Archimonde carefully picked up the gem from the ground. Compared to Archimonde's massive body, the gem was inconspicuous, but at this moment it was so dazzling, weighing heavily on his heart.
Who would believe such nonsense?
Archimonde crushed the gem. He felt that this human was there to annoy him; such a simple trick, such obvious slander, no one would believe it.
But Archimonde could not contain his rage and, eager to vent it, unleashed a torrent of Fel and Corrupted Power, ravaging the branches of Nordrassil.
The colossal World Tree trembled violently, countless branches and leaves fell like rain, and many branches and leaves were ignited, with green and Black Flames gradually spreading.
Silithus, the Scarab Wall, the Ahn'Qiraj Empire.
The Twin Emperors Ahn'Qiraj sat on their respective thrones, watching Lord Kri's family dance. Ever since their defeat in the War of the Shifting Sands and their struggle for Overlord against the Night Elf race, the Ahn'Qiraj Empire had been living such a leisurely life.
This kind of life is actually quite good; the massive Scarab Wall blocks the enemy's advance.
In the War of the Shifting Sands a thousand years ago, after initially being defeated by the Night Elf race, the Ahn'Qiraj Empire did not concede defeat.
Although the losses on the Battlefield were heavy, those that were wiped out were only simple-minded insects. Qiraji insects' masters, namely the nobles of the Ahn'Qiraj Empire, did not suffer any losses and could create a huge Legion at any time.
The Twin Emperors would never forget that the Night Elves sent a monster named "Illidan Stormrage" who single-handedly overthrew the entire empire, slaughtering the Qiraji and wiping out many families that had lasted for tens of thousands of years.
It was thought that the history of the Qiraji would end with the Night Elves, leading to the tragedy of their extinction. But at the critical moment, the Dragonkin stepped in and sealed the Scarab Wall, reportedly incurring the loss of several Dragons in the process.
No matter how high or sturdy the walls are, can they stop the Qiraji?
The Qiraji are known for their exceptional burrowing abilities, allowing them to easily bypass walls from underground. The Twin Emperors considered this a joke.
Years later, the Twin Emperors finally White Dragonflight's intentions: the Dragonkin would not allow the Night Elves to eliminate the Qiraji once and for all; they were determined to sow the seeds of enmity for them.
Just as the Twin Emperors were lost in thought, a tremor came from the direction of the temple, and a huge eyeball suddenly appeared above the throne, staring at the Twin Emperors.
The Twin Emperors hurriedly stood up and bowed to their great ruler.
"Lord C'Thun, what are your orders?"
This eyeball is a manifestation of C'Thun's power that escaped the seal; it is merely one of the thousands of eyes on his massive body. Keep in mind that C'Thun's tentacles have extended to the core region of Azeroth, making him a colossal being thousands of kilometers long.
His eyes looked very anxious, and he shouted a command:
"Immediately prepare Void communication. I need to report to the Void Lords about the special mutant Archimonde from Mount Hyjal. If we capture Archimonde alive, imprison him, torture him, dissect him, and then infinitely replicate him, we can obtain countless Ancient Gem Veins."
The Twin Emperors were very familiar with the Battle of Mount Hyjal, and Robbie's declaration reached their ears, but they treated it as a joke and remained unmoved.
Unexpectedly, this attracted C'Thun's attention.
After a long silence, the Demon King Vek'lor said in a low voice, "Lord C'Thun, this is a clumsy lie. Archimonde is merely a Great Demons; he could not possibly possess the ability to create Magic Gems."
A beam of red light shot from the depths of C'Thun's eye, sending the Demon Emperor Vek'lor sprawling backward, signifying C'Thun's wrath.
"Foolish! Do you think I can't see through the lies? But it's better to believe it than not. No one can guarantee that Archimonde won't mutate. Only one in a million Qiraji will produce one Qiraji, and only one in ten million Qiraji will produce a pair of special insect emperors like you. The universe is a collection of countless low-probability events. If it's true, and another force steals Archimonde, Void Lords blame you, who among you can bear the responsibility?"
The Twin Emperors nodded obsequiously, daring not to offer any further opinions, and hurriedly prepared for Void Communication. The Twin Emperors were of one mind, and they quickly came to the conclusion that Lord C'Thun had been sealed away for too long, and the Void Lords had been slow to send reinforcements, so they probably sought help under this pretext.
In Ulduar's astronomical chamber, Yogg-Saron extended a tentacle, its tip revealing an eye that intently observed the busy observer Algalon, and couldn't help but sneer:
"Give up, give up! The Titans have already been defeated and are prisoners of the Burning Legion. What's the point of you doing this? Burning Legion, Archimonde, who are you painstakingly editing this message for?"
Ignoring Old Gods -Yogg-Saron's mockery, the observer Algalon, aside from venturing out a portion of his power to wander around, indeed had nothing to do. Algalon worked silently, just as he had for millions of years.
Yogg-Saron continued his taunts, "Do you really think the Titans will receive your message and enter Azeroth from beyond the heavens? Foolish Titan Keepers, wake up and face reality."
Algalon knew it was all a lie, but deep down he longed for a response from the Titans.
Beneath the dark waves, the Old Gods N'Zoth is summoning the Naga army.
Ten thousand years ago, the Highborne Corruption by Aman'Thul and Metamorphosis this world, their remaining bodies becoming the Naga in the deep sea. For the past ten thousand years, N'Zoth has been taking care of the Naga race, remembering his feelings for the Highborne.
N'Zoth brandished his countless tentacles, stirring up the waves, and shouted loudly:
"My people, the rise of the Black Empire is imminent. We will flood Mount Hyjal with the sea, drown the World Tree, extinguish the Burning Legion, and capture Archimonde."
Looking at the cheers of countless Naga, N'Zoth felt immense relief. He knew Robbie's announcement was a lie, but he needed to use it as an excuse to appease the Naga and fight against the Burning Legion, whose bodies still bore the responsibility of the Highborne protecting Azeroth from ancient times.
Never overestimate someone's intelligence, and never underestimate someone's intelligence.
The Water Elemental Empire, Throne of the Tides.
For years, the water Elemental Lords Neptulon has been entangled with the giant octopus Ozumat, causing all the Water Elementals to tremble in fear, and the battle between the two sides seems destined to continue forever.
"Archimonde, he actually managed to create Ancient Gem Vein. The other three Elemental Lords have already been defeated. Isn't this my opportunity? My rise is inevitable."
Under the watchful eyes of numerous Water Elementals, Neptulon patted Ozumat on the head:
"My little darling, stop fooling around. We should set sail. The tides will surely engulf Mount Hyjal, and Archimonde will belong to me."
Ozumat immediately nestled into Neptulon's arms, her eyes pleading and obedient, gentle and adorable.
The Water Elementals were taken aback, realizing that Neptulon was merely putting on an act with Ozumat.
"My strength is insufficient to capture Archimonde; caution is necessary." Neptulon glanced at the restless N'Zoth: "The alliance between the Elemental Lords and the Old Gods is the right choice."