Volume 9: Disaster Chapter 584: Gathering of Heroes
Fearless slash!
Grom leaped up, with an indomitable momentum and the belief that he would end everything, and slashed at the back of Archimonde's neck.
This sword is meant to completely erase the orcs' dark past of being enslaved by demons.
However, Archimonde suddenly turned around and grabbed Grom in mid-air. Grom was surprised, gritted his teeth, and swung the Ashbringer in his hand with all his might, slashing towards Archimonde's palm.
Puff! As expected of a divine weapon, the blade actually pierced through Archimonde's palm, but that was all it could do. Archimonde's palm was too huge, and this sure-win attack was caught by Archimonde in mid-air.
Unconcerned about the demon blood flowing on his hands, Archimonde tightly grasped the orc in his hand and looked at Grom in his palm with a grim smile.
"Orc, don't think I didn't notice you. You dared to use the same trick for the second time. You really don't know how to live or die. Wait, I recognize you - Grom Hellscream! The first orc to drink the blood of the devil. Hahahaha, it turned out to be you, a fool. You dared to refuse the order of the Legion and dared to go against the will of the Burning Legion. You are more stupid than I thought. The idiot Mannoroth actually pinned his hope of destroying the world on you incompetent orcs.
But when I have resolved all this, I will completely wipe out your ridiculous tribe from this world. Unfortunately, you are destined not to see that day. Die, bastard!"
Archimonde clenched his fist tightly, and fel flames ignited in his palms. Hellscream's bones broke with a sound, and his flesh and blood were burned black in the flames. Grom roared , trying hard to pull the Ashbringer out of his palm, but was only squeezed more brutally.
His eyes were bloodshot, almost spitting fire.
The others attacked frantically, trying to rescue Grom, but Archimonde remained unmoved.
He didn't wait until the orc in his hand was burned into a charred human shape before throwing it back to the ground like garbage.
"It's over, Grom is dead, it's really over now! Otherwise, we should retreat!"
I am the only one who can do it while casting spells in vain, shouting to Morgan Lisa who was standing beside him.
"If you want to run, run. I'm still waiting to get the guardian." Morgan Lisa gritted her teeth and persisted while casting magic.
Weiwodufa was also unwilling to give in, and glanced at Luo Ning again, "Damn it, you are so cruel, I will play with you to the end!"
A wave of evil energy!
Whoever runs away now will miss the guardian. Even if he has to run, he has to be the last one to run. In order to obtain this legendary power, Wei Wo Du Fa is willing to give it all.
He tried his best, but his two friends couldn't bear it.
"I won't keep you company anymore!"
"Get out of here first!"
The two of them teleported away directly.
"Fuck, no loyalty——ah"
The only mage screamed, because the wave of fel energy attracted too much hatred, and was killed instantly by Archimonde's finger of death.
In fact, these two people were not the only ones who ran away, and not everyone stayed to fight with the determination to die. Most of them wanted to see how powerful Archimonde was, or to see if they could get some benefits. Didn't Aidan say that he was going to look for a more powerful force? What if the King of Ancient Dragons returned? As long as they survived to victory, they would be heroes after the war.
However, as the war situation became unfavorable, people continued to leave the battlefield after seeing such a tragic scene.
"Don't go, Aidan will be back soon, and everything will be fine when he comes back!" Kaya shouted while shooting arrows, but no one paid any attention to her.
"What Ancient Dragon King? I'm afraid he knew he couldn't win and ran away in advance." A mage hero shouted, and then teleported away.
If we were to say who is the most determined player present, it would undoubtedly be the Emperor Shenwu.
The more dangerous the moment, the more I need to demonstrate my bravery and fearlessness as a legendary hero - anyway, I have one chance to be resurrected, so I have to ride high and not only ride high, but also ride high with momentum and in trend, and I must show my presence.
Even if you fail in the end, you must fail gloriously and heroically.
At this moment, he took out the build prepared for him by his think tank.
All kinds of rare potions and magic scrolls were used at once.
Extremely effective giant transformation! Doubles your height, increases your size eightfold, increases your strength by 50%, but reduces your agility by 50%.
Titan Power! Increases your Strength by 100 points, Stamina by 100 points, and size by 60%.
Winterspring Firebrew! Increases your Strength by 25 and increases your size by 30%.
Giant Potion! Increases your size by 80%...
