There were four trials left by Archmond. With the strength of Akarma and others, it was not a big problem forcibly passing two of the first three trials. Only one trial that tests intelligence and insight stumped Akarma, who had a relatively straight thinking loop.

These trials were originally prepared for the mages of the Mysterious Academy. With the absence of Archbishop Osar, only Aolla was from an orthodox mage.

The wisdom trial similar to Lianlian watches is not difficult for her at all. At best, it is just the level of game. When she was a child, my dad made many similar puzzle toys for her.

When Akama completed the strength trial with one to three, and Eriel, Fariya and Samara brainstorm to complete the courage trial, Alola also easily completed the wisdom trial and got the last rune leading to the core area of ​​the Mysterious Academy.

The last trial is held in the core building inside the Mystery Academy. It takes three trials to obtain the corresponding runes before the final door can be opened.

This trial is actually very simple, you only need to defeat the memory afterimage left by Archmond before the fall.

Before accepting Sargeras's fel energy infusion, Archmond was only the strength of a demigod at the bottom, and the memory afterimage he left to deal with the trial was less than one-fifth of his original body.

Although the trial content only stipulates one-on-one, this is not a problem for the elite coalition officers.

Under Akama's humility, Aurora, who is also an arcane, was responsible for the final trial.

When Andrea brought the bitter double-world walker to Akama and others with the shadow shuttle, Alora's last breath of calmness and leisure fire storm just dispersed the afterimage of Acmond.

After the afterimage disappeared, the enlightenment mark saved in the encrypted subplane emerged. Alora used flash technique to teleport to the hanging gem and reached out to hold the blue-purple gem.

"Hehe~"

Olola turned proudly and compared scissors to his father who had just arrived, "Dad, fortunately, I'm not embarrassed you, right?"

Andrea walked forward with a smile, stretched out his fingers and scraped Aolora's nose.

"Well done, but don't be too proud. The real difficulty will only begin now."

Zenidal was successfully found and two other components of the ruling group crown were recovered. Andrea and others' mission in Macarele was successfully completed.

Andrea wanted the Double World Walker to join the raid on the Burning Throne, but the Double World Walker, who had been very respectful before, shook his head firmly and refused.

"Dear God, please forgive me for refusal."

"The fallen Titan Sargeras cannot be defeated head-on. I still have many things to do, many places I want to go to, and I don't plan to lose my life here for nothing."

Sargeras's invincibility has reached a consensus among all the high races in the material universe, and it is not a shame to admit defeat by the Double Realm Walker.

Andrea did not force him, and entrusted him to continue to clear out the remaining void strength of Makale, turned around and left the floating island with Akama and others on a small spaceship.

The Antolan wasteland has not changed much, and the Burning Legion, which is running around nearby, still stubbornly delaying the coalition's advancement speed. Even Gallard cannot think of any good way to break the situation in such an absolutely head-on battle.

Under Azshara's secret action, Crokuen's progress on the front line was very smooth.

Manolos, the abyss lord who was not smart, was still guarding the bridge in front of the Nascras Fortress. Even though he was covered in scars, he was still unwilling to give way.

Viron is not in a hurry to break through Manolos' defense. Anyway, they are just pretending to attack. It is a good thing to be able to break through the defense, but if they cannot, they will not force it.

As a sudden violent energy storm broke out underground in the Nascras Fortress, the entire fortress ground was lifted from below by unknown forces.

"Da~"

A red palm with sharp claws first poked out from under the ground, and the gloomy faces that were very familiar to senior generals of the Legion such as Manolos followed closely behind.

"Ki...ki...Ki...Kiyadan?!"

Manolos knew Kiljadan's strength very well. Seeing that he had escaped from the cage set up by Sargeras himself, the Abyss Lord, who had never been afraid of heaven and earth, was so scared that he stuttered a little.

Kiljadan and Archmond commanded the Burning Legion for tens of thousands of years, and the accumulated power was not so easy to eliminate. Manolos was very clear about the cruel punishment of the fraudsters, and instinctively showed fear.

In fact, Kiljadan was very weak at this time, and his strength was less than one-third of his peak.

"Swish~"

Azshara led Kiljadan out of the underground prison. Kiljadan, who was very tired, barely held his airs and his majestic eyes swept over the legion demons present.

"Dang!"

Many Ereda demons threw down their weapons on the spot and respectfully knelt on one knee on the ground to salute Kilgadan.

Most of the Erida were dissatisfied with the imprisonment of Kiljaden. Since the fraudsters successfully escaped from Sargeras and weighed the pros and cons, they chose to return to Kiljaden.

Manolos had a bad brain, he only knew how to obey the orders given by his superiors.

After the initial panic, Manolos, who is the defensive general of Naslax, whispered, "What are you doing! Kilgadan is very weak now, capture him again and lock him back into the dungeon. Do you want to go to the Witch Club for a walk?"

"Noisy!" Azshara's eyes flashed with cold light, and her right index finger slightly bounced, and a small hole appeared on Manolos' huge forehead.

"ah!"

The powerful Abyss Lord had no time to let out a scream, and the rapidly expanding rectangular hole completely wiped his head out of the material world.

The headless lord of the abyss shook his body and fell weakly on the ground. The demons around him screamed in horror.

"Mr. Manolos is dead again! Huh? Why do I say again?"

Kiljadin ignored the commotion at the scene. His eyes passed through the positions of the demons and Azeroth coalition forces, landing straight on Viron, who was standing behind the coalition forces, with a very complicated look in his eyes.

"It took tens of thousands of years to come to the conclusion. Is your choice really correct for the Arida civilization? Haha..."

Kiljadan's bitter smile made Viron feel uncomfortable. He and Kiljadan once worked sincerely to lead the Arida to peacefully develop their own unique civilization in Argus.

The arrival of Sargeras changed everything, and the three leaders parted ways due to disagreement.

In the past, Kiljaden and Archmond always believed that they were right, and Viron was just a coward who was treacherous and did not dare to face reality.

This indescribable imprisonment shattered Kiljaden's last fantasy and completely exposed his deep doubts about Sargeras.

Looking up at the fel light belt and the dark green starry sky flowing in the sky of Argus, Kiljadan smiled self-deprecatingly, "What have we done to our hometown over the years? What have we been in exchange for?"

"After all, is it just a nightmare full of deception and exploitation..."
Chapter completed!