The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Even if you're still alive, take this blow from me!"

Seeing that the corpse could still speak, Muradin brought down his hammer and hammered Anetheron as if it were ore.

Bang! The war hammer and the severed hand collided, and the sword also fell at the same time, ruthlessly slashing at Anetheron.

The air unit became a ground unit. Without the help of friendly forces and surrounded by the enemy, how long can a dying demon hold on?

Not far away, Jaina straightened Arthas's back and asked him to sit up and look at his masterpiece. The tiny beam of hot flame in her hand burned a corner of the demon's remains.

Seeing that Anetheron was still alive and showing signs of regrouping, Arthas was extremely shocked. He had clearly seized the critical opportunity at that moment.

It was true that the enemy used him to adapt to his strength and was extremely arrogant, but he burst out with all his strength at the most critical moment and put an end to all the enemy's thoughts.

It is a common consensus that demons look down on people... Hiss, Arthas took a breath of cold air, and the soul that should have entered his Frostmourne prison did not enter.

Unable to figure out what was going on, Arthas asked, "Jaina, can't Anetheron be killed?"

"He can't be killed now, but that may change over time. After all, you took the opportunity to cut off the chance for him to become stronger."

Treating the man whose Lich King appearance had disappeared, Jaina said, "Don't worry, while you focus on fighting the enemy."

"Kael'thas brought some of the mages stranded in Dalaran, and we have established a stable base here."

"No matter what the demons and undead outside want to do, they are now in a weak position. We have completed today's strategic goals and are moving forward steadily."

After saying this, Jaina pointed to a group of legendary bosses surrounding Anetheron not far away. Now this was their home court.

Although they managed to defeat Anetheron narrowly before the arrival of reinforcements by relying on the uncertain probability of luck, the fact that the magic sword cannot absorb souls does not mean that the legend cannot kill a demigod.

The Three Silver Saints of the Silver Hand took the lead, holding the holy contract in their hands, praying to summon the holy light. The holy light constantly cleansed the demigod demons who were enduring the pain.

The representatives of the armed forces, composed of the Prince of Diplomacy of Ironforge, Admiral of Kul Tiras, Marshal of Lordaeron and others, wielded their blades without stopping, piercing the flesh again and again to purify the evil blood.

The Kirin Tor Council of Six was completed by Jaina, and many mages united. Various formations recorded in the classics were put into the positions of the demons, and the bright and beautiful arcane spells hurt the demons.

If you have no experience dealing with the Burning Legion, then figure it out on the spot.

Gather the wisdom of the past and the future, gather the power of contemporary people, and do not treat the rare devil materials as human beings.

Humanitarianism, the premise of humanitarianism is people.

After all, the first word is "human", but demons are not considered human. Even the fragments of demons are not considered human. They are of different races.

Slowly rising, Arthas sheathed his sword and said, "Now, the mastermind behind this disaster remains in Azeroth."

"The only enemies left are Ner'zhul and Mephistroth. The number of undead in Lordaeron is also gradually decreasing in the process."

Seeing that Arthas had the strength to get up, Jaina said helplessly: "No, we still don't know whether the Burning Legion will come."

"According to the results of our discussion, there are currently too many things that can summon Archimonde to descend. We cannot rule them out one by one."

With a smile on his face, Arthas responded: "No matter what the enemy's plot is, we are all fearless."

"In these times, there are many of us who have survived, we are united once again, and we have a clear common enemy."

"Before this disaster is destroyed, we will work together to push down any obstacles that pop up."

Nodding, Jaina said, "You are quite right, Arthas Menethil."

"But you're up now, so come and lend a hand."

The smiling face froze instantly, and Arthas said stiffly: "I have worked so hard, and you actually want me to work harder."

"Otherwise, who didn't work hard in this battle? Do you really think you are the commander of the fountain?!"

At Jaina's persuasion, Arthas came to the vicinity of Anetheron's head and found a place to stand.

This demigod demon had lost many of his abilities, and his angry eyes were fixed on everyone present.

Guiding the formation, Antonidas said, "Prince Kael'thas, it seems that the soul of this demon cannot be separated at all."

"Yes, Chancellor Antonidas."

"The demons paid a heavy price to fight against that sword of Arthas."

Carefully recording in the notebook in front of him, Kael'thas said, "The demigod power he obtained is a bit strange."

"This force is completely different from any force that has been recorded, and this is the first time we have encountered it."

"Compared to those forces that are similar to his own energy properties, the chaos and disorder of evil energy are not manifested in him."

Nodding seriously, Antonidas said, "Yes, they are different from the demons we have encountered before."

"According to the current situation, his power is mainly reflected in his vitality."

"While ensuring that he is difficult to kill, the evil energy in his body seems to be endless, like a spring."

At this time, Jaina asked: "So, everyone, have you thought of a way to destroy his body?"

"Rather than sealing him away, I think it's better to kill him completely. This situation is prone to accidents."

Waving her hand at Jaina, Modera said, "No, I don't think so."

"The Nathrezim will have a demigod. The previous demigod demon died, and today he becomes a demigod."

"Although the specific principles are unclear, Mephistroth, the third in command of the Nathrezim clan of the Burning Legion, is still alive."

"Every time a compatriot dies, they change their weaknesses. Now they can only slowly wear him down, which is the best proof of this."

Condensing a rune and carving it into the formation, Ansrem said, "It's better to kill him. This kind of demon will possess you."

"Past records have mentioned this, and future information tells us that their hiding abilities and espionage techniques are extremely advanced."

"The seal is not feasible. We cannot guarantee that everyone can withstand his temptation. The human spirit is not the same as before."

"We already have a way to kill his body. It just takes some effort, but no one will bother us."

Having a different opinion in his heart, Valenden said: "The best way to deal with this kind of monster is to seal it."

"We can kill his body, but his soul will travel to the Twisting Nether."

"The only case of demons being killed in Azeroth so far, and Prince Arthas was unable to do anything about it."

"Don't worry about the soul, I have a way you can try."

Hearing someone say this, everyone looked at Arthas and saw him take out something from his chest, a soft and smooth piece of white paper.

The parchment given by the emperor did not seem to be light yellow parchment, but now it was just a piece of spotless white paper.

Seeing the paper, Kael'thas frowned and asked, "Arthas, what is this?"

"I can't sense any power from it, but its presence makes me wary."

Looking at Anetheron with the blank paper in hand, Arthas said, "It's enough to find a way to destroy the body. Leave the matters of the soul to professionals."

"Before that, if possible, I would like to hear what this demon wants to say."

Hearing what Arthas said, Modera waved her hand and untied some of the shackles on Anetheron's head.

Bending down, Arthas said, "Anetheron, do you feel it?"

Anacelon did not respond to this question.

He just looked at Arthas angrily and let him put the white paper on his head.

"Why, you're not surprised at all?"

Seeing that Anetheron was still like this, Arthas picked up the white paper and, in front of everyone else, made it fit back into his chest.

The next second, Arthas pulled out Frostmourne and let out a long sigh.

"It seems that you are not loyal at all, Anetheron... so be it."

"Give him a quick death, and leave the matter of the demon soul to Jaina and me."

Upon hearing this, Antonidas and others worked together to restrain Anetheron again and activated the demon-killing formation that they had built together.

Arcane, holy light, and rage formed chains that penetrated into the demon's body from all directions.

The demon's body had disappeared, leaving only chains of different colors trembling, constantly destroying the demigod demon's evil power.

"Jaina, you come or I come."

"Come on, Arthas, I don't want to be a soul collector."