Desperate Battle

"Everyone," Aiden's gaze carefully swept over the eighteen people before him. "The nineteen of us come from different places, even different worlds. To be able to gather here is all for the same noble purpose, which is to eliminate the Lich King, and quell the Scourge and the Burning Legion behind them."

He continued, "I feel both happy and ashamed. Happy that we have almost completed a raid that can be called great; ashamed that we encountered such unexpected events along the way. I am very sorry that I ordered the destruction of the teleportation array, so that we have no way out except to fight to the death."

"We have no retreat, only to fight to the end. I am very honored to be able to fight alongside you heroes in this final moment, and I am willing to go to our deaths alongside you!" Aiden bowed deeply to them. If he had not decided to destroy the teleportation array, but had left some people to continue guarding below, at least those in front of him could have retained hope of escape. But now, apart from killing the Lich King, they have no other way to escape the magical restrictions.

Mograine leaned on his sword, saluted Aiden, and said in a deep voice: "No, this is not your fault. It will be my honor to sacrifice myself to fight against evil; to fight alongside you is my supreme honor!"

"It is also my honor!" Saurfang placed his fist on his chest and bowed slightly.

Kassadin said: "Your will is the will of Valoran. Everyone will obey!"

Aiden only felt his heart surrounded by a special emotion, both satisfied and moved. This made him feel that he was not alone.

"The sentimental moment is over, your time has come." Nozdormu snorted contemptuously, he ordered the heroes he summoned: "You are the ones who correct history—I want you to eliminate all those from Valoran!"

"My sword thirsts for blood, and I thirst for battle!" Gladiator Varian, no, it should be Gladiator Lo'Gosh, revealed a bloodthirsty smile, he tightly grasped his dual swords, his fighting spirit high. The people on their side were clearly divided into two factions, the Scourge heroes and the heroes of the living.

And although Aiden's side came from different worlds, they were united as one.

"I will try my best to hold back Nozdormu and prevent his magic from affecting you." Aiden said, "Everyone, choose your targets! Remember, we must unite!"

He was the first to stand up, stepping forward to face the Bronze Dragon Aspect. Aiden gripped the Staff of Time and the Silver Hand, the opponent's enormous body bringing endless pressure, causing his palms to be wet with sweat.

'How should I fight?' He didn't even have any mature tactics, only hoping that his use of time magic could barely keep up with this guardian of time.

Nozdormu laughed wildly: "I want to see what you will use to hold me back, with your low-level control of time?"

Aiden pursed his lips, not planning to reply. More words are useless, fight first!

Mograine stepped forward and pointed his sword at his fallen self: "Only one of us can continue to exist!"

"I will prove to you how weak the Holy Light you believe in is!" The fallen Mograine greeted him.

Deathbringer Saurfang stood up and looked at his father from another world: "Father, join us! You cannot resist the power of the Scourge!"

Varok Saurfang glared at his son from another timeline: "No, you are not my son. My son, Dranosh, is a brave and loyal orc, not a monster like you!"

"You father and son can settle your grudges yourselves! Then, who will fight me?" Brox stood up and roared.

Kassadin silently stepped forward.

Dar'khan, who had survived the disaster, now felt that his choice was extremely wise. Every hero around him was so powerful that he didn't have to worry about being alone.

However, Kel'Thuzad stood up. The lich, who had injured him when he rescued Brox and killed the crypt lord Anub'arak, pointed at him and the Kel'Thuzad who had already died in this timeline: "I like to fight with colleagues, it's you."

Dark Ranger Sylvanas turned her gaze to her younger sister, "Vereesa, join us. I guarantee that the transformation process will be painless, just sleep!"

Vereesa looked helplessly at Rhonin and asked in a low voice: "Do I… have to fight her?"

"No, preferably not." Answering her was the Night Hunter Vayne, her voice as calm as ever, "Leave her to me."

Aiden reminded from the side: "Sylvanas is not only a dark ranger, but also a banshee. Be careful."

"Together!" Quinn stood next to Vayne, "Fight side by side!"

"Alright."

Aiden noticed that Thrall's weapon was not the Doomhammer. This was an orc slave trained into a fighting machine by Blackmoore, not the strongest orc shaman in history. This was good news. If it was really 'Savior Thrall', I'm afraid they would really have no hope.

But among this group of enemies, the most dangerous was undoubtedly the Lich King Arthas—not only was he wielding Frostmourne, but he was also wearing the Helm of Domination.

Aiden's previous act of destroying Frostmourne had almost no effect. Now he even had to face two Lich Kings.

"Leave him to me." Kayle stood behind him and said in a low voice.

"You need to be careful… he is very strong." Aiden hesitated, he felt that although Kael was powerful now, he was probably not a match for Arthas.

Hopefully, she and Pamyel can resist together!

Grommash, corrupted by fel energy, couldn't hold back and initiated the battle first. He carried the desecrated Gorehowl, rushed forward a few steps, and jumped into the crowd, preparing to wreak havoc.

His landing point happened to be close to the position of Thresh, the Chain Warden. Thresh seized the opportunity, waved the chains in his hand, and knocked down this reckless and belligerent orc.

