Rise of the blood elves

125 Strong reinforcements arrive

"The Dread Lord"

Angmar, whose throat was tightly locked by the Dread Lord, was already frightened out of his wits.The other party turned out to be so cunning, hiding in the body of the inconspicuous resurrector and suddenly attacking.He was subdued instantly before he had time to react.

The evil energy and shadow energy followed the arm of the Dread Lord and invaded his brain.He just felt that his consciousness was chaotic and it was difficult to concentrate.

The mage's spellcasting all relies on a clear mind, using spiritual power to guide the magic power, and on this basis, he uses spells and complex gestures to activate the energy of the magic network, and finally creates various concrete spells.

An ordinary blow to the head can cause the mage to lose the clear mind he relies on to function.The Dread Lord went even further and directly used evil energy to disperse his spirit, causing him to almost completely lose his ability to cast spells.

"Angma"

"Three Seats"

The magisters were frightened when they saw Angmar being restrained by the sudden appearance of the Dread Lord.

No one wanted to sit back and watch Angmar being captured. The magisters forcibly cheered up and used their remaining mana to cast mass destruction spells. They cleared away the resurrected people in front of them and rushed over to prepare for the rescue.The rangers also drew their weapons and started hand-to-hand combat, sparing no effort to rush forward with the magister.I can’t care about so much at this time. Who has the time to care about the lich hiding in the dark?

It's just that Angmar was already deep behind enemy lines, ten meters away from his own personnel, and the Dread Lord didn't intend to stay where he was and be besieged by hundreds of enemies. He dragged him back quickly, and it was too late for anyone to save him.It rationally did not choose to fly in the air, because it would only become the most conspicuous target of spells and arrows in the air.

The Dread Lord took long strides and said with a smile: "It is rare to see a reckless mage like you. I originally planned to wait until Silvermoon City was destroyed, and then join my brothers to bring you and the little girl who is the source of your magic power together. Capture it back, and now it seems that I have saved a lot of trouble."

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Angmar understood that the other party was probably more interested in the Sunwell. He was just closely related to the Sunwell, which aroused the other party's curiosity.

After the catastrophe of 1 years ago, Illidan created a new Well of Eternity in Mount Hyjal using a small vessel containing water from the Well of Eternity that he had previously hidden.This was a dangerous move because it was shackles of the times. At that time, many people believed that demons were attracted by the magic waves that spread into the universe from the Well of Eternity, and the world had been torn apart as a result.

After learning from the pain, Malfurion sentenced Illidan for his crime. In order to make up for the reckless behavior of the twin brothers and ensure that the new well would not attract the attention of demons again, he used the seeds of the oldest mother tree, Garnir, to plant it on it. Planted what is now the world tree Nordrassil.

Nordrassil was later blessed by the Three-Colored Dragon King, which completely isolated the magical fluctuations of the Arai and eliminated the possibility of outsiders using the magic in the well.

The reason why the Burning Legion launched the third war, to clear the obstacles with the hands of the undead, and then went to Mount Hyjal was to eradicate Nordrassil, the World Tree, and use the energy of the New Well of Eternity to summon their leader, the Dark Titan Sha glass.

Angmar knew that the new Well of Eternity was created from three lakes of water, and its energy level far exceeded the Sunwell created by the one lake of water that the former king Dath'Remar obtained from Illidan.Moreover, Anweina's retained magic power is no longer one-tenth of the original. There is no comparison between the two, but it is still a rare source of magic power in the world.It cannot be used to open a portal for Sargeras to travel through, but it is more than enough to summon big demons of the level of Kil'jaeden and Archimonde.

When the Burning Legion learns of Anweina's existence, they will never let go of this "easy-to-reach" energy source.After all, anyone who can tear apart the physical world for them and summon reinforcements from the twisted void is a rare and valuable strategic resource.

So when Archimonde led the main force to attack Mount Hyjal, the few Dreadlords who stayed in Lordaeron were not idle either, commanding the undead troops to point directly at the Sunwell.I just don’t know whether it’s Varimathras or Deserok who’s controlling him.

The Dread Lord walked through the dense crowd of undead, waving his big hands repeatedly, and the weak and brainless resurrectors were swept away by the huge force.

The magisters and rangers who followed closely did not dare to attack with all their strength in order to prevent themselves from hurting Angmar.A small number of spells and arrows landed on the flesh wings of the Dread Lord, which were attached to evil energy. All of them lost their due power and either disappeared without a trace or fell without power.

