There were four trials left by Archimonde. With Akama and the others' strength, they could easily pass two of the first three trials. However, the trial that tested their intelligence and insight stumped Akama, whose thinking was rather straightforward.
These trials were originally prepared for the mages of the Arcane Academy, and with Archbishop Adal absent, Aurora was the only one among those present who was a legitimate mage.
Similar puzzle games like Connect Four were no challenge for her at all; they were just games. Her father had made her many similar educational toys when she was little.
While Akama single-handedly completed the Trial of Strength, and Yrel, Faria, and Samara brainstormed to complete the Trial of Courage, Aurora easily mastered the Trial of Wisdom, obtaining the final rune leading to the core of the Arcane Academy.
The final trial takes place within the core building of the Arcane Academy, and three trials must be completed to obtain the corresponding runes in order to open the final gate.
This trial is actually quite simple; all you need to do is defeat the lingering memories left behind by Archimonde before his fall.
Before receiving the Fel Energy from Sargeras, Archimonde was only at the bottom of the demigod level, and the memory remnants he left behind to deal with the trial were less than one-fifth the strength of his original body.
Although the trial stipulated that it could only be one-on-one, this did not pose a challenge to the elite Allied Forces officers.
Akama humbly declined, and Aurora, also an Arcanist, took charge of the final trial.
When Andreas, along with the miserable Twoworld Walker, used Shadowmeld to reach Akama and the others, Aurora's final, composed Pyroblast just happened to shatter Archimonde's afterimage.
After the afterimage disappeared, the Enlightenment Mark stored in the encrypted subplane emerged. Aurora used Blink to teleport to the side of the suspended gem and reached out to grasp the blue-purple gem.
Hehe~
Aurora turned around triumphantly and flashed a peace sign at her father who had just arrived. "Dad, I did my job well. Did I embarrass you?"
Andreas smiled and stepped forward, affectionately reaching out to gently stroke Aurora's nose with his finger.
"Well done, but don't get too cocky. The real challenge is just beginning."
Having successfully located the Zeals Ark and recovered the other two components of the Crown of the Governing Council, Andreas and his team have successfully completed their mission in MacAree.
Andreas wanted Twoworld Walker to join the raid on Burning Throne, but Twoworld Walker, who had previously been very submissive, firmly refused.
"Respected deity, please forgive me for refusing."
Fallen Titan Sargeras is not someone I can defeat head-on. I have so many things I want to do, so many places I want to go; I don't intend to lose my life here in vain.
The invincibility of Sargeras has been a consensus among the various high-ranking races in the material universe, so there is nothing shameful about Twoworld Walker admitting defeat.
Andreas didn't press him, entrusting him with the task of clearing out MacAree's remaining void power, before turning around and leaving the floating island with Akama and the others in a small spaceship.
Antoran Wastes remained largely unchanged, and the Burning Legion, reliant on nearby corpses, stubbornly delayed the Allied advance. Even Jarod couldn't come up with a good way to break the deadlock in this absolute head-on battle.
Thanks to Azshara's covert operations, the Krokuun front line is progressing very smoothly.
Mannoroth, the dim-witted Pit Lord, stubbornly held his ground on the bridge in front of Naskrath Fortress, refusing to yield even though he was covered in wounds.
Velen wasn't in a hurry to break through Mannoroth's defense. After all, they were just feigning an attack. It would be good if they could break through the defense, but they wouldn't force it if they couldn't.
As a violent energy storm suddenly erupted beneath Nasklas Fortress, the entire fortress' surface was ripped up from below by an unknown force.
"Da~"
A red hand with sharp claws emerged from the ground first, followed closely by the grim face that Mannoroth and other generals of the legion were very familiar with.
"Kiljaeden… Kiljaeden?!"
Mannoroth knew Kiljaeden's strength very well. Seeing him break free from the cage that Sargeras had personally set up, the usually fearless Pit Lord was so frightened that he stammered.
Kiljaeden and Archimonde had ruled the Burning Legion for tens of thousands of years, and the power they had accumulated was not so easily eliminated. Mannoroth was very clear about the cruel punishment he had inflicted on the deceiver, and instinctively showed his fear.
