Stormwind Wizard God
Chapter 789: Strategy

Chapter 789: Strategy

Half a day ago, at the foot of Mount Hyjal, a massive battle decided the outcome.

The ancient tree of life, Shamurian - as the oldest treeman that has coexisted with the night elves for tens of thousands of years, its strength is undoubtedly very powerful.

Unfortunately, its opponent is Archimonde, the commander of the Burning Legion. Whether in size, strength, or magic, Shamurian has no advantage at all. In addition, the tree man’s inherent slowness means that it can’t gain any advantage in front of opponents of the same size.

In front of Archimonde, the old tree man who was as tall as a ten-story building was just an extremely huge...punching bag!

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Is this the killer move you’ve been preparing for ten thousand years? Weak! Weak! Too weak—being weak is a sin! The only fate of the weak is destruction!"

Facing Archimonde’s wild laughter, the old tree man shouted: "Every living being on this planet will resist the Burning Legion to the end!"

"Resistance is useless!"

"How do you know if you don’t try?!" The Tree of Life roared angrily, and he moved his long and sturdy legs as tall as a three-story house and began to launch a final charge towards Archimonde.

Not only the old tree man, but all the remaining night elves nearby launched a desperate charge towards Archimonde.

"Hahaha!" With a sinister laugh, Archimonde gently pushed with his left palm.

It was just a seemingly meaningless press.

However, the surrounding space seemed to be under an extremely heavy pressure, and everything within the field of vision was violently compressed into a large pancake.

The next second, the space that had been compressed to the extreme returned to its original shape like a spring.

The horrific impact force was huge enough to cause mountains to collapse and the ground to crack.

Big move Air Burst!

The tall and slender bodies of the night elves were blown in all directions like grass debris blown by the wind. In fact, every one of them had lost their lives in mid-air, and those who fell hundreds of meters away were just corpses without life and soul.

Thousands and thousands of ethereal soul fires, like tiny sparks, were forcibly gathered in Archimonde’s huge palm.

On that cruel face unique to the Eredar demon, a disdainful sneer stretched out from the corner of Archimonde’s mouth.

"Soul...Punishment!"

Bright green, orange, rose red, the souls of tens of millions of night elves were polluted in an instant, forced to fall, and the evil reputation of Archimonde the Polluter was fully reflected at this moment.

Then, three evil auras emitting an indescribable disgusting feeling fell on the old tree man’s huge body at the same time.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Although the old tree man tried his best to launch a final charge towards Archimonde,...

The solid bark that was once its skin completely dried up in less than three breaths. Pieces of bark peeled off by themselves and were blown away by the strong wind like sand scattered on the ground.

Its thick limbs emitted continuous high-frequency explosions, and its rapidly rotting joints could no longer support a weight that was unimaginable to mortals. Its limbs, which were once one piece, were almost broken into pieces.

The old tree man who had protected the night elves for more than ten thousand years finally couldn’t hold on any longer. Without even a final wail, his huge body exploded on the spot, turning into thousands of pieces of debris. The ten-story-high body instantly turned the flat ground at the foot of the mountain into a small hill of wood.

It is hard to imagine that just a moment ago it was an ancient tree of life that should have been one of the cornerstones of the night elves.

The magical image of Archimonde destroying an army of 100,000 night elves single-handedly and killing the ancient tree of life, Shamurion, was being played in the war conference room on Mount Hyjal.

"Sure enough, modern arcane magic still has its merits..." Tyrande had to secretly be thankful that she did not listen to Fandral’s words and go to cheat the Alliance and the Horde, but instead reached a consensus with Duke first.

After Duke played this footage, which even the night elves themselves could not obtain, three times.

Thrall found that his right hand was trembling slightly. This had nothing to do with courage. It was purely the most objective and straightforward reaction of the body and mind.

In fact, not only him, but even a superhero like Grom, who had killed two abyss lords, had a face full of shock and astonishment.

I’m afraid everyone is asking themselves - do I really have a chance of winning against such a terrifying existence that destroyed an army of 100,000 in just one hour?

