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Chapter 803 Polluter, Archimonde
Eastern Europe, Hungary.

At this time, this originally quiet small country in Eastern Europe had completely turned into a sea of ​​lava and fire.

Countless demons and fel monsters plundered the wilderness like locusts. Whether it was zombies or human survivors, in the hands of the demons, they could only be turned into flesh and life energy, offering sacrifices to the ever-expanding and stable The Dark Portal!
And from the portal of darkness that has expanded to tens of thousands of feet, hundreds of demons burst out every moment.

Cerberus, succubi, fel creatures Golmor and Eredar, fel lords, great demons, wrath guards, doom guards... Dozens of demon races spread throughout Hungary, like plagues and floods , and continue to spread crazily towards the entire continent of Europa, and even the entire world!
"What an intoxicating world!"

A hoarse voice that made teeth sour came from the side of Lich King Arthas.

It was a huge creature covered in purple and with ferocious demon wings on its back. It just greedily opened its bloody mouth, bit off and devoured a living person's thigh.

He is a high-ranking general of the Burning Legion, possessing the fifth level of the system, that is, Nathrezim with the strength of fighting qi mainland. Continental fighting saint.

Of course, among the creatures in the World of Warcraft plane, he also has a frightening title--Dread Demon King!
"Lord Nathrezim, can you fully adapt to this world? Do you need me to cast some auxiliary magic for you to adapt to the environment?"

The arrogant Lich King, Arthas, the leader of Frostmourne's reincarnation team, was like a humble eunuch, complimenting the Dread Lord next to him.

Hearing this, the Dread Demon King was obviously very useful.He patted Alsace's shoulder with his sharp claws stained with human blood, and revealed indifferently: "It's okay, although because the magical energy in this world is too thin, the evil energy in my body can only exert [-]% of it." ...But with the destruction and transformation of this plane by the Burning Legion, I will soon be able to restore [-]% of my strength!"

After hearing this, Alsace's eyes hidden in the helmet flashed with a faint green light, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Although the strength of this fear demon king far exceeds him, under the suppression of the power of the plane, he can only display [-]% of his strength, that is, the appearance of an S-level peak reincarnation, which is not the same as him, far from being able to deal with that The plane disturber poses too much threat.

Thinking of this, Arthas could only insinuate: "Master Nathrezim, how much does the Burning Legion value this world? Are you the supreme commander of the Legion's arrival?"

"Supreme Commander? Of course I'm not."

Nathrezim turned his hideous head with two purple horns, and seemed to see what Alsace was thinking. He opened his huge mouth with a row of sharp teeth, and said with a half-smile: "Alsace , don’t worry, I know you are worried about the guy who destroyed your entire team. I can guarantee that when the real commander of the legion arrives, this plane will gradually collapse because it cannot bear his power.”

As he said that, Nathrezim, the dreaded demon king, suddenly raised his hands, and green evil energy gushed out from his hands, instantly connecting to the huge and incomparably dark portal.

Immediately, Nathrezim half-kneeled on the ground, lowered his ferocious head, touched the ground with two demon horns, and said respectfully:
"Great eredar, right-hand man of the dark titan Sargeras, commander of the Burning Legion, Archimonde the polluter, Nathrezim welcomes you!"

Before the words were finished, the surface of the Portal of Darkness suddenly boiled, and the endless green evil energy turned into liquid and surged continuously. Then, like a whale out of water, a huge figure stepped out of it!

This is a huge demon with blue skin and a towering forehead.A burning dark golden armor tightly wrapped his body.In one hand, he held a huge scepter that had been eroded by evil energy. There was a circle of terrifying sharp barbs on the scepter. It was the scepter of Argus, a great artifact that could destroy all surface matter within a thousand miles.

In his other hand, he held a huge green long sword.This is the cataclysmic blade forged by the dark titan Sargeras himself. With full force, it is enough to destroy an entire continent!
He is the commander of the Burning Legion, second only to the dark titan Sargeras, and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver, the polluter, Archimonde!

"boom!"

As soon as Archimonde appeared on the biohazard plane, he was instantly surrounded by turbulent energy, his eyes turned into emerald-colored explosive flames, and there were continuous green evil spirits on his blue body instantly. It can rise one after another, reflecting off his dark golden armor, shining brightly!
However, this is just the beginning.As Archimonde fully touched this plane, in the next second, hundreds of jet-black space cracks scattered around him, the earth shook, the sky trembled, and a terrifying energy , It spread in an instant!
"Boom--"

The terrifying energy shock wave killed millions of humans imprisoned in the Dark Portal camp in an instant, and tens of thousands of demons were also unfortunately torn apart by this terrifying shock wave.

In the nearby city, all the buildings collapsed in an instant, the entire city was razed to the ground, and even the rolling mountains in the distance collapsed in an instant!

Within a radius of thousands of miles, everything was destroyed, even the space was constantly fragmented and reorganized, it was difficult to bear the power of Archimonde's fel energy!
This is because Archimonde did not use any offensive power. Just because he came to this plane, the space and matter within a thousand miles were already overwhelmed.

"It's really... a fragile world!"

A thunderous voice sounded from Archimonde's blue head.Immediately, he worked hard to restrain his own strength, which gradually subsided all the chaos around him.

After the chaotic energy and space were gradually smoothed out, Archimonde shrunk his body and looked at the three people not far away who were trying to resist his coercion.

In other words, it is a lich, an orc, or a demon.

"Nathrezim, have you cleared out the army and powerhouses in this plane?" Archimonde looked coldly at the dreadlord who was kneeling on the ground, and said calmly.

"Not yet... There are hundreds of countries in this world. Although they have fallen into a doomsday caused by themselves, they still have strong resistance."

Nathrezim lowered his head humbly, and said with some fear: "Of course, we have also achieved great results. Just now, I have sent a team of doomsday guards to hunt down some powerful enemies."

(End of this chapter)