Rise of the blood elves

The three of them said goodbye to Ronin and his wife, and followed Modera towards the Violet Castle.

There were many more pedestrians in the city than when Angmar left, and it was even a little crowded, but it was still orderly.There are many small merchants and hawkers selling goods along the street. Pedestrians walk among them with calm and peaceful expressions.

There was a nobleman who looked like he was not a native of Dalaran, and he was accompanied by a few followers. He looked very relaxed and swaggering, and he didn't seem to be very worried about the Scourge in the north.

Indeed, the glorious magical city-state of Dalaran has always been the most powerful existence in people's minds. No matter how fierce the natural disasters are, no one believes that they can invade.

Since the natural disaster struck the north, a large number of refugees from Lordaeron have poured into Hillsbrad Foothills, because this is the only remaining paradise in the north.

To the west is Gilneas, which attracts the invading undead from the Silverpine Forest. To the north is the magical city-state of Dalaran, guarding the traffic artery of Lake Dahrenmere. The snow-capped mountains of Alterac and Thoradin's Wall are all barriers to this fertile land. , there is simply no safer place than here.

But the only fly in the ointment was that at the beginning of the year, Thrall led the orcs to plunder the coastal areas when they left, stealing most of the ships and food in the granaries.If the fishery resources in the sea were not abundant enough, and Dalaran opened warehouses to provide disaster relief, ten out of ten refugees would have died of freezing and starvation.

"I'm glad that His Highness Kael'thas has entrusted you with the responsibility of being an agent, Angmar. Your excellence is obvious to all of us." Modera smiled.

"I am also flattered by His Highness Kael'thas's kindness." Angmar replied.

Isaacs was muttering in his heart at this time. He had never heard of this, so he quietly asked Lana Thel: "What agent is this kid not a special envoy? When did he become His Highness's agent again?"

Lana Seer deliberately made a surprised expression and covered her mouth in response: "Why don't you even know this? We all know it. Did His Highness not tell you?"

Isaac's face was red and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Feeling deeply that he was not taken seriously by His Highness and his colleagues, he said to Modera, "I have other official duties," and left angrily.The way he walked with his neck hunched and his head lowered was quite a bit like Donald Duck.

When Angmar turned around, he caught a glimpse of Lana'thel snickering. The latter also rolled her eyes at him deliberately and mouthed: "Take care of yourself and mind your own business."

Poor Isaac.

Everyone kept walking and came to a square in the city. Angmar caught a glimpse of a dwarf standing on the fountain in the center of the square, holding a magic loudspeaker in his hand and talking loudly. Many civilians gathered nearby.

"Citizens of Dalaran, please listen to me. The Crow Prophet's prophecy will come true. If you don't leave as soon as possible, you will eventually be buried with this city. Look at the fate of Lordaeron, and look at Quel'Thala Well, even the legendary king of the elves, Anastarian, was sacrificed by the fallen prince’s magic sword. How can you escape this disaster safely?”

The dwarf's voice is very shrill, but his eloquence is not bad.

Immediately some civilians asked worriedly: "Then where should we go?"

"Go west, south, wherever you go, as long as you can escape far from this land, you can save your life."

For a while, the civilians began to whisper among themselves.

Angmar asked curiously: "What's going on?"

Modera replied helplessly: "It's not all Jaina's fault. Ever since she claimed to believe in the prophecy of the Crow Prophet, it has caused a lot of repercussions in the middle and lower levels. Now there are such self-righteous guys hitting her every day. Under the guise of giving warning speeches everywhere, lest the world remain in chaos."

Angmar nodded, secretly thinking that was the case.Jaina is a close disciple of the leader of Dalaran, and her words and deeds have great appeal.No wonder a large number of people choose to believe her.

But there may be many people with evil intentions mixed in, intending to spread chaos and disrupt order.

At the beginning of the year, Medivh, who was resurrected by his mother, lobbied the northern countries to warn them of the coming disaster, and claimed that the only way to escape was to cross the ocean and head to the west.

No one believed him, not Terenas, not even Antonidas. Angmar was deeply suspicious of this, because it was impossible for the powerful Antonidas not to know about the existence of the Guardian. He must know Medivh. of.

Angmar thought that perhaps the resurrected Medivh no longer had the power of a guardian, and Dalaran believed that he was dead long ago, so he regarded him as a famous pheasant mage and sent him away.

However, Dalaran did not block the news and allowed the "Pheasant Mage"'s prophecy of doom to spread widely, with many believers.A number of well-known scholars who are unique in the field of divination have published various in-depth papers criticizing the predictions of the "Pheasant Master" and scientifically explaining from various angles that the so-called "prophecy of world destruction" is nothing more than a gimmick to gain fame and reputation.

Immediately afterwards, they analyzed the motives of the "Pheasant Mage" in various ways, and described Medivh, who had good intentions to persuade him, as a reactionary with evil intentions, with the purpose of causing panic among the people.He also called on everyone not to blindly believe in fallacies and fallacies.

The people's hearts were temporarily stabilized, but as the natural disasters and plagues intensified, Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas were destroyed one after another, and Dalaran's previous actions became more obvious. People couldn't help but think of the prophecy of the crow prophet again, and then gave It has become the soil for the spread of various versions of prophecies of doom.

But where can people escape? Before following Kael'thas back to Quel'Thalas, Angmar heard that the civil transport routes in Nanhai Town were limited, and the tickets were pre-sold until the year after next. When buying tickets The long queue wanted to line up under Thoradin's Wall.

Gilneas does have a lot of ships, but the country has long been sealed off with the Greymane Wall, so ordinary people really can't get in.

Going south via the Arathi Highlands by land, not to mention the extremely dangerous wilderness of Azeroth, Stromgard has long since destroyed the country, and the Arathi Highlands are full of criminals and robbers from the Syndicate. There's not even a pair of underpants left, maybe I'll have to open my buttocks to see if there's any copper plate hidden inside.

There's no way to go.

Speaking of Stromgard, Angmar still doesn't know how this martial and heroic human nation was destroyed. It didn't suffer any disaster or disaster. It just disappeared without a care.He guessed that maybe it was because the country contributed so much in World War II, the war cost a lot, it fell into an economic crisis due to high debts, and the country was destroyed by civil strife.

It seems that I really need to ask someone if I have the chance. This is a major event in history.

Closer to home, it won't be long before Jaina will lead some of the civilians of Dalaran and Kul Tiras who are willing to follow her and travel across the ocean to Kalimdor.

"Ms. Modera, do the Kirin Tor Council really not believe in the Crow Prophet at all? I heard that the so-called Crow Prophet is Medivh himself." Angmar asked.

Modera shook her head and said: "Impossible, this person is just a facade. Astral Mage has unparalleled power, we will not be able to sense it at all."

"Then you have no intention of taking refuge? The Scourge Legion's momentum is so strong that they have to take shelter temporarily. It's not practical to cross west, but what about going south?" Angmar asked again.

A group of chasing and playing children ran in the distance, their clothes were full of patches, their little faces were dirty here and there, and they were laughing and running in front of everyone.

Modera's eyes became kind, and she followed the children until they disappeared from sight, then she smiled bitterly and said, "We can't leave if we leave."

Angmar also sighed, it was indeed true.Dalaran is the last bastion defending the entire northern lands.If they leave, what will happen to the civilians stranded here?

"Disaster is coming soon, you must leave..."

Before leaving, Modera snapped her fingers, and the fountain's water column instantly became ten times thicker, sending the dwarf flying and hanging on the balcony of a steeple.

"Help ah ah ah ah"

The dwarf's cry echoed through the sky.