Kill Him

Anzu's attitude completely changed when he thought he had discovered Aiden's secret. He no longer spoke with sarcasm, but instead began to sincerely help them.

Believing that the Burning Legion's attack was imminent, he advised Aiden to quickly distribute the sub-permissions, so that the warriors in the fortress could quickly become familiar with operating these Apexis devices.

"You can give most of the sub-permissions to the Arakkoa," Anzu suggested. "Their combat power is weaker than your other troops, but their intelligence is very high, making them naturally suitable for operating this Apexis technology."

"I will consider it," Aiden nodded. He also wanted to do this, but he still had some concerns. The Arakkoa had not sincerely joined them, but were forced to join them to resist the Burning Legion.

Anzu apparently saw his doubts, and he said, "These Arakkoa are all my followers. If I make a sound, they will not disobey your orders—if you agree to deal with the remnants of the Old Gods, I can offer my loyalty."

Aiden was surprised by Anzu's decision—this was a guardian appointed by the Titans—although he was in a bit of a miserable state, his status was very noble. Would he be willing to lower himself to be loyal to him?

"You don't believe me?" Anzu could naturally see Aiden's thoughts. He gave a wry smile, "Actually, I am also forced to do this. For countless years, the tainted blood of Sethe has been eroding my body and will." His eyes became painful and confused, "I don't know how much longer I can hold on, when I will completely lose myself, and then become a slave of the Old Gods, to be arbitrarily controlled by it."

Anzu sighed and looked at Aiden: "Although you have always denied your identity, I believe that you will be the key figure in changing the status quo. Even if you are not a Titan, you are someone closely related to the Titans. If I were to offer my loyalty to a mortal, I would rather die; but if it is a Titan, I don't think it is degrading myself."

Aiden could hear the other party's sincerity. He was silent for a while, and then took out a Transformation Stone.

"Then let's try it!"

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The laser beams emitted from the Apexis Fortress made the entire Burning Legion nervous. Clearly, some changes that worried the demons were taking place in the fortress.

After Archimonde received the report, even though he had not yet recovered to the level he was at before the battle with Mu'ru, he had no choice but to order the legion to launch an attack in advance. If they dragged on any longer, who knew how many secret weapons in this fortress, which even his strongest spell could not destroy, would be discovered and used by the mortals?

After the "Polluter's" order was issued, the sky-covering demons began to attack the fortress from the air, and Archimonde leaped high during a run-up. The enormous force carried him hundreds of meters into the air. He quickly adjusted his posture, and then, when the upward force reached its end, he suddenly grabbed a protrusion on the fortress, and then used his hands and feet to climb towards the top.

The place where he was located was only forty or fifty meters away from the fortress wall, only a distance equivalent to two of his heights. He would soon be able to climb to the top.

The Doomguard Legion, led by Legion Commander Kaz'rogal, broke through the Outland Alliance's air defense line. Although they suffered heavy losses under the attack of the laser turrets, Kaz'rogal still personally escorted a group of demon warlocks to seize a corner. After the warlocks landed, they immediately began to cast spells, preparing to summon a portal connecting to the ground army.

Subsequently, more surviving demons landed here and desperately protected these warlocks.

Thrall was responsible for the defense line here. Now, the Talon Priestess Celeric, who was under his command, couldn't help but ask when she saw the demons' actions: "Chieftain Thrall, should we drive the Apexis Destroyers and drive these demons off the wall?"

Under Anzu's guidance, all the Arakkoa now sincerely submitted to Aiden. Therefore, Aiden could truly rest assured and entrust them with the task of operating the facilities within the fortress.

And these intelligent Arakkoa really didn't disappoint him. They mastered the Apexis technology constructs much faster than other races!

"Hold your breath, don't rush," Thrall observed the overall situation and said to Celeric, "We have the ability to drive these demons away at any time. Let them build the portal. After it's completed, we'll attack and let the ground troops come over to die!"

