The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Don't do this. If you don't know how to drive, don't drive. I beg you!"

"Don't say that. You need to keep a normal mind and treat this as a joke."

Controlling the Holy Light ship to flip back to the mast upward, the female angel said: "Everyone, don't worry!"

"I just need a little time... Look everyone, we've caught up with this giant phoenix!"

Next door, Kael'thas and other elves saw the ship and said they didn't want to talk, with magic lights flashing in their hands.

"Alas, I actually want to open it myself..."

The angel cast a holy light spell on the sad Proudmoore and said, "The holy light will bless you."

"Jaina Proudmoore, you can definitely fly a ship by yourself... practice this space shuttle next time~"

"Wow... I'm so sad... Let's throw a blizzard to calm you down."

Seeing Jaina going into the blizzard like this, Daelin, Antonidas and others twitched their lips.

To be honest, they actually wanted to comfort her just now, but reality didn't seem to allow them to do so.

Looking down at the demons around her, Jaina raised her holy staff and said, "Holy Light..."

After taking a bite of the Holy Light Apple handed to her by the female angel, Jaina said, "Holy Light, listen to my call."

"Ice and snow, listen to my call."

"Storm, hear my call!"

……

"A familiar feeling. It's the elemental flow again. You are not a pure ice mage anymore!"

Arthas, with a slightly changed expression, slapped his thigh and said, "I knew you would be like this!"

"Right, the question you asked earlier."

"I'm really not talking about myself, I'm really talking about you!"

With a sincere look in his eyes, Arthas said: "Jaina Proudmoore, I am not lying this time."

"I have always believed that you, who have been influenced by me, understand me best."

"Hehe! You keep smiling like this every day. I'm waiting for you to get a beating from me."

Arthas shook his right index finger and continued chewing. "I feel very upset about what has been revealed to the public."

"My face doesn't count in places where others can't see... Well, I have to ask for some interest, right?"

"Haha, yes~ interest, the fixed interest you ask me for every day is not enough."

Far away from the final battlefield, Arthas sat upright, wearing the sunglasses given by his future clone wife, and eating popcorn.

He was not in good health, but he still smiled when he saw the majestic Holy Light ship swaying into the battlefield.

Sitting here, although his strength is slowly recovering, he encountered someone who deliberately showed up... If you have the ability, don't record what I look like now.

Putting away the photo stone that she had been secretly recording, the Princess in Sunglasses clone breathed a sigh of relief. She had collected new material.

After she is no longer a pure Ice and Fire Mage, she only has a few hobbies, which is quite pitiful.

"Okay, okay, you forced me to do this."

Arthas looked relieved and said, "Very good, I finally got what I wanted."

"Some people are used to being too lazy, and always think that the little 'merit' they get in their daily lives can make them not want to learn to observe."

"Shh, I'm watching."

"Arthas, I just want to learn."

Saying her catchphrase, the sunglasses princess clone next to her said, "No more, lululu~"

Lowering her head, she changed her tone and said, "So, should you pay a price?"

"You know, I was who I was in the past, and you can't just keep watching me suffer like this."

"We clearly agreed that you would take care of me for the rest of my life."

Raising his sunglasses, Arthas said speechlessly: "If you want to fight, just hit me. Don't talk about anything else."

"I'm sorry, I don't want to, but I still hope you can smile more in the next little while."

Arthas frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"Just show me this, but give it back to me... Are you afraid that you have done something bad in the future?"

Waving her hands, the Princess in Sunglasses clone said, "No, there is nothing at all!"

"Don't slander the pure love between us, Your Highness Prince Arthas."

Taking off his sunglasses suspiciously, Alsace suddenly felt that the popcorn in his mouth was no longer sweet.

"Don't hide it, tell me the truth, I don't believe Tongzi would do this to me."

Also taking off her sunglasses, the princess's clone blinked her bright blue eyes, and her figure began to dissipate in the wind.

"You must learn to endure the suffering yourself, my former prince."

"This time it was a stroke of luck, or what you call 'deus ex machina'!"

"Well...how about we talk about future 'happy events'?!"

"Goodbye. I have completed the record of the things that I didn't record at the beginning."

"By the way, I grabbed this thing temporarily and need to return it."

"Haha, you are worthy of me, and he is worthy of me."

Gazing at the future princess's clone who had to take away the sunglasses before leaving, Arthas said in a distressed tone.

Putting down his floating sunglasses, Arthas took a bite of popcorn, feeling very happy.

"Well, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself."

"But I want to tell you something..."

In front of Medivh, the future princess's clone removed her invisibility and activated the anti-eavesdropping barrier.

"Hurry up and tell me, or I'll find out... I'm gifted, so scary~"

"In exchange, I'll kindly tell you one thing - it wasn't Tongzi who messed you up."

"In retrospect, it's just that you were unlucky, Your Highness."

Arthas forced himself to maintain a smile and said, "Okay, okay, but do you still want to listen?"

"Hurry up and tell me, I'm in a hurry."

