In front of the fortress in the dark night, Archimonde carefully looked at the magic shield covering the fortress and confirmed that it was undoubtedly the shield of the Legion.
Under the gaze of many night elves, Archimonde began to cast spells. Powerful evil energy gathered in his hands. Archimonde roared at the top of his lungs, and a huge teleportation circle appeared in front of the fortress.
Archimonde the Defiler is a powerful eredar warlock, the true master of warlocks. One end of his teleportation circle is in front of the fortress, and the other end spans more than a dozen night elf fortresses, towering above the World Tree.
Underfoot.
As long as he steps into the teleportation circle, he can be teleported directly to the roots of Nordrassil, and Archimonde easily opens the passage to the World Tree.
"Azgaro, keep an eye on the night elves in the fortress. If they step out of the magic shield, destroy them immediately, at any cost."
This is Archimonde's attitude. For the sake of Queen Azshara, he can let go of the night elves in the fortress, but he needs the power of the World Tree and hopes that the night elves will not disturb them.
Azgarro humbly accepted the order, brandishing his giant sword and aiming it at the dark night fortress.
Archimonde stepped into the teleportation circle. In the dark night fortress, all the night elves breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't know what the future would bring, at least they had overcome the current difficulties.
The night elves living in Nordrassil have already evacuated. Archimonde looked at this towering ancient tree. The canopy covered the vast sky. Archimonde's body was already huge enough, but compared to the World Tree.
But it looked small, just a root, which was thicker than Archimonde's waist. He felt like a mouse on the bookshelf.
Archimonde leaned down and stretched his hand into the lake where Nordrassil was rooted.
The lake water was as black as ink and contained rich magic power. Archimonde let the lake water filter through his fingertips. He knew how to filter the pure magic power from the lake water. After filtering countless lake water, what was left in his palm was as fine as fine water.
Sand-like particles.
Archimonde felt the immense magical power from it, which reminded him of the Well of Eternity ten thousand years ago.
It is a natural source of magic power that has existed for ten thousand years. The night elves have been suffering from magic addiction, but they guard such a huge treasure house and do not know how to use it. It is really stupid.
Looking at the thick trunk of the World Tree, Archimonde put his hands on the mottled old bark, gently closed his eyes, and experienced the power of nature and life contained in the World Tree.
The water of Mount Hyjal is extremely precious, but the world tree Nordrassil is even more valuable, as it contains the law of power of the moon god Elune.
How to transform the magic power in the void into the energy of nature and life, this is what Archimonde needs most.
If it wasn't enough, Archimonde needed to learn more about the secrets of Nordrassil. He followed a thick root and began to climb towards the trunk of the World Tree. He needed to find a key node to absorb the power of Nordrassil.
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The rich fire element filled the surroundings, and the heat wave billowed in the air, making it almost impossible to breathe.
In just a short moment, these fire elements disappeared without a trace. Even Archimonde's evil fire was affected. Archimonde laughed. Before entering Azeroth, Archimonde
De has done his homework, and the only one who can do this is Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire.
Archimonde shouted loudly: "Ragnaros, you actually came out of the Land of Fire and left your lair. Your strength will be greatly reduced. This is not a wise move."
After all, Ragnaros is an elemental creature, and the Land of Fire is his home ground. Without lava and flames, it is like a shark on land, and its strength will be greatly weakened.
Ragnaros' huge body was wrapped in red flames, and he appeared in front of Archimonde, blocking his way. He held the Balrog's Hammer, looked down at Archimonde, and let out a majestic roar like thunder.
sound.
"A long time ago, the ancient gods came. I knew they brought life of flesh and blood, so I surrendered without fighting hard. Then the Titans came, defeated and sealed the ancient gods. I knew they brought order.
So I didn’t resist seriously and was willing to be sealed, but the Burning Legion is different, you will only bring destruction.”
Archimonde looked at the elemental lord with the most fiery temper: "Ragnaros, if we were in the Land of Fire, I might be afraid of you, but here, how can you withstand the indestructible power of the Legion."
"I do not fight alone." Ragnaros responded.
A terrifying tornado suddenly appeared. In the center of the tornado was a huge gray figure, holding a terrifying giant sword in his hand, looking down at Archimonde indifferently, seemingly indifferent to everything.
"Al'Akir the Windrider."
Archimonde became a little more serious and said coldly: "It's interesting that the two elemental lords have left their own domains. Are you so eager to die?"
"No, there are three."
A slightly shy voice came, and Archimonde saw the round stone ball, quickly rolled up the World Tree, and stood in front of Ragnaros and Al'Akir.
Stonemother Therazane looked at Archimonde quietly, and Al'Akir said: "Why didn't Neptulon come? He is the healer in our team."
Ragnaros said mockingly: "Neptulon's house is attacked by an octopus. I'm afraid he won't be able to come."
Al'Akir the Windrider complained loudly:
"Hey, we won't just fight like this. We are standing under the World Tree, which does not belong to any of our domains. Although this big demon is not as good as the ancient gods and Titans, he is very cunning."
The Stone Mother Therazane cracked her mouth and smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I found a helper who can replace Neptulon, the World Tree, which happens to be his domain."
Archimonde was a little strange after hearing this. The World Tree contains the power of nature and life and belongs to the domain of druids.
The strongest druid in Azeroth is Cenarius. Although he considers himself a demigod, he is incomparable to the four elemental lords.
Shadows shrouded the sky. Archimonde raised his head and saw a huge black dragon, covered in thick obsidian armor, with red flames on its wings. It hovered for a week and then slowly fell down.
Deathwing Neltharion stood quietly behind the three elemental lords.
Windrider Al'Akir was very worried: "Neltharion, can he replace Neptulon?"
Stone Mother Therasain said confidently: "It doesn't matter, he is an old friend of mine. I believe in his strength and am ready to unleash monsters."
Archimonde understood clearly that among the four elemental lords, Stone Mother Therazane's body was composed of rock essence and covered with thick gravel armor. She was obviously the most resistant and acted as a mt.
Al'Akir the Windrider and Ragnaros the Fire Lord are obviously output professions, but it is unclear how Neltharion can replace Neptulon as a healer.
Archimonde immediately decided on the order of attack. Although Al'Akir, the Wind Rider, was flying in the air, he was obviously the most reluctant to attack. After Al'Akir was eliminated, the next attack targets were Deathwing and Ragnar.
Ross was selected.
In the end, only Stone Mother Thera Sain is left, just take care of her slowly.
Archimonde had finished his calculations in his mind, when suddenly, an ugly face came over.
Stone Mother Therasain scratched her head and said, "Do you think I'm beautiful?"
Nameless anger suddenly ignited in Archimonde's chest.