"Yes, sir."

Just as he gave the order, he heard Aiden's message: "Archimonde is climbing the wall. It's our turn to play!"

Thrall's heart trembled. He knew that the real battle had only just begun.

Only by defeating Archimonde could they be considered to have defended the fortress!

The height of forty or fifty meters could be climbed by Archimonde in a few breaths. The fact was also true, but just as he showed his head and was about to climb over the wall, he was simultaneously hit by more than a dozen laser beams. The high-temperature rays that could melt steel in an instant hit his upper body, and the great pain almost overwhelmed him in an instant. Even more, two shots hit the hand he was holding on the edge of the wall. He reflexively let go, and his body immediately leaned backward.

"Roar!"

Seeing that he was about to fall, Archimonde's other sharp claw suddenly slammed heavily on the city wall. His whole body ignited with flames of anger and hatred, and he used the force to flip onto the city tower.

He wanted to let the fel flames burn every corner of this fortress, and burn all the resisters to ashes!

"Welcome destruction..." He was just about to say a line, but the scene in front of him made him swallow the second half of the sentence.

A group of strong men were standing in front of him, each of them staring at him silently.

At the front were the four Elemental Furies of Outland:

Fury of Fire: Incineratus;

Fury of Water: Aborius;

Fury of Wind: Kalandrios;

Fury of Earth: Gordawg;

Each of them possessed a height not inferior to Archimonde, and pure elemental power flowed in their bodies. Archimonde could feel that each of these Elemental Furies was an opponent whose strength was comparable to the Sound Elemental Lord Mu'ru he had encountered before.

This was the four powerful helpers that Thrall and the others had found after cracking the curse code and repairing the relationship between Outland and the elemental spirits.

Beside them was also "the Dragonslayer" Gruul. Although this ogre demigod was slightly shorter than Archimonde, he was also one of the most powerful creatures in Outland. His strong forelimbs supported his body, and his whole body was full of blood, and he was breathing heavily.

Behind these giants, Aiden, Kayle, Karthus, Kassadin, Khadgar, Krasus, Prophet Velen, Broxigar, Grom, Illidan, Anzu... They formed a semi-encirclement. Everyone was staring at Archimonde covetously. And each of them possessed powerful strength, at least possessing the ability to harm the "Defiler's" body.

Further behind, the naaru floated in the air, they gathered around the most powerful A'dal, their bodies connected to each other, emitting powerful holy light. Although their combat abilities were lacking, the defensive and healing spells they cast were enough to make the heroes have no worries.

Even further behind were two Dark Naaru. Unlike the Light Naaru, they had no healing abilities, but possessed strong aggressiveness!

The situation in front of him was exactly what Archimonde was most worried about.

Although in a one-on-one duel, any of these people would be easily crushed by him, but when these beings with extraordinary power gathered together, he had no way to fight them.

"Unable to fight," such a thought popped up in his mind.

But he could not tolerate the act of running away without fighting. That would not only hurt his self-esteem, but also shake his position in the legion.

Moreover, Aiden and others would not easily let him leave.

It was no longer important who made the first move. This battle that truly determined the victory or defeat was launched in an instant. Elements, fel, holy light, arcane, and pure power and anger were intertwined, so that this battle attracted everyone's attention from the moment it began.

Whether it was the Burning Legion or the Outland Alliance, they were all extremely nervous. Because this was likely to be the battle that determined the victory or defeat!

The four Elemental Furies and Gruul, Anzu and other huge and powerful beings restrained Archimonde from the front, and the other heroes each looked for opportunities to fight.

Archimonde had just struggled to block the spells released by Gordawg and Incineratus, but his flank was hit by a feather with dark power activated by Anzu on his shoulder. Almost at the same time, Aiden and Kael'thas's swords burning with holy flames hit Archimonde's back.

"Despicable!" Archimonde reached out to grab Aiden, the person he wanted to kill the most. If the anger in his eyes could ignite people, Aiden would probably not even have ashes left.

