Reborn as Hokage, I am actually a god

"Priest, guard the barrier!"

Just as the skeleton spirits summoned by Archimonde were approaching, a huge light curtain was formed by the chanting of the priests of the Clergy Legion. However, the barrier that had always been invincible for the priests encountered an unprecedented accident this time.

Countless dark skeleton spirits densely covered the priests' light curtain, blocking the vision of all priests, and countless black air began to continuously erode the barrier.

"Don't panic! Saints, cross fire and do your best to slow down the enemy's advance. Gunners! Gunners, aim at the team and fire super-large purifying holy light bombs!" The leader of the clergy continued to give orders calmly and did not feel panicked because of the temporary obstruction of his vision.

Archimonde looked at the priests who were buried by his evil spirit curse, and could not help but curl up a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth again, "Enjoy the feast brought to you by fear!"

However, the countless rain-like bullets from the opposite side of the Clergy Legion made his smile stop in an instant.

"How is it possible that these guys can still launch an attack!" Looking at the priests who were still wrapped in his curse, Archimonde's eyes flashed with surprise. In the past, in the void battlefield, as long as such a domain of his was opened, the army of the Naaru would be directly defeated.

However, he did not expect that in a small Azeroth, there would be a legion attacking his own territory. Looking at the Burning Legion with its limbs and arms flying in the dense attack, Archimonde felt angry. This was his shame. As a demon lord, his most powerful skill did not even evoke fear in the enemy.

At this moment, a huge light bomb flew from afar. Archimonde's eyes narrowed, and he immediately wanted to shrink the black air in his domain to protect his men. Although he did not care about the loss of low-level demons, he had lost enough troops before the battle began. If he suffered another big loss, his colleagues would laugh at him to death when he returned. He was the strongest demon after Kil'jaeden.

However, his movement suddenly stopped, because this time the light bullet was not shot towards his side, but exploded directly above the clergy's team. For a moment, the dazzling white light illuminated the entire battlefield again.

When Archimonde opened his eyes again, he instantly understood why the priests did this. The team was infected by white light, and the curse of the enemy's souls that he had trapped also disappeared.

But the priests were not having an easy time either. In resisting Archimonde's curse attacks, the priests' own holy power was consumed too quickly. This was the first time that the priests encountered such a difficult opponent.

"Damn it, do you think this is all my power?" Archimonde roared angrily, and countless densely packed skeletons flew out from the dark clouds in the sky again, attacking the clergy on a large scale.

At this time, the leaders of the clergy in the front also looked unhappy and looked at each other.

"Priests, attack together!"

Just as the skeletons surrounded them again, three dazzling golden lights suddenly lit up in the Legion of the Clergy. Archimonde looked closely and saw that the originally neatly arranged enemy forces had almost disappeared. Three giants who were larger than himself and radiating golden light appeared on the battlefield opposite.

"What kind of strange ability is this?" A hint of doubt flashed in Archimonde's eyes, but his hands did not stop moving.

The skeleton ghosts kept surrounding the three giants of light, but this time when the skeletons got close, the golden light emanating from the giant of light quickly ignited the surrounding ghosts, and the lightsaber in his hand kept waving, and many ghosts disappeared with almost every strike.

For the first time, Archimonde felt the difficulty of the enemy. He knew that this was only a small part of the enemy's force. After all, they were watching the whole battle of Arthas. However, the cruelty and tyranny of the demon lord made them never afraid before fighting. Any battle had to be fought once.

Archimonde gritted his teeth, increased the cursed fel energy, and began to order the Burning Army to attack. He did not believe that mere humans could consume the huge amount of fel energy in his body and the endless Burning Army.

Sure enough, not long after, Archimonde discovered that the golden light around the giant of light formed by the combination of the enemies was becoming dimmer, which made him feel a little ecstatic.

"Haha! Go to hell!" A hint of crazy excitement flashed in Archimonde's eyes, and a more powerful green light emerged from his body. Countless vengeful spirits in the sky began to gather, and meteorites with green flames kept falling towards the earth indiscriminately.

This time it was a pure physical attack! Accompanied by loud "booms", the sound of heavy blows echoed like thunder over the battlefield. The giants of light transformed by the Holy Clergy were like a lone boat in a storm, swaying in this endless sea of ​​destruction. Their bodies were hit by heavy blows, and every collision caused a heart-pounding vibration.

In an instant, cracks began to appear on the body of the Giant of Light. With the final blow, the Giant of Light of the priests collapsed. Countless priests fell to the ground, with traces of blood flowing from the corners of their mouths under their armor.

Countless demons swarmed in, covering the holy clergy legions like a tide, with extremely cruel smiles flashing in their eyes.

Archimonde's crazy laughter resounded throughout the venue, but after a while he realized something was wrong. The enemy was now limp and motionless, unable to stand up, but the demons' swords had no effect on the armor of the priests.

The Holy Light Armor, which has gone through several generations, is no longer made of crude steel. It is made of active titanium alloy, plus the built-in defense formations of the priests. It is the greatest confidence of the temple to protect every priest who guards the glory of the Holy Light. Even if they are unable to fight again, the enemy will never be able to harm the precious priests.

Unless they show up for glory themselves, the enemy can only use the shock of heavy weapons to hurt their bodies if they want to hurt the clergy. However, the shock can only cause serious injuries to the bodies of clergy who are at least level 40, and cannot kill the clergy. But is serious injury a problem in front of the temple?

As long as the clergymen are not dead, the temple can easily pull them back from the brink of death.

The angry Archimonde walked to a priest lying on the ground and shouted, "Get out of my way, you useless bastard!" With one blow, he smashed the demons that were surrounding and hacking at the priest into pieces.

Archimonde's green eyes saw the disdainful eyes of the priest hidden under the black glass mask, "Damned ants, you foolish and ignorant bastards, do you think you can look down on the great void demon with a tortoise shell?" With that, the angry Archimonde punched the priest's mask heavily.

"boom!"

The enormous force caused the earth to tremble slightly continuously, and a huge deep pit was formed with the priest as the center.

Archimonde loosened his fist and saw a crack on the cheek of the priest. The tiny human who looked down on him was bleeding from all seven orifices and had fainted. However, his weak breathing told Archimonde that the human inside was still alive.

At this moment Archimonde suddenly felt a little frightened. What kind of crazy organization could be this that would equip a mere soldier with armor that was as good as a divine weapon? His angry attack could only leave a tiny crack on the armor.

Looking at the thousands of priests lying on the ground, Archimonde suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. Did he have to keep punching them one by one? Would Azeroth be invaded again?