Reports from all over made Mannoroth the Destructor more concerned about Saga’s presence.

This demon had a premonition that Saga would definitely be one of the biggest obstacles to the Burning Legion.

However, Mannoroth the Destructor couldn’t spare the time to deal with Saga right now, as he was facing a particularly troublesome enemy.

Azeroth, a land of outstanding people and natural wonders, naturally nurtured the Wild Gods as its guardians.

Among them, there was an exceptionally powerful guardian who, on a plain battlefield, led other guardians to rout the demon army, forcing them to retreat step by step.

Even Mannoroth personally leading the demon army to resist was to no avail.

Boom!

A white hoof stomped down, crushing the head of an infernal.

The massive construct-like demigod lifeform, made of rock and engulfed in green flames, froze for a moment before shattering into countless fragments, killing swathes of surrounding demons.

“Demons, you have crossed the line.”

“Azeroth is not a place you can invade at will.”

Accompanied by a calm whisper, an invincible demigod’s might made countless demons around dare not move recklessly.

Reflected in the eyes of the demons was a white stag-like creature.

It had silver-white eyes and fur, shining brilliantly on the fiery, smoke-filled battlefield. Its enormous antlers were sacred and dignified, exuding wisdom, elegance, and power.

The White Stag King, Malorne.

Azeroth had many natural guardians, but if one were to ask who was the strongest, people would unhesitatingly name the White Stag King.

He was almost the oldest natural guardian, the greatest and most powerful demigod, hailed as the strongest in this world.

He roamed the lands of Azeroth, burying countless disasters beneath his elegant figure.

Besides the title of the White Stag King, he had many other names.

The Guardian of the Path, the Holy Spirit of All Beings’ Protection, the Great Ancient Guardian, the White Deer God, the God of Peace, the God of Guidance, the God of Nature’s Protection, the Light of the World, the Sage of the World, the Guardian of Travel, the Purifying Holy Spirit, the Eternal Guardian, and many other titles bestowed upon him by all things in the world, all fully reflecting Malorne’s power.

Upon realizing the Burning Legion had descended, Cenarius, the King of the Forest, immediately sought the help of the White Stag King, whom he greatly respected.

And upon hearing about this, the White Stag King rushed to the battlefield without any hesitation.

Following him were other demigod guardians like the boar Agamaggan, the bear twins Ursoc and Ursol, and the storm crow Aviana. They pierced through the demon army like a sharp knife, blocking the largest demon army led by Mannoroth in this plain area. Before this, the demon army had been unstoppable.

“Foolish, pitiful creatures.”

Mannoroth the Destructor raised a double-headed spear, roaring deafeningly:

“Your actions are meaningless.”

“The Burning Legion will eventually flatten this world. You have no idea what kind of power you’re facing.”

The White Stag King turned his head, his gaze like lightning, staring at Mannoroth.

“Powerful? In my eyes, you are fragile.”

His body leaped high into the sky, then swiftly descended.

The White Stag King’s body was like a silver comet, falling to the ground, landing in the center of the demon army.

However, there was no violent explosion. The ground beneath his hooves didn’t even shake.

But, centered on the White Stag King, a vast energy wave burst out, sweeping through the demon warriors.

Sizzle.

A demon, in horror, found his skin cracking, with colorful flowers growing out.

With a painful roar, his eyeballs burst, from which fine vines, flowers, and tendrils extended, quickly growing out of his body, feeding on his life force.

Around the White Stag King, a vast area turned into a sea of vibrant flowers.

Underneath the sea of flowers lay countless demon corpses.

“Father, your power is as great as ever.”

Cenarius, the King of the Forest, came to the White Stag King’s side, bowing slightly.

Cenarius, half-man, half-deer, was regarded as the offspring of the White Stag King. After his birth, he received much guidance from the White Stag King while walking in Azeroth, deeply respecting him and calling him father.

“Cenarius, join me in exterminating the demon army here.”

The White Stag King charged forward like a white lightning bolt, moving through the demon army.

No demon could withstand even a single blow from him.

His hooves brought wind, creating deadly storms that swept up and killed large numbers of demons.

Not just ordinary demons.

Even demigod-level demon commanders were as fragile as paper before the White Stag King, pierced and torn apart by his invincible antlers, unable to stop his charge.

Other demigod guardians followed the White Stag King, fighting alongside him.

The entire demon army was shattered and routed by the guardians led by the White Stag King.

“I will bring chaos and death to this world, and you, you must submit!”

Mannoroth the Destructor roared in fury.

Boom!

With a powerful leap, the ground beneath him shattered.

The ferocious and violent body of the Destructor disappeared from its original spot, reappearing beside the White Stag King, smashing down with the double-headed spear burning with chaotic fel flames.

Under the shadow of its massive body, the White Stag King, covered in a layer of ghostly green light, remained calm.

Whoosh. His body swiftly turned, dodging the Destructor’s heavy blow.

His body also glowed green, but it was a bright green representing life and nature, not the ghostly green of destruction and death. The White Stag King, resisting the fel flames, stepped on the Destructor’s double-headed spear, quickly closing in on the Destructor’s head, lowering his head, and ramming.

