Rise of the blood elves

"Sargeras"

Angmar was so stunned that he had no time to think about why he was discovered. He immediately flew backwards and tried to escape.But that suction force was like a rope that crossed the dream world and the physical plane, binding him tightly. No matter what he did, he could not escape the pull.

Deep in the portal, a bronze giant whose whole body was burning with endless evil flames loomed. He was smiling, his eyes full of indifference, letting Angmar struggle endlessly, but doing nothing, like a cat playing with a mouse.

It was like Angmar had lost its footing and fallen, with nothing to rely on and nothing to rely on. It fell towards the terrifying abyss at a consistent speed.

"Angmar, the dawn of the blood elves, the prophet, the time traveler, the savior of the end, you have too many titles."

"I was once a member of the Pantheon, and I once stood at the top of the realm of order. Do you really think I know nothing about the timeline?"

"I have glimpsed the future, and I have hunted you for countless years in countless timelines."

"And now, you actually came to the door yourself, and Kil'jaeden caught him."

Kil'jaeden, who had been observing this side, stopped casting spells after hearing this, turned around and walked towards this side with long strides.

At the moment when the big hand approached, Angmar suddenly felt an indescribable feeling rising deep in his heart, and a call resounded through the deep dreamland.

"Angmar, come back to me, you must come back" was the voice of Xal'atath.

The moment he heard this voice, Angmar woke up like a dream, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. Following the vague sense of connection, his soul turned into dots of stars, freed from the pull, and suddenly Go away and disappear.

Kil'jaeden took a chance and looked back at the portal.

"It doesn't matter, he will come back." Sargeras' voice was neither happy nor sad, with no emotion at all, as if he was describing a simple fact.

The sense of traveling without a soul suddenly disappeared, and Angmar's soul crashed into the body. He woke up suddenly, but failed to regain control of the body immediately. Affected by inertia, he jumped straight from the stone and fell heavily on the ground. on the ground.

He put his face to the ground and greedily breathed in the fragrant air. He waited for a long time before getting up in a cold sweat, but immediately fell to the ground again.

An unprecedented feeling of emptiness came from the depths of my soul.He hurriedly sensed the condition of his soul, but was horrified to find that his soul had been seriously injured just by the influence of Sargeras.If I don't escape in time, I'm afraid that even if I return to my body, I will become a fool with a broken soul and incomplete mind.

"How are you?" Xal'atath knelt down beside him, put his slender palms on his back, and began to rub it gently.

Once again, the voice of salvation brought him. Angmar had mixed feelings. He took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "It's okay, just take it slow. It's amazing how you rescued me."

Xal'atas smiled and helped him up, "There are many magical things you don't know."

The scene in front of me is no longer the ruins of Zin Aessaleen filled with terrible evil energy, but a woodland that has once again become fragrant with birds and flowers after purification.But Angmar still had a feeling of shock. It took a long time to calm down, and he couldn't help but look at the Well of Eternity.

The feeling just now was really terrifying.

As far as Azeroth is concerned, from bottom to top, there are elites, epics, legends, demigods, and many other existences similar to demigods. And on top of all of these, there are guardian giants who possess the power of Titan's blessing. dragons and guardians

Angmar once believed that although there was an insurmountable gap between mortals and mythical races like the Titans, this gap could still be shortened in some way.As he becomes more powerful, he becomes more convinced that through the scientific interpretation and application of the six original powers, he can achieve all kinds of things that mortals originally thought could be called miracles.

After all, these are the rules of the universe, and everything is born according to this. There is no such thing as unknown or impossible.From Titans to all living beings, the difference is just a reflection of different levels of status.

The Titan Aman'Thul grabbed the ancient god Y'Shaarj, who was like a god to mortals, from the surface of the planet with one hand, and crushed it in the air, causing a wound hundreds of kilometers in diameter on the surface of the planet; Sargera As he approached Azeroth, he almost penetrated the planet with his weapons before being restrained by the combined efforts of the Titans who had regained their form and strength.

Once upon a time, these stories were just symbols that stayed in our inherent cognition.Titan is very strong, Sargeras is very strong, but how much stronger, Angmar doesn't know.Now just catching a glimpse of the outline of Sargeras's terrifying form and feeling the aftermath of his vast power made him feel a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Even if the power of one thousand or ten thousand guardian dragons and guardians combined, it would be difficult to match it.

Angmar took a deep breath, looked around, and asked, "Where are those demigods that Malfurion brought back the news?"

Xal'atath replied "They are all rushing to the scene of the incident. You'd better rest for a while before going."

After feeling the condition of his soul again, Angmar could only nod his head solemnly.

Fifteen kilometers east of Berry Hills, the night elves' army, which was moving towards the teleportation network node defined by the Blue Dragon as the No. [-] evacuation node, was already in chaos due to Archimonde's arrival.

When Archimonde appeared, the evil flames followed him like a shadow, spreading from the horizon to the mountains in front of him, giving the sky a strange dark green layer.No matter how dull your perception is, you can still feel the boiling resentment that suddenly comes at that moment.

With every step he took, his body grew by a point. Before he even approached the army, he already had a huge figure hundreds of meters tall. Every step he took made the earth shake, and the rumbling footsteps were deafening, even shaking the mountain peaks.

Under his feet, the demonic army surged in like a tide, and there were a large number of magic bats and doomsday guards in the sky. It seemed that during this period, all the demonic troops that entered Azeroth from the Twisting Nether through the portal appeared in Got here.

All over the mountains and plains, covering the sky and covering the earth.

The night elves and the dragon beast troops who came to respond hurriedly responded to the battle, and the five-color dragon clan in the far north of the distant continent also responded immediately.Small blue light spots appeared one after another in the sky and underground, and instantly expanded into portals. Along with the flowing blue magical mist, giant dragons, dragonmen, and dragon beasts walked out of it.

But only a few successfully join the battlefield.

Because Archimonde just moved his fingers, thousands of teleportation gates suddenly shattered, and the entire space teleportation channel across the physical plane, connecting here and the Demonic Nexus, collapsed together, killing all the dragons inside. No burial place

"I"

"It's Archimonde"

"Feel my power"