Aiden retreated rapidly, and almost simultaneously, the Holy Light Shield and Divine Protection were added to his body, ensuring he would be unharmed even if he directly withstood Archimonde's attack.

"The quality is insufficient, we can only win with quantity." Aiden dodged while responding to the other party's taunt, "Now it seems, this kind of tactic is quite useful!"

Grom Hellscream burst in from the rear flank. This challenge against the strongest enemy of his life filled him with boiling fighting spirit. He almost couldn't help but shout out loud, but he restrained himself. Making a sound would only attract Archimonde's attention, allowing the opponent to prepare in advance.

He charged rapidly, then used the momentum of his charge to leap high into the air, holding Gorehowl, and fiercely chopping down at Archimonde's thick leg.

The axe blade cut through Archimonde's skin, which was covered in Fel Flames, and sliced open the rock-solid muscle inside. Burning green blood spurted out from the wound, and Grom was repelled by the Fel energy, falling back even faster than he had charged up.

He felt like his throat was about to burn, as if scorched by the Fel energy on Archimonde's skin. Several places on his body were burned by the Fel flames, and even his skin turned charred black. He felt like he was cooked through. The intense burning pain stimulated his nerves.

He panted heavily, trying to recover. In the next instant, a holy and warm power descended upon him, clearing away all his discomfort. With a light rub, the charred scar on his shoulder was rubbed away, revealing intact green skin underneath.

He knew the holy light power was from the Naaru. Previously, when he dueled with Kargath and was seriously injured, the same energy had healed him.

Grom felt his whole body fill with power again. He let out an excited war cry and charged up again.

He was no longer satisfied with his previous results.

Grom gripped Gorehowl tightly, believing that if he tried again, he would definitely make Archimonde truly suffer, instead of just a superficial scratch like before!

Everyone participating in the siege here was not weak. Archimonde used the omnipotent Fel Flame to protect his body. After he found it difficult to directly kill Aiden, he turned his attention to other people.

He picked the soft persimmon to pinch. Although Archimonde didn't know this proverb, he understood the principle.

As long as he could kill two or three weaker opponents, the strength of this encirclement would weaken, and then he would have a chance to kill more enemies!

He set his sights on the only Death Knight in the field -- Broxigar!

Archimonde continued to pursue Aiden on the surface, and summoned a red lightning bolt filled with annihilation energy, seemingly preparing to fight Aiden to the death. But when this powerful spell was about to be completed, he released the lightning bolt to Brox, who was flanking him, preparing to attack!

It must be said that Archimonde's move exceeded everyone's expectations. The speed of the lightning was very fast, almost instantly hitting Brox's rune axe, and guiding it along the axe. The terrifying energy within it erupted in his body, almost turning the demigod into charcoal.

"Laughable!" Archimonde let out a sneer, believing that this Death Knight could not survive.

Then he prepared to attack the next target. His eyes wandered between Thrall and Grom, secretly choosing Grom - this orc was more stupid and reckless. Thrall was too smart and vigilant, not easy to plot against.

At the moment Brox was attacked, Kel'Thuzad instantly transmitted a huge amount of energy through the connection between them, making the orc Death Knight's body more solid.

It was because of his power that Brox did not die on the spot. And next, Anzu and the two Dark Naaru, K'ure and D'ore, each released their own energy. Two black lines connected to the fallen Brox, and a black feather from Anzu gradually merged into Brox's body, instantly restoring his almost charred right half.

Brox's almost dissipated soul was re-Cohesion with Kel'Thuzad's help. He was pulled back from the brink of death by four people!

And at this time, Archimonde was preparing to repeat the trick.

Originally, when Brox was attacked, everyone became alert. Aiden thought Brox was dead for sure. He was still in shock, but he didn't expect Kel'Thuzad to send a thought the next moment, causing Aiden to regain his composure.