World Shrinker (Gnomish Engineering)! Increases your size by 100%.
It seemed as if the Great Emperor Shenwu was blowing up a balloon and it was getting bigger. In the blink of an eye, it became more than thirty meters high.
But this is not enough, the final big move is not used yet.
The Divine Emperor (Centaur King): "Archimonde, do not think you can do whatever you want. I, the Centaur King, challenge you. Face me, demon! Face the will of the Emperor!"
Legendary Hero Skill——The Will of the Centaur Emperor!
Use: Based on the number of ethnic groups you rule, you will gain additional attribute bonuses and your size will be increased in proportion. The stronger the force you rule and the higher the population, the higher the bonus effect.
This effect wears off over sixty minutes.
Skill introduction: The Great Emperor Shenwu is the emperor of the Centaurs. He represents the highest dignity of the Centaurs and carries the glory of the Centaurs. The will of the people of the empire will be with you.
In an instant, the body of the Shenwu Emperor expanded again, directly expanding several times, and the attributes of his whole body soared more than ten times.
The whole person is a hundred meters tall, with muscles as hard as rocks. He radiates the spiritual light of the earth, and he is as powerful as an unshakable god.
Add to that the tenfold health bonus from the camp leader, and his health now reaches one million.
Its size is as high as a hundred meters, and it can almost compete with Archimonde in terms of size alone.
Of course, compared with Archimonde, who is a real force, his physique built up by various buffs is obviously a bit weak.
But at least the visual effect is quite shocking.
Even Archimonde can hold out for a while.
Malfurion and Tyrande looked at him with admiration, then they looked at each other, feeling somewhat ashamed.
In the past, they had always been wary of the Centaurs who joined the Dark Night Alliance, and were even more suspicious of the intentions of the Emperor Shenwu.
When the Emperor Shenwu said that the war was launched to fight the Burning Legion, the two of them did not believe it at all.
But this time they really believed it, and fought so hard, the sincerity of the Emperor Shenwu made the two of them ashamed.
However, before they could be happy for long, they saw the huge Centaur giant being beaten back by Archimonde.
No! The Great Emperor Shenwu is no match at all.
A stronger ally must join the war to change the situation.
"The Ancient Dragon King said he would come back." Tyrande suddenly said in a deep voice.
"Do you really believe what he said?"
"I do have doubts in my mind, but this is our only hope."
"Then continue to fight, dear. Let's hold back Archimonde. If Archimonde absorbs the power of the Well of Eternity, it will be useless even if the Ancient Dragon King returns."
With the Emperor Shenwu as a tank, the situation finally stabilized for a moment.
All the healing and auxiliary professions tried their best to heal the Emperor of God, and the output professions tried their best to release attacks.
Judging from the scene alone, it really feels like a group of players are attacking a wild BOSS.
However, Archimonde's health bar remained almost unchanged.
Holy Armor is too bad, it can't be killed at all.
But the heroes became more and more frightened as the fight went on.
Their only belief at this time is to delay time and see if there will be any changes or miracles.
"Your savior is here!"
A strange voice with an echo suddenly resounded in the air.
What!
It’s really coming!
Everyone was extremely excited, but when they turned around, they found that the person appearing in the direction of the sound was not the Ancient Dragon King, but three people.
Jaina? Arthas? Thrall? How did these three end up here?
The players looked at the trio walking down from the top of the mountain in surprise.
They all exude an amazing aura, especially Jaina, who floated in the air, surrounded by a vortex of arcane energy, with blue light in her eyes, which was quite astonishing.
However, several heroes of the Alliance paid more attention to Arthas.
"Prince Arthas!?"
I thought to myself, didn't this guy go missing? Why did he come here?
The players of the Horde also looked at Thrall in surprise.
"Damn, why is World Sa here too? But he looks a little young, is it okay?"
But no matter what, the appearance of these three people gave everyone a shot in the arm.
Jaina naturally separated the crowd and faced Archimonde directly.
"Don't be afraid, warriors! Because - I, Jaina, will save you. Watch me tear it into pieces with magic!"
Jaina said confidently.
The adventures during this period allowed her to learn a lot of powerful magic, especially from the Crow Sage, who taught her several legendary spells. She had not been able to cast them before due to lack of mana, but now she can finally use them to her heart's content.
She raised her staff, and arcane energy gathered at the top of the staff into a constantly collapsing energy field.
