Rise of the blood elves

"This this"

As soon as Erin opened the door with the dinner plate in hand, she was stunned.She is a priest assigned by the Archbishop to care for Angmar.

Angmar, who was so weak before nightfall that he had to be fed even to drink water, was now moving around the room and washing up freely, just like a normal person.

How could this not surprise Irene? Even Archbishop Faol thought that the blood elf had been exhausted too much and it would take at least a week to recover. How could he be alive and kicking again after just one night?

After being stunned for a few seconds, Irene realized that the blood elf in front of her was shirtless, her face turned red, she quickly turned her head and looked away, put the plate on the table and walked out quickly.She thought the blood elf was still lying unconscious on the hospital bed. In order to avoid disturbing his rest, she didn't even think about knocking on the door. Otherwise, how could such an embarrassing scene happen?

Angmar watched the female priest with red ears disappear behind the door, chuckled twice, and continued to wash her body in front of the basin.The clear water condensed by the water-making technique is extremely cold. It is cold on the body, but it also awakens the spirit that has been in chaos for a long time.

After drying his body, Angmar couldn't help but raise his arms with obvious muscle lines and looked over and over in front of his eyes for a long time.Like the rest of the body, this arm is full of energy and contains far more swift power than before.

After the holy tree Sasi'ala entered the second growth stage, the essence of the holy tree in his body also increased rapidly. Now he can intuitively realize the power of this power.For a whole night, the essence of the holy tree released vitality all the time, allowing him to recover as before in just a dozen hours.

Feeling the vigorous vitality in his body, Angmar rummaged through the enchanted space bag.

During the period of coma, he didn't know whether he had been drifting in the rift in space for half a month, or whether he had been lying on the beach enjoying the waves.At least the space bag is still there and the personal belongings inside are not lost.

Suddenly he touched something, turned his palm, and took out a red robe with gold thread and a magister's emblem embroidered on the cuffs.This robe is made of the finest materials, and it is also attached with advanced enhancement enchantments, faintly exuding magical fluctuations that are difficult to detect.

The robe shook slightly, and a Sun Chaser golden eagle badge fell off. He caught it with his other hand and held it in front of his eyes for inspection.This is the three-seat magister badge that Prince Kael'thas personally handed over to Angmar at the inauguration ceremony.

The difference from the previous Magister Badge is that it is a new badge made after the destruction of Quel'Thalas. It has also been enchanted. Under the influence of magic, three emerald green balls are suspended above the golden eagle's head.

The small balls refer to the three moon crystals that were almost burned in the self-destructing Sunwell because they played a key role in energy transmission and were later collected and used by the prince.They symbolize the prince himself who leads the people out of trouble, and they symbolize the future and hope.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk" there was a knock on the door, and a cold voice came from outside the door: "Special Envoy Motley has been summoned."

Angmar ignored the sound outside the door and rubbed the badge in his hand. After a long while, he put on the three-seat robe and pinned the badge to his chest. He carefully smoothed the wrinkles on the robe and tidied it up. Good collar, opened the door.

"Lord Angmar."

"It would be an honor to have you back among our ranks, my lord."

The envoy's personal guards led Angmar through the cave. Along the way, the Spellbreaker guards who had fought alongside Angmar at Ambermere bowed to him with great respect, which frequently caused dissatisfaction among the envoy's personal guards. gaze.

In the past, when the Jasper Mine was still in operation, because the branches of the veins in the cave had been mined, workers built partitions with wooden boards to make use of them.Inside are offices and residences for senior executives such as exploration experts and foremen, while outside are temporary dormitories for newly recruited miners.

After the Scourge Legion came, the Jasper Mine was stopped and evacuated. This underground space, which had been dug into a complex mine during decades of mining, was occupied by the survivors of the coalition forces who survived the war and served as a base camp for the counterattack against the Scourge Legion. .

Among them, this branch is home to four spellbreaker troops that have lost their command and are temporarily led by Captain Lias, as well as dozens of mid-level mages headed by Quinsas and others.Envoy Motley of the Silver Moon Council lives in the innermost room.

He was sent to supervise the blood elves' operations here.

After walking for a while, the two stopped in front of a slightly shabby door.The cave is very humid, and no matter how you paint the wood products, it is difficult to avoid water vapor erosion. Along the way, many doors and wooden walls are like this.

The guard knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Angemar has been brought."

"Come in." A lazy voice came from inside.

The two pushed the door in.

The room was filled with smoke, and the air was filled with a refreshing fragrance, which made me feel refreshed after just two breaths.

There are two worlds inside and outside the house. The outside is simple and the inside is comfortable and luxurious.This was originally a foreman's office. The old decorations had disappeared and were replaced by exquisite blood elf-style tables and chairs.Only the bed was still the original bed, but it was covered with soft cushions and covered with soft lynx fur.

Four servants stood with their hands tied, and a blood elf sat on the chair behind the table. He was wearing a well-tailored gold-rimmed robe, his hair color was a very common golden color, and he wore a headdress inlaid with emeralds on his forehead.He was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, looking at Angmar with lukewarm eyes, and the pipe in his hand was still burning with a faint fire.

Angmar has met this envoy.

"Would you like some blood thistle tobacco?" Special Envoy Motley raised the pipe in his hand towards him.

Angmar shook his head and rejected the envoy's kindness.

"Oh, okay."

Special Envoy Motley curled his lips regretfully, put the pipe in his hand to his mouth and took a puff. He slowly closed his eyes, and his well-maintained face suddenly relaxed, and he was deeply intoxicated by the effects of the special tobacco. In the joyful feeling, after a long time, he exhaled a big puff of smoke, closed his eyes and asked: "We have met before, right?"

Angmar replied expressionlessly: "I saw him in Ambermere."

"Do you remember what I said then?"

Special Envoy Motley opened his eyes and stretched his hand to the side.Immediately, a servant took the pipe, knocked the embers away on the small metal cylinder next to it, replaced it with new tobacco and handed it back. At the same time, he snapped his fingers, and a ball of flame ignited on his fingertips. Envoy Motley lit new tobacco.

In the smoke, Special Envoy Motley's expression was a little blurry, "I have said that your so-called suggestions are poison to deceive His Highness the Prince. During the battle of Dalaran, His Highness the Prince, Lord Romance, Lady Telesta, Asta A dozen of the top magisters of Magister Luo and two thousand elite soldiers of the Sunfury Legion, including Legion Commander Salorian and the Morningseeker, are all missing. The council unanimously believes that you should bear all the blame for this. Do you admit your crime, Ange? "Ma"

As soon as he finished speaking, several envoy guards behind Angmar strode forward and vaguely surrounded him.

He looked directly at Motley, his expression unwavering.

Angmar really blames himself for the tragedy that happened in Dalaran.However, Angmar knew what Motley wanted, or what the Silver Moon Council wanted.

This is a sin committed by others.

Special Envoy Motley suddenly laughed, and the tense atmosphere disappeared immediately, "But"