The veteran archmage was strong enough to kill hundreds of undead in the first wave of attacks, but more undead rushed over, and then there were demons who joined the battle, the demons summoned by Tikdios, and he had been busy with this for the day he had disappeared.

Cerberus after Cerberus rushed into the group of mages, absorbing their mana, and the mighty mages quickly became weak, inferior to even the most ordinary mage apprentices.

The huge meteorite trailed orange and green flames, screaming through the sky.

The earth shook as they fell, and out of the crater crawled out of the pit one hellfire after another, and Tikdios, hidden in the shadows, continued to summon the vanguard of the Burning Legion.

In the end, when Arthas himself joined the battle, the archmage Dredon, who was bent on destroying the summoning ceremony, still died under the sorrow of Frost, because Kel'thugad had already arranged a one-way teleportation blockade here, and he could only enter and not exit, and Drayden could not escape.

Dredden is an amazing mage who blows himself up at the last minute and completely destroys his body and soul to avoid being enslaved by Frost Sorrow.

Arthas glanced back, only to see Kel'thugad levitated in mid-air, arms outstretched, horned head raised. Torrents of energy crackled and gushed out, and a green, stadium-like sphere began to form. Then, suddenly, the lich walked out of the circle with his hands down.

"Show up, Lord Akmund!" Kel'thugad shouted: "Enter this world and let us bathe in your power!" ”

The green sphere kept expanding, stretching, getting taller and brighter, and eventually it was no longer the size of a stadium, but almost as big as a small town and a large castle!

In an instant, a pillar of flame soared into the sky, causing a series of lightning bolts to burst out of the circle. Then, in the place where there was nothing before, a tall, powerful, and terrifying creature with some kind of evil and danger suddenly appeared.

What a creature that is!

It was a blue giant twenty or thirty meters tall, far bigger than most dragons! Anubrekan, who was taller than one floor, was as small as a little mouse in front of him!

He's not as hideous as the Dreadlord or the Abyss Lord, and doesn't give a sense of evil, more like an amplified version of an intelligent human.

In fact, he comes from a great race, a race that has created a brilliant civilization, a race whose understanding of arcane and light is far superior to that of humans and the High Elves, and even rivals the ancient Night Elf Empire!

His people were not much taller than humans, but the terrifying evil energy had expanded his body to the point it was now.

The humanoid creature tore open the sky and stepped onto the ground, and as he approached, mind-burning nightmares appeared in the darkness, then the sound of destruction that rang out in the hearts of all, and finally the painful wails that were about to tear the spirit.

His existence is a taboo!

He came into this world, and he was unstoppable!

No one could stop him, not even the great gods of the wilderness, not even the legions of the five-colored dragons that guarded the world, or the Titan guardians who had guarded the world for countless thousands of years!

A deep, loud voice cut through the noise of the battlefield.

"Tremble, mortals, despair! The end has come to this world! ”

Tikdios suddenly appeared, then walked up to Akmund and bowed deeply. Kel'thugad also prostrates before the polluter, like the humblest of servants. Only Arthas, the death knight with the unyielding blood of the Minahir family in his veins, took the reins and chose to watch from afar.

Nothing could bring the people of the Minahir family to their knees, not even Akmund.

"Lord Akmund, everything is ready." Tikdios was respectful and respectful, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, because in front of the other party, the entire Dreaddemon King race was just a servant, a servant who could be pinched to death at will!

The Dreadlord can't be truly killed outside of the Warped Void, so Tikdios has always had nothing to fear, but Akmund can!

"Very well, Tikdios." Akmund nodded perfunctorily at the demon who was lower than him, "Since I have come to this world, the Lich King is of no use to me. From now on, it's up to you, the Dreadlord, to command the Scourge Legion, follow in my footsteps and destroy this miserable world! ”

Arthas, who had learned everything from Kel'thugad, was still shocked. The Scourge legion capable of destroying Lordaeron, Dalaran, Quel'Thalas, and even the entire Eastern Continent, the Lich King, who sat on the Frozen Throne and was as powerful as a god, was just a plaything in Akmund's eyes?

How powerful is he?

"My goal is not here, on another continent across the sea. But before I do that, I'm going to make an example of these insignificant mages...... I'm going to destroy their city and turn it into the dust of history. ”

Akmund crouched down as if playing, his fingers scribbling on the ground, and soon drew the outline of a city, which was the outline of Dalaran.

The outline is the seal.

A casual painting is a seal that even Antonidas's best efforts could not create, containing unimaginable power and knowledge, and Kel'thugad, who retreated to the side of Arthas, was extremely excited and eager to have the same great power.

He clutched the Book of Medivan, believing that it would give him everything he wanted.

Because the original owner of this book has been favored by the Dark Titans.

"In this seal, the end of mankind will be born, and it will become a symbol of humanity's vulnerability. Those arrogant and insignificant human beings have used their weak wisdom and strength to build their own kingdom, and now this kingdom is about to be destroyed by the power they are proud of! ”

Akmund casually grabbed a handful of dust from the ground and lightly scattered it, forming a projection of Dalaran now, or not a projection at all, but a real Dalaran, and Dalaran in the distance seemed to be a projection.

The whole of Dalaran was under Akmund's men.

Akmund moved closer, then stretched out his right hand and gripped the tallest and most central building of the Dalaran model, which was Violet Castle.

With a slight pinch, the model turned into dust again, and there was a loud bang from Dalaran in the distance, and the Violet Castle, which was protected by countless enchantments and full of arcane energy, also collapsed with the model, as if it had been crushed by the hand of an invisible giant, and turned into powder!

Akmund looked at what he had done with satisfaction, then stretched out his hands and wrapped them.

In the next moment, the entire Dalaran model completely turned into dust, and the Dalaran City in the distance seemed to be embraced by an irresistible force, and in a roar, the greatest city of the Seven Kingdoms of the Human Race was destroyed so easily.

All the buildings were wiped out, and Dalaran was gone! The dust and gravel that flew in the air fell mercilessly to the ground, and the supreme masterpiece of human magical civilization was destroyed and completely disappeared!

Seeing all this, Arthas could hardly believe his eyes!

He personally commanded the Scourge Legion to attack Silvermoon City and the Well of the Sun, and personally participated in the attack on Dalaran, knowing how difficult it was to break through such a magical city, he even paid tens of thousands of undead for it, and those undead were destroyed by the power of the mages, and they couldn't even be resurrected!

Fifty percent of the Scourge Legion's entire strength on this continent has been wiped out because of this battle!

However, the demon lord in front of him wanted to do all this so easily, it was like a child playing with mud, and it couldn't be easier.

He doesn't even need to be there in person, he can destroy at will!

Is this really a force that humans can resist?

Is this really a force that this world can resist?

After doing all this, Akmund seemed bored, stood up, walked off into the distance, and quickly disappeared from sight.