Legendary magic——Soul Torrent!
A beam of magical energy as thick as a locomotive shot out like a laser cannon. The dazzling light made the surroundings seem to darken in an instant.
The powerful force knocked Archimonde back repeatedly.
He desperately resisted the terrifying magic that was enough to destroy mountains and penetrate city walls.
"What, such a powerful force, mortal, what on earth is this..."
Jaina was also very excited when she saw the power of magic. "Hahahaha, see, big guy? The power of the Well of Eternity has been absorbed by me. Now I am the embodiment of magic. Your plan has failed. Now face my magic."
"Hmph, insignificant mortal, your lies cannot deceive me. You do have some power, but it is still far from that of the Well of Eternity."
The witch and the devil cast their magic at each other almost simultaneously.
Archimonde's huge body made it impossible to dodge, so he could only resist. However, Jaina kept flashing, like a blue lightning leaping across the battlefield, dodging the magical attacks while fighting back.
For a while, the fight was difficult to resolve.
Everyone was surprised that this girl was so powerful.
"What are you waiting for, everyone? Attack with all your might!" Malfurion roared, summoning a giant tree man over thirty meters tall - Kazakus, the Titan Tree!
He personally jumped onto the treetops and controlled the huge weapon of war to attack Archimonde.
The dying Cenarius stood up again, and the Divine Emperor also drank a bottle of Goddess's Tears and launched another charge.
But this hopeful scene lasted only a moment.
He couldn't hit Jaina, but he was very good at dealing with the several big guys around him.
He knocked Cenarius down with one punch, and sent the Great Emperor flying with another punch.
Then he raised his hand and released an evil fire storm, instantly igniting the Titan Tree, turning it into a huge torch.
"Malfurion, this is your hope, turned to ashes just like this tree man!"
He blasted a fel lightning at Malfurion. Malfurion, who fell from the tree man, had no chance to dodge. Just as he was about to be hit, a black shadow flew through the air and hugged Malfurion like a big bird, avoiding the fatal blow.
Seeing that person, everyone was surprised again.
It turned out to be Illidan in demon form.
Archimonde saw that Illidan was getting angrier and angrier. He thought this 'traitor' was a traitor in the Burning Legion. Just as he was about to chase him, he felt a bone-chilling cold dragon breath coming from behind.
Frost covered Archimonde's back, and although the damage was not great, it successfully interrupted his movements.
When he turned around, he saw Varian descending from the sky riding the frost dragon Bolerius.
Malfurion: "Second brother?"
Illidan: "Brother!"
Arthas: "Second brother?"
Varian: "Third brother!"
"Lich King? You betrayed the Legion. I haven't even looked for you yet, but you've come to my door. Then die with these ants!"
Archimonde stretched out his hand, and a ball of fel flame burned in his hand, and he was about to throw it at the frost dragon in the sky.
Illidan threw Malfurion aside and shot a fel eye beam at Archimonde's palm, which actually directly detonated the chaotic energy. With a bang, Archimonde's palm exploded.
Although Varian and Illidan met for the first time, they cooperated well with each other.
Faced with the reinforcements that appeared again, everyone was surprised and happy. The Battle of Mount Hyjal was indeed a grand scene, and the reinforcements came in wave after wave.
Malfurion: "Illidan, my brother, I never thought you would come to save me!"
Illidan sneered, "Don't be so self-indulgent, my dear brother. I am not here for you, my beautiful Tyrande. We finally meet. During those ten thousand years of imprisonment, your voice was the only motivation for me to stay sane."
Seeing Illidan flirting with his sister-in-law in front of him, Malfurion's face suddenly darkened. If it weren't for the powerful enemy at the door, he would definitely teach this blind brother a lesson.
Varian pulled the reins and dodged Archimonde's punch, and then breathed a breath of dragon into Archimonde's face.
Shouting while fighting.
"Hey, you horned guy, now is not the time to talk about love. If it's convenient, can you come over and give me a hand?"
Evil fire corrodes the body!
The fel flames surrounded Borelius without warning, and Varian quickly jumped and landed on the ground.
A ball of evil flame chased after him, but was chopped apart by a strange sword made of ice and fire.
Varian looked at his third brother standing in front of him with surprise, "Arthas, long time no see, you have become stronger!"
Arthas continued to disperse the fel fireballs falling from the sky while replying, "Hahaha, you and big brother have become so powerful, how can I fall behind?"
