Rise of the blood elves

417【I want to erect a statue for the portrait of my god...】

The wind gradually subsided, thunderclouds came and went quickly, and the night sky soon cleared.

The endless Well of Eternity has returned to its former peace, and the sparkling water reflects the stars, which look both ancient and mysterious under the bright moonlight.

Everything has returned to its original state.

Only the collapsed buildings in the palace and the noisy sounds of slave guards treating the injured and clearing the rubble indicated that a god-like person had been here.

On the shore, Harveys, the most favored chief advisor to the Queen, Prince Faroldis, and Speaker Lloyd of Suramar City, and others looked at the sky. After confirming that the terrifying existence had really left, they all felt relieved. tone.

Prince Farodis reached out and grabbed his clothes, and started to fan slightly.His robes were already soaked with cold sweat, and he felt lucky to have survived the disaster.Who cares about manners at this time?

They are important ministers of the Night Elf Empire, and they are also some of the most powerful mages in Kalimdor. Their understanding of the world and magic is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.But what happened today was completely beyond their imagination.

that person

Too strong.

Although he has the appearance of a mortal, these people have unanimously regarded him as a god-like existence.

That's right, besides gods, who else can possess such power? Not even the natural spirits who had a close relationship with the night elves and were revered as "demigods" cannot compare with it.

Really is

too frightening.

He came to the heart of the night elves, seemingly to use the magic of the Well of Eternity to fight against his enemies.Fortunately, his enemy disappeared into the strange portal, otherwise if the two really fought here, Zin Aissalin, the capital of the night elves with a history of thousands of years, would probably be destroyed.

Just by looking at the strange phenomena caused by his movements, you can tell that no one can stop him, not even the aftermath of the battle.

Several people calmed down, looked up at Azshara in the air, and exchanged worried looks with each other.

Ever since that man left, the Queen has been in a daze in mid-air.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Harveys cast a light body technique on himself. Using his exquisite magic control ability, he pushed himself back to float to the Queen's side, calling softly: "Your Majesty"

Azshara stared at the place where the man disappeared without saying a word.

"Your Majesty," Harveys called again, slightly raising his voice.

"Ah" Azshara blinked and recovered from her sluggishness, "What"

Harveys felt relieved and bowed: "Your Majesty, you should leave here before finding out the origin of that person. I will order people to prepare the palace in Eresalas, which will be a good place to take refuge." .The capital is too dangerous. That person obviously hopes to use the magic of the Well of Eternity to fight against the enemy. We don’t know his motives, let alone who his enemies are. If what happened today happens again, even this level of existence will really exist. If we start a fight near the capital, then"

Harveys shook his head and remained silent.

At this time, he felt very strange in his heart.

With its expansion in the past hundred years, the Night Elf Empire has included most of Kalimdor into its territory, with countless people and millions of troops. Because it has a precious source of magic, it has a very high mage success rate. Underneath, there are a large number of powerful mages who can be thrown into the battlefield at any time.

Are the trolls who once defeated the Aqir strong enough to be defeated by the invincible imperial army? Even if the trolls Zul Empire and the Aqir were combined in their heyday, the night elves would not be afraid.

They are the pride of Kalimdor, they are the children of the stars, the masters of this continent and this planet.

Their strength is unprecedented

Possible

Even so, facing that terrifying existence, Harveys still felt his mouth go dry, his heart felt bitter, and a deep sense of powerlessness lingered in his heart.As the real power advisor most familiar with the capital's defense affairs, he asked himself that even if tens of thousands of elite guardsmen and thousands of royal mages with at least epic strength were added together, they would not be able to resist it.

Elune, there is such a person in this world who is so powerful that even the Night Elf Empire has to shun it.

he thinks

It would be better for the Queen to leave the capital.

"I'm not going anywhere, Harveys," Azshara shook her head and returned to her previous peerless demeanor, with unprecedented longing and yearning flashing in her eyes as she walked down step by step and returned to the shore.Harveys followed step by step, and as soon as the two landed, important officials gathered around them.

"I have decreed that whoever can find his whereabouts and provide information about him will win my favor."

Harveys, Faroldis, Lloyd and others were immediately stunned.

