel energy.

But the scar could not be completely erased—Archimonde wanted to keep the scar to remind himself that today's battle was incredibly exciting.

“Very good…very good.” Archimonde’s voice became unusually calm, but every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, as he stared at Rhodes with almost gritted teeth.

"To be honest, if Archimonde, one of the two commanders of the Burning Legion, is only this strong, then I'm really disappointed. You'd better not invade Azeroth."

"Go back and fix the toilet! The one under Sargeras's ass, I think that's a good job for you," Rhodes said with a smile.

However, despite saying that, he dared not be careless in the slightest, after all, it was Archimonde.

“Extremely arrogant, but your strength matches this arrogance. It has been a long, long time since I have tasted blood. You deserve to be remembered by me. State your name,” Archimonde said.

“Then remember this: my name is Qinglin, the Demigod of the Wilds.” Rhodes announced his name as the Demigod of the Wilds.

He couldn't reveal his real name, since the future Archimonde had already met him. If he revealed his real name now, the future Archimonde would pay extra attention to him, and he wouldn't be able to launch a sneak attack.

"Qinglin, I will cut off your head, remove the flesh and blood, and keep it as a collectible. I will transform it into a demonic artifact."

"This is the respect I'm giving you," Archimonde said.

“Oh! That would be a great honor, but I don’t have the habit of giving away my head as a magical artifact. I’ve heard that you Eredar people have a very strong interest in this, and it’s said that your teacher was also turned into a skull sorcerer artifact by you.” Rhodes asked with a smile.

That's right. In version 7.0, there was a warlock artifact head similar to the Skull of Gul'dan. This thing was made by Archimonde using the head of his teacher. In terms of lineage, Archimonde was actually from the same generation as Kil'jaeden the Dwarf and Velen.

Archimonde narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, clearly not expecting Rhodes's words to be so cunning; this human was even more difficult to deal with than he had imagined.

That's interesting, but such a tactic won't anger a Burning Legion lord; he's seen far too many big scenes.

“You are a fine talent. This world is beyond saving. I can recommend you to join the Burning Legion and serve Lord Sargeras. You are qualified. I can make you second only to me and Kil'jaeden, a demon lord. I can give you anything you want.”

In this way, you can save your own life and also save a part of the world's life; you and your kin can become members of the Burning Legion.

"Now, if you kneel before me, before the Burning Legion, before Sargeras, you can be saved." Having witnessed the terrifying power of Rhodes, this demigod of the wilderness, Archimonde decided to win him over.

As the lord of the Burning Legion, he not only possesses destructive power, but Archimonde is also very adept at winning people's hearts.

He was the one who brought the Pit Lords into the Burning Legion.

"Oh, your offer is so generous. Anyone who refuses this benefit would be incredibly foolish."

"But I have a little problem. I got a leg cramp when I was fighting with you, so kneeling down now is a bit difficult." Rod patted his thigh and said, the provocation in his voice was obvious.

"If it's too difficult, then don't do it!"

"Foolish beast, your strength has earned me... a sliver of 'admiration,' but that cannot change the outcome. The power of the Burning Legion far exceeds your imagination. Look around you!" Archimonde spoke slowly, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

As he spoke, the dark green portal above the massive Well of Eternity in the direction of the royal city suddenly expanded!

An even denser, more nauseating aura of fel energy surged forth. Then, accompanied by deafening roars and the flapping of wings, a massive, dark army of demons surged forth like a flood bursting its banks!

Hordes of hellfire giants trudged along; doomguards flapped their wings, blotting out the sky; the pit lord roared, leading a tidal wave of dreadlords and imps…

This time, the number of demons that descended far exceeded that of any previous invasion, and there were clearly more elite demons from the Burning Legion mixed in among them.

The battle entered its decisive phase right from the start.

The cheers abruptly ceased in the Allied positions, replaced by gasps and tense swallowing.

"More demons...so many..."

"The portal...it's even bigger! Can we...can we win?"

Jarod Shadowsong's expression turned grave, and he immediately began issuing orders: "First and second formations, defensive formation! Archers, prepare! Druids, prepare nature spells!"

The demigods of the wilderness also wore solemn expressions. They could sense that the real battle was about to begin.

Archimonde looked at Rhodes, a cruel smile curving his lips: "Do you see? The Legion's torrent is unstoppable."

Your struggle is futile, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"Enough with the nonsense, watch me smash your head." Rhodes snorted and brandished his spiked club, charging at Archimonde once more.

Meanwhile, the allied forces were engaged in direct combat with the demon army, and the other wilderness demigods also chose their opponents and began to fight.

The power of what it does is indeed very strong, but the powerful demon lords and pit lords in the Burning Legion are equally formidable.

At the same time, a dragon's roar came from the sky, and the five-colored dragon legion also arrived. The addition of the dragons boosted the morale of the allied forces.

Neltharion, the Black Dragon King, held a disc-shaped weapon in the sky. The weapon emitted a diamond-shaped light, which caused a violent explosion among the demon horde, blasting countless demons into the air.