Illidan on the other side glanced over here.
He pointed at Arthas and said, "Boy, we'll settle the score later." He looked at Jaina, his expression suddenly changed, "Damn it, that little girl actually absorbed the power of the Well of Eternity. She really doesn't know how to live or die! You don't even know what you did."
At this time, Thrall found the dying Grom. Looking at the orc warrior who only had his last breath left, Thrall hurriedly threw a healing wave over him.
However, it was to no avail. Grom was already on the verge of death, and ordinary healing magic was of no use.
Thrall tried hard to recall, and he vaguely remembered the teachings of Master Drek'Thar. It was said that shamans possessed a most powerful healing magic, which could be used together with the power of their ancestors to heal any injury.
Although I have never seen anyone use it, I know the basic principles and maybe I can give it a try myself.
"My respected ancestors, please come to me and help me. Help me heal the body of the dying man in front of me."
The spirits of orc shamans emerged around Thrall.
Ancestral healing!
A dazzling green light covered Grom Hellscream's body. The body that was burned black by the fel fire instantly grew flesh and blood, and grew skin and hair again.
The surging healing power continued to repair Grom's broken body, forcibly pulling him back from the abyss of death.
The darkness in front of Grom's eyes gradually faded away, and in the dim light he saw the figure of an orc, who looked vaguely familiar.
"Duro...Tan?" he murmured.
The scene in front of me finally became clear, and it turned out to be a young orc warrior.
"I am Go'el, son of Durotan! An orc from the Frostwolf tribe." Thrall could finally proudly state his identity.
Grom was pleasantly surprised, "Gu'il? It's you. I didn't expect you were still alive!"
Thrall smiled. It was great to see a compatriot. For some reason, he had a favorable impression of the ferocious-looking orc in front of him. "Can we still fight?"
"Hehe, this little injury can't do anything to me. Take care of my child. The tribe can't hide behind others at this time."
After saying this, he waved the Ashbringer and rushed towards Archimonde again.
At this moment, Archimonde was completely furious.
Is this ever going to end?
Where did these people come from?
You can never kill them all.
He was somewhat embarrassed at this moment, and seeing the 'ants' attacking him again, Archimonde became even angrier.
"That's enough! I've wasted too much time on you, a bunch of ant-like mortals. It's time to end this farce."
"Burning Legion, listen to my command! The demon army from the twisting nether, accept my call, the hellfire demons from Mardum, accept my call, the burning army from Argus, accept my call! Come - Burning Legion!"
The violent evil power was completely released.
Archimonde no longer planned to deal with his enemies one by one, but instead summoned his own demon servants to destroy these mortals in one fell swoop.
He punched the sky, and the green evil energy turned into a beam of light that shot up into the sky. Under the control of the evil energy, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly gathered into a huge pale green cloud, and meteorites burning with fire fell like raindrops.
That was the space-time rift that opened up leading to Marton.
Chaos Forbidden Spell - Rain of Destruction!
Explosions rang out one after another, and the evil fire turned the top of the mountain into a sea of fire. Hellfires, countless hellfires, crawled out from the burning craters.
Void Gate - Summon a swarm of demons!
A gate leading to the twisting void appeared out of nowhere, and countless demons swarmed out of it.
Demonic magic circle-endless summoning!
Magic circles appeared around, and powerful demons were pulled directly from Argus to this world.
After releasing three powerful spells in one breath, Archimonde felt a little tired.
Fortunately, with these subordinates, the enemies in front of them are no longer a threat.
"Kill them! My servants!"
Archimonde roared, watching the demon army rushing towards the coalition soldiers like a tide, but he rushed directly towards Mount Hyjal.
It's over. It's really over now.
The Great Emperor Shenwu sighed secretly as he hacked at the demons that rushed towards him.
The demon army before them was enough to overwhelm them.
It is hard to say whether one can survive this tide of demons, let alone stop Archimonde.
At this moment, a message suddenly appeared in his private message channel.
Aidan: "How's the battle going, Brother Shenwu?"
Emperor Shenwu: "Damn it, where have you been, brother Aidan? If you don't come back, we will be wiped out. Archimonde has already gone up the mountain and will succeed soon."
Aidan: "There are some things that need to be taken care of. Don't worry, I'm done with them. I'll be there soon. Just protect yourselves and leave the rest to me."
