Rise of the blood elves

"I need time to think."

Angmar stared at Azshara for a while, then turned and walked out.

Azshara did not stop him, and said leisurely behind him: "I'm afraid there isn't much time left for you. Maybe it will take two or three months for my army to take over the furnace of origin, but who knows, who will be the next demon? When will it be teleported here? If you make a decision, I will wait for you here."

Angmar remained silent and left the side hall. Ignoring Dath'Rema who was waiting outside the door, he opened the portal directly and chose the mansion in Suramar City as his destination.

After a few breaths, he appeared in the "garden".

Elisande and Aluriel were frightened by the sudden flash of blue magic. They thought it was another attack from the Eternal Dragon. They were relieved when they saw that it was Angmar and were about to step forward. , but was stopped in place by Angmar's extremely gloomy expression.

"old teacher"

At this time, only eleven or twelve hours had passed since Angmar set off for Zin Aissalin Palace.

"Teacher, Thalyssra is being raped," Elisande said worriedly, but was interrupted by Angmar before he could finish speaking.

"Follow me, I have something to tell you." Angmar greeted and walked towards his room with hurried steps.

The two had no choice but to follow in a hurry.

After pushing open the door, Angmar began to pack his things. He put all the previously filled crystals into the enchanted space bag, opened the bag, and swept in all the mana potions and alchemy preparations on the table.

He suddenly remembered something, poured the enchanted crystals onto the table, and started rummaging inside.In his free time, he engraved spells on some crystals and transformed the crystals into carriers that used his own magic as energy and could activate one-time defensive spells. They were originally intended for Elisande's self-defense.

Something hard and angular touched Angmar's finger.

He picked up the crystal that blocked his view, held it in front of his eyes and examined it carefully. It was the golden scales that condensed after Nozdormu's death.

It is about half the size of a palm, extremely hard and heavy in the hand, with quicksand surging under the crystal clear skin.

Angmar looked at it for a while, then put the scales away close to his body, and continued to look for crystals. After a while, he found three crystals engraved with complex spells and handed them to Elisande.

"The crystal can identify your magic, Avery. Activate it when you are in danger. It can hold up a barrier strong enough to withstand the bombardment of the legendary mage's spells. Then don't be brave and ask the Magister Council for help immediately. Do you understand?"

Elisande held the crystal in confusion, not understanding what Angmar wanted to say.

Angmar said while counting his luggage for the last time:

"I'm going on a long trip, and I don't know when I'll be back. While I'm away, you may be attacked by the Eternal Dragon, the same dragon that attacked me yesterday. It's not safe here. Go find Master Padrich, he will Protect yours.”

"My lord, Master Padrich has been captured." Oruriel said in a deep voice.

"Captured" Angmar stopped moving his hands.

"Many royal mages came at midnight, claiming that Speaker Lloyd had committed treason, and arrested all the members of the Magister Parliament in the name of purging his henchmen. Even Miss Thalyssra was taken away for investigation. Some middle-level We are not immune, and now people in the city are panicked.”

"Teacher, I just wanted to tell you this, but you interrupted me." Elisande looked at Aluriel and said worriedly.

Angmar lowered his head and pondered. He knew that Azshara was purging dissidents.After a moment, he took out a magic communication stone and handed it to Elisande.

"Go to Prince Faroldis, he will protect you. If the prince is also arrested, then activate this communication stone and inform the people over there of the situation, do you understand?"

This is a pair of remote communication stones that can be called a masterpiece in the arcane field of Quel'Thalas. They were brought by Angmar from the main timeline.Asking Dath'Remar to notify him if any demons were found crossing the rift, Angmar handed him another communication stone.

When Elisande explained the situation to him, Angmar firmly believed that this upright "night elf" would make the right choice.

"What should Thalyssra do?"

Angmar stuffed the enchanted space bag into his arms and walked out, "Don't worry about Thalyssra, they won't make things difficult for her."

Elisande hurriedly chased after him, "What about you, where are you going?"

"Do what I have to do."

Angmar kept walking and asked Aluriel to take good care of Elisande. Without waiting for the two to say goodbye, he quickly walked out of the corridor, cast the teleportation spell again, and disappeared in the azure magic light.

His destination is the Longmian Temple that stands on the frozen land in the north.No matter where the distant lair is in Azeroth, there will always be members of the five-color dragon clan guarding this sacred tower that witnesses the origin of the five-color dragon clan.

Angmar must warn the five Aspect Dragons, strictly speaking, the four Aspect Dragons except Neltharion.The Earth Guardian has long gone mad under the influence of the Dark Whisper of the Ancient God. Although he has not succumbed to the will of the void, he no longer adheres to his former mission.In a few years, he will trick other dragons into donating their life essence and create the supreme artifact to rule the five-color dragon clan: the Dragon Soul.

Angmar cannot fight against the Fallen alone, let alone create an extremely powerful Azshara. The five-color dragon clan is the only hope and can help him. As for the demigods living all over the world, wait for Angmar to find him. For them, I'm afraid it's too late.

He carefully chose the teleportation destination at the northern border of the Night Elf Empire to prevent the Fallen from noticing his movements and blocking them.

After releasing his mental power and confirming that there were no ambushes within dozens of kilometers, Angmar relaxed and used short-range teleportation to teleport to the edge of the mental exploration range.This cycle goes on and on, and potential dangers must be eliminated before each teleportation. Although it is necessary to endure the strong dizziness caused by continuous teleportation, it is better to be safe.

After doing this a dozen times, he finally entered the cold zone of northern Kalimdor.

After confirming that there was no one around, and just about to teleport again, Angmar suddenly felt a strong sense of vigilance in his heart. Instantly, a powerful magical force that Mo Ran could resist came to him, which directly resolved his teleportation spell and locked him tightly. The space around him.

A majestic rock giant slowly emerged in the air not far away.Angmar's face suddenly darkened, and his majestic mental power failed to notice this enemy so close at hand.

He wears a crown and gorgeous clothes. The thick beard on his face is as rough as a rock, as if it was directly carved out. There is still magic light in his hands that has not been dissipated.

Angmar began to crazily stimulate the Sunwell Essence in his body, releasing all his spiritual power.The robe immediately erupted with dazzling light, and the radiated heat melted the snow within a dozen meters, turning it into a gurgling stream. Spells containing destructive magic were quickly formed in his mind. To be inspired

But facing the "rock giant" blocking the road, Angmar didn't think he had any chance of winning.

From his physical appearance, to his exquisite invisibility spells, to his terrifying magic control ability that can quietly resolve teleportation spells and lock spaces at every turn, all of this only reminded him of one name.

Blessed by the Titan Norgannon, the wise king with the power to control magic, surrendered to the fallen guardian Loken of the Old Gods.

Loken quietly watched Angmar gather his magic power, completely unmoved, his peaceful and profound eyes unperturbed, as if the person standing in front of him was just an insignificant insect.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

The rich voice of the King of Wisdom spread throughout the snowfield, causing the earth to tremble slightly.