At this time, Kiljaeden was very weak, and his strength was less than one-third of his peak.
"Whoosh~"
Azshara led Kiljaeden out of the underground prison. Exhausted, Kiljaeden barely managed to maintain his composure, his imposing gaze sweeping over the Legion demons present.
Clang!
Many Eredar demons immediately dropped their weapons and respectfully knelt on one knee to pay homage to Kiljaeden.
Most of the Eredars were already dissatisfied with Kiljaeden's imprisonment. Now that the deceiver had successfully escaped Sargeras' control, after weighing the pros and cons, they chose to return to Kiljaeden's command.
Mannoroth wasn't very bright; he only knew how to obey orders from his superiors.
After the initial panic subsided, Mannoroth, the Nathrax's defensive commander, shouted, "What are you doing! Kiljaeden is very weak right now. Grab him again and put him back in the dungeon. Do you want to take a trip to the Witch Guild?"
"Shut up!" Azshara's eyes flashed with cold light, and he flicked his right index finger slightly, causing a small hole to appear in Mannoroth's huge forehead.
"ah!"
The mighty Pit Lord only had time to let out a scream before the rapidly expanding rectangular hole completely erased his head from the material world.
The headless Pit Lord swayed and collapsed weakly to the ground, while the surrounding demons screamed in terror.
Mannoroth Lord is dead again! Wait, why did I say "again"?
Ignoring the commotion, Kiljaeden's gaze pierced through the positions of the demons and Azeroth Allied Forces, landing directly on Velen, who stood with his staff at the rear of the allied forces, a complex expression on his face.
"After tens of thousands of years, you've finally reached a conclusion. Is your choice truly the right one for the Eredar civilization? Ha..."
Kiljaeden's bitter smile also left Velen feeling uneasy. He and Kiljaeden had once worked closely together, leading Eredar to peacefully develop their unique civilization in Argus.
Sargeras ' arrival changed everything, and the three leaders parted ways due to disagreements.
Kiljaeden and Archimonde always believed they were right, and Velen was just a cowardly traitor who dared not face reality.
This arbitrary imprisonment shattered Kiljaeden's last illusions and completely exposed his deep-seated suspicions about Sargeras.
Looking up at the flowing bands of Fel Energy and the dark green starry sky in the Argus sky, Kiljaeden chuckled self-deprecatingly, "What have we done for our homeland all these years? And what have we gotten in return?"
"In the end, was it just a nightmare full of deception and exploitation...?"
Although Turalyon explained the purpose of rescuing Kiljaeden to the members of the Army of the Light beforehand, the Army of the Light, who had fought against the deceiver for countless years, still found this unexpected turn of events somewhat hard to accept.
The former enemies who had fought tooth and nail have now become potential allies, a fact that even Archbishop Turalyon finds absurd.
However, setting aside factional biases and calmly reflecting on the situation, one has to admit that the decisions made by Azeroth Allied Forces leadership have some merit.
Kiljaeden has an extremely strong sense of self-esteem and an unparalleled thirst for revenge.
He worked tirelessly for Sargeras for countless years, only to be treated like a discarded dog after the hunt was over.
The deceiver's anger needed no provocation. From the moment he crawled out of the dungeon, Kiljaeden was determined to take revenge on Sargeras, to make him deeply realize how foolish and wrong his decision to abandon him had been.
Velen's attempts at persuasion were in vain. Kiljaeden, his anger burning calmly, reached a consensus with Azeroth Allied Forces.
He will use his influence within the legion to recruit as many rebels as possible to join the attack on Antoran Wastes.
On the other hand, Kiljaeden, Sargeras' former right-hand man and the Legion's former commander, brought crucial intelligence to the stalemated Azeroth Allied Forces.
...
Outside the Soul Forge on the Antoran Wastes front, which had just been captured by the Allied forces.
For the first time since their last confrontation, Andreas and Kiljaeden calmly gathered to discuss the attack on Burning Throne.
Kiljaeden could sense Andreas' unfathomable power and couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 and感慨.
'Is the advantage of tens of thousands of years being so easily leveled and surpassed? Is this the inevitable aftereffect of receiving this infusion of power?'
