Magtheridon

Nozdormu, having lost the Timeless Hourglass and being seriously injured, could no longer see the future as clearly as before. Under the influence of the power of time, he couldn't even recall the future visions he had once seen.

This not only troubled the Bronze Dragonflight but also other beings who could originally glimpse the secrets of the future.

Including "Guardian" Medivh.

This prophet foretold the arrival of the Burning Legion, and it did happen, but the process changed—Archimonde did not come to Kalimdor but went to Outland instead!

In recent months, Medivh had been studying the changes in the future. He watched Archimonde lead the Burning Legion to pollute the entire Eastern Kingdoms. This result was still within expectations. Next, Archimonde should have established a transcontinental portal and led his troops to Azshara in Kalimdor. Then, he would lead the demon army to attack Mount Hyjal and finally be killed by the fury of Nordrassil.

But before the transcontinental portal was completed, Archimonde abandoned Azeroth and ran to Outland!

The future that had not yet happened had changed!

The shock in Medivh's heart was imaginable.

How could he bring history back on track? He thought anxiously.

In order to find out exactly what had happened, he did not hesitate to expose himself, using the power of the Caverns of Time to sneak into the timestream and search for the cause of the change.

Then he saw the key to the change: Aiden—the Valoran leader whose future he couldn't see clearly from the beginning.

'He must be brought back to put history back on track,' Medivh thought. He was a little distracted, so the originally very strict concealment spell was sensed by the master here.

Then a bronze dragon found him.

"You are doing something very dangerous, wizard!" Chromie glared at Medivh with a straight face. She had just noticed the soul fluctuation that did not belong to the Bronze Dragonflight. This guy was hiding in the Bronze Dragon's lair, obviously not doing anything proper.

"I'm leaving now!" Medivh immediately said that he would leave immediately.

Chromie was dumbfounded. The other party's thick skin left her speechless. "Should I chase after him and give him a warning?" She thought, but ultimately dismissed the idea. Anyway, the wizard had already left. And she also knew very well what the other party was doing, and she would not stop the right thing.

Now the Bronze Dragonflight was extremely uneasy. She felt that it was better for her to stay here—although Nozdormu's physical injuries had healed, the mental trauma had made him even more insane. The Eternal One had forgotten his responsibilities, and she was deeply worried about this.

Heaven knows what outrageous things this Dragon Aspect would do, she had to keep a close eye on him.

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Aiden was preparing to go to the Dragonmaw Fortress in Shadowmoon Valley with Onyxia to discuss with Black Dragon Queen Sinestra about using twilight dragons to create an environment suitable for the naaru spaceship to warp, but before he could set off, Kayle suddenly froze, standing still.

"What's wrong?" Aiden noticed the angel's abnormality and couldn't help asking.

"Ophiel and Pamyel, they have sent a message—" Kayle's voice was bright and relaxed, "They have come to Outland through the Dark Portal!"

"What!" Aiden was stunned, and he asked in disbelief, "You mean… the Dark Portal has been restored?"

"Yes, they told me that on the Azeroth side, Medivh has reopened the Dark Portal!"

Angels have a special way of communicating. They don't need long-distance communicators, relying on a special induction to complete the transmission of information. The naaru can also do the same thing. The more advanced the civilization, the more omnipotent it is, which is once again reflected.

Khadgar immediately reacted when he heard what they said: "Wait… doesn't this mean we can go back?"

"That's right, that's how it is—Archimonde has gone to the Netherstorm—this is simply God helping me!" Aiden laughed loudly.

Now they don't need to ask the Dragon Mother for help. They only need to break through Magtheridon's defense line and enter the Dark Portal before Archimonde returns to Azeroth!

"Quick, let us launch a blitzkrieg and destroy Magtheridon's legion!" Aiden ordered loudly.

When the news that the Dark Portal had been reopened was spread, everyone was overjoyed. Everyone understood what this meant. After Aiden issued the order, the soldiers immediately gathered from all directions towards the battlefield.

