Although the universe is vast, civilizations born in different worlds on different planets always have similarities, and the carrier races of their civilizations also have social acquaintances, so although Archimonde is urgent, he is not impatient.
Ask the polluter why he is calm, and sigh that there is no other way but the familiarity of his hands.
DIO may remember how many pieces of bread he has eaten, but Archimonde really cannot remember how many worlds he has destroyed.
From the initial unbearability and confusion to appreciation and praise, after tasting the joy of killing the world, Archimonde finally returned to ordinary.
The Burning Crusade is, after all, just the master’s mission.
Boasting how many worlds he has destroyed is just an ignorant country devil pretending to be high-end. Who cares about the real devil?
At least Archimonde doesn't care. He's obsessed with Azeroth just because the planet has lost Sargeras' face.
Boss Sha cares. As the second-in-command of the legion, Archimonde must care whether he really wants to save face or not. Anyone who doesn’t care means that he doesn’t give face to Boss Sa. If he doesn’t give Boss Sa face, he doesn’t take the Burning Legion seriously and doesn’t want to mess with him. Yes, you are asking for death!
So Archimonde stole his brother Kil'jaeden's project and came to Azeroth.
To him, there is no difference between destroying Azeroth and destroying other worlds. They are all just for performance and to seek favor from the king.
The Eredar were not the only civilization other than the Void Demons to join the Burning Legion, but Sargeras really had nothing to say to Archimonde and Kil'jaeden, who had outstanding business abilities, and directly gave them the status of partners of the Legion. And the power and knowledge to match.
This led to the expansion of Archimonde's ambitions.
The Burning Crusade is a crusade of Sargeras' faith and a crusade of Archimonde's strength.
During the 30,000 years of the expedition, Archimonde's passionate worship of Sargeras gradually evolved into superficial respect.
Because apart from the accumulation of power, Archimonde believes that there is no longer an essential difference in life between himself and Sargeras.
So the moment Nordrassil, the world tree, was perceived by Archimonde, destroying Azeroth was no longer his top priority.
Not only was he not in a hurry to destroy Azeroth, Archimonde also deliberately gave the remnants of the night elves time to assemble, gave all those who opposed him in Kalimdor space to deal with, and also gave fear A stage where demon kings display their skills.
All for circling the tree!
Archimonde must hide his true intentions, both from his legion of demons and from hostile night elves and wild demigods.
He doesn't want to be crushed by meaningless absolute power, Archimonde just wants stable happiness.
What if those unlucky night elves blow up the World Tree like they did the Well of Eternity?
Not only to prevent the natives of Azeroth from blowing up trees, but also to prevent his subordinates from picking peaches, Archimonde became increasingly cautious.
Once the Cautious Demon thought carefully, he came to the conclusion that my brother’s toys are really fun.
No, it's the Scourge that's really useful.
Because the Immortal Plague Army does not have the ability to directly absorb the huge magic power contained in the World Tree that once belonged to the Well of Eternity.
Therefore, in addition to sending the Dread Lord to create chaos and spy on intelligence, Archimonde's other job in Silithus is to create and gather more undead plague armies.
It's easy to say that in order to guard against the Qiraji, the night elves gathered 30,000 elites to serve as sentries.
Now these night elves have become training materials for necromancers.
Gather the troops, this one is simple, play magic, Defiler is professional.
Because he didn't want to waste his magic power, Kel'Thuzad expressed his infinite admiration for Archimonde with gratitude. He used the newly learned spells to kill the Zerg everywhere, and used their corpses to perform magic sacrifices, thus opening the The portal across the entire continent directly mobilized the elite undead troops of Northrend's Frozen Crown.
In fact, purely in terms of military strength, it is obvious that Lordaeron has more troops.
But would Kel'Thuzad dare to tell Archimonde?
Tell the boss, we still have an army of millions of undead that have rebelled, let’s go deal with it!
Kel'Thuzad just lost his brain, not his mind was frozen.
Moreover, Archimonde really doesn't care about the strength of the troops. What he values is precisely that the undead natural disasters have no brains and are easy to control.
Archimonde the Defiler was just waiting for the night elves to concentrate their strength so that he could defeat the enemy with one move.
His motionless posture really misled the night elves.
When he heard that Silithus had less than 20,000 Burning Legion demons and an ever-increasing number of Scourge troops, Fandral Staghelm made the wrong judgment—Archimonde did not have enough troops. strength.
Fandral Staghelm's idea is exactly what most night elves think. Using this idea as a starting point, quickly gathering troops to defeat the enemy is the best tactical choice.
Kalimdor has tens of millions of night elves, with more than 400,000 active troops. When the top leadership reached a consensus (the top leader and his wife were absent), Cenarius also agreed to the battle plan.
In just ten days, 100,000 combat troops were assembled in Feather Moon Fortress and marched towards Silithus.
After another ten days of fighting and marching, the night elves arrived at the destroyed Cenarion Fortress.
One day later, while the night elf generals were still placing soldiers to reconnoiter the enemy and repair the fortress defense system, Archimonde had completed his evil magic.
Without warning, the gravity from the planet suddenly lost its effect. Except for a few night elves inside the solid building, they were knocked to the ceiling by the sudden repulsion. Other night elf warriors and debris around them flew into the sky one after another. .
In just a few seconds, this repulsive force disappeared again. Except for a few druids with the ability to fly, they transformed into storm ravens, and elves rained down from the sky.
"What a sweet sound."
Archimonde's magic is always so full of twisted artistic beauty, and one hundred thousand night elves killed ninety-seven thousand people.
Kel'Thuzad was already ready. After enjoying an extremely vivid Ark magic show, the undead plague army, under the supervision of the demon warlord (who was lazy to watch the fun), launched a siege against the night elf survivors.
In this battle, less than a hundred people from the night elf army escaped.
Archimonde said in a flat tone that was not worth mentioning: "Now that we have the raw materials, if we transform these elves, the opponent's strength will be more than this next time."
Kel'Thuzad paid the demon lord a apprentice's respect.
Blocking messages is not a skill unique to the Alliance, Night Elves can do it as well.
The defeated troops who narrowly escaped death were placed under house arrest. One hundred thousand warriors died without a fight. The crusade was almost completely wiped out. The higher-ups shocked the ignorance of the lower-level. Fandral Staghelm sent a messenger to Tyrande and sent a druid apprentice to Mara. Furion's sleeping place prepares to wake up the teacher.
The problem arose, and Stuck Helmet felt that he couldn't handle it.
At this time, Carlos and his friends had just arrived off the coast of Suramar in the Broken Islands on the 3.0 Pro version of the Enterprise.
He was going to ask the Sha'dorei elf to borrow another portal.