The sacred and dignified giant antlers, as transparent as jade, carried an unstoppable momentum.

In a hurry, the Destructor raised another arm to block in front.

In an instant, fel flame-covered blood splattered.

Tough skin was torn, bones were broken, and half an arm was thrown far away.

At the cost of a broken arm, the Destructor managed to slightly hinder the White Stag King, leaning back to narrowly avoid the fatal blow.

During this, the horns on his head were also broken.

“How can such a powerful demigod exist on this remote planet?”

Looking at the white stag that had stabilized its body on the other side, the Destructor Mannoroth, with a broken arm and horns, felt a chill in his heart.

At the same time, under the efforts of other guardians, the demon army was being defeated, with not much force left.

This wave of invasion could already be declared a failure, only waiting for stronger and more demons to arrive. Just as the Destructor was preparing to retreat and wait for stronger demons to arrive at the Well of Eternity.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a green portal slowly opened.

With the spatial fluctuation, a demon with purple skin, burning fel flames in his eyes, and a slender and elegant figure walked out.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh. Behind him, more demigod demons flew out, hovering in mid-air.

They were huge, with wings on their backs, holding burning green swords, and wearing blazing armor—Doomguards, a type of demon warrior skilled in both fel magic and powerful combat techniques.

While the battle was raging here, another wave of powerful demons arrived from the Well of Eternity, directly heading to this battlefield.

Seeing the leading purple-skinned demon, Mannoroth the Destructor was slightly stunned, then his ferocious and burly body slowly knelt down, speaking with reverence: “Commander, your personal arrival will surely make all resistors submit and make Azeroth burn!”

One of the commanders of the Burning Legion.

One of the right hands of Dark Titan Sargeras.

The Defiler—Archimonde.

He was cruel, cunning, and mastered extremely powerful fel spells, a trusted lieutenant of the Dark Titan who had conquered many planets for him.

And he was not an ordinary demigod.

Only under the seals and suppressions set by the many Titans could he manifest only a demigod level in Azeroth.

“More demon armies have arrived with me. Mannoroth, continue leading the army to conquer other regions. Leave this place to me.”

“Yes!”

The Destructor obeyed Archimonde’s order and retreated.

Meanwhile, Archimonde the Defiler gazed at the white stag that had swept through the demon army, showing an appreciative look, and said: “Demigod, you are very powerful.”

“Among the many worlds I have fought in, among the many demigods I have killed, you are among the top.”

“Azeroth, indeed a world that has attracted my master’s attention, can give birth to a being like you.”

After a pause, the Defiler continued:

“I rarely show mercy, but you have earned my kindness with your strength.”

“Join the Burning Legion, and I will give you a high position, more power, and take you to see a broader universe.”

To Archimonde the Defiler’s invitation, the White Stag King Malorne remained indifferent.

“Demon, if you kneel before me now and repent for the damage you have caused to Azeroth, I will let you die more easily.”

“Die?”

Archimonde smiled slightly, not angry at all, and said:

“Do you know that all the demons you killed will be reborn in another realm of this universe and return? Everything you do is meaningless.”

Demons in this multiverse are born from a place called the Twisting Nether, and their life essence resides there.

Unless killed in the Twisting Nether, they can be reborn there again and again, continuing their endless war and destruction.

“Join the Burning Legion, and you too will be eternal and immortal.”

Archimonde truly admired the White Stag King and continued to invite him.

In response, a bolt of lightning burst from between the White Stag King’s antlers.

“Alright, it seems I can only kill you.”

Archimonde shook his head regretfully.

He pointed, and the Doomguards hovering in the air attacked Cenarius and other guardians, while he himself launched an attack on the White Stag King.

An intense battle erupted.

At this moment, Rhonin and Krasus, along with a powerful night elf lord named Ravencrest, formed a resistance army to fight against the demon army rampaging elsewhere.

Although this lord did not believe in the queen’s betrayal as Rhonin and Krasus said, and still fought in the name of Queen Azshara, he did not relax his resistance against the demon army, thinking that maybe the two were deceived by the demons and made a mistaken judgment.

If Rhonin or Krasus were present, they would surely be shocked by this battle.

The strongest ancient demigod versus the strongest demon commander.

This was a battle recorded in Azeroth’s history, one of the famous battles known to later generations.

But the outcome was not favorable for Azeroth. According to normal development, this battle would end with the White Stag King being killed by Archimonde the Defiler.

A golden dragon lay quietly atop a high mountain, silently watching a demon army passing by at the foot of the mountain.

Due to frequent assassinations of demigod demon leaders, the demons were now much more vigilant and cautious of Saga, taking great care in their actions. If they sensed Saga’s presence, the demon leaders would often flee without hesitation.

Because they wouldn’t truly die here, the demons were fearless.

However, fearless didn’t mean they wanted to die meaninglessly.

They needed time to resurrect in the Twisting Nether, at the cost of some power reduction.