Soul Refining Furnace is near Burning Throne Antorus was only a bridge away, but this final stretch of distance stood like an insurmountable chasm before the Allied forces, and no matter how hard Jarod tried, he could not break through the Legion's defenses.
"The Evilfire Armory?"
After listening to Kiljaeden's suggestion, Andreas thoughtfully stroked his chin. "I remember this name. It seems to be one of the legion's strongholds located south of Antoran Wastes. Why are we being told to attack there?"
Kiljaeden habitually tapped his other arm with his sharp fingernails. "Because there is a secret passage leading into the interior of Antorus, which was secretly built by Archimonde when Burning Throne was first constructed."
"oh?"
Andreas looked at the deceiver meaningfully. "So, the defiler harbored resentment towards Sargeras from that time onward?"
"Hmph~"
Kiljaeden gave a cryptic smirk. "That's just Archimonde's nature. He won't let any opportunity slip by, and even his submission to the powerful Fallen Titan is only temporary for him."
Velen nodded and added, " Archimonde, before joining the Legion, was brave and resourceful. He was good at using his smooth way of handling things and his clever mind to seize every opportunity to stand out. I suspect that Sachiel's downfall is related to him."
Kiljaeden sneered, "But after joining the Legion and gaining immense power, Archimonde became arrogant, abandoning his once cautious plans and reveling in the thrill of crushing his enemies with overwhelming force."
Andreas didn't know what Velen and Kiljaeden had talked about; at least from the outside, it didn't seem like they were going to fight, nor did it show any signs of a previous battle.
'Could it be that Velen managed to persuade Kiljaeden...?'
Shaking his head to clear his mind of the jumbled thoughts, Andreas continued to ask Kiljaeden, "Tell me in detail, where is that secret passage? Does anyone else know where it is?"
"No."
Kiljaeden confidently stated, " Archimonde thought he was being very discreet, but I was the one who designed the Antorus structure. I quickly discovered his tricks, but I didn't tell anyone, including Sargeras."
'oh?'
Andreas looked at Kiljaeden with a half-smile.'So, you've been harboring rebellious intentions all along, haven't you?'
Kiljaeden ignored Andreas' gaze. "This secret passage has never been truly used since it was built. Archimonde, immersed in its powerful energy, has gradually forgotten his former ambitions."
"The secret passage is located inside the Evilfire Armory, leading directly to the central area inside Antorus."
Kiljaeden crouched down and used his sharp fingernails to draw a simple map of the interior of Burning Throne on the Fel Energy ground.
"The central area connects to portals leading to various regions of Antorus. To bring these portals under our control, we must first defeat them." Keepers Hasabel.
Kiljaeden made a point in the north-central part of Antorus, then moved his finger westward.
"After defeating Hasabel, the next target is the Antorus Command Council located within the Eye of the Legion, which controls all the defensive forces within Antorus."
"etc."
Andreas waved his hand to stop them. "As far as I know, Hasabel and the three members of the Command Council are all Eredars. Can't you find a way to persuade them to defect?"
"Highly unlikely."
Kiljaeden shook his head. " Eredar are also divided into many factions. Those Eredar who are qualified to be stationed in Antorus are all staunch supporters of Sargeras."
"Unless there is an exceptional reason, they will never betray the Demon King, and even if I try to persuade them to surrender, it will be useless."
After being rescued, Kiljaeden, before his strength had fully recovered, immediately set off with great enthusiasm throughout Krokuun and Antoran Wastes.
It was thanks to Kiljaeden's secret efforts to win over Eredar that Jarod was able to successfully advance the battle line to the Soul Forge, facing Burning Throne across the Fel Energy River.
It must be said that Kiljaeden's accumulated influence and prestige over tens of thousands of years are truly remarkable.
Apart from a few die-hard Sargeras within the Antorus throne, most Eredar demons chose to side with the deceiver, seeking revenge against the Sargeras who were increasingly alienating them from the core of the Legion.
As a potential race that Sargeras personally invited to join the Legion, Eredar made significant contributions to the Legion's founding.
The Legion's current FEL warships and various high-tech FEL Energy weapons were all designed by Eredar.
