In the center of the completely destroyed city ruins, Archimonde, the extremely embarrassed polluter, the strong man among the stars, only has a quarter of his body left, and his eyes are full of evil fire.

, it had completely dimmed at this time.

He looked at the sun in the sky and cursed it, cursed this damn world...cursed everything else he could curse.

He could no longer feel the extreme pain coming from his body, and he knew that he was going to die.

In a posture of indescribable humiliation, he died humbly in the trap arranged for him by the ants... Even if his soul will return to the twisted void and decades later, he will recover and regain the power of destruction, but this

A humiliation in Azeroth was destined to be unforgettable in his long life.

"Laugh, laugh as much as you want."

The Polluter panted and cursed at the sky, then closed his eyes with difficulty, waiting for the moment when his soul returned to the twisted moment...

"It's really... shameful and embarrassing."

But just when the Polluter gave up all hope, a weak voice suddenly sounded from the ruins behind him:

"Defiler, Archimonde, I thought I would have a lot to say to you when I met you... But when I really saw you, I found that I had nothing to share with you.

of..."

The Dark Blade King approached the smaller half of the Defiler's body. He held two swords in his hands, one of which was screaming crazily.

"Who are you?"

The Defiler asked disdainfully. Even though he was about to die, the devil's temperament and temperament had not changed. He was like questioning an ant. With the evil fire in his eyes pulsing, he asked maliciously:
Chapter completed!