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He strode forward, ignoring the orc warriors around him, and charged straight towards Rhodes! The massive double-headed spear swung around, creating gusts of fierce wind.

At the same time, Kazroga also led a squad of elite demon guards in an attack, aiming directly at the weak points in the defense line!

In this battle, the demon has realized that he must first take Rhodes' head.

Thrall's face was grave; he knew the final test had arrived. "Stop them! For the Horde!"

He personally confronted Kaz'roga, his Doomhammer crackling with lightning as it clashed violently with the Demon Guard Commander.

As Azgalo charged towards him, Rhodes' eyes turned icy. "Today I'll take your life."

Rhodes immediately summoned his level 7 unit, the Titan Giant, which stood 20 meters tall and collided with the massive Abyss Lord.

The collision of the two colossal creatures created a massive shockwave across the entire battlefield, sending demons and orc warriors, including trolls, flying. Only the tauren managed to withstand the impact.

As the two behemoths clashed, the orcs and demons quickly cleared a central area. Some orcs even raised their axes high, roaring incessantly to cheer on the Titan.

"Big guy, try this!" Rhodes had no intention of letting Titan fight him one-on-one, and he shot a series of magical arrows precisely at Azgalo's joints, eyes, and other relatively vulnerable places.

Meanwhile, the Titan's thunderous sword mercilessly struck the Abyss Lord. The Titan is a unit with high attack, high defense, and high health, making it the most troublesome of all level 7 units. Even in a one-on-one situation, the Archangel cannot defeat the Titan.

Although a single magic arrow is unlikely to inflict a fatal wound on the thick-skinned Abyss Lord, the continuous bombardment and harassment greatly disrupted the Abyss Lord.

And he successfully provoked the opponent, Azgalo furiously swung his spear, trying to attack Rhodes, but was stopped by the Titan.

The Titan's Thunder Sword relentlessly pounded into him, the terrifying lightning attacks causing the Abyss Lord immense suffering. The Titan's heavy fist also came crashing down, followed by a kick that knocked the Abyss Lord to the ground.

"Now! Focus fire!" Rhodes seized an opportunity and shouted the moment Azgalo was knocked down by the Titan.

The tribe, having already received orders, concentrated all its ranged firepower—shamanic lightning bolts, headhunter spears, catapult boulders, and even several giant totem poles hurled by tauren—and rained down on Azgalo like a storm!

Of course, Titan Daddy's lightning sword also struck the Pit Lord. Doom Lord Kaz'roga, who was elsewhere, wanted to help, but Thrall stopped him.

"Your opponent is me, a demon. You're not going anywhere; you're staying right here." The plate-armored shaman raised his Doomhammer, transforming into a warrior.

Before becoming a shamanic prophet, Thrall stated that he was also a very brave warrior and an arena champion.

"Agh—!" Azgaloo let out a painful howl as countless wounds instantly appeared on his body.

Rhodes naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. He gathered his magic power and unleashed a thick magical arrow that pierced directly into Azgalo's chest armor, which had been shattered by the Titan's attack!

Boom!

A massive explosion occurred inside Azgalo's body. His enormous frame stiffened abruptly, then collapsed to the ground with a deafening crash, green blood flowing out like a stream. It was clear he was doomed.

A violent fel energy explosion will occur immediately after the Abyss Lord dies.

The Titan immediately stepped forward, using its terrifying strength to lift the Abyss Lord's body, and then threw it into the demon horde.

A terrifying fel energy explosion erupted instantly within the demon horde, killing countless Burning Legion soldiers instantly with the self-destruction of their own commander.

Chapter 150 The Battle of Mount Hyjal, the Night Elves' Ancient Enemy

Azgalor's massive body was torn to pieces in the fel explosion, and the resulting shockwave engulfed all the surrounding demons.

Under Rhodes' control, the Titans used their massive bodies to withstand the most intense explosive impact for the Horde's allied forces. The fel energy on their golden armor hissed, yet it remained completely unharmed.

Before the battle began, Rhode cast various buff spells on the Titan, and he even saved his last healing spell to restore the Titan's health.

The Titan has a full 300 health points, so taking down this behemoth won't be easy.

Almost simultaneously, Thrall unleashed his full power, the lightning summoned by Doomhammer transforming into a roaring electric dragon that sent Kaz'roga flying, crashing heavily onto the mountain rocks, where he struggled to get up for a moment.

The surrounding orc warriors swarmed forward, hacking and slashing, but Rhode's magical arrows blasted the enemy's head apart.

Thrall's combat strength is still very strong. He single-handedly led a small team to defend against this Doom Lord, which shows he has some skill.

"No—!" A deafening roar echoed from afar, Archimonde was utterly shocked. He never imagined that his three lieutenants would die one after another.

This war was many times more difficult than he had imagined.

