Rise of the blood elves

The cold wind blew towards my face and was split to both sides by the barrier in front of me, and the scenery on both sides continued to fly backwards.

Under the influence of the power of time, the operation of the magic power of the Sunwell Essence was accelerated more than dozens of times, repairing Angmar's body on the verge of collapse almost instantly, supporting him to flee northward at an unprecedented speed.

He clearly remembered Nozdormu's warning before his death, but how could he escape from the clutches of transcendent beings like Loken without using the power of time?

"Damn"

Angmar looked back and couldn't help but curse.

Just like what happened many times during the half-hour desperate escape, another wave of spell attacks came roaring.

Angmar hurriedly evaded, walking flexibly left and right, avoiding the fate of being pierced to death, and dodging the magic flow dragging the long tail flames. He forcibly gathered the strength of his whole body, fit through the unexpected obstacles, and emerged in front of him. Invisible barriers on the road

Carpet bombing followed closely, and a rain of arcane arrows exploded on the snowfield, creating a sky full of snow and fog, leaving hundreds of large craters like those struck by meteorites. Although Angmar did not hit Angmar, it seriously hindered him. The forward speed caused the distance between the two sides to close again.

After escaping, within Angmar's perception range, a huge spiritual body rushed out of the snow mist, biting tightly behind him.

Loken actually used some unknown spell to transform into a magical spirit state, flying off the ground at a speed no slower than Angmar.Even though he exhausted all his strength, the distance between the two sides continued to shorten.

Suddenly, there was a soft "pop" sound behind him. Angmar was shocked and hurriedly rolled to the left.

I saw a burst of magic aura where he was originally, Loken's spirit body suddenly appeared, and he waved his big hand violently. Although it was swept away, the majestic magic contained in it knocked Angmar away directly and landed on the snow. Deep ravines were left, exposing the frozen soil beneath the white snow.

Angmar hit a rock and stopped. A mouthful of blood came out. He felt that his sternum seemed to be broken, and the broken bone seemed to have penetrated into the left lung.

But he didn't dare to stop for a moment, and immediately stood up, dodged another attack from Loken at the critical moment, and continued to escape.

"You can't escape, mortal. I will bring you back to Ulduar and fulfill the master's wishes." Loken's rich voice came from behind, and the fallen guardian was already close at hand.The next spell attack may not be so easy to dodge.

But Angmar did not dare to use any magic to hinder Loken, because whether it was based on his own mana as the source, or the arcane energy that activated the magic network, or even the spells created with the essence of the Sunwell, they would all be created at the moment they were formed. The latter takes away control and attacks himself in turn.

When he first escaped, he was almost trapped in the ice layer he summoned.

During the half-hour long escape, Angmar saw what real magic was.Facing this fallen guardian who possesses some of the power of Titan Norgannon, spellcasters across Azeroth will feel their own insignificance and a deep sense of powerlessness.

This is the unbridgeable gap between mortals and Guardians.

He even dared not use the teleportation spell in front of Loken. Loken could easily interfere with the teleportation spell, tamper with the end point of the teleportation, and even let him be torn apart by the turbulent space channel.

Although he knew that the result would be as ineffective as before, Angmar still concentrated his mental power and released a series of mental shocks, trying to directly attack Loken's soul and slow down his speed.

"I must admit that your spiritual power surprises me. In countless thousands of years, I have never seen any mortal possess such tremendous spiritual power."

Loken's voice rang directly in his mind, so Angmar knew that his plan still failed to work.There seemed to be some impenetrable defense in the opponent's mental space. Angmar tried countless times but could not find any loopholes.

Suddenly, Angmar saw a huge dragon corpse on the distant land, and hope suddenly emerged in his heart.

He knew that he might have entered the Dragonbone Wilderness and entered the

The sphere of influence of the five-color dragon clan

this means

Sure enough, through the wind and snow, the towering Longmian Temple showed its majestic outline.

If you hold on for a while longer, you will be rescued as long as you reach Longmian Temple.

The Five-Colored Dragon Clan maintained contact with the Guardians until the latter fell into depression at the tragic news of the death of a group of Titans from the Pantheon.Although the dragon clan did not understand what happened, they had long discovered that Ulduar had fallen into the control of the ancient gods.

The movement here will definitely alarm the dragons guarding the Holy Land, and will inevitably attract inquiries from the guardian dragons.With their strength, it is not difficult to detect the evil aura in Loken's body that originally belonged to the ancient god, and discover the truth about his corruption.

The stronghold of the Blue Dragon Legion, the Demonic Nexus, is located to the west of Wyrmrest Temple. Blue Dragon King Malygos may be the first Aspect Dragon to arrive.By then, even if Loken is extremely powerful, he will never be able to hurt himself again.

Thinking like this, in Angmar's perception, a life form suddenly appeared in Angmar's perception and was approaching him rapidly. The aura was as strong as Loken's.

He instantly guessed that the identity of the person who came was definitely a guardian dragon. Apart from the guardian dragon, it was impossible for anyone of the same level to appear in this sacred land of the five-color dragon clan.

The Wyrmrest Temple is the sacred temple of the five-color dragon clan, and the Dragonbone Wilderness is also the burial place for them when they come to the end of their lives. However, most members of the dragon clan are far away in lairs around the world, especially the guardian dragons who have important responsibilities. Will not stay near Dragonblight for long.

At this time, there happened to be a guardian dragon here. It was really lucky.

Angmar just wanted to thank the goddess of luck for favoring him. In his ecstasy, he frantically squeezed out the last bit of Sunwell Essence, speeded up again, and met his savior.

In the field of vision, a creature with two wings covering the sky and the sun appeared.

Black dragon.

This black dragon is so majestic, like an extremely huge mountain. It seems to be connected to the earth, thick and reliable, and its yellow eyes are deep and solemn, giving people a full sense of oppression.

Nesario

A strong ominous premonition arose in Angmar's heart. Almost at the moment of panic, a huge dragon claw continued to expand, expand, and expand in his field of vision.

There is no escape, there is no escape.

At this time, he was driven mad by the ancient gods, but was not noticed by his compatriots. He finally embarked on the road of no return when the ancient war came, and became the earth guardian Neltharion of the infamous Deathwing in later generations.

Angmar was slammed into the snow.

Before he fell into coma, the last thing he saw was Neltharion with a crazy look in his eyes. After landing on the ground, he opened his bloody mouth full of sharp teeth towards him.