This demon with terrifying strength allowed him to struggle violently and kick his feet, but remained unmoved and continued to move forward.Angmar felt as if the big hand holding his neck was like an iron hoop, and he couldn't even breathe, let alone escape.Soon his face was red from holding back and he was in great pain.

"Is this the power of legend?" The fear devil in front of him at least has the strength of legend, and is even slightly better.

This is the first time Angmar has faced a legendary powerhouse.

The gap between legend and epic is like a chasm. Even with the increase of Holy Tree Essence, Angmar's initial epic strength is completely insufficient.If epics are still within the realm of mortals, then legends already possess almost otherworldly power, enough to be called true "heroes".Even the most ordinary legendary powerhouse can survive the siege of ten or eight epic powerhouses.

Especially the "professions" that control the original power of the six major universes, mages, warlocks, priests, and paladins are all half a level better than illegal professions such as warriors and stalkers that dominate Azeroth with their skills.

The Dread Lord, a high-level demon of the Burning Legion, is not only extremely cunning and proficient in deception and incitement, but also possesses extremely high levels of strategy and tactics; he also possesses an extremely terrifying form, possesses the powerful ability to control the dead, has outstanding magical abilities, and is extremely terrifying in strength. .

In despair, Angmar was pleasantly surprised to find that the essence of the holy tree in his body actually broke through the obstruction of evil energy and restored his mental power.Although the flow of essence is extremely stagnant, at least it should be able to cast simple spells.

But not long after, another powerful being appeared next to him.Angmar's illusions of escaping were instantly extinguished.

It's the lich.

It's okay for the Dreadlord to be alone. He couldn't escape under the noses of the two legends, so he had to secretly accumulate mana and make other plans.

The Lich came to the side of the Dreadlord and stretched out his hand to summon a dark withered area to hinder the pursuing enemy.The undead and demons among them were not affected at all, but the blood elves were affected. Several rangers in front were unable to dodge, and were entangled in the undead aura, and turned directly into withered bones covered with mail. It was shocking.

"Lord Varimathras, I just sensed a sudden burst of energy fluctuations from the Sunwell in the north. That little girl has already awakened her own will and must not be underestimated. Do we need to support Lord Balnazzar?" Lich He asked after waving his hand to summon a screen of light to defend himself against the fireball fired by Magister Idonis.

Varimathras shook his head, his expression somewhat solemn, "No need, Balnazzar has failed. All the people I arranged on Quel'Danas Island are dead. We underestimated that incarnation."

The lich, who had been "killed" by Anweina once, thought for a few seconds.

"We don't know how wide her range of activities is. Judging from the current strength, if the blood elves get her help, the war situation is likely to be unfavorable to us."

Varimathras threw Angmar to the ground and chuckled, "No, Kel'Thuzad's method worked very well. Balnazzar told me that although he failed to completely subdue the girl, he still made her temporarily lose With her strength, she can no longer cause any hindrance to our plan."

After being freed from the control of that big hand, air suddenly poured into Angmar's lungs. He gasped for air, and his heart was very heavy. What did they do to Anweina?

When Arthas attacked Quel'Thalas, Kel'Thuzad used the undead knowledge obtained from Ner'zhul to send Darkhan to cut off the connection between the blood elves and the Sunwell.Could it be that he is repeating his old tricks now and severely injuring Anweina?

After carefully experiencing the vigorous magic coming from the other end of the connection, Angmar felt relieved.

Anweina is fine.

"Drayden, I must say, you are a loyal slave. If it weren't for you, the Legion would not have known that Ner'zhul had concealed information about the incarnation of the Sunwell, and the master would reward you."

As he spoke, Varimathras stretched out his finger, and necromantic energy surged out from his fingertips, turning into a flying bat in mid-air, carrying a billowing putrid aura and sweeping across a distance of tens of meters. More than a dozen blood elves instantly Kill.

Emineel and the other magisters did not dare to get closer, otherwise not only would they not be able to save Angmar, but they would also be ruined. She glanced at Angmar's direction, gritted her teeth and retreated to her compatriots.

Drayden

Angmar looked at the suspended lich suspiciously, horrified.This lich is the sacrificed member of the Kirin Tor Council of Six, Master Drayden.

Drayden bowed slightly gracefully and said to the Dread Lord: "It is an honor for me to serve my master."

"Now, continue the attack. Once we have completely controlled the entire Silver Moon City, we will focus on arresting the girl who has no power to resist. We will keep an eye on him."

Varimathras pointed at Angmar and turned to face the battlefield.

