“...... manach sheek-thrish!a-kreesh!akmin-kurai!" When Akmund finished the last long and incomprehensible Ereda incantation, he began to gently stroke the trunk of the World Tree, as nervous, careful and light as a young boy in love touching the mutton-white skin of his dream lover.

If it weren't for Akmund's greedy and distorted evil expression telling the world that he was an incomparably evil demon and that he was stealing Azeroth's power, some people would have thought that this was just a visitor from outside the world who was interested in Nodashir and was approaching to observe......

"Woo" seems to come from the distant sound of a horn floating from the sky.

Vandal Deerhelm was escorted by a group of druids who had left the vicinity of Nodashir to avoid contact with the arriving Akmund, and had come to a high slope where he blew the ancient trumpet.

This is not the sound of the horn of the elves, nor is it a symbol of blowing the horn of attack, Vandal naturally witnessed everything that happened before, he knows very well the strength of the enemy, after the defeat of the dragon legion, that unreasonable power is impossible to compete with even if everyone present is gathered.

But after rediscovering the preciousness of Azeroth, Vandal didn't want to give up his hopes for a future trip through time and space, so he came here, to all mortal powerhouses who could see his high slopes as long as they raised their heads of loss and despair, first, to use the ancient horn to confirm how many elves were still after the great battle, and second, he wanted to muster the courage of people to continue to resist.

After learning the number of surviving elves, Vandal's brows furrowed, such a number could not be as planned at all, it could directly detonate Nodashir and blow up Akmund, but now giving up is equivalent to direct death, so he shouted the words that had been away from him for a long time: "Raise your heads, warriors, lift up your noble heads, Kalimdor needs you! Azeroth needs yours! For our homeland, stand up!"

But as if in response to Vandal's shouts, Akmund's voice rolled like thunder, "Tremble, despair, mortal! Destruction has come, resistance is useless, your world will be burned to the ground, your soul will be reset forever, everything will be devoured! I am the end of everything!"

After that, the world tree that seemed to reach into the sky began to tremble, and the green leaves on the canopy began to slowly turn yellow, and the branches began to wither, as if the world tree itself had begun to die slowly, and even the surrounding air was no longer full of fragrance and freshness, but could smell the disgusting smell of burnt and sulfur, and could observe with the naked eye that countless evil energy began to emerge, emerging from Akmund's hands and attaching to the World Tree.

At this time, in a hidden valley farther away, the Night Elf sentinels who had been guarding the area had been transformed into undead, and Arthas and Kel'thugad were leading the forces belonging to the Lich King, and they were able to see everything after Akmund's appearance through a nondescript observation magic weapon left behind by Kelthugad.

The atmosphere at the moment is a bit solemn, but for the undead, there is no meaning in itself, the atmosphere is useless to the undead, and the low-level undead have no feelings and can't feel it. The high-level undead only have thoughts, but they cannot be at their disposal, and can only be controlled by higher-level beings.

"Your plan seems to be failing, they're not going to be able to do anything at all, aren't we going to help those poor creatures?" Kel'thugad said to Arthas, who was silent as to Neozu as to Neozu, for in his opinion, the human prince was nothing more than a puppet.

Arthas turned his head and said calmly, "Although this magic sword can hurt Akmund, it is too stupid to confront the Burning Legion head-on, and we should continue to bear it." ”

"Hah, continue to forbear, this planet is about to end, is the end of your forbearance to be disposed of by the Burning Legion?" Kel'thugad was very surprised, he couldn't believe that this was the words of the great being he once admired, and he now finally realized that Naozu was just a stupid and cowardly loser, he couldn't even move freely, and a soul prisoner could only expand his influence through a puppet...... And what's even more sad is that he is still working for him!

"Rest assured, those stupid elves have one last killer move, a terrible force that can kill everything. Neozu explained to the disgruntled subordinate through Arthas's mouth, and he himself knew that Kel'thugad was a person who longed for greater power, longed for eternal life and then studied and further spied into the mysteries of magic, so after Akmund showed more power, he understood that Kelthugad was already dissatisfied with him, even if he signed some kind of soul contract, but as long as the higher Akmund agreed, his soul contract was not worth mentioning in front of the great demon who was used to playing with souls.

Therefore, if Kel'thugard wanted to change jobs, and Akmund was willing to accept it, he Naozu would not be able to stop him at all, so in order to appease the emotions of his right-hand man, Naozu "came out in person" to explain.

