Rise of the blood elves

It was a brilliant victory, and although everyone was exhausted and in a state of embarrassment, there were no casualties.

"Zakaz has been completely killed." Tirion said to everyone when the three of them crossed the dangerous bridge and returned to the other side of the abyss. "This was a hard battle, but we successfully eliminated Azeroth." A great harm.”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't even have the energy to cheer, so they just sat down and rested on the spot.In the battle just now, the Paladins who were in the front row protecting the mages so that they could safely cast spells could be said to be the most tired.

They had wiped out countless shadow creatures. Even with the blessing of the power of the Holy Light, their whole bodies were so tired that they almost didn't have the strength to stand up.

Lannathel was distributing mana potions to everyone. Angmar took one, opened the plug and drank it in one gulp. He immediately felt that the dilemma of lack of mana was relieved a lot.

"This is Stromka." Dathrohan looked at the Stromka in Angmar's hand curiously, and people gathered around him.

Angmar handed the artifact to him, who waved it twice, brushed his palm over Stromka's sword, and praised: "What a good sword, even I feel uncomfortable with the weight." Emperor Thoradin was alive. He must be an extremely powerful warrior.”

He handed Stromka back to Angmar, turned to everyone and said, "Okay, let's get out of this ghost place as soon as possible."

Angmar cast inquiring glances at Aesas and Lana'thel, and they gave him the "honor" of carrying Stromka. In fact, they just didn't want to bear it because they thought it was too heavy.He had no choice but to smile bitterly and take on this really heavy responsibility.

As he left the cave, Angmar took a deep look at Zakaz's body.

Its body was supposed to be absorbed by the Blade of Xal'atath's Dark Empire, but now the latter is missing and unable to complete this task. We cannot wait until Xal'atath finds it before taking away the Silver Hand.

Then we can only hope that the collapsed tomb can completely bury Zakaz's body and the shadow creatures that spawned on it.

When returning to the tomb hall, Tawad's preliminary preparations were almost completed.After asking about the battle in detail, and hearing that Angmar had killed Zakaz with Stromka, he started the ceremony with confidence, closing the defense device and freeing the Silver Hand.

"boom"

Suddenly there was a loud noise above his head, and earth and rocks kept falling from the ceiling. Angmar almost couldn't avoid it, and was smashed to pieces by a huge boulder.

"What's going on?" He looked at Talward. The last defense mechanism of the tomb should not be activated at this time. The Silver Hand has not been taken down yet.

Talwad steadied himself during the earthquake and shook his head when he heard this, with the same confusion on his face.

When everyone was wondering, there were rapid footsteps at the entrance, and a young sorcerer who was soaked all over his body ran in. He was one of the people staying on the shore and said out of breath: "The dragon is on the water. There were several giant dragons fighting, and just now a group of gray and mottled dragons wanted to collapse the tomb, but they were stopped by the giant dragon and a bunch of vague shadows."

"Shadow of the Dragon"

The mage took a breath and nodded: "Yes, the shadows of the blue dragon, bronze dragon, and even the black dragon are all covered by yellow sand, but they seem to be on our side."

Angmar's brows were furrowed. Why did the dragons, who were all gray and mottled, and covered in yellow sand, sound familiar?

There are also bronze dragons, blue dragons and black dragons

The current generation of black dragons, except for Wrathion who is still in a dragon egg and may not even be a dragon egg, there are several other black dragons who have not been affected by the corruption of Deathwing. What are they doing here? Are they also interested in the artifact that is about to be unearthed?

This was impossible, he had never heard of such a thing.

"boom"

There was another loud noise, and now everyone couldn't wait any longer.

"Tawad, quickly take out the artifact Tirion. You can lead a few people to stay here to guard. The rest of the people come with me to join the battle. No matter who comes, we must not let them threaten the tomb" Dathrohan shouted He ordered, ordered a few paladins to stay, and took the lead in running towards the entrance.

