The final battle of the Battle of Mount Hyjal has begun. After the second line of defense was breached and the Kalimdor troops retreated, Archimonde led the remaining army to the summit!
Archimonde first looked at the distant canopy of Nordrassil, then behind him. Besides the remaining troops from attacking the second line of defense, no new demons were climbing the mountain! The great demon knew that something had happened to Anetheron, who was responsible for guarding the foot of the mountain and the main camp in Ashenvale, but he was not afraid at all. This was confidence in his own strength. He cursed inwardly, calling them trash, but Archimonde was still full of confidence. This time, his entry into Azeroth through the portal had been closed, and the energy of the Nightwell had been exhausted. The ants of Azeroth could no longer use the method of reversing the portal like they did ten thousand years ago to drive him away! Now he was the ultimate stubborn resident, firmly nailed to Azeroth!
"Listen up! Night elves and the ants of Azeroth, the time of reckoning has come!" Archimonde waved his right hand, and fel energy erupted, instantly blasting the nearest Ancient Protector into dust! "Soldiers of the Burning Legion, kill them all and destroy this world!" Archimonde waved his finger, and Azgalor, the pit lord, led the demon army to charge the last line of defense on the summit.
On the Alliance side, Archimonde wantonly released his evil and powerful soul fluctuations! Violence, arrogance, darkness! Fortunately, the troops on the last line of defense were all elites, including the elite druids of the Cenarion Circle of the night elves, the Templar Knights of the Crusade, the Sunwalkers of the tauren, and the remaining Twilight Guard of the nightborne. They firmly guarded the last passage to the summit! Holy light shone, fel energy erupted, and the Battle of Mount Hyjal reached its final stage!
"Archimonde!" A roar came! The great demon looked up and saw a familiar figure.
"Oh? Let me see who it is, Cenarius?" Archimonde laughed arrogantly, "It was a pity that I couldn't kill you ten thousand years ago. This time, I will personally break your neck, just like I did to your incompetent father!"
"But ten thousand years ago, you failed and were personally sent back to the Twisting Nether by me!" Malfurion flapped the wings on his arms and landed beside his teacher, then mocked.
"It's you! Damn elf, I remember you! Ten thousand years ago, you were the one who made me so embarrassed!" As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. At this time, the anger in Archimonde's heart soared. He remembered that ten thousand years ago, he was sucked back into the Twisting Nether by the reversed portal, and thrown back like garbage! Thank those giant lizards, they gave the night elves eternal life, and now I can take revenge! "Today, I will let you die! This world will tremble under my power, and the world will burn!" Archimonde raised his right hand again, and a green energy gathered at his fingertips. Then, the fel energy formed a green beam of light that shot directly at Malfurion!
Death Finger! This finger changed the color of the wind and clouds! This finger was like thunder! This was Archimonde's full-strength blow under his anger, and the energy gathered by magic and death force absorbed the surrounding light, making the summit of Mount Hyjal dim!
Malfurion and Cenarius were shocked. They originally wanted to use themselves as bait to lure Archimonde out of the range of the demon army, and then lead the battlefield to the vicinity of the World Tree! Unexpectedly, Archimonde came out with a trump card! It seemed that they were about to be unable to dodge!
At this moment, a golden figure descended from the sky, holding a golden shield in his hand and standing in front of the two! Malfurion took a closer look and saw that it was Highlord Galen of the Crusade! Originally, Aragorn's task was to lead the paladins to guard the pass and block the final Burning Legion army. Seeing that Malfurion and Cenarius were about to be killed instantly, he had to provide support as quickly as possible! He tore open an acceleration scroll, and the warhorse under his crotch moved as fast as a hurricane. Finally, Aragorn, in Galen 's form, grabbed the shield behind him: Truthguard, and pounced from the warhorse, landing steadily in front of Malfurion and Cenarius! Kneeling on one knee, holding the shield high, and curling up his body! Aragorn completed these actions in just half a second! Then, he activated the Guardian of Ancient Kings, preparing to meet the impact of Death Finger!
"Boom!" A violent explosion came! It even exceeded the tragic fighting on the battlefield! The center of the explosion was filled with dust. Archimonde took a few steps forward, kicking away the demons under his feet. Several bear druids and paladins were caught off guard and were trampled to death by Archimonde, who was hundreds of meters tall! When he approached the explosion site, Archimonde waved his hand and used an air blast towards the sky, instantly blowing away all the dust! The situation in the field also came into view. A huge depression appeared with Aragorn as the center. Malfurion and Cenarius were covered in dust and dirt and seemed to be injured by the aftermath of the explosion! A circular golden barrier also lit up on Aragorn's body, and a dent appeared on the Truthguard shield, with even blood dripping from it! Although Truthguard blocked the Death Finger just now, Aragorn still failed to withstand the huge aftermath of the Death Finger. A mouthful of blood spurted on the back of the shield, but fortunately, he decisively activated Divine Shield! At this time, the God of Nature was guiding Tranquility, quickly restoring the injuries of the three.
"Damn ants! Damn holy light! You will all die today!" Archimonde saw that his powerful blow not only failed to kill these two hateful creatures but also a human who used holy light appeared! This reminded him of Velen, who had escaped! Although Archimonde's hatred for Velen was not as great as Kil'jaeden's, he still remembered Velen's betrayal when facing the paladin! Archimonde was about to launch another attack when two hundred-year-old trees behind him suddenly turned into treants, blocking his way! Cenarius grabbed Malfurion and Aragorn, then turned and ran!
"Hmph!" Archimonde snorted coldly. "Do you think you can escape?" He casually used two Shadow Bolts to blow up the treants blocking the way. Archimonde directly abandoned Azgalor and the remaining legion and strode towards Cenarius! Nordrassil was located in a valley. Cenarius ran very fast on his four deer hooves, while running he had to dodge Archimonde's attacks! Soon, they arrived at the bottom of the valley, only a few thousand meters away from the World Tree! Archimonde saw the World Tree behind them!
"Ants, run, why aren't you running!"
"This is where you will be buried!"