Just think about it, even the brave and fearless tribal heroes fell silent, not to mention other strong men.

But soon, the two heroes of the Horde and the Night Elves discovered that the atmosphere was not right.

The alliance was shocked, but that was all it was.

Most of the alliance’s strong men didn’t have the slightest bit of loss or fear on their faces, but instead had a sense of excitement that they were eager to try. Following the alliance’s strong men’s gazes, the others suddenly discovered that the focus of their attention was Duke.

Sylvanas sat by the window, feeling the cold wind outside. She seemed to not care about Archimonde’s strength at all when facing a powerful enemy. She leaned against the window with her left hand, put her right hand on her waist, and said in a lazy voice: "Duke, don’t scare them anymore. Just tell me what you found."

Mograine also smiled and said, "I have studied the analysis of the enemy’s situation and the prediction of their tactics and movements for more than ten years, but I still feel that I am far behind you, Duke."

"Please speak, Duke, for the victory of Azeroth." Thrall replied in a muffled voice.

Duke stopped being pretentious and directly extracted the most critical freeze-frame image of the magic mirror.

"Everyone, please look at these images. These are the images that summarize the battle power from when Archimonde descended on Dalaran and half a day ago."

"I don’t know if my conclusion is correct, but if you encounter a similar situation in the next battle, you might as well use my opinion as the first reference for action."

"First of all, I will temporarily name this fire Fire of Destruction: About every 30 seconds, Archimonde will create a fierce fireball. This fireball will move by itself, and leave a 2-3 yard wide wall of fire behind where it moves. The wall of fire will disappear from the place where the fireball appeared 27 seconds after it appears. I have counted 18 cases in total, and each time the fire only lasted 27 seconds. No more, no less."

"Then I named this Soul Charging..."

Duke memorized Archimonde’s strategy guide with a serious look on his face. He was grateful to the strategy guide team for summarizing Archimonde’s skills in such detail. Before he saw any new skills, Duke simply copied the strategy guide.

But in the eyes of the strong men from the three factions, Duke is a god!

Before Duke traveled through time, there was a very professional term called "Big Data".

No matter whether it is Microsoft or 360 Antivirus, any company in the Internet industry likes to collect user data, such as usage habits, how many times a week the product is used, when the product is mostly used, and how to improve it to give users a better experience.

However, all big data is based on the summary and generalization of a large amount of basic data.

You know, before Du traveled through time, countries didn’t even have military academies specifically for training commanders.

Learn to conduct?

Become a disciple!

And this was the exclusive privilege of the knight class and the nobility.

Basically, all theoretical knowledge of the younger generation comes from the personal instruction of the senior knights.

After Duke came, he not only helped the dwarves and gnomes compile a large number of research manuals on the technological development of this era, which could be considered the black technology, but also formulated a series of officer training rules.

For example, minimum discipline must be established to ensure that command gestures, bugle calls, and code messages are unified within the alliance.

In the military field, the most outstanding "innovation" is the explanation of battle examples and sand table simulation.

How to infer the opponent’s capabilities, possible evolution direction, and possible hidden tricks from his battle record.

Duke then threw out dozens of screenshots of Archimonde using a skill to kill someone. From the initial gesture, to the light on his hand, to the effect of the magic, all in one screenshot, and the dynamic slow-motion mirrors were played repeatedly.

At first, Duke used uncertain words like "maybe", "should be", and "probably" to show that his guess was not 100%. However, as the brainwashing operation went deeper, even the Hordesmen who rushed into fights and relied on instinct when facing big moves began to learn seriously and humbly, not to mention the Alliance heroes who originally trusted Duke.

To be honest, if Archimonde was a boss who could be easily killed, he wouldn’t have to work so hard to pull the Horde onto his warship, or even go to such great lengths to protect Grom Hellscream, the coolest Horde hero.

