The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

In the dark and torn sky, green light shot out. The brave and fearless black dragon used its claws to block the attack. It felt no pain at all with just a hole.

"Haha, do you two think you can accomplish anything by fighting with me here?"

"Oh, Holy Light, evil energy can withstand a single blow. Only Holy Light will last forever!"

Holy Light stretched his claws, Arthas sealed his mouth again, and a breath of hot flaming dragon shot out.

Anaselon, who could not be defeated and refused to give up his air superiority, hated the enemy who was not on flat ground and preparing for the final battle.

The small soldier general held back his powerful teammates, while the demon focused on dealing with the two legendary dragon grasshoppers.

Delaying time, just delaying time like this, he was so angry that he and Jaina were extremely upset.

It's not that there are no trump cards, but there is only a little time left. Who could have thought that a demigod Nathrezim would appear?

"No matter how you guess, you can't defeat me, and you can't escape your predetermined fate."

"Mal'Ganis and Tichondrius lost their lives because they looked down on you. I will not make the same mistake a third time."

"What bad luck! I don't come here to listen to people like you nagging all day long!"

With a roar, the four elements of water, wind, fire and earth gathered together and surrounded Anetheron from all sides. Violet Arcane stood in the middle, blocking Anetheron's way.

Although Anetheron had seen several similar blocking methods, Jaina still found an answer among a hundred mistakes based on her passion.

"Drink!"

Feeling that his torso was tied by an invisible chain and he was stuck in place, unable to leave, Anaselon's face changed and he roared and struggled.

"I heard that demons like you will die if you don't brag. I want to see it today."

With an icy breath from her mouth and deep blue pupils filled with murderous intent, Jaina waved her dragon claws and a rolling golden, red and blue dragon ball turned into a spear, stabbing upwards with great force.

There was a void below the demigod demon who was about to break free from his restraints. Today, Arthas was going to give Anetheron an explosive end. It was not like he had never fought a demigod before.

"There is no move that will become ineffective after one use. Moves only depend on the occasion and the target, not the number of times they are used."

Hearing Arthas' provocation, Anetheron's body suddenly grew larger, breaking through Jaina's blockade once again, and a beam of fel energy star-pointed light shot down the "thick-skinned" blue dragon.

As a member of the dragon clan, this blue dragon has no confidence in its own defense. It fills up various defensive magics, which is in typical inverse proportion to the thick-skinned black dragon rushing over.

After completing this action, Anaselon clasped his fists together, moved his arms backward, and then swung them forward.

The dark green evil energy shone brightly, carrying him with it the three mixed energies that were hiding from the dragon ball.

Aside from the roaring explosion, Anaselon slapped the dragon's head and angrily said, "Is this why I can't kill you, little dragon?!"

What little dragon? Have you ever seen a young black dragon like me after evolution? !

If you have the ability, be gentle, don't dodge and taste the three-color explosion. Give me a chance... uh...

Anetheron broke the new restraints imposed by Jaina with one punch, and with a flash of fel energy, he came to the dragon tail of Arthas and held the tail of the legendary young dragon tightly with both hands.

After spinning in the air ten times in a row, the black dragon was burned by the chaotic evil energy in Anetheron's hands. It screamed in pain, felt dizzy, and could not tell where it was.

"Holy Light, grant me the power of self-destruction to destroy evil!"

Under the pious call, the holy light and the power of death that have been protecting the user's dragon body are agitated together, leaving the body surface and body, and rushing madly towards the evil dreadlord at the dragon's tail.

"Haha, you said that there are so many self-explosions...are you crazy?!"

In the blink of an eye, Arthas transformed into a human form, his entire body filled with surging three-color flame energy, and he seemed to be determined not to stop until he exploded.

Arthas broke the floating thin ice with his feet and took the opportunity to thrust forward with the sword. The explosive three-color power merged into Frostmourne in an instant, and the energy shadow of the sword body surged.

Taking another step forward, Arthas brandished his sword and shouted: "Believe in the Holy Light, I will be able to do anything!"

If the enemy is forced to grow bigger, then you should shrink smaller on your own initiative. There is nothing you cannot think of, only things you cannot do.

The sword containing three legendary powers slashed straight down with a fan-shaped glow, a whistling sound breaking through the air was heard, and at the same time a dragon's roar sounded, followed closely by sharp claws and flames.

"Roar!"