For Saga, although these demons couldn’t escape his pursuit, it undoubtedly consumed more of his time and energy.

Therefore, Saga would adopt different strategies in different situations, not always using the most conspicuous divine descent.

Like a patient hunter, Saga quietly waited for his prey to approach.

Ahead of the demon army, Saga had already set up a Gravity Dimensional Anchor. Once they entered, Saga would strike, quickly killing the demon leader, adding to his already impressive record.

In fact, normal young dragons often used this ambush method to deal with prey due to their lack of strength.

Saga rarely used the normal young dragon’s hunting method but enjoyed the process, only his targets were much stronger than those of normal young dragons.

Time passed quietly.

Soon, the army of thousands of demons, with a demigod leader, stepped into Saga’s dimensional anchor zone.

Whoosh!

With a gust of fierce wind, the golden dragon’s body blocked the sunlight, casting a large shadow over the demon army below. He suddenly burst forth, directly attacking the leader, a humanoid demon with ram horns and a burning giant sword.

However.

As if expecting this, even a bit delighted, the demon leader roared as the golden dragon swooped down:

“Finally, we meet! You think you can easily assassinate our leaders? Foolish creature, you are surrounded by us!”

Boom boom boom boom!

Five demigod auras soared into the sky, revealing the true forms of five demigod demon leaders hidden among the ordinary demons.

A giant infernal demon, burning with green flames and made of rock, as huge as a mountain.

A Dreadlord, with wings, resembling a Deep Abyss Fiend.

An Eredar demon sorcerer with blue-purple skin, of the same race as Archimonde.

A demon inventor, sitting in a mech made of steel and metal, powered by fel energy, with a small body.

A demon guard, wearing heavy armor, holding a giant axe, with muscular and blood-red skin.

A total of six demigod demon leaders appeared here.

There was no lack of intelligence among demons.

To deal with Saga’s assassinations and eliminate this trouble, six demon leaders were in the same small army, waiting for Saga to fall into their trap.

However.

Facing the sudden appearance of five more demigod demons, the golden dragon showed no fear, continuing his attack, his gaze deep and cold:

“No, I have surrounded you alone.”

They thought they were well hidden.

But they were completely exposed to Saga’s powerful perception.

He was waiting for these six demon leaders.

Black gravitational and white electromagnetic glows burst simultaneously, expanding into a colossal black and white dragon with a wingspan of over a thousand meters, centered on the golden dragon.

The immense pressure was like a tidal wave, overwhelming.

The confident demons felt their breath catch.

Contrary to their expectations, the roles of hunter and prey had not reversed.

Boom!

A claw descended, shattering the largest infernal demon into pieces, turning it into rubble.

The demon sorcerer cast a spell, conjuring a powerful fel flame that fell on Saga, but it only caused insignificant ripples on the invisible force field defense on his scales.

In this universe, the demons’ power, representing chaos, was a type of pseudo-divine power.

But pseudo-divine power was not very effective against Saga, unable to easily break his defense.

Turning his head abruptly, a black beam of gravitational energy shot from his eyes, piercing the demon sorcerer’s hastily constructed shield, crushing him entirely.

A swipe of his tail struck the demon guard trying to ambush him from behind.

The robust demon was sent flying, crashing through several mountains. His body, weakened by electromagnetic force, couldn’t withstand the impact and was buried under the collapsing mountains, dying on the spot.

A dragon claw reached out, Universal Attraction binding the fleeing Dreadlord.

The invisible and vast force pulled him into the claw, where the white electromagnetic glow disintegrated his demigod body.

The demon inventor in the fel mech was stunned, hastily launching a series of fel cannon attacks at the terrifying dragon, but they only created sparks on his body, having no other effect.

Boom boom boom!

Countless lightning bolts fell, engulfing and disintegrating the fel mech, killing the demon inventor inside.

In a short time, only the ram-horned demon leader remained.

As the embodiment of cruelty and terror, this demon felt fear for the first time.

Under the dragon’s radiance, he trembled, losing the courage to fight.

Looking down at the terrified demon, Saga’s gaze was indifferent, calmly saying:

“Run away, I don’t kill cowards whose will has been broken.”

Hearing this, the ram-horned demon was slightly stunned, then turned and ran.

“Hmm? You really ran?”

Boom!

With the dragon’s displeased murmur, a giant claw fell, crushing him into pulp.

Meanwhile.

Another powerful demigod aura approached from afar, entering Saga’s sight.

With four arms and four legs, a burly body covered in bone spurs on the upper half, and a lower half as strong as a tyrannosaurus.

Without mourning the death of the six demon leaders, the one now rushing to the battlefield was—

Mannoroth the Destructor.

Plowing a long furrow in the ground, Mannoroth the Destructor came to a sudden stop under Saga’s indifferent gaze.

Facing the majestic dragon, he felt fear.

After leaving the strongest demigod, the White Stag King, Mannoroth came here because of his concern for Saga.

But he didn’t expect to find such a terrifyingly powerful being, who had just killed six demigod demons with ease, giving him a sense of oppression no less than the White Stag King.