"Whenever a team member dies in battle with Archimonde, his soul will be captured by Archimonde. After Archimonde captures the soul, he will consume it after 5-10 seconds and use a powerful killing spell. I haven’t summarized what it is, but the battle must be based on a premise, that is, we should try not to sacrifice anyone. Once someone dies, it will definitely be more likely to cause a collapse."

Captain Du kept brainwashing and emphasizing various key points.

The only thing to be thankful for was that after he finished the brainwashing class that had been repeated N times, Archimonde, this arrogant guy to the core, did not kill Haigarshan overnight.

This gave the three-faction coalition an unimaginable breathing space.

Just for this, Duke would wake up laughing in his dreams.

On the day of the decisive battle, Archimonde finally arrived.

No alarm bells or anything needed.

The sound was so loud that it sounded like a hundred tweeters were turned on, and it actually spread from the foot of the mountain to the top.

"Tremble, mortals, and despair! Destruction is coming!"

"Resistance is useless!"

"Your world will burn down!"

"Your soul will be reset to zero forever!"

"Everything will be swallowed up!"

"I am the end of everything!"

The huge declaration resounded through the sky, and on the top of the mountain, almost every century-old tree made a rustling sound of falling leaves. The wooden house creaked, as if the sound wave alone had overwhelmed the house.

Walking out of the room and looking at the falling leaves, I felt as if everything was withering and perishing.

It is impossible to see the foot of Mount Hyjal directly from the top of the mountain, but this does not prevent the heroes from seeing where Archimonde is through the red sky in the distance.

Different from the blue sky and white clouds between the foothills of the sea and mountains, Archimonde is definitely a super who comes with his own background picture and appearance BGM. Above his head are rolling violent red clouds, that kind of muddy chaos, accompanied by a dull sound like thunder.

Everyone has fear in their heart, the only difference is whether it is more or less.

Standing in a place where they can observe the mountainside, Duke and Jaina stood side by side. In front of this super boss who seemed to move slowly but whose casual step could take more than fifty meters, it seemed that an agile hero like Sylvanas had become slow and unsuitable for reconnaissance.

"Duke, Archimonde’s body..."

"Yes! This guy has grown taller again."

Duke also felt bitter. He couldn’t understand why the devil could grow taller after gaining more power.

Originally, this guy was already tall enough, with a height of nearly 100 meters on the 30th floor. Any Titan was just a dwarf in front of him.

Well, after this guy went to the foot of the mountain and massacred someone, he came back taller than a 50-story building.

The dark power in his body was so violent and so massive that the aftermath alone caused the entire mountain path, and even the cliffs within a radius of nearly a thousand meters on both sides, to become withered.

The grass withered in an instant.

Trees decay in the blink of an eye.

Even the black soil with a high moisture content dried up and turned yellow in an instant, and then turned into an ominous brown-red color, which was very similar to the cursed land near the Dark Portal.

The nearly 20-meter-high wall near the mountainside, which had once caused countless demons to die, now looked like a toy. Archimonde kicked the entire wall away with a light kick.

Thanks to the amazing craftsmanship of the dwarven craftsmen and the stronger and more solid steel structure, after Archimonde kicked the concrete attached to the steel bars, the large steel support net did not explode immediately, but instead wrapped around Archimonde’s feet like a silk thread.

"Um?"

Just when Duke was considering whether to use steel bars to play with the tripwire, the Fire of Destruction came. The raging flames that appeared out of nowhere at the feet of Archimonde easily melted the hundred-meter-long steel mesh into molten iron in less than a second.

Duke and Jaina were dumbfounded.

Tyrande appeared beside Duke at some point, riding on the white tiger, one of her signature items. The majestic white tiger of the past, after seeing the gigantic Ak, actually let out a roar that sounded more like cowardice.

"Duke, you are right. The mortal army can only do harm in front of such an existence." After saying this, Tyrande suddenly clamped the tiger under her body. The white tiger immediately understood and turned around and left.

Who would have thought that Thrall would come again, riding a giant black wolf that was not much smaller than a buffalo.

"Duke! Thank you, at least you didn’t let the good men of the Horde die in vain."