The Demons is cunning.
Archimonde feigned that he didn't have enough time and that his massive body was collapsing, secretly concealing some of his power, waiting for his prey to walk into the trap. And he actually succeeded.
The semi-transparent figure in the demon's claws gradually became clearer. To everyone's surprise, it was a muscular, ferocious female Orcs with sharp fangs and an ugly face, struggling in terror within the demon's claws.
"A female Half-Orcs, who are you?" Archimonde asked in confusion.
"Don't kill me! I'll confess everything! I'm Garona Havel'Ossen! Garrosh ordered me to kill Thrall! I'm an assassin, I was just paid to do his bidding!" The female Orcs pleaded, her eyes Liuliu around, searching for a chance to escape.
Garona, the murderer of King Llane, is one of the most notorious rogues in Azeroth.
Archimonde was extremely disappointed and roared angrily, "Thrall, how many enemies do you have? I must have been out of my mind to use you as bait!"
With his chest pierced, Thrall pleaded weakly, "Lord Archimonde, please save me, I'm about to die."
"Snort!"
Archimonde let out a heavy snort, gathering his last bit of strength to help Thrall recover from his injuries. Thrall grabbed the Doomhammer from his waist and grinned maliciously:
"Garona, you actually dared to kill the great Savior! Die, you sinner who destroyed Azeroth! I will tear your body to pieces and feed it to wild boars, so that your soul may suffer endless torment and pain until the end of the world."
The Doomhammer slammed down viciously, and Garona instinctively dodged, only to be surprised to find that the demonic claws binding her had lost their power and she had easily broken free.
This time, Archimonde's time had truly come, and his power was finally exhausted.
Garona was overjoyed. She nimbly dodged the Doomhammer, circled behind Thrall, and plunged her sharp dagger into Thrall lower back. Thrall cried out in pain and pleaded desperately:
"Garona, spare me! Don't kill me! We Orcs should love each other and be like one family."
Moon the Earthfury commanded the Earthen Ring Shaman to charge forward. Garona realized that even if she could kill Thrall, she would have a hard time escaping, so she immediately concealed herself and disappeared.
Two Orcs from the Earthen Ring helped Shaman bandage Thrall wounds. Thrall was furious, snapped their necks, and roared:
"A bunch of useless trash. You can't even guarantee my safety. What use are you to me? Orcs don't tolerate useless garbage."
After this series of twists and turns, Malfurion asked somewhat awkwardly, "Savior Lord, shall your wedding continue?"
Thrall kicked Agna on the ground. Agna, her face covered in blood, trembled all over. Thrall shouted:
"I am the great Savior Thrall, how could such a woman be worthy of me?"
Suddenly, a deep, hoarse voice sounded behind Thrall.
"I absolutely despise scum who bully women."
Suddenly, a group of mysterious people dressed in purple robes surrounded the area. Although they were few in number, they intimidated everyone present.
"Twilight's Hammer?" Thrall roared in horror, "No, no, Cho'gall and I are very good friends!"
The Twilight's Hammer, a secret cult, is one of the most mysterious organizations in Azeroth. They worship the Old Gods, and although they are considered a cult, few are willing to oppose them.
The three Dragon Kings, Malfurion and Tyrande, Jaina, and numerous Earthen Ring Shaman wisely remained silent. The cruel Cho'gall and the Old Gods behind him were a nightmare for everyone.
"Excuse me, have I disturbed you all?"
The leader, Twilight's Hammer, sneered:
"Thrall, our Cho'gall is utterly disgusted by your wedding. Have you forgotten? You are the bride of Ogre! Come, Thrall, don't be shy, this wedding should end."
The crimson Flames bound Thrall, Thrall pleaded incessantly, "Wait! I pledge my allegiance to the great Cho'gall! Don't kill me! I don't want to die!"
"Death? Who mentioned death? Arrogant Thrall, you forcibly bound the elementals, and now the elementals seek your vengeance. In the years to come, the elementals will tear your body apart at every turn; they will feed on your fear and doubt until your miserable death."
The members of Twilight's Hammer cast a spell together, causing Thrall's body to twist and vanish amidst a series of agonizing cries for mercy.
Tyrande whispered, "It doesn't sound like Twilight's Hammer; I recognize that voice."
Malfurion understood, and smiled slightly, saying, "Although the voice has been changed, I know who he is. This is a perfect opportunity to finally get rid of these monsters." Malfurion deliberately put on a stern face, strode over, and shouted loudly:
"You'll regret this, intruder."
Malfurion cast Mass Entangling Roots, and the leader of the Twilight's Hammer, slightly surprised, shook his head and said, "Malfurion, you shouldn't have done that."
A Flame consumed the roots, revealing Fandral Staghelm's true form. He shrugged helplessly and said, "Look at me, Grand Master. How cruel you are to your former student."
"Fandral Staghelm," Malfurion feigned surprise. "What have they all done to you?"
Fandral Staghelm said regretfully, "You're still as shameless as ever. What a pity, Malfurion. You shouldn't have caused us to split. It's not good for the Night Elf race. The Druids could have broken free from Elune's control and studied the power of the elements, but now they can only split apart."
Flames roared, and the Flame Druids shed their disguises, facing Malfurion directly.
"Fandral Staghelm, my best student, you have disappointed me greatly." Malfurion feigned a heartbroken expression and declared Justice:
"Release the great Savior Thrall, and perhaps I will forgive your sins."
Fandral Staghelm laughed heartily, "It seems the rise of the Flame Druids has frightened you. Are you so eager to get rid of me, my dear mentor?"
Malfurion's expression was solemn, and he was gathering the power of moonlight in his hands.
But Fandral Staghelm's spellcasting was faster; countless Flames descended from the sky, and countless Flame roots sprouted from the ground, entangling Malfurion.
Tyrande hurriedly cast Power Word: Shield to protect herself and Malfurion, but she was quickly entangled by the Flame roots and unable to move.
The three Dragon Kings were present. Jaina, who had originally intended to assist Malfurion and his wife, wisely chose to observe after seeing how powerful Fandral Staghelm was and how easily he defeated the two.
Fandral Staghelm looked at Tyrande with a puzzled expression:
"Why don't you use your true power? Yes, you guessed right, I won't kill you. Well, this farce should end now. Flame Druids, let's go."
Fandral Staghelm and the dozen or so Flame Druids vanished in flames.
Malfurion and Tyrande struggled to break free from the Flame vines, feeling somewhat disappointed. Malfurion knew he was no match for Fandral Staghelm and had originally intended to eliminate this thorn in his side with the help of the three Dragon Kings and Jaina.
But I didn't expect the difference in strength to be so great, and I was defeated so quickly.
Agna got up from the ground, straightened her broken nose, and looked inexplicably excited:
"The great Savior Thrall is so cool, I love him!"