Thrall's pupils constricted when he saw Archimonde personally enter the fray. "Lord Rhodes! Archimonde has moved! We must retreat! As planned, lure him to the third line of defense!"

The death of his lieutenant and the chaos of the demon army made it impossible for the Corruptor to remain seated. Fel flames erupted from his body, and the portal that had been maintained for so long shook violently due to his intense emotional turmoil, finally collapsing. "You ants... how dare you! I will utterly destroy you, burn you to ashes."

The successive deaths of two high-ranking commanders of the legion greatly dampened the morale of the demon army, and their offensive clearly stalled.

Thrall, leaning on his Doomhammer, was breathing heavily. He looked around and saw that the Horde's warriors had suffered heavy casualties, but their eyes still burned with an indomitable flame.

He looked at Rhodes, whose face was pale, clearly indicating a huge depletion of his magical power, but he still stood upright. They had won this battle.

"Warriors of the Horde, we have won this battle." Thrall's voice, though weary, was filled with pride and excitement.

Numerous orcs, tauren, and darkspear trolls raised their weapons high and cheered.

Rhodes nodded, looking down at the still dense but chaotic demon army below the mountain, and further away at Archimonde, who exuded a terrifying aura.

“Eight hours have passed, High Chieftain Thrall. Your mission is complete. You have done an excellent job,” Rhodes said.

"Now, it's time for the final step. Let's retreat to the third line of defense gradually, according to plan."

Thrall took a deep breath and nodded emphatically: "Warriors of the Horde! Retreat in an orderly fashion! The rest of the battle is for the Night Elves!"

The tribe began to retreat and fight as planned, moving towards the mountaintop.

Rhodes took one last look at the raging sea of ​​demons below the mountain, and at Archimonde the Defiler, who had finally risen to his feet, radiating boundless fury after the successive deaths of his generals.

He then turned and left with the retreating troops, as he needed to rest. Now, only Archimonde remained.

Although the orcs, tauren, and troll warriors were highly motivated, they knew that confronting Archimonde head-on would be tantamount to suicide. Under the command of their respective overseers, they began to retreat towards the mountaintop, relying on fortifications and taking turns to cover each other.

The fighting on the second line of defense gradually subsided, and the demons of the Burning Legion surged toward the summit of Mount Hyjal, which seemed so close at hand, stepping over the corpses of their comrades and Horde warriors.

On the third line of defense, the Night Elf army was on high alert, with large numbers of Treants, Druids, Keepers of the Grove, Dryads, Night Elf Sentinels, and Feralas already assembled there.

The demigod Cenarius stood in front of everyone and nodded to Rhodes.

"Truly valiant, Lord Rhodes and Lord Thrall! I witnessed your heroic deeds. Leave the rest to me, Rhodes. You should go and rest in the rear." Malfurion, riding a giant reindeer, ran over and said.

"I understand. I'll rest for a bit, and I'll come back to help you deal with Archimonde in about six or seven hours." Rhodes' voice sounded slightly tired. Fighting for 16 consecutive hours had exhausted him, and he desperately needed a good night's sleep.

Rodca set a time point, and now that it's dark, he can complete a day in the system and use the Magic Guild to fully restore his magic power to prepare for tomorrow morning's battle.

The nighttime conditions were extremely advantageous for the night elves in this battle.

"Don't worry, Rhodes. I assure you that during your rest, not a single demon from the Burning Legion will set foot here," Tyrande said, nodding as she approached Rhodes.

“Go and get some rest, Rhodes. The great Holy Light will guide us to victory,” Uther said.

Standing beside him, Jaina and Caponia nodded to Rhodes. They had rested for eight hours on the night elf's defensive line and were ready to join the next battle.

Rhodes nodded to everyone, dragged his tired body to the rear, and then fell asleep immediately. Now he needed to hurry up and recover his magic power.

After Rhodes' departure, the Night Elf army will soon face the Burning Legion's fierce attack, as well as the enraged Archimonde.

The night was as dark as ink, yet the jungles of Mount Hyjal were torn apart by fel energy and moonlight.

Archimonde's massive foot stomped across the fertile soil before the third line of defense. The emerald moss instantly turned to black ash under the corrosive influence of fel energy, and even the air was filled with a nauseating smell of sulfur.

"Ten thousand years have passed, night elves. I have returned, the Legion has returned, bringing you death and destruction."

Archimonde raised his hand, his five fingers spread, and dozens of dark fel energy beams fell from the clouds, crashing down on the night elves' defenses like divine punishment.

The bark shields hastily summoned by the druids shattered like paper under the beam of light. A dryad was pierced through the body by the beam, its emerald blood splattering onto the ground and instantly turning into white smoke. Several bear-form druids tried to block the light with their bodies, but were blown away by the aftershocks of the fel energy. Deep, bone-revealing burns were left on their thick bear hides, and their howls echoed through the jungle.

