Rise of the blood elves

Angmar just seemed to hear "his" voice coming from the Flame Strike.If the witty voice hadn't been real, he would have wondered if he was hallucinating, or if someone was joking with him.

After a while, he determined that this was just an ancient voice-recording spell.

But this made him full of doubts. If that idiot was a god, he would have slandered himself even if he was accurate 1 years ago, and then deliberately let the voice be activated at this time, just to suddenly scare him.

How could there be such a boring guy in this world?

And this drop of water

Angmar let go of the Flame Strike with suspicion, took a few steps back and looked carefully at the small water droplets floating quietly in front of him. Once he saw it, he could no longer look away.

After a few seconds of "adaptation", the small water droplets began to emit bursts of magic waves.

Standing at such a close distance, he could clearly feel the amazing magical energy contained in this seemingly ordinary drop of water.

Waves of solid, dense magic mist overflowed from the water drops, gurgling along the high platform where the coffin was located, flowing through the beautifully carved stairs, and slowly gathering at the lower level.This is a manifestation that the magic power has almost condensed into substance and transformed into a liquid-like existence.

The thick mist turned the magnificent bottom space of the Tower of Sunfury into a magnificent dreamland. All the blood elves in it could feel that the energy of the Sunwell had not flowed through their bodies for a long time, and they were filled with transcendent magic in the blink of an eye. .

Emineel was intoxicated with an unprecedented sense of satiety, and her eyes were blurry.

Blood elves born with a connection to the Sunwell have different needs for magic power.The pain of losing the Sunwell for several months was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.Many people have symptoms of magic addiction and become addicts deeply dependent on external sources of magic in their hunger and thirst.

The most severe symptoms are those of mages who have been with magic all year round, especially those apprentices who have not yet completed their studies and have weak willpower.

Although the willpower of the magisters is far beyond that of ordinary people, otherwise they would not be able to join this list, but this little drop of water not only satisfies their long-awaited need for magic power, but also brings an unparalleled sense of pleasure, which makes many As a result, people lost their minds and fell into a deep sleep, unable to extricate themselves.

Angmar looked around and found that all the magisters were the same as Emniel.Only the rangers brought in by Lor'themar are better. They don't rely too much on magic and can maintain enough sanity in front of the water droplets.

Angmar couldn't help but frown. As a member of the blood elves and also a mage, he understood the suffering of the magisters who had been in the south and could not return even after Anweina returned.

Compared with them, when the symptoms of magic addiction became more and more severe, Angmar had an extra holy tree essence in his body that could satisfy his thirst for magic power. He was undoubtedly much luckier.It is precisely because of this that he is relatively sober at this time.

Emineel seemed to be a little confused. She walked towards Angma with staggering steps, stretching out a hand to touch the water droplets.

Just as Angmar was about to stop him, he heard a shout from behind him:

"Stop, do you want to kill yourself?" Lor'themar walked over quickly and pressed Eminel's arm.

Emniel suddenly woke up and saw that her finger was only a few dozen centimeters away from the water droplets. She was startled and broke into a cold sweat.Without any protective measures, rashly touching a powerful source of magic is definitely the most irrational behavior and is tantamount to seeking death.

"Thank you."

She thanked him, closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm her shock.

The magisters also asked the One-Eyed Ranger to wake up with a roar. They realized that they had lost their composure and took a few steps back, with incredulous expressions on their faces.

"This magic is so powerful."

"It is far more pure than the Sunwell, but very similar to it. What's going on? Is it always hidden in Flame Strike? Why have we never discovered it before? It repaired Flame Strike. Why is it in Flame Strike?" I didn’t see it appearing when the Flame Strike broke.”

The female magician Randra Morningwalker asked several questions in succession.

The magisters who have been dealing with the Sunwell all their lives obviously found that the magic power of the water beads was far more pure and primitive than that of the Sunwell, and they couldn't help but become suspicious.

"No, it was the spell left by the caster of Flame Strike that restored it to its original state. Somehow, I accidentally activated it." Angmar replied.

Emniel, who had recovered from the shock, asked in disbelief: "But you just touched Flame Strike? If it were so easy to activate this recast spell, after the Flame Strike broke, His Highness asked so many magic craftsmen to study the sword body. Logically speaking, the crack should have been activated long ago."

Idonis stepped forward and cast a spell near Flame Strike to investigate. After a while, he murmured: "The recast spell is very clever, and it also covered up its own traces after it was completed. I can't deduce it in reverse. The principle of action can only confirm the age when this spell was cast. It is indeed 1 years ago. This is what surprised me the most."

"Is it because you are not good enough, or for some other reason?" Emniel turned her head and asked very bluntly.

