Rise of the blood elves

454【Answer】

A large number of tree branches forming a ring blocked the firelight that was unusually conspicuous in the night.Otherwise, for mantids with excellent visual abilities, the pandaren camp can be seen at a glance from several kilometers away.

The campfire was beeping loudly, and speckled light spots filtered through the branches and leaves, illuminating the camp in a low-lying area blocked by boulders on three sides.Due to the terrain, once attacked, it would be difficult for the people in the camp to move immediately, but it was better to be concealed enough.No firelight in the camp could be seen from any direction, and even the sight of the high-level mantid flying in the sky would be blocked by the dense canopy of trees above everyone.

When operating on the Mantid Plateau, concealment is the top priority. This is the experience and lesson learned by countless monk scouts who perform reconnaissance missions in this area. Even if everyone has long left the Mantid's activity range, they have arrived northwest of Niuzao Temple, away from Thunder. The mountain is only half a day away from the outskirts.

A week ago, the team finally arrived at Niuzao Temple, pursued by the Mantid, and slept peacefully for a night.After replenishing food and water and leaving the Monkey King at Niuzao Temple, everyone set off to continue their journey north.After riding Xuen's scion for a day, they set up camp to rest at nightfall.

The carrier pigeon has been sent, and several Cloud Dragon Knights will arrive soon to take the Monkey King to Qinglong Temple for more comprehensive treatment.

The camp echoed with the sounds of snoring. Except for the five warrior monks who were keeping watch, most of the others gathered around the light-shielding "board" made of branches and slept soundly with the vague warmth.It is early spring at this time, and the temperature in the Mantis Plateau still drops below freezing at night.

Shaohao meditated as usual.

Angmar continued to practice the manipulation of shadow energy, and a ball of gray-black air flowed out from his fingertips from time to time, and then disappeared quickly.

"call"

There was a slightly heavy exhalation from beside him. Angma followed the sound and found that Shaohao was out of his meditative state, his brows were furrowed, and there was an unconcealable irritability on his face.

"Your Majesty, can't you calm down?"

Shaohao glanced at the shadow energy in Angmar's hand, shook his head, and said impatiently: "When I was meditating, there was always someone playing evil tricks less than three meters away from me. Anyone else with the power of evil would not be able to calm down."

"Sorry, I didn't think carefully." Angmar raised his eyebrows. The shadow energy in his palm disappeared and was replaced by the pure power of order.

"It doesn't matter," Shaohao took a deep breath, "Why are you here?"

Shaohao no longer refers to Angmar as "outsider".

Before Angmar could answer, Shaohao immediately added: "I mean Pandaria."

After getting along with him for a period of time, Shaohao's perception of this weird foreigner has improved a lot.The decisive factor among them was that without him, he would not have been able to successfully rescue his best friend the Monkey King.

The power Angmar showed was something the emperor had never expected. From being so weak that he couldn't even hold chopsticks when he first met, to the effortless defeat of the Mantid Legion a week ago, everything made him feel heartfelt. Unreal in my heart.

It is incredible that an individual who contains the source of all evil within his body is always kind.

Shaohao somewhat understood the intentions of the Supreme God.The Supreme God hopes that this mysterious outsider can have some impact on him, so that he can better face the next trials and challenges.

When he became aware of Xuen's intentions earlier, Shaohao still didn't understand the necessary connection between the two, let alone where the influence came from.But now, he already wanted to uncover the mystery surrounding this outsider who never said much and always remained silent.

"Didn't Your Majesty already know this?"

Angmar reached out and picked off a piece of dried meat hanging from the branches of the tree that blocked the light, put it into his mouth and started chewing.The strips of meat were soaked in water before being hung up, and now they have been roasted by the campfire until they are soft and fragrant.

"He also said that His Majesty thought it was just a pretense. In fact, I had other intentions here." Angmar asked again.

Shaohao nodded at this time, frowned and said: "Your power is even more powerful than the Supreme God, and I can feel your vicissitudes. You have gone through countless years of training. I can't understand, turning to Yuan Bi for help. In your weak existence, how can it help you to seek help from monks like us to cultivate your mind and nature?"

Traveling through the timeline many times will always leave a heavy feeling on your body that cannot be erased.Since returning from that independent timeline, Angmar has become an old monster exuding an ancient aura. Anyone with superior perception will think that he has lived for countless thousands of years.