Now the Tempest Keep was still in Nagrand. The news that came this morning showed that the Broken draenei and orcs there would all be able to enter the fortress in half a day, and then they would be able to take off.

According to the time calculation, this spaceship should be rushing here now.

When the reinforcements in the fortress arrive, they will have the strength to completely eliminate Magtheridon's legion.

The Alliance army had built a simple fortress in the Bone Wastes to prevent Magtheridon's legion from driving straight in from the Path of Glory. Currently, the retreat had not been completed, and they needed to continue to hold on here, not allowing the demon army to enter Terokkar Forest in advance.

The Alliance Expeditionary Force, the draenei forces, and the Broken Ashtongue Deathsworn clan from the Shattrath City were all gathered here, defending against the demons' attack.

A Broken draenei named Akama led the Ashtongue Deathsworn clan. Before this, they had been struggling under the attack of demons and fel orcs, and they could encounter a catastrophe at any time. Not long ago, the demons of the Black Temple suddenly withdrew inexplicably, and they were uneasy for several days before they learned the reason for this change from the messengers of Shattrath.

Faced with Prophet Velen's acceptance, these Broken were overjoyed and wept—they could finally return to their race!

Although after being contaminated by fel energy, their bodies were very different from normal draenei, they still had the heart of a draenei!

And these Broken warriors also performed exceptionally bravely on the battlefield, no less than their normal draenei compatriots. Their joining also greatly alleviated the defense pressure on the front line.

The coalition's counterattack was so powerful that it immediately alarmed the demons of Magtheridon's legion stationed on the Warp Fields.

In fact, Magtheridon had no intention of launching a large-scale attack in the past few days, sending some fel orcs and low-level demons to deal with things every day—his task was to ensure that these natives could not reach Hellfire Peninsula from here. Anyway, Lord Archimonde would lead the Burning Legion's army to raze all resisters, and he didn't need to use his legion to wear down the enemy.

Based on this idea, he did not send a single manaforges to the front line. If she did so, the defenders of the Thorn Ridge Fortress would obviously face great defense pressure. Manaforges were simply too easy to deal with such fortifications!

Magtheridon was immersed in the fantasy of following Lord Archimonde to destroy this world, but a group of routs retreating from the Bone Wastes broke all of this.

His adjutant, the dreadlord Vargas, told him—the natives had counterattacked!

"Counterattack?" Magtheridon couldn't believe it at all, he roared, "They dare to counterattack?"

Only a small half of the thousands of troops who went to attack the Thorn Ridge Fortress in the morning had escaped back, and the shouts of killing coming from the Path of Glory had even reached his ears.

Magtheridon immediately roared: "Assemble! Warriors of the Burning Legion! Assemble!"

Demons and fel orcs gathered one after another under his command. Magtheridon had a lot of troops, with more than forty manaforges alone. After crossing the Dark Portal, Archimonde left all the manaforges he carried to him. In addition, his air power was also not small—the fel orcs captured many nether drakes to serve as mounts, coupled with the doomguards and nathrezim in the legion, the air power he controlled was very strong!

"Since these natives dare to come and die, I will fulfill them!" Magtheridon grinned, picked up his double-headed sword, and strode towards the battlefield. It was a good thing that he didn't go to trouble the other side, but these natives dared to take the initiative to attack? He decided to give these native coalition forces an unforgettable lesson!

Magtheridon's power was strong, but the coalition forces were not bad either. The Wildhammer dwarves had powerful gryphon riders, and the Skyguard from Shattrath City was also not to be underestimated. Coupled with Kayle, Onyxia and other air combat heroes, they even had the upper hand in air combat!

After persuading the Mag'har orcs to evacuate, both Surfang and his son, as well as Hellscream and his son, followed Aiden's small flying ship to this side. They also participated in the battle.

Garrosh followed his father, killing wantonly among the fel orc troops. Beside them were Saurfaung and his son, as well as Aiden and others.