The Queen walked slowly towards the palace, her long tulle skirt trailing behind her. Two palace ladies hurriedly ran over to hold her up.

The Queen left the courtiers who were standing there and walked away. She suddenly stopped and said with blurred eyes: "By the way, find the most outstanding painters and sculptors in the palace. I want to make a masterpiece for my god. The portrait was erected.”

As she spoke, the influence of a magical record was suspended above her left hand.In the image, the tall and thin figure with white skin and deep facial features is facing the Well of Eternity, standing with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the Queen who was about to disappear behind the high wall, Harveys and others looked at each other.

The queen who gained my favor actually said this

They even wondered if they heard it wrong.

To the night elves, these six simple words were ten thousand times more valuable than the wealth of billions of gold and silver, or the status of a great noble who had been granted tens of thousands of hectares of land.Because in the night elf empire, whoever can get the favor of the supreme queen has everything.

"Your Majesty, what's going on?" Lloyd frowned and muttered to himself in disbelief.

"We'd better act as ordered, Mr. Speaker." Prince Faroldis rubbed his forehead.

Lloyd nodded, "I will return to Suramar City immediately and launch the Magister Council to find this person."

He couldn't say the word "god".

After saying that, both of them looked at Harveys, who looked complicated. The latter sighed and nodded: "Don't worry, you two, I will try my best to persuade the Queen to leave the capital and strengthen the defense of the capital. I will order the royal family tomorrow The mage is investigating the origin of that person, and may need the help of the two of them."

"Okay, that's it."

The three of them nodded to each other and left.

The heavy rain poured down, but it did not bring any cooling to the hot and humid climate. The thunder rumbled, adding an extra level of solemnity to the troll capital composed of a temple complex with a primitive faith style in the endless rainforest mountains.

Angmar stood quietly a thousand meters above Zuldazar, thinking about his future.

None of the trolls, any of the nature spirits whom the trolls worshiped as "Loa", noticed him.On the ground, the trolls are using voodoo rituals to torture and extract the magic power of forty night elf mage apprentices, hoping to reveal the nature of arcane magic, find the weaknesses of the night elf mage, and try to save the retreating troll tribe. among.

Angmar couldn't let go of everything he knew, couldn't rewrite the history of Azeroth at this time, and let the blood elves and everything he knew disappear in the long river of history.

Looking at the diamond-shaped scar on the palm of his right hand, he sighed deeply.The power of time in his body has dissipated. He cannot break the barrier of time and return to the main timeline. He can only wait until the ancient war is over, as the "Fallen One" said, and the "Three Travelers" with the help of Noz Dom's power returns together.

In this case

He clenched his hands.

click

A bolt of lightning flashed past him.

Then become the "prophet" in the main timeline, as Malfurion and others say, and lead the tribes to win the ancient war. On the basis of ensuring the stable existence of the main timeline, there will be no deviation from the world you know well. .

He smiled to himself, at least now he was no longer confused.

"prophet"

Angmar stretched out his hand and looked at the sky. The thunderclouds in the sky rolled up and were forced to disperse by invisible forces.With him as the center, a few hundred meters around him became a vacuum zone, without any rain or clouds.

"I am not just a prophet." Angmar muttered to himself as he closed his eyes and was intoxicated by the endless power flowing in his body.

Suddenly, a heart-rending cry came from below. The sound was very familiar, and it was particularly ear-piercing considering his ability to sense everything within a dozen kilometers.

He looked down and saw a group of trolls standing behind a row of tightly bound night elf apprentices, slicing the throats of these sacrifices one by one with the ritual daggers in their hands.

Blood suddenly spurted out from the arteries. The troll stepped on the aliens who were convulsing towards death, treated them roughly like an animal, collected the blood in a bowl, bowed and handed it to the priest who presided over the ceremony in a very ceremonial manner.

Little Elisander was at the end of the line. She cried miserably because she had witnessed the death of her friend and classmate, but was gagged by the troll and thrown onto the altar.A ceremonial dagger that had "slaughtered" more than a dozen apprentices was getting closer and closer to her neck.

Angmar's expression immediately turned cold, and he disappeared in a flash.