Chapter 296: Archimonde Arrives
After Staghelm and his son returned to the night elves, the elven troops who were fighting the orcs in Ashenvale began to ease their attack.
The news they brought back was really scary. The last invasion of the Burning Legion almost destroyed the entire world.
Now I have to do it again, it is bearable there, so the hatred against the orcs is not so urgent.
The young Prince of Alsace has formed an independent army of his own.
The old king Terenas trusted his son very much and did not interfere much in this matter.
Armed with the power of Frostmourne, Arthas was invincible in the battle against the Cult of the Damned and the undead.
No undead soul can block the power of that sword, and may even be controlled by the magic sword, becoming a power controlled by the prince.
"This is the power I need," Arthas said with satisfaction, driving the controlled undead to attack those cursed sect believers.
Now, he has no regrets at all about losing the favor of the Holy Light.
The successive victories gave young Arthas the confidence to completely eliminate the Scourge.
On the battlefield of Ashenvale in Kalimdor, Thrall finally managed to bring Grom Hellscream back to his senses.
"Thall, thank you." Grom Hellscream's eyes were blood red, and his whole body exuded the stench of evil energy.
"It was me who let the people fall into the control of the devil again, and I will use my life to make up for it."
After Thrall and Grom Hellscream found the culprit Mannoroth, after a hard battle, Grom Hellscream won salvation for his people with his own life.
Thrall, the new orc warchief, sadly buried Grom and engraved his achievements on the tombstone.
After Thrall left, a beautiful woman appeared, who was the incarnation of Gracia.
She held Mannoroth's soul proudly, and she secretly got a big advantage this time. Such a powerful demon soul is difficult to obtain.
Mannoroth's soul roared helplessly, but unfortunately he still couldn't get out of the predicament. He could only be taken to hell by Gracia in panic to enjoy the warm hospitality.
In the suburbs not far from Dalaran, in a hidden magic circle, Kel'Thuzad stood devoutly next to a tall demon.
"Lord Archimonde, the current situation is not very good. There is a dark force targeting us." "Two Dread Lords have
disappeared one after another, and there is no news at all. Lord Mannoroth has also lost contact."
Archimonde listened to the words of this mortal mage nonchalantly, "Kel'Thuzad, no matter what kind of enemy he is, he is vulnerable to me."
"Manoros, Tichondrius, and Mal'Ganis, these stupid guys, should be resurrected in the Twisting Nether. I will punish them well when the time comes."
Unfortunately, the arrogant Archimonde didn't know that the souls of these high-ranking demons had fallen into the hands of a deadly enemy.
There are countless low-level demons in the Burning Legion, and it doesn't hurt no matter how many of them die. There are all high-level demons like Marfa and the Dread Lord, and the death of one is a heavy loss.
Archimonde's eyes looked into the distance, "There is a small magic source in the north of this continent, and the power is not bad."
"On another continent, there is a small Well of Eternity, which seems to be obscured by a giant tree, but this cannot be hidden from me."
The big devil looked further north, which was the Nordson continent. There was a strong will there that made him unable to see the situation clearly.
"No matter who is there, once I seize the power of the small Well of Eternity and the World Tree, no one on this planet will be my opponent."
Archimonde knelt down and drew mysterious magic runes on the sand. He grabbed a handful of sand and sprinkled it down. A model of the Dalaran Magic Tower appeared in front of him.
"Before we seize the power of the World Tree, we should teach these mages a lesson first."
Archimonde's big hand shook, and the model collapsed, and the tall magic tower in the magic city of Dalaran also fell.
"The devil has arrived." Archmage Antonidas flew high into the sky and looked into the distance with a stern face.
The collapse of the magic tower caused heavy casualties among Dalaran's mages. Many mages were simply unable to save their lives in the face of the sudden disaster.
Boundless regret and anger arose in the heart of Archmage Antonidas, who had forgotten his original intention.
Over the years, he has been too involved in political interactions with major human kingdoms, and his magical attainments have stagnated for a long time.
But when the Book of Medivh was stolen, the Archmage Council of Dalaran did not take it seriously, and now they have tasted the bitter consequences.
Seeing Archimonde destroy another tall building, Antonidas, who rushed over, angrily cast arcane magic to stop the demon's behavior.
"Devil, stop! Go back to where you should be." A banishment spell fell on Archimonde.
It's a pity that this demon banishment technique has no effect and has no effect on this powerful demon at all.
"Mage, are you here to die?" Archimonde laughed, and a teleportation spell appeared next to Antonidas.
The poor old mage was blocked by the power of this demon and could not escape in a flash.
Archimonde grabbed hold of him, and Archmage Antonidas was crushed into a pile of mud, and his powerful soul was sucked into Archimonde's mouth.
"Sure enough, powerful mortal souls are more delicious." Archimonde, who was a little satisfied, strode towards another continent in the distance.
Only one sentence was left, "Kel'Thuzad, tell that little bug Ner'zhul that if he dares to betray the Burning Legion, I will kill him myself."
Kel'Thuzad looked respectfully at Archimonde's retreating back, wondering what he was thinking.
"Your Majesty the Archmage, have you seen the true face of the devil? He is just like the clown Lich King. He will never give you what you want."
A beautiful lust demon appeared next to Kel'Thuzad, "Would you like to consider the conditions of the great lust demon queen? The new hell needs talents like you to join."
"Whether it's eternal life or profound magical knowledge, as long as you join Hell, all of these are within your reach."
The demon handed Kel'Thuzad a contract document, which was made of the devil's skin and had mysterious runes drawn around it.
"Sign it, Kel'Thuzad, and you will get everything you want," the lust demon said in a seductive tone.
Kel'Thuzad read it himself and found that the conditions were quite loose. He only had to obey the orders of the Hell Lord.
And after becoming a devil, he has immortal life, can maintain orderly thoughts, and learn advanced hell magic.
(End of chapter)