The demons of the Burning Legion followed closely behind, like a flood bursting its banks.

Hellfire plummeted from the sky, crashing into the treant array. As the rocky bodies shattered, a circular fel energy shockwave erupted, causing the surrounding jungle guardians to cough up blood.

The demon guards brandished their blood-stained Cataclysmic Blades, severing the branches of the treants and roaring as they charged deeper into the defensive line. The fel-infused blades could even easily sever the druids' vines. Hordes of imps pounced on the wounded elven sentinels, gnawing at the gaps in their armor with their sharp teeth, their eyes gleaming with madness.

"In the name of Elune, the moon goddess, hold the line!" Tyrande stood on the altar of Elune in the center of the defensive line, her long green hair flying in the night wind.

A terrifying moonlight descended from the sky, like stars falling, and dozens of moon priestesses followed Tyrande.

Like Tyrande, these Priestesses of the Moon began to summon the power of the Moon Goddess. Countless stars fell from the sky, transforming into the Moon Goddess's energy to bombard almost all the demons on the ground.

This move is called Starfall, nicknamed Luna Orbital Cannon. If Rhodes were present, he would definitely exclaim in shock that General Shandris Whisperwind had single-handedly slaughtered the entire tribe.

The spell cast by more than a dozen Moon Goddess priestesses was extremely wide, covering almost the entire battlefield, and the Burning Legion's demons suffered a huge blow in an instant.

Malfurion rode his giant reindeer, his figure weaving through the jungle. He plunged his oak staff into the ground, causing it to churn instantly. Dozens of ancient war trees rose from the earth, their thick branches like giant arms, swinging their hard bark fists to smash the leading hellhound into a bloody pulp.

Tree roots coiled around the demon guards' ankles from the ground. Even if severed by the Cataclysmic Blade, new roots would immediately sprout, dragging the demon's steps and pulling it underground to strangle it to death.

As an Eredar warlock prepared to unleash a firestorm, Malfurion instantly transformed into his cheetah form, his claws slicing across the warlock's throat, causing shadow energy and blood to gush forth.

The Archdruid displayed astonishing magical skill.

Large numbers of night elves, along with their friends, clashed fiercely with the demons. Dryads' poisonous spears pierced the demons' chests, and Druids of the Claw transformed into giant bears, tackling demon guards to the ground. Bear-like creatures and mountain giants formed solid defensive lines to hold back the demon army.

The night elf archers in the rear drew their longbows to their full extent, and arrows rained down. Countless demons fell to the night elves' arrows. In terms of archery skills, even the high elf rangers could only call the night elf sentinels their seniors.

In the sky, a two-headed chimera, along with faerie dragons and hippogriff riders, launched a joint attack, making the night elves' lineup for this battle truly formidable.

For a moment, the two sides were locked in a stalemate on the third front, with countless ancient guardian treants launching barrages of boulders that relentlessly pounded down on the demon army.

Cenarius then confronted Archimonde, the demigod surrounded by verdant natural energy. "Archimonde, you have trampled the cradle of life, the greatness of nature. Mount Hyjal will not be your sacrifice for destruction; on the contrary, it will be your place of death."

Archimonde sneered, "So what if you're a demigod of the wilderness? You narrowly escaped death ten thousand years ago, but today, you will not escape your doom!"

"Oh, right, I almost forgot your father was a white stag! The wail of your father when I strangled him ten thousand years ago was truly beautiful. I'll strangle you in a moment." Archimonde raised his hand towards Cenarius, and a jet-black ray of fel energy erupted from it.

This ray is several times more terrifying than Annacelon's "Finger of Death".

Chapter 151 The Battle of Mount Hyjal: Breaking Fate, I Will Kill the Corruptor

Archimonde's words clearly enraged Cenarius, but Cenarius did not lose his temper. After all, he was tens of thousands of years old and not a child who would be easily provoked by such words.

Faced with Archimonde's Death Finger attack, Cenarius dared not be negligent and quickly summoned a shield made of ancient tree bark and thorns.

The moment the fel ray struck the shield, the bark emitted a piercing hissing sound.

The vibrant green natural energy collided violently with the dark evil energy, and the resulting shockwave instantly burned the surrounding trees.

The shield finally cracked, and the fel ray grazed Cenarius's shoulder, instantly charring his silver fur. Blood dripped from the wound and fell to the ground.

"Father!" The three jungle guardians immediately rushed forward, summoning sharp vines to entangle and attack Archimonde's legs.

But the attacks from the three Keepers of the Jungle were barely a scratch on Archimonde; how could such an attack possibly harm the great commander of the Burning Legion?

Archimonde simply waved his hand to extinguish the attacks of the three Forest Guardians, unleashing a powerful surge of fel energy that burned away the vines binding him.

"Utterly foolish. Do you think you're Cenarius the demigod or an archdruid? Don't embarrass yourselves with the power of nature at your level."