Reborn as Hokage, I am actually a god

"Haha! Haha! We, the Burning Legion, have finally set foot on this land again. The air here is filled with the smell of sweet food." A tall demon with long bat wings behind him was laughing wildly, and behind him were groups of demons lined up in neat rows, holding various weapons.

At this time, the entire Well of Eternity had been completely polluted and turned into an evil green color, and a tall portal was erected in the center of the Well of Eternity.

The once noble Sun King and the arrogant parliamentarians were now shriveled up like dried corpses. They were crawling around the Well of Eternal Scars, welcoming the arrival of the demons with looks of humility.

Now each of them has gained the power of immortality and no longer needs the energy of the Well of Eternity.

"Arthas, you are worthy of being the greatest Lich King!" Archimonde moved his huge body and walked in front of Arthas, looking down at him, saying words of praise, but there was unconcealable mockery in his eyes.

"Haha, I hope you, a group of powerful monsters in Ner'zhul's mouth, can withstand the attack of the temple." Arthas also pursed his lips in disdain.

"Haha, mere humans, even if they have the help of the Naaru, they can never resist our Burning Legion."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, fierce artillery bombardment broke out throughout Quel'Thalas.

Arthas's face changed, "These guys are coming so quickly!" Arthas felt that his undead were disappearing on a large scale.

"Stop talking nonsense and go out to meet the enemy! They are already here."

Archimonde's face darkened instantly. He felt a nameless rage rising in his heart due to Arthas's contempt for him, and he swung the burning giant sword in his hand towards Arthas.

"boom!"

Arthas, who was unable to react in time, was blasted out of the hall by the sudden attack and instantly fell into a critical state of being seriously injured and dying. "Who do you think you are? How dare a mere chess piece speak to the great demon lord, me! like this?"

Arthas angrily used Frostmourne to support his body. At this moment, he felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and his strength was only one tenth of what it was. "You guys, I summoned you here."

"Haha! That's why you are useless now, Arthas, you lowly human." After saying that, Archimonde swung his giant sword and cut off Arthas' head with one blow.

Arthas, wearing the crown, felt dizzy and his head rolled on the ground like a ball. The crown also fell to the side. The soul fire in his eyes looked at Archimonde who was laughing wildly with a trace of unwillingness, and the soul fire was slowly dissipating.

"Father! I was wrong!" Arthas, who regained his consciousness before his death, fell into eternal darkness with endless regret.

The Sun King and the others nearby could not help but tremble when they saw this scene. However, Archimonde ignored these useless maggots and strode towards the door.

"Azeroth, prepare to meet your demise! Everything is for the long-cherished wish of our Lord. The Burning Legion will kill and destroy everything you see before your eyes!"

"Ow! Ow! Ow!"

The demons roared excitedly and rushed out of the hall of the Well of Eternity like a tide, destroying all the buildings they saw along the way.

However, before they could get excited for long, countless streams of light began to fall from the sky. White balls of light bloomed with holy light among them, and all the demons that were touched by this light began to scream heartbreakingly, including their twisted souls.

Countless black spheres looming in the sky were watching their every move.

"Captain, new monsters have emerged from the palace."

A commander who was checking the surveillance footage stood up and reported.

"Hmm! Is it a demon?!"

"Eighty percent similar to the demons recorded in Azeroth's literature."

"Have the ground troops equipped with high-powered holy light purification bombs. We must consume the demons' manpower when they rush out of the city. We are short-handed. Three legions cannot trap all the existing demons. We must insist that Pope Doria come back."

"Yes! Captain."

As soon as Archimonde walked out of the hall, he saw his army screaming and turning into black ash in the countless white lights. His arrogant expression froze instantly. "This is actually a weapon specifically designed to deal with demons. When did the Naaru have such a method?"

However, just as he fell into deep thought, a ball of light like a small moon was rapidly shooting towards the center of the city. The scorching white light was so intense that even a demon as powerful as him could feel a faint restlessness.

Just as he was thinking about how to respond, the ball of light burst open above the city with a bang, and the dazzling white light instantly covered the entire city.

Archimonde suddenly closed his eyes and felt a burning and stinging pain on his skin, with occasional crackling sounds and the painful cries of his men ringing in his ears.

The white light faded away, and Archimonde slowly opened his eyes. He felt a pain all over his body as if it was cut by a knife. When his vision returned to normal, he was horrified to find that his Burning Legion and the undead army that spread throughout Quel'Thalas were instantly cleared out, and the entire city was covered with a layer of holy light.

The Burning Legion demons who were originally rushing out excitedly now took back their steps out of the hall in fear.

But the Burning Legion behind him did not give him the chance to shrink back, and the powerful pushing force pushed him out of the hall.

As soon as he set foot outside, the demon felt as if his feet were on fire, and a piercing pain rushed into his mind.

"what!"

The demon rolled on the ground in agony, but the more he struggled, the more white flames appeared on his body, until he turned into a white torch amidst a shrill cry.

Seeing his men completely ignited as soon as they went out, Archimonde could no longer hold back the rage in his heart. When had they, the demons, been bullied like this by the enemy? Often, these screams were brought to the enemy by them.

A trace of brutality ignited in Archimonde's eyes, "Demon realm!" Instantly countless black mists emerged from Archimonde's body and began to cover the entire city, covering the purification field created by the Sanctuary's super-large purification bomb, and quickly eroding the white light covering the city.

Archimonde strode towards the direction where the holy light bullets were fired, followed by countless demon armies. Of course, the attacks of the priests did not stop either. Various shells were continuously fired from the well-constructed defense lines, constantly depleting the number of demons.

Archimonde, who was walking to the city gate at this time, looked very unhappy. Just approaching the enemy, his legion had lost no less than 200,000 men. For him, who commanded a million-man legion, this loss was not small. He himself was not feeling well either.

The various shells did not cause much damage to him, but there was always some damage, especially those shells that instantly illuminated the entire city, which consumed a lot of his strength. This forced him to activate his demon domain all the time, otherwise the demon legions would be unable to move.

"I finally see you ants. Go to hell, you mere human worms!" Looking at the legion of clergymen standing ready for battle in the distance, Archimonde showed a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

Archimonde raised his right hand high, and countless vengeful spirits flew out of his body, filling the entire sky and forming a huge dark cloud. Archimonde waved his hand, and countless vengeful spirits with black gas quickly flew towards the Clergy Corps. "I really want to see how you look when you are cursed and terrified!"

The demon legions also excitedly waved their weapons and rushed towards the priest legions. The heavy bombardment that the enemy didn't even see just now made them extremely aggrieved. This time they could finally tear the enemy's flesh and blood with their bare hands, and each of them had a bloodthirsty expression on their face.