The blood elves, supported by the rangers and Xicheng District, were extremely tenacious and fought against the resurrected and demons.

But every minute, more enemies emerge from the Tower of Sunfury, including resurrectors and demons, as well as skeletons and other necromancy creations, and even many conservative aristocratic armed forces controlled by mental spells. The number is blood Several times or even ten times that of the elves.

Gargoyles and Doom Guards flying from Xicheng District also launched air strikes, causing considerable casualties to the blood elves who had difficulty taking care of both the head and tail.The balance of victory is gradually tilting towards the evil side. Unless a miracle occurs, the blood elves, who are in an increasingly worrying situation, will definitely not be able to win.

Neither of the two "people" had any intention of personally participating in the battle. Perhaps they believed that they no longer needed to take action in this battle.

Lich Drayden floated toward Angmar, and with a flash of magic light in his bone palm, he was about to cast a confinement spell on him, "I will keep an eye on him."

"For the Holy Light"

Suddenly, a deep shout echoed across the battlefield.I saw a tall figure with golden light all over his body walking out of the portal behind the battlefield, his raised arms exuding a dazzling holy light.Almost instantly, a ray of holy light broke through the thick darkness and descended from the sky, landing directly on the head of the Dread Lord. Even the blazing fire could not compete with it.

The Dread Lord roared in pain, protecting the vital parts of his head with both hands, and the black energy of the dead rippled around his body, resisting the attack of the Holy Light.But it was obviously uncomfortable, and the exposed pale skin was covered with steaming black burn marks.

At the same time, an arrow pierced the air and accurately hit Drayden's sternum. The Lich staggered back several steps, and the magical light in his hand also dissipated.

Seeing this opportunity, Angmar immediately mobilized all the mana he had accumulated, and took advantage of his unpreparedness to activate the short-distance teleportation technique.

The Dread Lord reacted very quickly and stretched out his big hand to catch Angmar, but he was still a step too slow and watched the prisoner disappear before his eyes.It roared angrily, raised its head and looked at the figure summoning the Holy Light in the distance with fear, and hesitated.

The power of legend is difficult for mortals to resist, and Angmar is not yet qualified to confront such a being head-on.After a fleeting sense of shuttle, he appeared at the rear of the battlefield.

As soon as his vision became clear, he saw several unexpected figures.

Tirion Fordring,

Dathrohan, acting captain of the Silver Hand,

Blind Prophet Drek'Thar

And the portal behind them was still "spraying" reinforcements outwards.There are the elite paladins of the Silver Hand and the orcs of the Frostwolf clan.

The one-eyed ranger Lor'themar Theron was standing nearby, looking like he had just passed through the portal not long ago.Near him were Liadrin and blood knights wearing black armor with blood patterns who appeared one after another.

More and more people are walking out of the portal, dozens, hundreds, hundreds

The magisters who were still fighting the enemy at the front noticed what was happening behind them and looked ecstatic.With this reinforcement, it was possible to defeat the enemy, and the struggling mages and Yonge Rangers, whose morale had fallen to the bottom, were revived, and a strong fighting spirit broke out in the desperate situation.

"They rushed to the defense line of Arendal River and helped us repel the undead." Lor'themar Theron walked to Angmar and said to him.The new Ranger General's armor was covered in scars, and his stoic face was stained with blood.

"We will not sit back and watch our allies be attacked by demons." Dathrohan, holding a war hammer, said loudly, nodded slightly to Angmar, and then looked at each other with Tirion, his eyes showing determination.The two men strode forward and stood in front. Behind them were hundreds of paladins who had lined up and were ready to go.

Without any orders, the well-trained paladins assumed a charging posture.The same is true for the Frostwolf Orcs who have completed their assembly, as well as the Blood Knights, Farstrider Rangers, elite soldiers of the Sunfury Legion, and Spellbreakers who have returned from the southern battlefield.

"Silver Hand, Charge"

"Frostwolf, attack"

"Blood Knight, listen to my orders"

"Farstrider, Free Fire"

The fire is blazing, and the holy light shines.Led by several legendary powerhouses, the most elite force in the northern part of the Eastern Continent launched an unstoppable charge against the Burning Legion.

The Silver Hand's warhammer is radiant, the Holy Sword Quel'Delar is extremely sharp, the power of the Holy Light, the power of the elements, the Ranger's arrows and the Spellbreaker's spiral blade, the brute force of the Orcs and the agility of the Blood Elves, all come together. It was composed into a triumphant song of victory.

Wherever the sword points, no one can stop it.