Archimonde stepped forward again, his right fist wrapped in black lightning, smashing down on Varian, and roared, "Your soul will wither forever!"
I will never give in!
Varian struggled to draw his sword, trying to block the punch that he could not possibly block, but Archimonde's fist did not hit him. A powerful force of holy light quickly pulled him back until he was dragged to Claudia's side. The girl's face was much paler than before. It took her a lot of energy to deal with the shadow ball.
Archimonde did not continue to pursue Varian, but blocked Jaina's fireball with his backhand. He glanced at Jaina out of the corner of his eye, and countless green fel flames rushed towards the latter, putting Jaina, who was short of mana, into a dilemma again. Then he focused his attention on Claudia beside Varian.
That is the power of order that belongs to the Titans!
Archimonde looked at Claudia coldly and chose the girl as the first target to be killed. Sargeras once ordered that whenever anyone using the power of the Titans was encountered, they must be killed without mercy!
Archimonde raised his hand to lock onto Claudia, endless death force gathering at his fingertips, ready to unleash. At the same moment, Claudia felt the palpitation of being locked in a spell. In her current state, she couldn't resist the demigod's ultimate spell. But she didn't stop her movements. Holy light flashed in her right hand, healing Varian, who struggled to raise his sword to block her.
Archimonde watched the boring relationship between the two humans indifferently and spat out four cold words: "Finger of Death!"
You were badly injured and you knew you were going to die, Varian, but you still stood in front of me and tried to protect me.
Facing the incoming spell, Claudia looked at the man standing in front of her with gentle eyes, feeling deeply moved. The next moment, the tenderness in her eyes turned into determination, and her left hand quickly drew a rune, and holy light was gathering.
I can't let my lover die in my place.
Claudia landed a powerful blow on Varian, sending the weakened opponent flying. At the same time, the last of the holy light in the girl's body formed a powerful spell that struck Varian. Varian's injuries were quickly recovered from the blow, but he looked at the girl with despair and exclaimed, "Claudia, you..."
The girl's remaining words echoed in Varian's heart along with the powerful spell: "I've been very happy these past few days. Thank you for teaching me what love is."
Countless memories of the two of them flashed through the girl's mind, from the initial forced and unwillingness, to the subsequent pounding heartbeat, and then to the recent no regrets. Tenderness and attachment flashed in her eyes again, and finally lingered on happiness. The girl showed a perfect smile, and her words continued to echo in Varian's mind:
"Let the Guardian Spirit accompany you for a while longer, Varian."
"Finally, I love you."
The Finger of Death silently struck Claudia. The girl froze abruptly, the expression on her face completely frozen in an instant, and then she collapsed to the ground as if she had fallen asleep, with golden spots of light slowly emanating from her body.
Varian roared and leaped up to pounce on Archimonde. A pair of golden wings appeared on his back. The powerful spell just now had restored him to his peak condition. Archimonde's expression remained unchanged. He summoned dark green flames to guard the surface of his body and punched Varian again.
Bang!
The earth shook violently, and the two figures separated. Varian had several more burns on his body, the wings behind him had disappeared, and a scar appeared on Archimonde's shoulder, but Archimonde's expression remained indifferent. He pointed at Varian again, and a blood-red lightning struck down from the sky.
The lightning did not strike Varian, but disappeared along with the shield that isolated several people. Medivh, wearing a cloak, stood in front of Varian. A silver flame separated from his palm, blocking Archimonde's attack. Jaina seized the opportunity to launch a group teleportation.
The next moment, everyone appeared on the top of a mountain thousands of meters away. Varian rushed to the girl and held her in his arms. The girl's body was still warm, but more points of light were flying out of her body. Beside her, the light of the Silver Hand flashed by. Varian, with a sad expression, suddenly looked up and said to Medivh anxiously, "Save her!"
Medivh's originally calm face showed a noticeable hesitation as he said defensively, "She originally..."
"Please!" Varian interrupted Medivh with tears in his eyes.
After seeing the tears in the man's eyes, Medivh sighed and could not bear to continue refusing. He said, "Never mind. I owe you this."
Medivh clutched Atiesh in his right hand and swung it toward the sky. The void was torn apart, and a vast arcane force descended from the sky. Medivh's hunched body instantly stood straight, and he declared in a slow but incomparably majestic voice: "In the name of Tirisfal, time will cease to flow within her body, and her soul will be temporarily kept in the Astral Plane!"
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