Chapter 2080 The End of Kil'jaeden

"No! You can't do this! Do you think you who destroyed Master Sargeras' most powerful servant will have a good ending?" Kil'jaeden screamed crazily, waving his claws and launching powerful evil attacks one after another. technique.

It's a pity it's useless.

"Ouch! Look at your father's heroic appearance." The wolf god Goldrinn was the first to pounce on Kil'jaeden without fear of death. He bit Kil'jaeden's wing fiercely.

"Fart! I don't have a father like you! My father is Llane Wrynn!" Varian showed no weakness at all. As a warrior, all his anger exploded, making him jump fifty meters high. When he rushed to At the highest point, he held his swords upside down and carved two sad gashes from top to bottom on Kil'jaeden's red wings.

"Ah!" Kil'jaeden roared.

Kil'jaeden waved his evil claws, trying to destroy these two little nuisances.

Who knew that the powerful Frost Guardian Hodir didn't want to talk to him, so he threw Tortola, the turtle god, at him. The large turtle shell felt like a large slipper, and it slapped on Kil'jaeden's face, causing a nosebleed on the spot.

Just as Egg was trying to get rid of the big turtle pressing on his face, the furbolg brother Ursok Ursol rushed over and hugged his thighs tightly.

Well, it’s so *huggable!

Of course, while holding him, he kept chewing on the devil's hooves with his sharp teeth.

"Ahhh!"

In a hurry, Kil'jaeden saw Odin's Great Sword of Holy Light and Thorim's Thunder Hammer coming towards him. He had no choice but to activate a magic shield to strengthen his arms and resist the two attacks.

The price he paid was that the middle door was wide open, and his legs involuntarily knelt down under the super heavy pressure.

"Let's go!" Gavin Rad, who had been with Duke for too long and learned a Chinese accent, activated the New Wind Sword and hit the huge crystal dwarf Magni* Bronzebeard like a cannonball into the face of Kil'jaeden who had just escaped from Tortola. superior.

Brother Egg is also a vicious person. Seeing that he couldn't dodge or defend, he actually bit Magni's shoes.

If it had been any other hero, he would probably have been "chicken-flavored, crunchy!" on the spot.

Magni is the demigod of the earth!

The body is made of crystal and is extremely hard.

On the spot, it became "tasteless and the teeth are broken". Two of the fangs were broken when the egg was chewed on the spot.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

This is just the beginning, not the end.

Draenei hero Maraad wielded the Paladin artifact [Silver Hand] and slashed Kil'jaeden's neck. When Dandan was frightened, he no longer cared so much. He tilted his head and used one of his beards that looked like Tintin to attack.

Unexpectedly, they were coming one after another. As soon as he defeated Maraad, Saidan Dathrohan, one of the Five Silver Saints, waved the Paladin artifact [Fire of Justice] with a specialized appearance, and struck the sky hard, knocking the egg out of the sky. His chin was lifted up, revealing his red neck.

At this time, Tirion Fordring's [Ashbringer] made the first cut. The bright golden light shone throughout the entire hall.

It's a pity that even as powerful as [Ashbringer], it can't cut through the dense fel energy in the first strike, which greatly strengthens Kil'jaeden's neck in defense.

It doesn’t matter, there’s still another player.

Turalyon wielded [Quel'Zalam], which was inherited from Anduin Lothar, the first warrior of Azeroth, and struck with all his strength.

Thousands of miles in the sky, the past is like smoke.

Back then, the Dark Portal was opened due to Kil'jaeden's malicious conspiracy. In Elwynn Forest, a brave warrior held up [Quel'Zalam] and said "No!" to the invaders.

36 years have passed, and the old warrior who once held this unique artifact has passed away for many years.

The next master who inherited his holy sword and his will stood in front of the conspirator and wielded the last sword symbolizing resistance.

This is more like a reincarnation of cause and effect.

Where there is a cause, there is an effect!

Where there is a beginning, there is an end!

When Kil'jaeden's ugly red head flew into the air and spun around in the air, the Burning Legion commander still didn't believe it: "No...possible!"

"Hmph!" Odin stabbed Kil'jaeden's bloody neck with his sword, ending the evil leader's last chance of survival.

If Argus still can't handle it, maybe in ten or a hundred years, this evil demon will appear in front of all living beings in Azeroth, spreading fear and despair, right?

but……

At this moment, a voice was broadcast to all channels and the world through the magic network connecting all of Azeroth.

It was a triumphant voice that felt like it could make people grit their teeth in anger at any time.

"Yo! Compatriots of all races in Azeroth!"

"If you desire a miracle, desire it to the end."

"If you are willing to worship a hero, then please worship until the end."

"If you are willing to believe in Duke, then... please believe in him until the end."

"I... Duke Marcus! When have I ever let you down? Not in the past! Not now! Not in the future!"

"Yes! That's right! I, Duke, am so handsome!"

As the last word fell, it appeared on all the magic mirrors, and even on the large virtual images projected on the clouds, it was Duke's face.

Perhaps, this face with relatively ordinary curves but still a bit of temperament is still a little short of being 'handsome'.

However, the smiling face of a confident alliance commander is undoubtedly the greatest boost to the soldiers and the people in this desperate situation!

From the establishment of the league to now, as long as Duke smiles and says "no problem", then it is no problem.

This is already an iron rule.

The meaning of victory represented by this smile has long been ingrained in the hearts of all beings.

In the picture, Duke appears in the Tomb of Sargeras.

In front of him, an illusory image of the Great Demon was struggling in mid-air. It was the soul of Kil'jaeden, one of the culprits.

"Dear Kil'jaeden, where else do you want to be resurrected? Look at what I have here?" What Duke holds in his hand is a demon statue that doesn't seem to be anything special. It's about the size of a palm, and it's just the same size as Kil'jaeden. They look exactly the same.

"No! It's impossible! Isn't this thing in Argus the Destroyer?" Kil'jaeden's soul was terrified: "He is a fallen titan! You can't defeat him!"

Duke shrugged: "Yes, even if I am promoted to true god, I cannot be an opponent of a Titan. If the Titans of the Pantheon lend me their power, that is another matter."

Argus the Annihilator is, after all, a defective Titan whose power has been emasculated. With the help of the veteran Titans headed by Aman'Thul, destruction is just a snap.

Only Titans can take care of Titans. This sentence seems to be correct until this moment.

Kil'jaeden was afraid, he was terrified. Although his boss, Mr. Sa, is right on top of the planet, water far away cannot save the fire nearby!

If Duke wants to destroy him, all he has to do is crush the statue that contains the core of his soul.

As if talking to himself, Duke smiled and said: "You don't want to be destroyed? Okay! You can try to beg me. Maybe I will be merciful and accept your surrender just like I accepted the Eredar twins."

"Wait, Duke, don't let him go." The guardians became anxious.

Instead, a group of mortal heroes waited to watch the show with malicious expressions.

Kil'jaeden knew that it was probably a trap, and he also knew that the other party was probably trying to tease him, but his shameless desire to survive exploded.

The twisted soul of the egg cried sadly: "I...I beg you, Master Duke."

"Well, it's a nice scream, but unfortunately my ears are a bit weak. It's probably because there's too much Argus dust and it's clogged my ears." Duke made a gesture of picking out his ears.

After that, there was a "click" sound, and Kil'jaeden, the majestic commander of the Burning Legion, fell into endless darkness. His consciousness was completely annihilated and disappeared from this universe forever...