"But actually, I'm only in my 20s this year." Angmar swallowed the meaty taste in his mouth and said with a smile.

Shaohao frowned, obviously not believing it.

"I did come here for self-salvation." As he spoke, Angmar changed into a comfortable position, put the coat that had been rolled up into a ball behind his head as a pillow, lay down with his head in his hands, and looked at the sky. Xingchen said quietly: "Your Majesty, do you want to know why I have remained silent before?"

Shaohao shook his head.

"Because Your Majesty is destined to go down in history forever and become a figure that affects the historical changes of this world. Even after countless years, the people living in this land will be grateful for your kindness. Your Majesty and I have walked closely with this period of history. It's close enough. I'm afraid that any closer relationship will have an immeasurable impact on His Majesty and rewrite many things that are already destined."

After hearing these kind words, Shaohao's expression did not waver at all, and he just said: "Nothing is destined, everything depends on man-made efforts."

"That's right, nothing is destined," Angmar sighed.

"Then why are you willing to say it now?"

"Because I figured something out." Angmar had a mysterious smile on his face and had no intention of saying it.

Seeing that Shaohao was confused and speechless, he turned to himself and said:

"Before, like Your Majesty, I also said this, which may be a bit flattering to my own face, and I worked hard so that my people could survive the disaster. At first, it was just to protect the people and things I cherished, such as my family, my Lover, the forests that I grew up with, that I am familiar with and that I am deeply attached to are all trivial matters that seem very ordinary to a big man like Your Majesty."

"This is not ordinary." Shaohao threw two pieces of firewood into the bonfire.

"The subsequent experience can be said to be the most important experience in my life. I gained status and strength. Facing the catastrophe, with my superb vision, I thought I had enough power to guide the major forces to unite and fight the disaster. But. In the end, fate gave me the punishment I deserved. My arrogance led to a big mistake, which almost led to the sacrifice of the main force to resist the disaster. After that, I thought for a long time. What can I do and what should I do? There is a premise for all this. The hometown I talk about is actually my second hometown. To this world, I am just an outsider, an outsider who cannot find a way home."

"Plum blossoms in Kun-Lai Mountain always have to go through the harsh cold to exude their fragrant fragrance," Shaohao said.

"I started to do what I thought was right. The shocking catastrophe was beyond the power of one clan, so I began to unite all allies who could jointly fight the disaster, including our former enemies who invaded our forest more than ten years ago. A sinful person who slaughters innocent people. Some people say that I am a traitor, say that I am, and that I worship the orcs. Oh, by the way, they are called orcs. They are a race that changed from nomads to brutal and savage beasts due to external forces. But in fact, there are indeed some respectable individuals in this group. They are sensible and far-sighted people who can stand on the same front and fight against evil." Having said this, Angmar smiled lonely.

"You did the right thing," Shaohao commented, "Don't doubt yourself. Everyone is different, and no matter what you do, there will always be people who point out your mistakes. Just like when I was practicing in Baihu Temple to save this land. , there are always many subjects who do not understand the truth, accusing me of ignoring government affairs for the sake of my own longevity and my own interests when the Mantid was about to take action, and I am an unqualified emperor."

Angmar suddenly sat up and turned to look at Shaohao.

"I want to ask a question. If I just mean that if I can mediate the never-ending war between the mantid and the races, and jointly fight against the disaster in the prophecy, what would your majesty think?"

When asked about fundamental questions that were closely related to him, Shaohao opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

"It's just a guess." Angmar said again.

"Impossible, this is simply a false proposition. The hatred between the Mantid and the various races was written by more than 30 hundred-year reincarnations, countless living lives, and the blood and tears of countless victims in these thousands of years. I'm afraid even if all the seawater in this world is exhausted, this hatred can't be washed away. Besides, the mantid will never give up its coveting of the Valley of Eternal Blossoms," Shaohao said with a bitter smile.

Even with the emperor's state of mind and cultivation, it would be difficult to face the answer to this far-reaching question.

"What if I could completely control them?" Angmar's words left Shaohao speechless.

Unknowingly, a fish-belly white color appeared in the east.The sleeping monks were awakened by the biological clock that had been completely solidified for more than ten years. They sat up from the floor, yawned briefly, and began to pack their luggage and prepare to set off.

Facing the approaching dawn, Angmar stood up and took a deep breath of the cool morning air.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to give me an answer right away. Maybe the answer will appear by itself when this journey is over."