Without spaceships capable of traversing the universe to transport the Legion demons to various star sectors, Sargeras alone would need unwavering perseverance, hundreds or even thousands of times longer, to destroy the universe and acquire the territory that the Burning Legion currently occupies.
Because of Eredar's contribution in laying the foundation of the legions, Sargeras trusted and relied on them for tens of thousands of years. Kiljaeden and Archimonde, as leaders of Eredar, became the two giants whose status was second only to him.
However, this situation only lasted until Sargeras captured Pantheon. The soul of the Titans.
From then on, the demon king's reliance on Eredar plummeted.
Archimonde was never resurrected after his death, and Kiljaeden was neglected and imprisoned after a failed operation.
It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
Having enjoyed special treatment based on their genuine achievements, Eredar could not tolerate this humiliation. Under the persuasion of Kiljaeden, many of them, who were already resentful, quickly defected and joined the camp to overthrow Sargeras ' rule.
" Hasabel and the Antoran Council are both minor players."
Kiljaeden solemnly pointed his finger at the building sign at the northern end of the central area.
"The real focus starts here."
" Burning Throne actually refers to this building."
Kiljaeden drew a heavy circle on the architectural marker in the north: " The most trusted and valued Destructor of Sargeras." The Witch's Guild is located on the lower level of this building, and his own palace is situated in the Hall of the Soul of the World, above the Witch's Guild.
Turning his head to glance at Eonar, who remained at Mortal size, Kiljaeden continued, "Releasing the Titans' souls and letting them return to Pantheon is our only hope of defeating Sargeras."
" Sargeras' direct combat prowess is unmatched. The Titans, who are now just souls and suffering from torture, are no match for him. The only way to subdue him is with Pantheon's powerful equipment."
Eonar and Illidan had already planned this out.
Once the witch is defeated, the souls of the Titans will be released. The Demon Hunter will then activate the Sargerite Keystone, sending the Titans back to their lair, Pantheon.
"Oh, right."
Kiljaeden suddenly remembered something, touched his chin with his finger, and said, "My men have sent me bad news."
"The soul of Avenger Aggramar has been corrupted by Sargeras and the Witch, and has been subjugated to his will."
"If we want to defeat Sargeras, we'll probably have to get past Aggramar first."
'As expected...'
Andreas was not surprised by this. Although they had tried to make the most of the time, Antoran Wastes' tight defense had delayed them for too long, and Aggramar ultimately could not hold on.
Andreas tapped heavily on the core building of Burning Throne. "Now that the plan has been initially finalized, let's not waste any more time."
Andreas looked up at Velen and Turalyon. "Gentlemen, the task of breaking through Antorus' defensive barrier is now entrusted to you and the Army of the Light."
" Jarod, immediately move troops south and capture the Felfire Armory as soon as possible. We must invade Antorus before more Titan souls fall!"
"yes!"
...
With Eredar, a spy deliberately planted by Kiljaeden within Burning Legion, acting as an inside agent, Jarod, who commanded the army to change direction, managed to capture the Felfire Armory after some effort.
At this point, most of Antoran Wastes, except for Burning Throne, fell into the hands of the Allied forces.
The successful capture of the Evilfire Armory was entirely thanks to two skilled spies under Kiljaeden's command.
When Andreas saw the two women, Eredar, he immediately remembered their identities and names.
' The Eredar Twins, Saloras and Orestes.'
Strictly speaking, both of them are warlocks, one specializing in fire magic and the other specializing in shadow magic.
With their acting skills and rhetoric, the Eredar twins became Kiljaeden's most important spies. Whether it was the infiltration of orthodox spies or the unique advantages of female Eredars... well, they could complete their missions perfectly.
Noticing Andreas' gaze towards the Eredar twins, Kiljaeden's lips curled into a slight smile.
"You're interested in them? I can arrange to give you the Geminis; they're really 'useful'."
No, no, no.
Sensing the sudden sharp aura coming from behind, Andreas hurriedly and solemnly refused, "I'm just curious that two warlocks can do what Rogue is good at. I'm not interested in demons whose bodies are filled with Fel Energy."
Kiljaeden was just joking, and Andreas' refusal was not unexpected. He smiled indifferently and continued with his work.