"Hehe, if you mean the self-detonation of those elves, then we don't have to wait, you didn't know through the eyes of this death knight in the battle just now. With such a high-intensity and wide-range battle, even if those elves had iron walls, they would have suffered heavy losses if they were affected by such a battle...... I don't think you, who used to be a spellcaster, would have misjudged that the result of a spell is an intuitive quantitative change that accumulates quantity and quality, right?"

Of course, Neozu knew that Kel'thugad was referring to the fact that he had killed enough elves in the battle to detonate the World Tree, essentially cutting off the perfect scenario for completely destroying the living of Azeroth and killing Akmund at the same time.

Actually, it's not that Nao Zu doesn't know, it's just that he's too cautious, he's been locked up in the Frozen Throne for too long, and he's desperate to have a good environment where no demons notice him and even the living are trembling for him to grow, that's why he's planning everything so carefully. Even in order to allow those dragon legions to better deal with the big demons, he also restrained his subordinates many times not to go to the dragon clan's burial place to find trouble with each other.

But even so, those guardian dragons who couldn't help them failed to defeat Akmund, and even hurt the hole cards of the Night Elves he believed in. Although he knew that it was foolish to pin his hopes on others, the only thing he could do when he couldn't move freely was to plan so carefully, plotting tricks in secret, for fear that if he did too much and the Burning Legion would directly do it himself, it would be worth the loss.

Can ...... now Kel'thugad's words reminded him once again that if Akmund now obtained the power of Azeroth, not to mention that the entire planet would be destroyed, how would he want to kill Neozu?

After a long silence, Neozu uttered words that made his soul feel very tired through Arthas's mouth, "Then go, buy time for those damned Night Elves, we must get rid of Akmund here." ”

"So let's show off the strength of the Scourge Legion. Kel'thugad let out a strange laugh, and if he could still make an expression, it would be very penetrating.

Half a minute later, beside Nodashir, the mortal powerhouses who had been summoned up to think that if they didn't let go, they wouldn't be able to fight, rushed towards the direction of the World Tree, but they arrived earlier than a few powerhouses of the Scourge's legion and a team of strong large stitching monsters that everyone didn't expect.

Arthas, the King of the Death Knights, Kel'thugad the Great Lich, Grom Hellroar, one of the last remaining Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and a dozen full-length withered monsters created by the Great Lich.

Akmund squinted at the group of undead who had suddenly appeared nearby directly through teleportation, and he was certain that his undead were all fighting Azeroth's army halfway up the mountain. In order to obtain the power of the World Tree this time, he didn't even let anyone come with him, the demons are a group of cunning and untrustworthy bastards, so he doesn't want to be overshadowed by "his own people" at the critical time when he absorbs the power of the World Tree.

Then this team of uninvited undead must not be his own people, the lich who can command the undead and also has such superb teleportation skills, he no longer has it under his command, and Nao Zu knows that there is a "genius" named Kel'thugad, it seems that it is the lich in front of him.

"Hmm, what are you doing here without going about your business?" Akmund glanced at the undead with a very commanding look.

"Hah! of course we are doing what we have to do!" Arthas was also a cheerful man after being ordered by Neozu, as if he had been shielded from his own judgment, he pulled out the sorrow of frost and rushed towards Akmund on his invincible ride!

Seeing this, Kel'thugad's soul-filled eyes flickered a few times, and after completely defending his whole body, he silently cast a death wither at Akmund's feet.

At the same time, Grom also rode on the death horse and raised his blood roar, and rushed towards Akmund after Arthas, and even the complete withered intestines seemed to be "urgent" one by one, and they impatiently struck Akmund's hooves one by one at a speed that was completely inconsistent with their size and manufacturing method!

The first to arrive were the withered intestines, which were frantically biting and scratching, attacking as fast as some Assassin units, but not even a single claw mark on Akmund's hooves.

"Ridiculous rubbish!"

"Boom"

Akmund was just a seemingly ordinary stomping foot, but it made a deafening sound, and the overwhelming momentum directly shattered the pool of death like a pool of blood, and directly trampled on the dozen brainless withered intestines, as if the kind of monster that could pass a dozen moves in the hands of the epic paladin in the period of total victory was easily broken like a worthless cheap doll.

And the aftermath of the shock was accompanied by the erosion of death and the eruption of evil energy, so that Arthas and Grom were directly shocked and injured, and Kel'thugad, who was far away, was not hurt too much, but those "ding-dong" smashed on his several layers of shields with various stones, corpses, and irritable

The energy still made him feel afraid.