Archimonde re-Cohesion a red lightning bolt this time. Aiden immediately shouted when he saw this: "Everyone be careful of sneak attacks!"

But this time Archimonde suddenly threw the lightning at Aiden, once again exceeding expectations.

Although Aiden was a little surprised, he still summoned a defensive spell, plus the help of the Naaru, and successfully resisted again.

Seeing this, Grom launched a second raid. He began to charge, but did not jump up again, but aimed at Archimonde's heel - he believed that if he cut off the tendons inside, this great demon would definitely not feel good.

But this brave orc warrior did not know that Archimonde had just made so many feints, but the real target had always been him.

Archimonde sensed that this reckless orc was indeed fooled. At the moment when the opponent was about to chop down, he suddenly stomped his foot fiercely. A strong Fel energy shock wave exploded, and Grom was blown away before he could swing his axe, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

"Foolish!" Archimonde laughed loudly. He turned around and pounced on Grom, who had not yet landed. He was very clear that with the Naaru's healing, serious injuries were no different from no injuries for these mortals.

Only by completely killing them could future troubles be eradicated. Just like he had just killed that Death Knight!

But Brox, who Archimonde thought was already dead, suddenly climbed up silently. He grabbed his rune axe, and at this time Archimonde's raised foot happened to land here, preparing to kill Grom Hellscream.

Brox realized that this was an excellent opportunity, a chance to seriously injure Archimonde -- the "Defiler" was guarding against all the heroes present, except for him.

Brox's eyes flashed with cold light. He grabbed the axe tightly, and the muscles all over his body swelled up, as hard as steel. He raised the axe high, and the runes on the axe body emitted a faint light under the infusion of his power. And in the next instant, Kel'Thuzad, relying on the special connection between the Lich King and the Death Knight, transmitted his strongest mana from afar.

The runes on the rune axe bloomed with an unprecedentedly strong light in an instant. Brox roared and aimed it at Archimonde's foot, and slashed down!

When Archimonde sensed this attack, it was too late.

He didn't have time to make any movements, and he hadn't even caught Grom in mid-air, when he felt an extremely cold chill spreading from his foot.

And the front half of his foot had completely left his body.

Huge pain immediately overwhelmed Archimonde, and he roared to the sky. Every corner of Outland echoed with his voice.

For tens of thousands of years, he had experienced countless thrilling battles, but here he became a cripple!

Brox also roared angrily, holding up his battle axe. He fulfilled the promise he made to the Lich King Kel'Thuzad during the Battle of Ashwood Village!

"From today onwards, from this moment onwards, I and my battle axe will fight for your justice!"

Today, he charged at the powerful "Defiler" Archimonde, and even chopped off half of the opponent's foot with his battle axe!

For a warrior, what a supreme glory is this?

In the roar, he recalled what Kel'Thuzad had said when he persuaded him, mentioning another timeline, where he had challenged the Dark Titan Sargeras and left a wound on the opponent.

"I did it too." He said silently to himself in another world, "I will do better!"

For anyone, losing half a foot is definitely a very serious injury. The same is true for Archimonde.

'Archimonde is seriously injured', everyone was excited by this news!

"Quick, now is the time! Kill him!" Aiden was also so excited that he couldn't control himself. He roared and rushed towards Archimonde first.

Gruul excitedly slapped his chest twice with his fists. He rushed towards Archimonde desperately, wanting to fight the Defiler in close combat!

The Rage of the Four Elements also rushed up, pouring their pure elemental essence power and anger onto the Defiler. Even Anzu rushed up, disregarding his weak body.

Archimonde had not yet recovered from the severe pain. Aiden and Kayle's swords pierced into his chest from the left and right, followed by more attacks. He roared angrily, waving his claws and slamming his body. The earth-shattering wails made every demon on the battlefield tremble.

And what was even more terrifying was that, although the demons were unwilling to admit it, they found that the once invincible Archimonde was failing. Even possibly… dying!