"That's you!" Thresh let out a creepy laugh, "I like your twisted soul!"

The battle was about to break out, and the two sides immediately started fighting.

Sejuani rode a boar and charged towards Gladiator Lo'Gosh, wielding a flail. She had the advantage of weapons and speed, and the icy environment strengthened her power, allowing her to hold her own.

The Ice Witch Lissandra found an opponent who was also good at ice magic—the crazy and paranoid white-haired Jaina. The place where they fought was full of deadly ice cones and frost.

Kael'thas was preparing to support Sylvanas, who was at a disadvantage—she was entangled by Quinn and Vayne, and was at a disadvantage—but Rhonin and Vereesa, the lovers, stopped the blood elf prince. Although Rhonin was not a big threat to him, the two seemed to be in sync, and he had to guard against Rhonin's spells and the precise arrows flying from afar.

Aiden saw that Kayle and Pamyel were already facing the Lich King Arthas, and there was no obvious disadvantage, which made him feel a little relieved, and he could concentrate on facing the strongest opponent he had encountered—the Bronze Dragon Aspect Nozdormu!

"Come, attack me, let me see what ability you have to dare to try to stop me?" Nozdormu strolled leisurely, completely unprepared. He never felt that Aiden could pose a threat to him, "Ignorance has given you enough courage to challenge me, it's really admirable!"

"Then I won't be polite!" Aiden roared, he fully activated Holy Flame, increasing his speed to the maximum. He rushed towards Nozdormu almost like a phantom. The bronze dragon didn't know whether it was because he didn't react in time or because he simply disdained defending against his attack. Nozdormu didn't even stop his pace.

The Silver Hand bloomed with a terrifying blue holy flame, and hit the bronze dragon's chest and abdomen fiercely. Aiden felt a strong resistance from the sword, but he still felt the blade pierce through something.

Nozdormu's earth-shattering roar gave him the answer.

The arrogant bronze dragon didn't expect that the combined power of the Silver Hand and the Holy Flame was enough to break through his dragon scales, which were harder than steel. A deep wound appeared where he was hit, but what flowed out of it was not blood, but golden sand—but for Nozdormu, it was more precious than blood—that was the power of time control granted to him by the Titans, and it was flowing out of the wound.

In the Frostwing Halls, Saurfang's giant axe, which was not an artifact, broke open the belly of the Blue Dragon Aspect Malygos, and now Aiden had completed the same feat against the Bronze Dragon Aspect. The Dragon Aspects are not invincible, this feedback encouraged him!

"You! How dare you hurt me!" Nozdormu roared deafeningly, a ball of golden energy gathering between his claws. Aiden felt the same power from it as he did from the Time Bomb.

Nozdormu hurled the Time Bomb, intending to blast this detestable and insignificant human into pieces!

Aiden quickly dodged and summoned a giant wooden shield made of natural power to block the aftershock of the explosion. He prepared to circle around Nozdormu's line of sight, trying to attack where he couldn't be seen! A large size also meant clumsiness, which was the best delaying tactic he could think of.

The entire Frozen Throne was filled with battle. Everyone was attacking their enemies with all their might.

The Void Burrower Rek'Sai was a cunning hunter. Relying on her special abilities, she lurked and suddenly appeared beneath the death steed of Death Knight Mograine. Seizing the fleeting opportunity, she swung her pincers, slamming and severing the death steed's front legs. Unable to maintain its balance, the steed threw the fallen Mograine off.

Previously, relying on his mount, the fallen Mograine could still contend with Paladin Mograine, but after landing, he was almost completely overwhelmed—the paladin's power was too restraining for him, especially since his weapon was the corrupted Ashbringer, whose power was far inferior to the complete artifact in its prime.

After helping Mograine establish an advantage, Rek'Sai lurked again, preparing to find her next target.

Kayle and Pamyel covered each other. With their wings, they could fly, and although they were still a bit lacking in strength, they were enough to hold off Arthas. The Lich King seemed annoyed by the guerrilla warfare of the two angels before him. He swung his sword, unleashing a dark power, and Angel Pamyel, as if grabbed by an invisible hand, was pulled towards Arthas. The Lich King aimed Frostmourne at the direction she was flying.

Kayle immediately cast Divine Protection, and a golden shield protected her. Arthas's attack didn't break through the shield's barrier, but he instantly changed his strategy. He swung Frostmourne, forcefully hacking it down on Pamyel's sword—this incomparably sharp artifact had once broken countless famous weapons, including even artifacts, and this time was no exception. Pamyel's magic sword was also broken. Her weapon couldn't compare to Kayle's and Morgana's artifacts and couldn't withstand the full blow of Frostmourne.

"How fragile. Do angels only know how to run away?" Although Arthas broke Pamyel's sword, he couldn't stop Kayle from rescuing her. He could only use words to mock her.

"Queen, I'm sorry… I'm too weak," Pamyel said, lowering her head behind Kayle.

"It's not your fault," Kayle said, drawing another magic sword from the void and handing it to her deputy. "We'll talk about these things after the victory!"