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Outside Ella's city, a fierce battle raged, with the demon army and the allied forces locked in a brutal struggle. Inside the palace, however, all was quiet and peaceful. Azshara was with her maids, listening to the musicians play music and watching her maids dance gracefully.

Krasus, disguised as Rhodes, sat to the side, looking somewhat uneasy.

I was summoned here at this crucial moment. Is Lord Rhodes alright? And who exactly is that terrifying giant fighting Archimonde?

He possessed a strong dragon aura, yet I had never seen him before.

"Relax, Rhodes, Archimonde will handle everything. He is one of the commanders of the Burning Legion, and Lord Sargeras will soon descend upon our world."

"Once Lord Sargeras arrives, everything will be set in stone, and no one will be able to resist." Azshara thought Rhodes was a little nervous, so she said it without a care.

“Your Majesty Queen Azshara, I feel that at this time I should be observing the situation of the portal, or going to the front lines to provide some support, rather than enjoying myself here,” Krasus, disguised as Rhodes, said, putting down his wine glass.

"Alright then, if you're interested, go join the battle, but don't go to the portal."

Chapter 380 The Death of Archimonde, Illidan Begins His Operation

The portal's facilitator had specifically instructed Savill not to let Rhodes interfere. To avoid further conflict between the two, Azshara had no choice but to agree.

Furthermore, the Night Elf Queen herself did not want Rhodes to get too close to the core area of ​​the portal. Although Rhodes exposed the Dreadlord's conspiracy that day, the Queen was still somewhat wary.

Rhodes' performance was so outstanding that Azshara was very worried that he would steal Sargeras's favor.

Even in this battle, there was no intention to let Rhodes participate immediately; instead, he was left in the palace.

But the situation outside doesn't seem good now; the demon army hasn't crushed the allied forces as she expected.

Instead, he was blocked. Even the invincible Archimonde was blocked by a dragon-man demigod. Speaking of which, this dragon-man demigod was quite strange.

I've never seen him before. He must be the one who mysteriously appeared half a year ago. I never expected him to actually show up on the battlefield, and with such terrifying combat power.

Azshara's words startled Krasus, but on the surface he maintained Rhodes' calm demeanor and nodded slightly: "You are right, Your Majesty. Perhaps I am overthinking it. Rest assured, I will not go towards the portal. I will just watch the battle from the city wall. If any support is needed, I can cast a few auxiliary spells."

“Rhodes’ support magic is quite powerful. If possible, add some to the Legion’s warriors,” Azshara nodded and said.

For some reason, Ella felt that Rhodes was a bit reserved today. Even when she took the initiative to be friendly and try to get closer to him, he didn't notice and rejected her outright.

Normally, Rod should just sit next to her and pull her into his arms at this time!

Krasus stood up, performed an elven noble salute, turned and left the palace. After walking out the door, he let out a long sigh of relief—the fleeting scrutiny in Azshara's eyes had almost made him think he had been exposed.

Fortunately, Rhodes's disguise was indeed exquisite, perfectly mimicking even the aura and magical fluctuations.

However, it seems that Her Majesty the Queen and Lord Rhodes have a special relationship! As an old dragon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he knows what the Queen was planning to do, but he is not in the mood for that in this situation. Moreover, he has only transformed into a human, so he cannot do anything out of line at this time.

That's why he was so eager to find an excuse to slip away; if he stayed in the palace, he would definitely be exposed.

In the long corridor outside the palace, several dreadlords were scrutinizing the passing high elves with gloomy eyes. Dreadlords were extremely skilled in disguise magic.

Krasus was very worried that the other party would see through him.

Krasus could feel those gazes sweeping over him like cold tentacles. He forced himself to maintain Rhodes's unhurried pace and headed straight for his research lab.

"Lord Rhodes." A sinister voice came from the side. The newcomer was a huge dreadlord, none other than Dictios, who had clashed with Rhodes not long ago.

Over the past month, Rhodes has been meeting with Sargeras frequently. Any demon could see that Sargeras values ​​him highly, even to the same extent as Lord Archimonde and Lord Kil'jaeden.

He had foolishly gotten into a conflict with the other party, and if that party were to become a high-ranking member of the Burning Legion and cause him some trouble, he would be doomed.

"Is there something you need?" Krasus asked, mimicking Rhodes's unhurried tone.

"There was a misunderstanding between Diedios and Your Excellency before. Now that the Legion has arrived, the great Lord Sargeras is also about to arrive."

"I wish to clear up this misunderstanding, and I hope Your Excellency Rhodes will not take my previous words to heart," Dictios said respectfully.

"It's just a small matter, I didn't take it to heart at all. The key now is to get Lord Sargeras to arrive as soon as possible."

Because of that idiot Xavius, I couldn't get close to the portal, so I could only come to the city walls to take a look. Lord Archimonde's battle seems to be very difficult." Krasus nodded and looked at the battlefield outside the city.

Even from a great distance, the 20-meter-tall giant could clearly see a blue-haired half-dragon beating up a blue-skinned creature.

One of the blue-skinned individuals was in a terrible state; his fel magic had been completely destroyed, and he was powerless to resist the dragonkin's attacks.