Rise of the blood elves

174【Angmar and Angmar】

Looking at this cold gaze, Kel'Thuzad felt a long-lost cold feeling suddenly spread throughout his body. His heart tightened. He immediately recovered from the shock of witnessing the miracle of time and was about to cast a spell to get rid of it. Crisis.

As the spell model took shape in his mind, Kel'Thuzad was shocked to find that the mana in his body did not respond at all.The spell model built with no mental power is alone in the depths of consciousness, completely unable to be cast.

"What?" Kel'Thuzad couldn't help but be horrified. Although his body was completely different from the human form of the past, he could still clearly feel that the essence of the Sunwell was flowing between his bones along veins like blood vessels. , bringing him endless magic power.

This is the powerful magic power that was stolen when the body was reunited in the Sunwell. It is the essence of a special magic source that has accumulated for more than [-] years.This is also the fundamental reason why Kel'Thuzad has the ability to reach the legendary limit.

The essence of the Sunwell changed his essence, replacing the necromantic energy and mana in the normal sense that had been poured into his body through necromancy, making him the most special and powerful lich in the Scourge.

But at this time, Kel'Thuzad's connection with the essence of the Sunwell in his body was completely severed.In other words, he has lost the spellcasting ability that a mage relies on for survival.

Looking at Varimathras on the side, when the illusion cast its gaze here, he activated his escape spell and turned into countless bats and fled in all directions.But surrounded by quicksand, the surrounding space was shrouded in a force field, and the flow of time inside seemed to become extremely slow.After so much time, the bat transformed by Varimathras has not even flown a few meters away.

In a very short period of time, countless escape strategies flashed through Kel'Thuzad's mind, but they were all rejected one by one.

Being bound by this unheard-of time spell, and with his own spellcasting ability deprived of him, there was no way he could escape successfully.

At this point, he no longer had much hope of retaining this extremely precious body.

With this thought in his mind, the Lich did not panic.

To Kel'Thuzad, temporary death was nothing to fear.As long as the soul box is kept in a safe place, his subordinates can resurrect themselves through various means.

The only thing that made this former Dalaran master who was so thirsty for knowledge that he came into contact with a taboo existence like the Lich King, which could very well put him in ruins, and eventually became a lich, unable to let go was what kind of time spell the other party mastered. A kind of existence

The impact this brought to him was far more shocking than when the Lich King taught him the vast amount of undead knowledge, completely subverting his understanding of the world.

Throughout the ages, no matter whether it is arcane magic or evil energy, whether it is holy light or the power of nature, there has never been any kind of original power that can involve the realm of time.

This is not a level that mere mortals can reach.

With just a phantom projection, the opponent has the power to restrain a group of legendary strong men and bring the vast space under his control. How powerful must the original body of 1 years ago be?

If the other party had not survived to this day, time would have no meaning to such a being.

Kel'Thuzad discovered with some frustration that the so-called immortality he had gained at the expense of his own body was comparable to the primitive man holding a handful of lake water under the moonlit night, but saying that he had picked up the water. The moon is just as ridiculous.

He spread his mental power and tried to analyze the spell structure of the quicksand around him.Even if he knew that it would be difficult for him to discover the secrets, even a small gain would be more valuable than anything else.

Knowledge is always something he is attracted to.

As his mental power spread, Kel'Thuzad tried his best to raise his head and look at the illusion in mid-air.

The tall and thin figure shrouded in yellow sand was floating quietly like that, letting the lich explore the spell composition of the quicksand and paying no attention to Varimathras, who was about to escape, as if he was looking at two insignificant insects. .

A long while later, when Varimathras finally broke away from the force field and quickly disappeared into the forest, the illusion raised its flaming strike and struck it slowly and gently.

There are no swords, swords, and fireworks, so people don't feel any threat.Kel'Thuzad's body began to be annihilated inch by inch.In the process of death, the Lich let out a painful groan, which was dragged into a long, low sound by the extremely slow flow of time.

The founder of the Cult of the Curse, the lich who defeated many legendary warriors, Ner'zhul's most capable assistant, and the culprit responsible for the spread of the plague in Lordaeron, he just disappeared without a trace, leaving only his original appearance. Little bits of dust were left on the ground, mixed with dark unknown substances. When the sun shone, it reflected a very strange light.

When his consciousness awakened in the heavily protected soul box in the capital of Lordaeron, Kel'Thuzad was shocked to find that a lingering magical mark had been left on his soul.

"Master" Kel'Thuzad called out the Lich King in the spiritual link. He was very sure that the latter must have used his own eyes to see everything that had just happened.

But time passed by, and the Lich King never responded.