"Phew~"
Andreas glanced at Shandris and Azshara subtly, while Shandris and Azshara simultaneously looked away.
Although Argus' various factions temporarily reached an agreement, the Army of the Light and the deceiver remained at odds.
Andreas deliberately separated them, with Velen acting as a lubricant, and followed the Zeals Ark.
The restored Crown of the Governing Council has been moved to the bridge of Zeals Ark, establishing a direct energy connection with Xera.
The Army of the Light piloted the Zeals Ark and took to the skies first, adjusting the energy supply lines and preparing to bombard Antorus' defensive barriers at any moment.
As Xera stated, Antorus' barrier was designed by Kiljaeden, and the deceiver knew exactly where the barrier's weakest point was.
With all preparations complete, the Zeals Ark, powered by Xera, emitted a dazzling light, hovering above the Antoran Wastes like a firefly in the night.
Turalyon carefully observed the Crown of the Council emitting a slight hum, and after confirming that the artifact was operating at maximum output under Velen's control, he shouted, "Now! Main gun, fire!"
The unique energy of the Crown of the Governing Council is channeled to the ship's main cannon system, where Xera converts it into attack energy. The three-colored energy beams rotate and intertwine, then erupt from the crystal-shaped main cannon of Zeals Ark.
"Boom!"
The entire Antoran Wastes shook violently as the two enormous forces collided, and faint, painful roars could be heard from the depths of Argus, which was already unstable.
"Smack!"
Struck by a powerful, opposing energy, the barrier that had held off the allied forces for days finally crumbled into pieces and vanished completely.
Jarod immediately used the ship's loudspeaker system to command the entire army, "The barrier has been broken! All troops, heed my command!"
"This is our final battle in our expedition to Argus. The peace of Azeroth, and even the universe, rests in our hands. All troops, attack!"
"oh!!"
Behind the Legion's warplanes and aerial arcane golems that blotted out the sky, the five Aspects led the dragons into flight, breathing dragon breath down at the Legion below while flying at low altitudes.
Meanwhile, Titan Constructs such as Earthen and Iron Dwarves also charged ahead under the orders of the Keepers, using their sturdy bodies to tear apart the enemy's formation for their comrades behind them.
Loken and Thorim together cast a spell to summon a large amount of lightning. These lightning bolts precisely avoided the Allied air units, jumping around the Legion fighters in a chain, causing countless drones to fall from the sky like dumplings.
Having defected to the Deceitor, Eredar, relying on his knowledge of his demonic brethren, secretly cast spells behind the Allied forces.
Andreas entrusted Jarod with all matters concerning the main battlefield, while Tyrande, stationed in orbit around the planet, commanded the flagship Enterprise, leading a heavily armored and heavily armed battleship to fend off the Legion's support fleet's frenzied counterattack.
"Hurry up!"
While Burning Legion focused on the main battlefield, Andreas and his elite assault team quietly followed Kiljaeden through a secret passage into Antorus.
Considering that the enemies they would face in Antorus were all powerful beings at the demigod level, Andreas streamlined his squad.
All combatants below the demigod level were eliminated, leaving only a few elites who followed the two gods into Burning Throne.
Turalyon and Velen had just rushed over from the Zeals Ark. After meeting up with Shandris, Illidan, and the others, they followed Kiljaeden with grave expressions, silently sneaking into the secret passage.
Andreas sensed the tense atmosphere of the raiding squad and exchanged a glance with Azshara beside him.
'No wonder they're so nervous, after all, we're facing at least two Fallen Titans...'
To ensure the suppression of the Legion's generals' combat power on the main battlefield, Loken and the other Keepers and Aspects were left behind. This also served to divert the Burning Legion's attention, making them believe that all of Azeroth Allied Forces' forces were attacking the main gate.
giver of life Eonar followed behind Andreas and the others, her expression equally grave.
This battle that raided Antorus is not only about the future of Azeroth, but will also have a profound impact on the entire universe.
Without Sargeras' unparalleled power to hold it back, the Burning Legion will inevitably fall apart. Even if Kiljaeden steps in to restrain it, nothing will change. As a result, the various civilizations and planets in the universe will have a precious time to recover.