"In fact, this matter is very simple, but it is difficult to talk about it, just like..."

"Mortal, you will never be able to defeat me!"

"Wait a minute, we didn't mean to defeat you, we just meant to humiliate you."

Swinging the frost dagger, the Kaldorei warrior spoke seriously, his tone full of sincerity without a trace of falsehood.

"Haha, then I'll do as you wish... at least you can't stop me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Archimonde, with a twisted and strange movement, grabbed the thief who had been causing him minor wounds from behind with one hand.

The next second, the Kaldorei warrior looked at the snake-armed demon, which had "broken one of its own arms" in the physical sense, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Isn't it just a few more stabs? As for doing this... No, I scolded the wrong person before, and I obviously couldn't stop it... The devil's face was full of ferocity.

"So what if you can defeat me? We'll meet again next time."

Staring at the fel energy bomb in front of him, the Kaldorei warrior said: "Never mind, I'm just here to help a little."

"People like you have a bad mentality and are a disgrace to Archimonde... Sorry, I still think you are not worthy of being Archimonde."

"In my heart, Archimonde has always been..."

"You use this method on me, it will do you no good, outsider."

As he spoke, Archimonde endured the merciless blows from the other four warriors, and fel blood gushed out of his body like a fountain.

Not only were there bleeding wounds, but a group of undead spirits, like a thorn in the flesh, were climbing up the mountain from below and from the air, biting and swallowing the devil's flesh and blood.

He failed to destroy the undead immediately, and did not have enough time to summon enough legions. The situation was difficult to reverse, and a bunch of gorgeous magic also broke his defense.

His life was like this, without any great achievements. It was near the end, but he could still do the one small thing he thought he could do.

After thinking for a while, the Kaldorei warrior retorted: "Well, but I am in a good mood, and I think it's a good idea to use it to deal with you."

Holding the mortal tightly in his hand, Archimonde slowly changed his tone and said, "I am not worthy of you bullying me, isn't that right... despicable and shameless!"

"No one can humiliate me like this! But I will learn from this lesson and won't do it again next time..."

"Ah, yes, yes! Archimonde, I hope you can remember what you said today in the future."

"Haha, then let's... wait and see..."

Boom! The fel energy forcibly detonated by Archimonde erupted directly from the "volcano", causing the magma inside the demon's body to shake and churn.

As the evil energy erupted, the Kaldorei warrior smiled bitterly, and pure moonlight appeared in his hand.

The faint light and the raging sea of ​​fire were fighting against each other, and for a moment it seemed that neither could do anything to the other, but the other shield... the undead, were being swallowed up by the evil energy one by one.

At the same time, the heroes standing on the Holy Light Battleship, led by Jaina, threw out a sharp arcane spear together when the "blood bar was emptied" and it was time to change the scene.

Behind them at the helm, the female angel looked serious and shouted, "Now, heroes!"

"Even if Archimonde returns in the future, we must let him know one thing now!"

Hearing this, the heroes who seemed a little tired suddenly perked up, opened their mouths, and said "cutscene" along with the female angel with their voices rising and falling.

"Archimonde, Azeroth doesn't welcome you, and neither do we!"

But in the blink of an eye, the purple arcane spear was firmly inserted into the chest of the "Fel Bomb", preventing Archimonde from completing his self-destruction and maintaining his giant size.

"Archimonde, just go back to the twisting void with your resentment!"

"Mortal...I will...come back...again..."

"If you dare to come back again, we will once again work together to defeat you!!"

"Some people whispered or muttered in their hearts: It depends on the situation. We still don't mind "insulting" you again."

Although he knew that he was leaving the stage like this, Archimonde still felt unwilling.

Apart from the fact that it would take some time for him to be resurrected, there was also the gift that Kil'jaeden and he had prepared that had not yet been given to... the invisible Medivh helped in the dark to speed up the return of the demon souls.

What gift? As long as Medivh was here for a second, Archimonde could do nothing.

“Azeroth… and… you… ah, ahhhh!”

"Get out of this world (Azeroth), demon!"

Bang, bang, bang! At the bottom of Icecrown, thanks to the efforts of all living and undead beings present, Archimonde's purely violent self-explosion was blocked.

A final glance showed that their overall casualties were not too great, and they had firmly protected the tattered "wreckage"... A warrior had just been hit by a purple ball.

Painless, no pain at all.

It's just a little itchy and causes the druid warrior to not have a simple and strong appearance.

Of course, the vestments that were covered with leaves were also gone.

Not far away, the dragon female warrior picked up the human warrior, and the two held hands and walked on the flaming road to leave the explosion range.

In addition, there are two white lion shields surrounding them in the air to block the bursting evil magma, and the boiling magma cannot get in at all.

Near this pair, the Sin'dorei warrior helplessly grabbed her captain's younger brother, the warrior, and rode away on the fire phoenix mount that had flown in at some point in time.

Her younger brother's transfiguration had just been broken remotely and accurately by a kind-hearted old master who listened to his disciple's advice and used up all the arcane magic power that had just been accumulated in his body.