The compatriots of these orc heroes were retreating to the Tempest Keep and were not with them for the time being. Whether it was the Expeditionary Force of the Sons of Lothar or the draenei of Outland, they were unwilling to fight side by side with the orcs.

The four orcs harbored the same thought. Because they were powerful enough to be invincible among the enemy ranks, they didn't need the enemy's support or cooperation. They only needed to kill, kill, kill!

Grom Hellscream was agile, easily dodging the enemy's attacks, and cutting down two fel orcs with blood-red skin.

He still had plenty of energy to spare, and his attention couldn't help but turn to other areas. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted another fel orc leading his troops in a fierce battle against the draenei lines not far away. This fel orc leader was extremely brave, wielding a pair of weapons, and instantly and brutally taking the lives of two draenei warriors with his attacks.

However, this wasn't the most appealing thing to Grom Hellscream. He noticed that this fel orc held an iron hook in one hand, while the other hand was replaced by a jagged scimitar.

Grom Hellscream was too familiar with this equipment!

"Kargath!" Grom Hellscream immediately became excited.

He didn't expect to see this orc chieftain who had once humiliated him!

Kargath Bladefist!

He had actually become a fel orc!

Grom Hellscream thought he would never have the opportunity to fight Kargath again, but now he found that this opportunity had fallen from the sky!

He let out a battle cry, left his father's protective circle, and charged towards that target!

He wanted to prove to the other party in a fair duel that he wasn't a useless person who couldn't even pick up a weapon!

Aiden noticed Grom Hellscream's movements, but he didn't intend to interfere. Because he also discovered an opponent—Magtheridon! He saw him leading an elite group of abyss demons to charge into the ranks of the Ashtongue Deathsworn led by Akama.

The demon's double-bladed sword constantly emitted fel flames, and anyone who was hit would be ignited by the fel energy or blasted into pieces, just like being hit by a cannonball.

He immediately charged towards Magtheridon—although he couldn't defeat Archimonde now, dealing with this guy was still within his capabilities!

He wasn't the only one targeting Magtheridon. Defender Maraad had just smashed the head of an abyss demon with the purple crystal warhammer in his hand—the Hammer of the Naaru, when he saw Akama struggling to resist Magtheridon's attacks. Maraad immediately strode over, ready to help.

Akama held two scythes in his hands, covered with the blood of the demons he had just killed. He was also a powerful hero, otherwise he wouldn't have led the Ashtongue Deathsworn to resist the Burning Legion's offensive for so long. But compared to Magtheridon, he was still a bit weaker.

What's more, Magtheridon was followed by a large group of strong and terrifying abyss demons!

Akama tried his best to avoid Magtheridon's double-bladed sword, but another abyss demon's halberd attacked from the side and rear. He immediately used his scythe to try to parry, but the abyss demon's strength was far greater than his! He felt an irresistible force transmitted to him through the scythe, and the weapon in his hand flew out. Half of his body was paralyzed as a result.

"Die!" Magtheridon grinned and slashed with his double-bladed sword.

Akama was completely unable to dodge, and his heart was filled with despair. But at this moment, a golden light curtain suddenly appeared around his body, and Magtheridon's weapon slashed on it, only causing a slight ripple.

It was the Holy Ward released by Aiden!

He reached out and summoned a gust of strong wind, blowing the abyss demons surrounding Akama to the ground, and then took the opportunity to break in, slashing left and right with the Holy Fire-burning Silver Judgment, knocking two abyss demons to the ground. He immediately relieved Akama's predicament.

Magtheridon was extremely angry. He glared at the sudden intruder and roared, "In that case, you die in his place!"

He leaped forward, and a burst of fel flames suddenly erupted from his body, spreading in all directions.

The insidious and scorching fire nova spread to Aiden almost instantly. He immediately waved his staff and summoned a green barrier to resist the shock wave.

At this time, Maraad had already rushed up. He shouted, "Die, demon!" and suddenly leaped towards Magtheridon. He raised the Hammer of the Naaru high above his head with both hands, and the crystal hammerhead burst out with fierce holy light, which was extremely dazzling, stimulating the surrounding abyss demons to be unable to open their eyes.