Conversely, if Andreas and his glimmer of hope were extinguished on Antorus, and once the souls of the Titans were completely corrupted, no one in the entire universe would be able to stop the Burning Legion's mad, world-destroying journey.
Even true gods like Andreas, Azshara, and Eonar were under immense pressure, let alone demigods like Shandris and Turalyon.
With the traitor Kiljaeden as their guide, and under the Shadow Veil erected by Andreas, the group easily avoided the resurrected demon army and arrived at the teleportation hall guarded by Hasabel.
Since his last attempt to outsmart her failed, Hasabel has been completely confined to the hall by his colleagues in the Antoran Council.
Letting Eonar escape is a serious crime, and Sargeras is currently too busy to deal with it, but it's foreseeable that he'll settle accounts later.
Hasabel spent months in anxiety and tension, at times even hoping that Azeroth Allied Forces would be able to break through the Burning Throne.
Since we can't escape anyway, we might as well all die together.
But it's obvious to anyone with a brain that this is impossible. As one of the few Eredar closest to Sargeras, Hasabel was well aware of the Demon King's terrifying power.
There is no one in this world who can defeat Sargeras head-on.
"Sigh~"
Fantasizing about escaping the demon king's punishment in the future, Hasabel would occasionally let out a desperate and anxious sigh.
"boom!"
The explosion outside the teleportation hall roused the dejected Hasabel.
"Someone come here! What's going on outside?"
One of Hasabel's lieutenants bowed respectfully and explained, " Lord, intruders have breached this sacred temple, and my men are holding them off."
"Intruder?"
Hasabel frowned in confusion and asked, " Isn't Azeroth's army still outside Antorus? Where did the invaders come from?"
"Well... we don't know either."
Before Hasabel could gather further intelligence, a sudden spatial fluctuation in the hall made her instinctively spread her fleshy wings and assume a defensive posture.
"This familiar spatial fluctuation… I have a bad feeling."
"Whoosh~"
A small squad of fewer than ten people appeared before Hasabel, and the tallest of them, a red-skinned demon, caused Hasabel's pupils to contract sharply.
" the deceiver Kiljaeden?! How could you…?
"Further discussion is pointless."
Kiljaeden waved his hand authoritatively, interrupting Hasabel's astonished questioning, and stared intently at Hasabel as he delivered his ultimatum.
"I'm giving you two choices: abandon your loyalty to Sargeras and submit to me, or... die!"
"Forehead..."
Hasabel subtly glanced at the person next to Kiljaeden.
These people all appeared to be Mortal, but when Hasabel's gaze fell on Eonar's metallic skin, even the well-informed portal guardian paused for a second.
" giver of life" Eonar?!
Hasabel felt her mind go blank; the most unlikely combination was now right before her eyes.
Due to Andreas' intelligence blackout order, news of Kiljaeden's escape had not yet reached Antoran Wastes.
Hasabel, entrusted with the important task of overseeing all of the Legion's teleportation missions by Sargeras, is certainly not a dimwit.
She quickly sorted out her thoughts, but at the same time, feelings of horror and hope arose in her heart.
' The Titans are teaming up with the Legion Commanders? This... could they really pull it off?'
Kiljaeden raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw the uncertain expression on Hasabel's face.
The deceiver was just going through the motions of persuading the enemy to surrender, but he unexpectedly discovered... that it seemed to be working?
" Hasabel, I'll ask you one last time, surrender, or die?"
Hasabel's mind was in turmoil. After a brief weighing of the pros and cons, her gaze darted back and forth between Andreas and the others.
"Dear The Deceiter, I have a question I would like to have answered."
Kiljaeden crossed his arms and calmly uttered a single word.
"explain."
Hasabel's eyes flickered. "I want to know, are you really confident you can defeat Sargeras? Where does your confidence come from?"
"Excuse my rudeness, but with only you and the extremely weak Eonar... I'm afraid you're not enough, are you?"
Kiljaeden's lips curled into a smile. He knew the other party was already interested, but was unable to make a final decision for the time being due to Sargeras' terrifying personal strength.
Azshara still remembered this enemy who was quite adept at spatial magic below the god level, after all, she had just recently had a battle with Hasabel from afar.