Then, after clearly confirming that the strong men of the living behind him were about to arrive, even with the blessing of Nao Zu, Arthas was not sure that those guys who were trying to take revenge would take the opportunity to fall into the well and give themselves such a knife, he scolded: "Our business is done, let's go." ”

Kel'thugad glanced at the tall Akmund, then waved his bony hand, and the arcane aura enveloped the three of them again, and the three strong men of the undead left the place.

"Hmph, boring trick. "With Akmund's strength, if he wants to interrupt the other party's teleportation spell, it is just a matter of thought, and even if he directly breaks through the space and directly pulls back the person who casts the teleportation spell in front of him, but now is the time to absorb the energy of the World Tree, he doesn't want to waste too much, and he doesn't want to make any more extraneous branches, as long as he penetrates Nodashir, connects the power that connects to the origin of Azeroth and completely absorbs it, he is the supreme master in this world, and no one can resist him.

Isn't it casual to get hold of a traitor and his trash......? There was no intention of attacking him, but the withering spell was more like a preparation for his next move?hmm, and he had left such obvious traces of magic when he teleported...... What is this trying to do? Let me track them down and kill them, or is there another intention? Akmund made a note of Kel'thugad's hesitation and twinkle in his eyes before casting the spell, and he was used to intrigue and intrigue and instantly understood that the lich was not a good thing, but for the legion, as long as it was capable of doing things, it didn't matter whether it was a good thing or not.

Hmph, then when all this is over, there will be a good show to watch, I would like to see what Neozu is capable of, not only is it so difficult for him to carry out a conspiracy, but now he can't even control a lich under his command, what a waste.

While Akmund was pondering the "message" brought to him by the undead such as Kel'thugad who suddenly appeared and was thinking about how to use it, the mortal powerhouses of Azeroth also felt inexplicable on the way to charge, not to mention how Arthas could they enter and leave here casually, just their strange way of appearing and exiting was enough to make everyone confused, what were they here for?

"This is the end, demon! your evil deeds will come to an end!" Standing on the huge, pure fire elemental phoenix, dressed in a fiery red robe trimmed with gold trim, three compressed and rich magic orbs slowly surrounded his master, Kael'thas's voice seemed to come from above the clouds, his words were not fierce or impassioned, but full of confidence.

The more times like this, the more confident you should be, after all, if you don't even have self-confidence, then it's better to go home and seize the last bit of time before the end of the world to do something you love.

In contrast, Akmund couldn't even look at something that flew around him like a fly, something like this that he could slap to death, so why bother? Although Akmund has not yet figured out what the rebels are trying to do, in order to avoid long nights, he intends to focus more on weakening Nodashir and draining its energy at the same time. And he himself, with thick skin and thick flesh, has also laid so many evil energy barriers, if he does not have the dragon king-level fixed-point lethality, it is almost impossible to break through his defenses......

Of course, the "Arrow of Light" full of the power of the damned moon god is a different story. Maybe even Tyrand himself didn't expect that the arrow could leave a wound on Akmund's body that still can't heal! If it weren't for the fact that the wound didn't continue to expand, and there was no additional energy to continue to "corrode" his body, Akmund would have treated the wound a long time ago, instead of coveting Nodashir's power first, after all, there was no longer anything that could stop him right now.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The bombardment of magic exploded a few meters away from Akmund, no matter what the spell was, mortals were mortals after all, and there was a limit to their abilities...... Before Akmund's smugness was over, his face darkened.

Because those cunning ants found out so quickly that they had just done an urgent treatment, which was the left hand and part of the left body that was injured by the big blue lizard, although a defensive barrier was added to the back, but after all, it was only temporarily cast, unlike the strong defensive force that was specially laid out to deal with the two big lizards before. There was also a limit to this temporary defense, and although Akmund felt that the ants could not break it, it turned out that his thinking seemed to be significantly off

"Crackling ......"

It was as if the sound of glass breaking came, it was bombarded by a group of mortal ** masters with various powerful magic one after another, coupled with the ranger general's concentrated barrage shooting, and a lightning shock like an electromagnetic ray coordinated by Thrall and Woking, this dense attack weakness mixed with several energies shattered the defensive barrier temporarily laid by Akmund!

Allowing the attacks to hit him after breaking through the defensive barriers, Akmund let out a cruel word: "Stupid mortals! you will pay the price after I destroy your garbage world...... Wait for me!"