Idonis shook his head: "It is true that the level is not good enough. But in fact, I am afraid that even the magic attainments of the late King Anastarian are slightly inferior to this person. It is really amazing."

Emineel was silent.

Although the Night Elf Empire built around the Well of Eternity has produced many talented magic masters, that was after all the ancient era 1 years ago and was still in the enlightenment period of arcane magic.

After thousands of years of development, Quel'Thalas cannot be said to have surpassed the Night Elf Empire at that time in its use of external magic sources. However, the level of advanced magic theory and spellcasting level should not be comparable to that of Quel'Thalas.

All in all, a mage from 1 years ago has surpassed one of the most talented mages in the blood elves today. It can be said that this is a very high evaluation.

A very strange feeling arose in Angmar's heart.

He did not express his guess. He felt that this recast spell would only be activated by him alone. Otherwise, even if the Flame Crush was shattered into slag, it would not be activated by anyone.

This Forger, who does not exist in the timeline of Azeroth, deliberately erased his significant mark in history, and now he has done the same thing again, cutting off the possibility of others tracing his traces.

First of all, if the caster himself is a time traveler, there is no need for him to act like this and ensure that the historical process of 1 years behind him remains the same. Isn't this asking for trouble for himself?

I'm afraid only people who travel to the past and don't want to change history so that their future selves have nowhere to live would do this. But this explanation creates a new paradox and cannot satisfy the theory of cause and effect.

Angmar, who lives in linear time, cannot figure out what the timeline of this world is, and is completely in a state of confusion called incomprehension.

And since he chose to help the blood elves recast Flamestrike, and the time positioning was so accurate, wouldn't it be better to activate the recast spell when Prince Kael'thas was still in the clan? Why did he have to wait for Angmar?

"The magic power of water beads seems to have the same source as the roots of the Sunwell," Emniel said, looking at the water beads.

The female magician Landra Morningwalker had already begun to cast spells to explore. She replied: "No, it's not just as simple as rooting out the same source, it is"

Angmar took a deep breath and answered: "The source of the Sunwell, a drop of water from the Well of Eternity."

The essence of the Holy Tree makes him more familiar with the energy of the Sunwell than his tribe, and he is also more sensitive to magic.Almost the moment the water drop appeared, I noticed its inseparable connection with the Sunwell.

Moreover, "he" also sent a drop of water from the Well of Eternity with the strike of flames, and appeared in time when the Sunwell itself was destroyed, leaving only the incarnation of Anweina.

So accurate. How could he know that Anweina needed this drop of lake water?

Several magisters looked at each other, instinctively unwilling to believe it, but the fact was before their eyes, and they once again fell into a situation where they could not speak.

Even apprentices who are still memorizing the principles of magic, as long as they have read through the arcane history of Azeroth, will know how transcendent the Well of Eternity is.

It was the most powerful source of magic in Azeroth, creating a glorious and prosperous magical civilization. It was also the direct cause of the outbreak of the War of the Ancients. The fundamental reason was the Burning Legion's coveting of this world.

Queen Azshara surrendered to Sargeras, and secretly communicated with the Burning Legion to use the Well of Eternity to open a portal in preparation for the arrival of the Dark Titan.With the joint efforts of multiple races at that time, the evil plan of the Burning Legion was foiled. The chaotic teleportation spell finally caused the Well of Eternity to explode.

The explosion tore apart the entire Azeroth, and most of the land sank to the bottom of the sea. The remaining fragmented land looked across the sea and became what it is today.And in the center of the world, where the Well of Eternity once stood, there is a never-ending maelstrom.

The Sunwell was created from the water of the Well of Eternity. Only a small amount created such a powerful source of magic.

Now even if it is just a drop of water, no one knows what it means.

While everyone was in a daze, Anweina in a white dress walked slowly over.Angmar thought of the voice and hesitated, wondering whether he should hand over the Flame Strike to Anweina like this.

It’s hard to say what the purpose of this idiot was who was so bored that he left a voice message to scare him. Naturally, he would not act on his orders.

"and many more"

But Anweina completely ignored him, stepped forward and grasped the hilt of Flame Strike, her eyes flickered as she stared at the artifact, her expression uncertain, as if she heard something that was unbelievable to her. .

After a moment, she nodded towards the blade of the sword, looked at Angmar deeply and doubtfully, and then cast a spell on the suspended water droplets. The pure arcane energy was shaped into an imaginary shape without weaving. As if he wanted to, he wrapped the water droplets and returned to her body.

Without explaining to anyone, Anweina directly activated the teleportation spell and disappeared.Angmar was left with a lot of worries and a group of magisters looking at each other.

The Sunwell may be restored.