However, despite being called a contest, it was really just a one-sided beating.
Azshara stepped forward with her long legs, and with a half-smile, reached out a hand from Hasabel's side and gently touched her outstretched wings.
"who?!"
Hasabel tensed all her muscles and leaped backward. An unknown enemy had somehow managed to manipulate the space without her noticing, and... this spatial fluctuation felt strangely familiar to her.
" Eredar, how long has it been? Have you already forgotten my punishment?"
Azshara looked at Hasabel with a mocking smile. "Or perhaps the lesson learned at Sanctum of Life wasn't enough? I wouldn't mind showing you something new again."
"What?"
Hasabel pursed her lips and asked incredulously, "You were the one who injured me before... Could it be that you have already entered the realm of gods?"
"It's not just me."
Azshara smiled and pulled Andreas' left hand, trying to draw him to her side.
But at that moment, Shandris suddenly grabbed her husband's right hand, and Andreas was embarrassed as the two of them pulled him open with his hands spread apart.
"Um?"
Azshara narrowed his eyes and looked at Shandris with an unfriendly expression.
Shandris glared back defiantly, their intense gazes sparking a fire between them, causing Andreas, caught in the middle, to roll his eyes.
Using a fleeting burst of Chaos Power, Andreas deftly broke free from their pull, his imposing aura vanishing in an instant.
Hasabel sensed the power of another deity, and a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.
"I surrender."
Hasabel, finally bowing his head and kneeling before Kiljaeden in submission, submitted to his will.
" The Sanctum of Life has already offended the Antoran Council and Sargeras. Rather than living in fear and waiting to be punished by the Witch afterward, I might as well put my bet on the two gods and go all out."
Hasabel is willing to provide Kiljaeden with Lord, I pledge my loyalty; from now on, Your will will guide my path.
Andreas smirked. 'You chickened out quickly, but that's fine too; it saves us a lot of time.'
Although the underlying reason for Hasabel's decisive backing down is unclear, Andreas infers from her words that it is related to Hasabel's unauthorized actions in the Sanctum of Life.
Kiljaeden's fall from power made most of the legion's officers eager to take over his vacant commander position, and Hasabel was just one of them.
Although not intentional, Hasabel's solo actions ultimately led to Eonar's successful escape, a grave mistake that Sargeras, who was determined to corrupt all Titans, could not forgive.
'The rescue of Sanctum of Life happened more than three months ago, and Hasabel is still alive and kicking, holding down her own defensive zone, which means...'
On his way from the teleportation hall toward the Eye of the Legion, Andreas pondered, ' Sargeras has never been able to find the time to keep an eye on the affairs of the Burning Legion?'
A definitive answer can be obtained by questioning Hasabel: Aggramar has indeed submitted to Sargeras ' will and should now be taking up residence in the Hall of the Soul of the World.
The Hall of the Soul of the World is not only Sargeras' palace, but also Argus'... The sleeping place of Azeroth, the most important area of the Burning Throne.
' Aggramar has already been corrupted, and the Burning Legion has gained another Fallen Titan as reinforcement. Logically, Sargeras should be able to slow down the corruption of the other Titans' souls.'
'Is he still not at ease and intends to bring all the Titans under his command at once, or perhaps...'
Just as Andreas was speculating about Sargeras' modus operandi, a tremendous howling sound suddenly came from the sky above Antorus.
A sudden surge of alertness rose within him, and without further ado, Andreas instinctively decided to use Shadowmeld to escape.
However, before that, Azshara, who had been on high alert, first activated a teleportation technique, taking the group several hundred meters away.
"boom!!"
A tremendous impact resounded from the Antorus central area, and a huge cloud of dust rose from the direction where Andreas and the others had been advancing, as if some kind of supermassive weapon had forcefully slammed into the ground.
"No." Andreas squinted at the epicenter of the impact, which was covered in thick smoke and dust. "That wasn't a weapon, but…"
"call!"
A giant sword engulfed in flames was swung, creating a gust of wind that dispersed all the dust near the point of impact.
A giant, about the same size as Keepers, stood proudly, holding a longsword. His skin was like obsidian permeated with magma, with dark red cracks running through his black skin.
