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MTL - Azeroth Shadow of the Moon-Chapter 808 Mannoroth is dead again!
There are a total of four trials left by Archimonde. With the strength of Akama and others, it is not a big problem to forcefully pass two of the first three trials, except for one that tests intelligence and insight. Refinement stumped Akama, who had a relatively straight thinking circuit.
These trials were originally prepared for the mages of the Mystic Academy. In the absence of Archbishop Osar, only Aurora was born as an orthodox mage among the people present.
Wisdom trials similar to Lianliankan are not difficult for her at all.
When Akama completed the strength trial with one-on-three, and Yriel, Faria, and Samara brainstormed to complete the courage trial, Aurora also easily completed the wisdom trial and got the key to the secret school. The last rune in the core area.
The last trial was held in the core building inside the Mystic Academy, and it was necessary to pass three trials to obtain the corresponding runes to open the final gate.
This trial is actually very simple, all you need to do is defeat the afterimage left by Archimonde before his fall.
Before accepting the infusion of Sargeras' evil energy, Archimonde was only at the bottom of the demigod's strength, and the memory afterimage he left to cope with the trial was only less than one-fifth of his body's strength.
Although the content of the trial stipulates that it can only be one-on-one, it is not difficult for the elite-gathered coalition officers.
With Akama's humility, Aurora, who is also an arcanist, is in charge of the final trial.
When Andrea brought the hard-working double-world walker to Akama and the others by using the shadow shuttle, Aurora's last calm and calm Pyroblast just happened to disperse Archimonde's afterimage.
After the afterimage disappeared, the Enlightenment Seal stored in the Encrypted Subplane emerged. Aurora used the flash technique to teleport to the side of the suspended gem, and reached out to hold the blue-purple gem.
"Hey~"
Aurora proudly turned around and gestured scissors to her father who had just arrived, "Father, fortunately, I didn't disgrace you, didn't I embarrass you?"
Andrea walked forward with a smile, stretched out her fingers dotingly and scratched Aurora's nose.
"Well done, but don't be too complacent, the real difficulties will start from now."
After successfully finding Zenidar and recovering the other two components of the Crown of the Ruling Group, the mission of Andrea and others in Mac'Aree was successfully completed.
Andrea wanted the double-world walker to join the raid on the Burning Throne, but the double-world walker, who had been very submissive before, firmly shook his head and refused.
"Dear God, please forgive me for refusing."
"The fallen titan Sargeras cannot be defeated head-on. I still have a lot of things to do and places to go. I don't intend to lose my life here in vain."
The invincibility of Sargeras has reached a consensus among the high-ranking races in the material universe, and it is not something to be ashamed of if the dual-world walker admits to be cowardly.
Andrea didn't force him, and entrusted him to continue cleaning up Mac'Aree's remaining void power, then turned around and left the floating island in a small spaceship with Akama and others.
The Antoran wasteland has not changed much, and the nearby Burning Legion is still tenaciously delaying the advancing speed of the coalition forces. Even Jarod can't think of any good way to break the situation in this absolutely tough battle.
Under Azshara's covert actions, the front line of Krokuun is progressing very smoothly.
Mannoroth, the dim-witted abyss lord, was still sticking to the bridge in front of the Naskras Fortress, unwilling to get out of the way even though his body was covered with scars.
Velen wasn't in a hurry to break through Mannoroth's defense. Anyway, they were just pretending to attack. It's a good thing to be able to break through the defense. If they can't, they don't force it.
With the sudden violent energy storm erupting underground in the Naskras Fortress, the ground of the entire fortress was lifted from below by an unknown force.
"Dah~"
A red palm with sharp claws protruded from the ground first, followed by the familiar gloomy faces of Mannoroth and other senior army generals.
"Ki...ki...Kil'jaeden?!"
Mannoroth knew Kil'jaeden's strength very well. Seeing him escape from the cage that Sargeras personally arranged, the abyss lord, who was fearless in the past, stuttered a little in fright.
Kil'jaeden and Archimonde have led the Burning Legion for tens of thousands of years, and the accumulated power is not so easy to eliminate. Mannoroth's cruel punishment for fraudsters is very clear, and he instinctively shows fear.
In fact, Kil'jaeden was very weak at this time, and his strength was less than one-third of his peak.
"唰~"
Azshara led Kil'jaeden to transfer out of the underground prison. Kil'jaeden, who was very exhausted, barely supported his own shelf, and his majestic eyes swept over the legion demons present.
"Clang!"
Many eredar demons dropped their weapons on the spot and respectfully knelt on one knee to salute Kil'jaeden.
Most of the eredar were already dissatisfied with Kil'jaeden's imprisonment. Now that the fraudster escaped Sargeras' shackles, after weighing the pros and cons, they chose to return to Kil'jaeden's command.
Mannoroth's brain is not working well, he only knows how to obey the orders given by his superiors.
After the initial panic, Mannoroth, who was the defense general of Nathrax, ordered loudly, "What are you doing! Kil'jaeden is very weak now, arrest him and put him back in the dungeon, you want to go to the Witch Council Take a turn?"
"Noisy!" Azshara's eyes flashed coldly, and with a flick of her right index finger, a small hole appeared in Mannoroth's huge forehead.
"what!"
The powerful abyss lord only had time to let out a scream, and the rapidly expanding rectangular cavity completely wiped his head from the material world.
The abyss lord who lost his head swayed weakly and fell to the ground. The demons around UU reading www.uukanshu.com screamed in horror.
"Lord Mannoroth is dead again! Huh? Why did I say again?"
Kil'jaeden ignored the commotion at the scene, his eyes passed through the positions of the demons and the Azeroth coalition forces, and fell directly on Velen who was standing behind the coalition forces, with a very complicated look in his eyes.
"It took tens of thousands of years to reach a conclusion. Is your choice really correct for Eredar civilization? Heh..."
Kil'jaeden's bitter smile made Velen feel very uncomfortable. He and Kil'jaeden once cooperated sincerely and jointly led the eredar to develop their own characteristic civilization in Argus.
The arrival of Sargeras changed everything, and the three leaders parted ways due to disagreements.
In the past, Kil'jaeden and Archimonde had always believed that they were right, and Velen was just a coward who betrayed his faith and dared not face reality.
This inexplicable captivity shattered Kil'jaeden's last fantasy, and completely exposed his deepest suspicions about Sargeras.
Looking up at the bands of fel energy flowing in the sky of Argus and the dark green starry sky, Kil'jaeden smiled self-deprecatingly, "What have we done to our hometown over the years? What have we got in exchange for it?" ?”
"After all, is it just a nightmare full of deception and exploitation..."
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