The tall and thin figure stretched out his hand and took back the remaining essence on Kel'Thuzad's body. He closed his eyes for a moment, and a flash of magic flashed in his palm, as if he had cast some spell.The originally mottled dust immediately became crystal clear, showing a golden luster.

Then he held the dust in front of his face and blew it gently. The golden dust instantly dispersed and was led by the spell to fly to the northeast in the direction of Quel'Thalas, leaving a brilliant colorful trail in the air. .

"Wherever it comes from, it will naturally be sent back to where it came from." The tall and thin figure murmured, his eyes following the dust floating in the air, looking in the direction of the Sunwell in a trance.

At this time, on the battlefield below, the reorganization of corpses continued.

Angmar was slightly out of breath. Activating the Flame Strike, or summoning this 1-year-old illusion, almost drained his energy.The scene that happened now surprised and delighted him equally.The Flame Strike was so magical that it exceeded his expectations.

After getting rid of the critical situation of being almost occupied by Sylvanas, there has been a voice, guiding Angmar to activate the magic stored on it according to specific spells. With this artifact, it has spent thousands of years. Unknown spell.

An artifact and an illusion destroyed the natural disaster troops and changed the entire war situation.

Channels of golden light flowed out from the flames in the hands of the tall and thin illusion, divided into thousands of threads, and poured into the corpses on the battlefield. If you look closely, you can find that these threads are composed of yellow sand.Every time a wisp of quicksand flows out of the dagger, the light on the sword fades, as if the magic power from the Well of Eternity is about to be exhausted.

Angmar saw that Drek'Thar stood up in the yellow sand. The totem fragments that had stabbed his chest disappeared. The horrific wounds slowly recovered. After a while, the blood disappeared and even the clothes returned to their original state.The old orc man caressed the disappeared wound and stared blankly at the illusion in the sky, speechless in surprise.

The seriously injured Tirion and Mograine escaped from the ice, were rolled up by the yellow sand, and immediately returned to their original state.The two looked at their hands, then at the army of undead that had disappeared, and looked at each other in disbelief.

On the battlefield, there are many strong men, soldiers, rangers or mages whom Angmar can name, as well as those who cannot be named, who have reincarnated from death to life.

Flame Strike obviously has limited magic power, and the number of people who have been resurrected by Angmar's astonishing method is less than one-third of those who died in battle.Moreover, the selection of resurrection targets seems to have been determined long ago. It does not only focus on the powerful ones indiscriminately. Some epic heroes who seem to be the most helpful to the battle situation have not been given the opportunity to be resurrected.

When seeing dozens or hundreds of more special undead being resurrected under the influence of time spells, including some of the early death knights killed by Tirion, who were all sent away from the battlefield by the quicksand after being resurrected, Angmar He understood everything in his heart.

From the perspective of time and history, only those individuals who are about to have a profound impact on future generations are worthy of resurrection.From this point of view, the stance of the tall and lanky figure is not limited to the camp, but more like a true detached person who has an overview of the whole situation.

Angmar only knew that according to the original historical trajectory, these death knights would be treated as abandoned sons, and eventually be freed. Driven by their hatred of the Lich King, they would become an important force against the Scourge.Today's history has changed. Since the tall and thin figure chose to resurrect them, it means that no matter what the process is, these early death knights will eventually follow their original fate and become the Lich King's enemy again.

In other words, the purpose of the main messenger behind the Flame Strike is not to resurrect these people, but to ensure that the future timeline process runs as he expected, or according to a certain established trajectory, without unexpected interference.

Angmar looked up at the tall and thin figure not far away.

When thinking of the Tomb of Tyr, the quicksand figure who had helped his group repel the Eternal Dragon and save them from the fate of being buried by the tomb collapse, Angmar couldn't help but wonder, could "he" have also learned about the future? , or had any contact with future selves.

The originally uncertain future, due to the other party's actions, gave Angmar the idea that everything was already destined, and he felt somewhat bound to live in the shackles of fate.

After thinking about it carefully, from the recasting of Flame Strike to the participation in this battle, everything seems to have been understood by this "slender figure" 1 years ago. It seems that there are many coincidences, but they all happened to be stuck at the critical time. on the node.

As the light of the Flame Strike dimmed, the quicksand that filled the battlefield gradually disappeared.The illusion in the sky is becoming more and more illusory, and it looks like it is about to dissipate like the time realm.

At the end, the tall and thin figure stopped looking into the distance and turned around. The quicksand around him slowly drained away, revealing his true appearance.

The same tall and thin figure, the same youthful appearance

"Hello, I have something to tell you."

Another Angmar said to Angmar.

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