"Finger of Death."
For a fleeting moment, Archimonde nearly lost his mind, unleashing his most prized skill upon Therazane, the Stone Mother. With a bang, a piece of the Stone Mother's chest armor shattered, revealing her translucent skin.
Elemental Lords cannot be judged by their appearance. Although the Stone Mother Therazane is ugly, her body is the most beautiful, more dazzling than the finest diamonds, radiating brilliant light.
Let the Flames purify everything.
Ragnaros, the Firelord, launched the first attack on Archimonde.
Al'Akir the Wind Rider was the calmest. Knowing he was the weakest, he calmly cast a spell, splitting himself into three and summoning two identical clones, making it difficult for Archimonde to distinguish the real from the fake.
Countless vines entwined around Therazane, the Stone Mother, repairing the damage to her armor. This was a healing ability from Neltharion, and Archimonde was immediately taken aback when he looked closely.
Neltharion the Black Dragon King transformed into a gigantic Treant, its roots penetrating deep into the bark of Nordrassil to draw power from it. The Stone Mother Therazane had not lied; this was indeed Neltharion's domain.
Archimonde regained his composure. He knew he should attack the healer first. He wondered when this Black Dragon had learned Druid magic and become familiar with Nordrassil's power, which piqued Archimonde's interest.
"Meteor Strike."
The Stone Mother Therazane's fists slammed viciously towards Archimonde like meteors.
Archimonde nimbly dodged, took a hit from Al'Akir's wind Wind Blade, and charged straight at Neltharion, who had transformed into a tree, unleashing Doomfire.
The fierce Fel Flames transformed into Fireball, rolling towards Deathwing Neltharion.
Neltharion, in his Treant form, transformed once more into a Juxiong the size of a small mountain, covered in thick layers of rock, and shattered the Doomfire with a single slap.
"Interesting." Archimonde smiled. Deathwing had learned a lot of useful knowledge from the World Tree, and his strength had increased rapidly, which made Archimonde even more eager for the power of Nordrassil.
Let us embrace each other and fill the world with love.
The Stone Mother Therazane's arms suddenly grew larger and stronger, and she opened her arms to pounce on Archimonde.
Archimonde frowned deeply. The Defiler never fought alone. Archimonde immediately summoned Infernal was even larger than Archimonde, and it struggled to its feet to meet the passionate Stone Mother Therazane.
Having temporarily escaped the Stone Mother's clutches, Archimonde's strong right hand lashed out with a fierce grab:
"Legion's Grip".
Ragnaros, who was casting a spell, lost control of his body and flew towards Archimonde without warning.
Al'Akir the Wind Rider was taken aback and unleashed countless Wind Blades to help Ragnaros escape his predicament.
Archimonde raised his left hand and unleashed three consecutive Finger of Death strikes. With three loud bangs, all three bodies exploded. Al'Akir was very cunning; all three bodies were fake, and the real body was nowhere to be found.
Ragnaros remained calm and composed. Although he was a mage among the four Elemental Lords, he was not afraid of melee combat and raised his Sulfuras to smash towards Archimonde.
"I am the Firelord, I am the Lord of Lava, I am older than this world itself, take my hammer!"
Although Ragnaros was enormous and appeared clumsy, his hammer techniques were exceptionally refined and incredibly powerful. Archimonde, caught off guard, suffered a great loss, his armor melting away under the influence of the Flame.
Archimonde drew a circle in the air with his right hand, creating a dark rift. Archimonde reached inside and pulled out a huge circular shield. He then slammed the shield repeatedly with his Sulfuras, gradually extinguishing the Flames.
Ragnaros felt his Fire Elementals reserves being rapidly depleted, almost to the point of being unable to sustain his body. He was immediately taken aback. Archimonde chuckled coldly:
"This shield is called the Flame Ender, a creation of the Legion Engineers. It can absorb Fire Elementals. Behind me lies an endless Burning Legion, and the knowledge and power I possess are beyond imagination. Ragnaros, what can you possibly use to fight me?"
Archimonde strode towards Ragnaros, about to finish him off, when suddenly an explosion was heard.
The Infernal shattered into a pile of stones and Fel Flames. It turned out that Al'Akir the Stone Mother Wind Rider had helped Al'Akir shatter the Infernal. Therazane, the Stone Mother, curled up and transformed into a giant stone ball, crashing down on Archimonde.
Archimonde realized he couldn't dodge, so he threw away his shield, gathered all his strength, and braced himself against the rolling stone ball with both arms.
The Stone Mother's face emerged from the stone sphere, and she struck a pose once more, asking, "Am I beautiful?"
Damn it!
Archimonde felt a surge of boundless rage once more. Not far away, Ragnaros used this precious time to rest, summoning a river of Lava and continuously pouring it into his mouth to replenish the Fire Elementals within him.
While the Stone Mother was entangled with Archimonde, Al'Akir the Wind Rider unleashed his trump card, the Sighing Wind.
A chilling wind blew towards Archimonde, and he felt a coldness creep into his heart. An overwhelming sense of loneliness and solitude welled up inside him, and he gradually lost control of his emotions.
Al'Akir the Wind Rider, whose emotions are as unpredictable as the weather, is the most reclusive of them all. He is skilled at using the Gale to fight, and over his long life, he has gradually mastered the art of using the wind to control the minds of his opponents.
Meanwhile, Ragnaros, having regained some of his strength, was preparing his ultimate technique, a Flame spear burning with raging flames taking shape.
"You have angered me! How dare you provoke the leader of the Legion!"
Archimonde's eyes turned bloodshot, and ignoring the Stone Mother's entanglement, he summoned a massive Portal.
The heavy Portal slowly opened, revealing a Void inside. Countless powerful wills and terrifying Void Creatures sensed Portal's location and rapidly approached it.
"Oh no, Archimonde has gone mad! He's summoned Portal to the Void!" The Stone Mother Therazane exclaimed in alarm.
The Void harbors powerful creatures, many far more terrifying Archimonde. Archimonde's erratic behavior is what drove him to this insane act.
"Close the Portal immediately!" Ragnaros shouted.
Deathwing calmly cast a spell, and a huge mouth appeared on the bark of Nordrassil, swallowing the Portal whole. After chewing it a few times, the Portal turned into a pile of fragments.
Ragnaros's flaming spear was ready. The spear flew out like a meteor, piercing Archimonde's chest, and Archimonde was pinned to the World Tree.
The Stone Mother muttered incantations, and one after another, huge boulders, as large as small mountains, fell down, pressing Archimonde down so that he could not move.
"Archimonde the Defiler, you have been defeated." Wind Rider Al'Akir smugly. "Haha, let me see, isn't this the second-in-command of the Burning Legion? How come he looks so pathetic?"
The three Elemental Lords and Deathwing joined forces to successfully defeat Archimonde.
As Archimonde gradually regained his senses, he looked around, then looked up at the moonlight in the sky, and chuckled wickedly:
"You are indeed strong, and this defeat was expected. I accept my defeat wholeheartedly, but the ultimate victor will surely be me. In the process of destroying countless worlds, I have accumulated a wealth of experience, which is why I had the courage to enter Mount Hyjal and ascend the World Tree. Didn't you realize that this was a trap prepared for you?"
As if in response to Archimonde's words, Nordrassil's bark split open, and countless tentacles sprouted from it.