The remaining mages such as Lannathel and Aissas immediately followed up and cast small tricks to isolate the water flow for those in front.

"Angemar, come here quickly" the two greeted.

Angmar suddenly came to his senses, hurriedly followed behind everyone, and plunged into the "U"-shaped underwater channel with a sudden movement.

After swimming for a while, my eyes suddenly opened up. Through the surging water, I could vaguely see a dozen huge black figures fighting on the water. Broken dragon scales and dragon blood were constantly falling down and falling into the lake.

Angmar didn't dare to surface, and had to swim until he reached the shore before daring to show his head.

With a "plop", a giant dragon fell heavily into the lake, causing a huge wave, which directly washed Angmar and a few unlucky ones who were left behind, and threw them to pieces.

Angmar shook his head vigorously to dispel the dizziness, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the chaotic battlefield.On the ground, many "minions" whose bodies and faces were covered by the yellow sand were fighting against the "gray and mottled dragons". The shouts of killing filled the sky, and the sound of gold and iron clashing could be heard; spells flew around, dazzling people, and the dragons were completely defeated. It was being pressed down and beaten.

Three giant blue, black, and bronze dragons fought against a dozen "grey and mottled young dragons" in mid-air. Although they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, they still defeated the latter without the ability to fight back.

"Eternal Dragon Tribe" Angmar immediately recognized those "grey and mottled dragons" and murmured to himself.

The Eternal Dragons are the fallen bronze dragons at the end of time. They often appear in key historical events, with the ultimate goal of destroying the Azeroth timeline, trying to cause chaos, and are the mortal enemies of the bronze dragons.

"Why does the Eternal Dragon appear here?" He was stunned. "This is also a key historical event."

While he was thinking, a long dragon roar resounded across the battlefield. Angmar looked up and saw that the bronze dragon sprayed out a stream of yellow quicksand, turning an eternal dragon into a sand sculpture and falling to the ground.

Looking at the blue dragon, the blue dragon has a slightly weaker body. It does not have the powerful breath of the bronze dragon, nor is it as huge and powerful in physical combat as the black dragon, but it is very proficient in the use of spells.Every time he was deceived and besieged, he would use the flash technique to teleport himself to a safe area, and then continue to cast spells to attack the eternal dragon.

The blue dragon's spellcasting speed is extremely fast, and almost all spells are instantaneous, just like a spell machine gun.Moreover, he is not limited to lethal spells. He can always cast the most appropriate spells according to the needs of the situation, causing great trouble to the Eternal Dragon.

The Eternal Dragon that was chasing the Blue Dragon saw that it couldn't attack for a long time, so it simply turned around and besieged the Black Dragon with its companions. The pressure on the Black Dragon doubled instantly.

The blue dragon immediately weaved a spell and temporarily imprisoned the seven or eight eternal dragons with magic chains.

The black dragon took this opportunity to fly high to get rid of the encirclement, circled in the air, and rushed towards the Eternal Dragon again.

Angmar thought it was going to activate its powerful melee combat ability again and hit the Eternal Dragon from the flank. However, the black dragon raised its neck, took a deep breath, and its chest swelled high. When it flew over the Eternal Dragon, it suddenly Breathing out a breath of fiery dragon breath.

The dragon's breath burned the seven or eight eternal dragons to ashes in an instant, and the high temperature even caused the lake water more than ten meters below to boil, causing steam to rise and smoke to fill for a while.

The last few Eternal Dragons became so fierce that they actually abandoned the giant dragon, completely exposing the weakness of their backs, and rushed towards Angmar crazily.

But before they were halfway through the flight, one was sprayed by the bronze dragon's breath and turned into a sand sculpture and fell into the water; the other was hit by the blue dragon's spell and was frozen into an ice lump.