The recovered blue dragon took off again, turned into an ice spear, and pierced Anetheron directly. It joined forces with the black dragon to encircle the enemy from both sides, determined to defeat the enemy with one blow.

With evil flames rising in his eyes, Anetheron shouted angrily: "You will never understand what a demigod is!"

“With your ordinary strength as a beginner, no matter how many come, you can only deal with a few... How pathetic! Is this the limit of your strength?!”

The dreadlord Anetheron was trapped in a double-team and his body grew larger again.

He used his left and right hands, one to each target, and two beams of evil energy containing destruction and chaos shot out from his palms.

While offsetting the attacks of Arthas and Jaina, he violently blew away two dragons.

As they fell, two evil spears appeared out of thin air on each side, one black and one blue. They broke through the two dragons' defenses and pierced through them... piercing through the black dragon.

The black dragon lifted up the blue dragon with its two claws, roared to the sky, and drew the power of the earth in its body. It pulled out the evil spear with its hands, and its body shrank rapidly.

Holding the sword in his right hand, Arthas used the sword to block the huge demon that was stabbing with a spear. His left hand approached the left hand extended by the woman behind him, and the two rings on his ring fingers touched.

A familiar blue light surged into Jaina's body, causing her to transform. Her hands condensed into a ball of ice crystals and she slowly flew towards Anetheron.

Others gain the same kind of power steadily, while someone gains power randomly. Arthas still doesn't know how many functions the matching wedding rings that Jaina arranged for Muradin to forge have.

"Your Highness, something went wrong. Please hold on for a while."

Hearing this, Arthas watched the ice crystal being destroyed by Anetheron's claw, and at the corner of his eye he saw Jaina's current appearance.

Although nothing happened on the outside, he choked up on the inside. A familiar-looking female demon appeared behind him, her whole body burning with raging evil flames.

His expression remained indifferent, Arthas said: "Anetheron, Nathrezim cannot kill Nathrezim."

"Give up, demon. You, the demigod, are on the verge of failure."

Bang! The Ice Demon Sword once again blocked the demon claw attack for Jaina.

It would be fine if it was just the Nathrezim, just a poor disguise trick, Anetheron knew it very well... He raised his hand and condensed a phantom green shield to block the legendary demon's evil finger.

Raising her hand to gather the power of the four-color legend, Jaina said, "I thought it was unlucky, but it turned out to be surprisingly good."

"If you don't have enough power when you first enter Legend, then you can make up for it with quantity."

"You are a little Karami who has just become a demigod. What qualifications do you have...husband, save me!"

After blocking Anetheron's attack again, Arthas said in a deep voice: "When fighting for life and death, don't speak too much if you are not sure."

Throwing out the mixed energy with a little fear, Jaina said: "Don't panic, hold on a little longer, I'll make you feel good later."

"I randomly got another me who isn't very strong, but she's still somewhat useful."

Before she finished her words, Jaina held Arthas down with one hand and forced the surging power into his body, turning the blue core crystal of the Crown of Domination into a colorful one.

The next moment, the sword of Frostmourne shook and suddenly burst out with stronger power, with which Arthas defeated Anetheron head-on.

"Anaselon, if you don't run away, we'll be face to face."

"Arthas, your power is only temporary, and I am only getting familiar with my current power."

When it grew bigger for the third time, Anetheron said, "It's ridiculous that you think I'm just beginning to become a demigod."

"Without restraints, my true power is far beyond your imagination."

"Mortals, you will never understand how powerful the Burning Legion is!"

Seeing Anetheron become a fifty-meter-tall evil flame giant, Arthas and Jaina, who was holding his shoulders and casting buff magic on him, fell silent.

Although the enemy had only recently entered the realm of demigod, Anaselon's mastery of demigod power was no less than theirs, and the pressure increased suddenly.

"Haha, silence... No matter how silent you two are, death will come as expected."

With his two claws tearing open the space in front of him, Anetheron said, "The duel between you mortals and the Burning Legion has just begun."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hundred-meter-high magic machine fell from space. It couldn't even take a second look at the sky before it was swept down rapidly by the evil energy of the demigod.

"Can I summon countless more legion warriors like this? Do I feel the powerlessness and despair?"

After looking at each other, Arthas and Jaina touched their left hands again and said, "No, you need time to summon, and we also need time."

"Anaselon, you are destined to die here today!"