"Boom!"

The Hammer of the Naaru slammed heavily on Magtheridon's shoulder, knocking the great demon back several steps.

Magtheridon let out an angry and painful roar. The armor on his shoulder was smashed to pieces by this hammer, and the shoulder blade under the armor was almost shattered. Green blood spurted out from the wound, making him even more furious!

"You will all die!" Magtheridon roared, his body began to swell, and he was brewing an even more terrifying energy than the fire nova just now.

Aiden was very clear about the weakness of the abyss demons—there was a crack on their heads that spewed out fel energy. Even a powerful abyss demon like Mannoroth would die immediately if this part was split by an axe. Magtheridon was naturally no exception!

He cast Time Warp on himself and created a flash of light ten times stronger than Maraad's warhammer just now. The strong light caused everyone to lose their sight for a moment. Aiden took advantage of the cover of the strong light to spread his holy light wings, flew to the top of Magtheridon's head, aimed at the crack on the demon's head, and stabbed the Silver Judgment in his hand fiercely!

Apart from the initial stagnation, the tip of the sword was as easy as inserting a finger into tofu.

He felt that the fel energy that Magtheridon was brewing immediately stagnated, and the other party's spell was interrupted—but immediately, all the energy in the abyss lord's body lost control and became violent.

"It's going to explode!" Aiden immediately understood what would happen.

"Retreat quickly!" He pulled out his sword and flapped his wings to fly high. After a breath, Magtheridon's body was like a huge light bulb, and green energy rays were emitted from all parts of his body.

Then, just like when Mannoroth died in history, the out-of-control fel energy suddenly burst out, forming a violent fel storm, destroying everything around it.

The elite abyss demons who were originally around Magtheridon suffered heavy losses, but the news of the legion commander's death was even more serious. The demons began to panic.

Akama and Maraad got up from the ground and spat out the dirt in their mouths. They both saw Magtheridon's huge corpse lying on the ground, and green demon blood flooded the surrounding land.

Aiden, with light wings, slowly landed in front of them from the sky and asked, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Akama was a little dazed. Everything in front of him was shocking. He saw that after Magtheridon's death, the originally fierce demons became timid, and even began to retreat under the impact of the Alliance forces.

They seemed... to have won!

The situation on the battlefield was indeed like this. The demons without a leader were defeated by the surging Allied forces. They clearly still had an advantage in numbers, and the powerful mana mechs were about to join the battlefield, but no one came to lead them to fight back!

At this time, Magtheridon's adjutant—the dreadlord Vargas stood up. He was the demon second only to the legion commander in Magtheridon's legion, and now he was the most qualified to lead the entire army.

"Counterattack, counterattack! Our mana mechs are here! Crush them!" Vargas shouted from the rear.

The demons gradually became less panicked, but some were still afraid of fighting.

Seeing this, Vargas immediately threatened, "The great master Archimonde is watching us! Anyone who dares to retreat and shake the morale of the army, the master will definitely make him wish he were dead!"

Obviously, Archimonde's name was more deterrent than pure encouragement, and the demons immediately stopped their cowardly behavior and really began to fight back.

Vargas looked at this scene with satisfaction. He believed that as long as they defended, he might really be promoted to the legion commander of this legion after the master Archimonde returned—Magtheridon's death just made way for him.

"Rumble, rumble," the dreadlord heard the familiar sound of the mana mechs walking and the roar of the engines. Now he completely believed that the situation must be stabilized. When the mana mechs joined the battlefield, these fragile natives would definitely be crushed into pieces!

Vargas firmly believed in this!

However, at the same time, the ground on the side of the Allied forces was also vibrating rhythmically.

Not far away, Gruul the Dragonkiller was leading his offspring, a group of powerful gronn, to join the battlefield.

And the strong ogres were still lagging behind, and it would take a little longer to catch up with the gronn's pace. But even if there were only gronn, it would be enough to completely change the situation on the battlefield!