"Yes, Queen!" Pamyel was filled with fighting spirit again.

If the other heroes were suppressing their opponents with numerical superiority, Kael'thas was head and shoulders above the rest. He alone fought two liches: Dar'Khan and Kel'Thuzad.

He had crossed paths with both of them before. At least, that's how it was in terms of identity.

Since the Tomb of Sargeras trip, his power had recovered to three-quarters of its former strength. As a powerful demigod, such power was at the top among these twenty-odd people. Kel'Thuzad and Dar'Khan were both powerful enough. The former had greatly increased in power after being resurrected at the Sunwell, and the latter was originally the most powerful high elf mage, but they were struggling to support themselves under Kael'thas's magical bombardment, with almost no power to resist.

But likewise, Kael'thas was initially a little unaccustomed when facing the attacks of Rhonin and Vereesa, but he quickly summoned his phoenix—Al'ar, a powerful elemental firebird—to help him fight. Almost instantly, he reversed the situation, turning it into Rhonin and Vereesa covering each other while dodging his attacks, and while suppressing the two, he could also support others.

However, Kael'thas's performance immediately attracted Miss Fortune's attention. She raised her dual pistols, and bullets kept pouring down in front of Kael'thas, shattering his shield spells.

The robot Blitzcrank was also not having a good time. His chosen opponent was Thrall. Even if he had a copper skin and iron bones, his combat skills were far inferior to Thrall's. His enemy had experienced countless life-and-death battles in the arena and followed his master, Blackmoore, in overthrowing the Alliance's rule in a series of great wars. This Thrall was almost born to fight. He held a sword in one hand and an axe in the other, violently attacking the robot, creating several dents and marks on his metal body.

If it weren't for the Evil Little Mage Veigar harassing him from the side and the Frost Archer Ashe hitting Thrall's shoulder with a concentrated arrow, limiting his offensive, Blitzcrank would probably have been torn into parts!

The heroes on Aiden's side didn't have any advantage, which made Vayne eager to do something—the only way she could think of was to kill the enemy in front of her first! Only then could she support her other comrades!

The Dark Ranger Sylvanas was a powerful enemy. Her figure was very agile, and her abilities were particularly strange, so that after fighting for so long, Quinn and Vayne hadn't found a chance to cause substantial damage to her!

"Quinn!" She called out to her comrade.

Quinn instantly understood Vayne's purpose. She immediately sent instructions to Valor in the sky. The falcon found an opportunity and swooped down from the sky. Almost instantly, Quinn suddenly did a somersault forward to dodge a black arrow while pulling the trigger to counterattack.

Sylvanas agilely rolled to dodge, but she immediately noticed something was wrong—the woman with the heavy crossbow who had been fighting her had disappeared!

The invisible Vayne appeared on Sylvanas's side and rear. She raised her heavy crossbow, aimed, and ruthlessly pulled the trigger. The falcon Valor's appropriate screech completely covered the sound of her firing the crossbow bolt.

When Sylvanas realized the danger, it was too late to dodge.

"Puff," with a muffled sound, the silver holy bolt hit the Dark Ranger's knee, and the huge force knocked her to the ground!

A contest between experts cannot tolerate the slightest mistake, which destined Sylvanas to fail.

"Clang, clang, clang!" Vayne seized the opportunity and fired three arrows in a row, completely finishing off the Dark Ranger.

But this didn't mean victory. The Dark Ranger was just Sylvanas's appearance. After breaking free from the shackles of her body, she returned to her original form, becoming the Banshee Queen!

She let out a scream full of hatred and resentment, and the invisible sound waves spread out negative mental power, affecting almost everyone present. Especially the living, they only felt that their souls were like being pricked by needles, and the intense pain made it almost impossible for them to hold their weapons.

Even Aiden was affected by the mental shock. At this time, Nozdormu's dragon tail swept over, and he only felt mentally sluggish, unable to avoid it at all, and too late to open Divine Protection. He could imagine how heavy Nozdormu's full blow would be, and he might be directly crushed to pieces.

Although his hands and feet were out of control, his thinking was unprecedentedly clear.

At this extremely critical moment, his first thought was to ask Kayle for help.

'Why do I always think of Kayle?' He even had time to think like this.

Aiden's peripheral vision saw that Kayle was also affected like him, but her opponent Arthas was indeed the only person in the field who was completely unaffected. He was raising Frostmourne, and thrusting it with all his might at the angel who had become slow to move.

'I can't be a burden to her anymore,' he thought. Aiden would never forget the final scene of the Broken Ridge battle when Kayle folded her wings and hugged the seriously injured him, using her body to block the fireball that Dar'Khan originally wanted to kill him with, and then fell into serious injuries, almost dying.

'I don't want to be a burden to anyone anymore.' Aiden completely suppressed the thought of asking for help, and even stopped making a sound.

However, Kayle seemed to sense his danger, and when she turned around, she happened to see the scene of the dragon tail sweeping over.

Save someone or save yourself?

Aiden even wished that Kayle hadn't seen it.

Because golden Divine Protection appeared on his body.

He was safe, but Kayle was in danger…