The black dragon quickly flapped its wings and kept accelerating, and finally caught up with the last Eternal Dragon. It grabbed its wings from behind like an eagle catching a chicken and tore it violently, tearing it off and throwing it away.The Eternal Dragon howled in pain and bit back in pain. Logically speaking, it was completely disabled and could no longer pose any threat. The black dragon, which had the upper hand, could dodge the bite and find an opportunity to kill it.

But the black dragon did not dodge, with a look of madness in his eyes, and allowed the eternal dragon to tear off a large piece of flesh and blood on his chest, and then quickly bit the exposed weakness of his neck.

"Click"

Angmar's heart also trembled, and he saw the Eternal Dragon's neck snapping, his body twitching twice, and he completely collapsed.

The black dragon didn't give up. He pressed the dragon's claws as sharp as a blade against the Eternal Dragon's back, shook its head hard, and tore off its head.

Dragon blood and dragon scales immediately fell like rain, and the headless dragon corpse also fell into the water with a "plop", causing huge waves again.

The black dragon held a bloody dragon head in its mouth. It looked extremely scary. Its eyes kept scanning the ground, as if looking for something. Finally, it stopped on Angmar, and its eyes suddenly opened wide.

Angmar was startled, looked around, and found that he was the only one nearby. Dathrohan and others who had come ashore earlier were dozens of meters away, and they had already fought against the Eternal Dragons.

If the black dragon wasn't looking at him, who else could he be looking at?

The sound of flapping wings came, and Angmar hurriedly raised his head, just in time to see the black dragon spit out its head and dive towards him quickly. At this speed, he had no time to dodge.

At the moment of despair, a man whose face was covered by quicksand suddenly flew up from the side of the battlefield and pointed at the black dragon.

The black dragon was immediately frozen in mid-air and struggled violently.But no matter how hard the black dragon tried, he just couldn't free himself from the invisible shackles. During this period, he kept staring at Angmar, with only overwhelming hatred in his eyes, almost wanting to spit out flames.

A gigantic black dragon stopped less than ten meters above his head. This visual shock was something that not everyone was lucky enough to experience.If looks could kill, Angmar felt that he might have died a thousand times over.

Why does this black dragon hate him so much?

"pat"

As the black dragon struggled, blood continued to fall from the wound on his chest. One of the drops happened to drip down Angmar's collar and into his neck. Then there was a burning pain in the skin at the collarbone. He subconsciously reached out. When he went to wipe it, he touched the burned skin of his collarbone and gritted his teeth in pain.

After seeing Angmar being burned, the black dragon struggled even more violently, trying to "attack" him by throwing away more blood, as if this could relieve the hatred in his heart.The figure that had pinned it before slowly rose into the air and rode on its back, releasing the black dragon's restraint at the same time.

The strange thing is that the black dragon seems to be very afraid of the man on his back. Apart from staring at Angmar with a fierce gaze, he no longer dares to do anything inappropriate.

The man gently clamped his legs, and the black dragon flapped its wings and took off into the air, flying towards a slowly opening portal high in the sky.

Angmar was already dumbfounded by the sight before him. How much power did that man possess? He could imprison a powerful black dragon with just his fingers, and he seemed to have tamed it into his own mount.

Incredible.

Just as he was looking at the figure on the back of the black dragon, the battle on the ground ended unknowingly. The corpses of the eternal dragons were everywhere, hundreds of them, but most of them were those killed by time. The figure shrouded in sand killed the people brought up by Dathrohan, and the people who had stayed on the shore before, with almost no effort.

Those "minions" gradually rose into the air and flew into the high-altitude portal together with the bronze dragon and blue dragon. Before leaving, the blue dragon looked back at Angmar deeply.

The portal will not close until all existences that do not belong to this timeline have left.Angmar suppressed the doubts in his heart and looked around, and found that the body of the Eternal Dragon, and even the traces left by the fight, had disappeared.

He couldn't help but put his hand into his collar and touched the collarbone that had just been burned.

"hiss"

It hurts, really hurts.