Chapter 953: Taunt

Thrall also left.
Just as Duke was preparing to follow and flash away, Jaina took Duke's hand by hand, a tremor came from the soft palm, and a touch of water vapor, which was hand sweat.
"Duke, can we win? Against such opponents, can mortals really win? Do I really have a day of revenge?"
In the face of such an enemy, as long as it is not a lunatic, it is inevitable to have fear in your heart.
Staring at Jaina's beautiful eyes like glass, Duke smiled.
"Yes! Definitely! And today!"
Duke was so determined, so scorching, that almost unreasonable confidence that suddenly filled Jaina's entire heart.
A few hundred meters away, the Queen Queen holding a bow and arrow suddenly saw that the two standing figures overlapped suddenly, and then split apart instantly, and the Queen Queen took a sip.
"Bastard boy! If I can survive today, I must clean up you!"
Zhentian's footsteps were near.
Closer!
The closer you get, the more shocking the shaking is.
Mortal forces have all retreated, and if Archimond summons ordinary demons to enter the battlefield, they will naturally attack again.
If there is only Archimonde, then this will only be a stage for pure power only.
Finally, Archimonde's huge body that had to look up finally appeared on the top of Mount Hyjal, on this stage selected by the three factions.
In front of the fifty-story wave ss, mortals are as small as a group of ants.
"Hahaha! Hahahaha! I thought that all the so-called warriors who were fighting against the Burning Legion were scared away. Why, you have only this few people in the so-called hundreds of thousands of troops? Hahaha!" Ah Cromond's wild laughter echoed across the top of the mountain in the shape of a small basin.
The Ereda language is clearly spoken. The meaning in Archimonde's sentence is directly inserted into the spiritual world of everyone through the mind.
If mortals are here, it is estimated that there will be a direct mental breakdown and violence.
Tyrande, in bright silver and white armor, was riding a white tiger, and stood out from the crowd, shouting in a clear and trembling voice: "Ackermond! We are here today, destroy you!"
"Huh?" Archimonde had a playful expression on his huge, mountain-like face. He stretched out a huge finger and ticked off, "Is there any other tricks, let me go!" "
Aside, Malfurion yelled on the spot: "Accept justice for justice! Archimonde the Defiler"
The next moment, Archimonde was suddenly surrounded.
In the midst of a mist of green, four towering figures almost as large as Archimonde appeared.
I can see clearly that these four mountain-like figures are: ancient trees, ancient trees of war, ancient trees of wisdom, and ancient trees of wind.
As a special race coexisting with the night elves, the tree people have always had a special and lofty status in the night elven world.
Prior to that, Malfurion had vocally said that Archimonde would definitely be weakened, and now Duke finally understood how to weaken it.
That's the power of the Emerald Dream!
Summon those ancient trees that have been in reality for many years and live eternally in the emerald dreamland, and use the power of dreamland to suppress Archimonde to the maximum!
Obviously, Malfurion and Treant succeeded.
"Ahhhh!" Countless green light dots, large and small, emerged from the illusion and intruded directly into Archmund's body.
In the field of vision, Archimonde, who seemed almost immensely large, was shrinking rapidly. The scene was very weird, as if an iceberg had melted 70% to 80% in seconds.
It took a while for Archimonde's body to finally settle.
The four ancient tree phantoms still seem to want to work hard to suppress the power of Archimonde, but no matter how they wave their arms to urge the power from the Emerald Dream, Archimonde's height is still solidified at 15 meters.
Although the five-story building is still very tall, at least it can still be seen in the field of vision. It is completely different from the fifty-story building that can barely see the top.
"Woohoo" Archimonde gasped in chaos, without the slightest panic on his face, but a eager expression.
As the vanguard of the Burning Legion, Archimonde who claimed to be the God of War in the universe, never feared the enemy's trap. All he cares about is whether his opponent is strong enough, or if he can bring greater pleasure to his killing and destruction.
He was not overjoyed that the ants of Azeroth could weaken him to this point.
"Ha ha! Ants, do you think you weakened me and you can knock me down? Not enough is enough! Are there more surprises for me?" On Ak's chin, those tentacle-like beards were Wiggling flexibly, she saw several beauty heroines frown.
Malfurion approached Duke: "Really, is that all right? Just weaken his defense and shrink his size ..."
In Malfurion's mind, it should have been to weaken Archimonde's offensive power, or to weaken all aspects of the power. Instead of this, 20% is used to reduce the size of Ak, and 80% is used to reduce defense.
"No! That's it! If you don't cut your defense, that's really impossible to fight!" Duke will always remember how thick and thick Archimonde was when he landed. The sun-level mage tower's attack can't be broken.
Counting the vitality of Ak's horror to the level of mourning, it is really not enough to let the three factions die a hundred times.
Only land defense, not offense, even if this is a crazy move like a tightrope, at least there is still a thought.
Not much to say, at this time, the battle that determines the fate of the world is off!
"Kane!" Duke ordered.
Among the crowd, the most burly Tauren chief came out.
No one would have thought that there is such a wonderful ridicule in this world
Kane's rough cow face had a very rich expression, which was full of disdain. He despised the boss of the Burning Legion. He also made an exaggerated action, pointing his thick finger to Archimonde, and then to the of a night blade on the ground.
There is a shell on the poop, making a into a ball ...
The old cow stepped on it like this.
"Pop!" With a sigh, he stepped on the sad like a and knew nothing.
Duke is incomprehensible to the way the old cow taunts.
Does this mean Archimonde is a shit?
Or is he a demon who can only play poo?
Is Shit Lang the main body of his Ake?
Well, no matter what kind of ghost it is?
Anyway, Ak was angered. He yelled and raised the interstellar gesture at him towards the other side. Well, put away the left and right fingers, and the old cow with only the left was killed.