The iconic winged helmet covering most of his face, along with the highly recognizable broken sword, were enough to identify this giant to everyone present.
Eonar murmured heavily, " Aggramar..."
Yes, this giant with eyes burning with fierce flames is none other than Aggramar, the Titan warrior of Pantheon.
At this moment, Aggramar showed no trace of the peaceful demeanor he possessed as a Titan; instead, he exuded a tyrannical and threatening aura, as frenzied as a beast.
Andreas looked solemnly at the ferocious-looking Avenger and whispered to Azshara beside him, "Send the rest of you to the next destination. We'll stay here and deal with Aggramar."
Azshara nodded silently, activating his spatial powers to their fullest extent. The three assault team members, who were not true gods, disappeared in a burst of teleportation light and appeared in front of the Legion's Eye gate on the west side of Antorus the next second.
"What?!"
Sensing the change in his surroundings, Turalyon gripped his great royal sword tightly, ready to charge back into the fray and rejoin the battle.
"etc!"
Velen quickly grabbed the archbishop's shoulder. "We still have a mission to complete. Let's move on. This is a battle that beings below the level of gods cannot participate in."
Before the Antoran Council of Command collapsed, Legion demons within Antorus continued to rise and, under their command, once again rushed to the battlefield.
With Kiljaeden's rebellion and Sargeras temporarily refraining from taking charge, the Antoran Grand Council, located in the Eye of the Legion, became the temporary command center for all demons.
"Phew~ I got it."
Turalyon was also an excellent commander, and he quickly calmed down after Velen's reminder.
Guided by Kiljaeden, the demigod squad tore through the defenses of the Antorus elite guards and plunged into the Eye of the Legion.
Before entering the gate, Shandris turned back and took a deep look at the battlefield of the gods that had already begun.
' Andreas, I believe you can achieve victory, and... Azshara, I'm leaving Andreas in your care for now.'
...
Without the cover provided by Andreas' Shadow Veil, the assault team had no choice but to fight their way up through thorns and brambles.
But compared to the pressure faced by Andreas and his two companions, dealing with mere grunts was a very easy battle.
"boom!"
Aggramar slammed his greatsword down heavily onto the ground in the central region of Antorus.
The upper half of the broken sword is engulfed in an inextinguishable crimson flame, and the blood-red gem at the hilt provides immense power to this formidable artifact.
The ground of Antorus was completely cleaved open by Aggramar's attack, and large swathes of shattered land fell into the Fel Energy pool below.
In just a few months, Eonar, who was now only a soul and extremely weak, was far from recovering to his best condition.
However, compared to her helplessness in Sanctum of Life, she can at least exert some combat power on the battlefield now.
A vibrant green shield of life force enveloped the three of them, keeping the sparks flying as Aggramar wielded his divine sword outside the shield.
Don't underestimate these seemingly insignificant sparks; even a tiny droplet falling to the ground can create a massive fire tornado.
"Intruder, die!"
Aggramar unleashed powerful attacks with his mighty sword, each strike causing irreversible damage to the surrounding environment.
"Tsk!"
Seeing the Avengers' powerful attack coming again, Andreas held nothing back, slamming his hand on the cracked earth corroded by Fel Energy, and infusing it with Chaos Power.
A silver-gray wall of unknown material rose from the ground. The greatsword struck the wall and was thwarted for the first time, the two colliding with a dull thud.
"Hmm?"
Unprepared, Aggramar exerted too much force and was pushed back two steps by the recoil.
Taking advantage of the situation, Eonar summoned vigorous, thick vines from the lifeless ground to temporarily bind Aggramar's legs.
Azshara also changed his hand gestures in an attempt to reverse the space around Aggramar, banishing the Fallen Titan to an unknown alternate dimension.
"Drink it!"
Aggramar roared, the flames on his longsword burning away the vines infused with Eonar's life force, and he unleashed an astonishing aura, breaking free from Azshara's spatial distortion spell.
"Be very careful!"
Eonar stared intently at the greatsword with terrifying power and said, "That's a component of a cosmic artifact, Tsarach. We absolutely cannot take that sword's attack head-on."