I am a blood elf warrior

In the boundless darkness, the pain from the depths of my soul attacked me, slowly awakening my consciousness, I tried to open my eyes, "Uh..." I saw a blurred face, "Weir ?” No, no, the figure in front of me became clearer and clearer, it was Delicinia!

"Master, you're awake!" She hugged me with both hands, with ecstasy on her face.

I stared at her face in a daze, without responding, I suddenly realized that this seemed to be the first time I looked at her so seriously, I have to say, she and Wei Er are really similar!It's unimaginable, as a succubus, she seemed to blushed under my gaze, which surprised me a little, and I reached out to touch her face without thinking about anything. The skin is very delicate and white. It made the blush on her face more obvious!Passing across her face, the eyes and hands automatically move down, the beautiful neck, delicate collarbone, and bare shoulders look so beautiful, I want to manipulate them at will!

"Master~~" Delixinia's trembling call brought me back to my senses, looking at her eyes that seemed to be dripping water, and feeling the charm in the voice, I felt a trace of panic, and then I began to understand, I What did you just do!

"Master~~ I like you!" The trembling in the voice didn't know whether it was fear or excitement, it seemed that something was moving in my chest, oh, yes, it was a violent heartbeat!

"Just...that's it...help me up..." At the critical moment, I suddenly remembered my dream, and another Celica's eyes seemed to be staring at her. I!

"Yes, master." Delixinia's voice was full of loss and frustration, but it seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant!

When I stood up, my mind cleared, and I remembered what happened, "Delysnia, my sword!" Yes, I successfully entered Kil'jaeden through Delysnia's spell I should have succeeded in sealing the magic sword that was given to me, but...

"Master, your sword!" Delixinia offered the magic sword to me from the side.

I reached out to take it, it was very heavy, it was much heavier than before, no, no, it was not that its weight became heavier, but... Sure enough, feeling the accumulation of anger in my body, I waved it With two clicks, I quickly understood what this magic sword was like: absorbing my anger in a large amount and continuously, thus strengthening my attack!I felt a pleasant surprise. For me, this magic sword is simply a divine weapon. Ever since I drank the blood of Mannoroth, I have never had a trace of peace in my heart. The demon sword full of anger and destruction Blood is eroding my sanity all the time, these impulses want to make me give in and become a loyal slave of Mannoroth!I had to be very careful, repress the anger, build up the anger, and try to get it out before I couldn't suppress it!But now that the magic sword has released the seal, it will absorb my anger passively and continuously, and it will also allow me to no longer endure the infestation of Mannoroth's blood!

Of course, this is not a holy sword, but a magic sword. It will continuously devour the user's anger. If it is not supplied all the time, it will even eat the user's other emotions, even the soul. So, this It is a veritable magic sword!But why?This involves the essence of anger. Anger comes from anger, and anger is just a kind of emotion. All emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, are the same in essence, and they are nothing but the excitement or impulse of the soul. , in theory, there are fighters who use joy or sorrow. For this sword, soul and impulse are its fuel!

So why prioritize anger?Because anger is the strongest impulse of the soul, that is, the fuel with the most energy, and therefore, anger is the easiest for soldiers to awaken. The development of other joy and sorrow is too difficult. No one has ever seen a warrior who uses other emotions. !

After thinking about this, I also understood another Celica's warning: Be careful not to be eaten by this magic sword!However, for me, this sword is a well-deserved artifact for me. Maybe even Kil'jaeden and even Mannoroth himself didn't think that I could just use the endless anger brought by Mannoroth's blood Come to raise it, while gaining more power, I can also get rid of the erosion of Mannoroth's blood!

"Very good," I gripped the magic sword tightly, looking at the strange patterns revealed on it: "Anyway, I think you need a new name, so I'll call you 'Breakout'!"

"Dallian, where is Golia?" I asked the tall Shiva Demon, "I want to see her!" After the seal of the magic sword was lifted, the first thing I did was to see Golia.

Soon, I saw Gloria. I couldn’t recognize her from the face and body. Her shriveled skin seemed to lack moisture, and it was tightly attached to the exposed bones. It was different from the strong aggressiveness before. Now she is supported by two Shiva demons with arms, breathing the magic power from the Sunwell weakly and with difficulty, like a seriously ill patient, Delixinya told me from the side: "Master, she is too Longing for magic power, magic addiction made her inhale too much magic power at once, did the magic power erode her body immediately, in the two days since you lifted the seal, her vitality is rapidly withering and withering!"

"How long have I been asleep?" I asked Dallian. "Where are the other warriors? And Ayla and Dawnbreaker? Why didn't I see them?"

"Master Celica, you have been asleep for two days. The others are at the door resisting the counterattack of the natural disasters. They are attacking and want to take back the Sunwell!"

I was silent for a while, and sighed in my heart: Maybe this is fate!I recalled Goliath's entrustment to me in the seal, and leaned over to look at Goliath, "I'm sorry, Goliath, I will let you go, I swear, I will avenge you!"

With a little force, the sharp blade pierced Goliath's heart, and my tears dripped on the ground at the same time as her blood. This magic sword is indeed very powerful. At this moment, my mood is not so painful and sad!

Gloria was too weak, she stopped breathing without even making a sound, I knew exactly what I had done, I hugged her now thin body with my arms, walked towards the Sunwell step by step, knelt down on one knee, looked Seeing her corpse immersed in the light of the Sunwell, "Gorlia, you died for Silvermoon City and the entire high elf, now, I will put you in this Sunwell!"

I closed my eyes and mourned her passing, and soon my heart became firm, and I stood up and turned my back to the light of the Sunwell, I killed my friend, but I can't stop like this, "De Li Xenia, the Organization Warlock destroys the Sunwell, I still have a lot to do!"