Rise of the blood elves

The sky in the Land of Ghosts is extremely dark, and the ground is a dark-green color that has undergone deep corruption. Sick trees can be seen everywhere, with diseased green spots where toxins have condensed on the tree trunks.

It's always depressing to be here.

Even though the magic network disorder here is stronger than the place where he met Lafayette in the past, Angmar is no longer the same person as before. Every time the high-level elite level increases, the strength will change greatly.

Coupled with the cooperation with three high-level mages to cast spells, they have been able to perform short-distance teleportation while avoiding the influence of the magic network disorder.

The mana value was not much consumed, but the joint casting of spells was too exhausting. After several teleportations, the four of them had difficulty concentrating. They had to find a clean forest land, sit down and rest for a while before setting off.

Since Angmar is not specialized in teleportation spells, the one who dominates the joint spellcasting is Quen'thas, who is very knowledgeable in teleportation spells.

During the rest, Quin'sath's contempt for Angmar became more intense in his eyes, as did the two others.They all wondered in their hearts, how could Prince Kael'thas let such a child serve as his advisor?

He is really too young, and his hair has not yet fully grown. Although the blood elves and high elves rarely grow body hair, it does not prevent them from using the metaphor of humans with abundant body hair.

"Advisor, among the three of us, I am slightly stronger. Ellondan is good at transformation control spells, and Orosalia is good at protection spells. When you are in danger, you can seek the protection of Orosalia. Please feel free to rest assured that we know each other very well and will work closely together to protect you." Quinsas said, handing Angmar a piece of preserved fruit.

Eating can help relieve tension and is an effective auxiliary means to relax your mental state.Many mages keep some snacks with them to relax after casting spells in non-combat environments. Of course, female mages always carry the most snacks.

There are even wealthy mages who mix crystallized mana potion into snacks, and chewing two pieces after casting a spell can have a weak effect on restoring mana.

"That's right." Orosalia nodded. This female blood elf mage has darker skin and golden hair. She is about 40 years old. She has a beautiful face and small features, which is quite beautiful.

"If we encounter an enemy that is difficult to resist, Ellondan and I will try our best to hold each other back, while Quinsas will prepare a teleportation spell for evacuation. You must be close to him at that time to avoid being unable to enter the range of the teleportation spell. "Olosalia said in a clear voice. She took out a few exquisite desserts from the enchanted space bag like magic and distributed them to everyone.

"Yes." Ellondan, who was tall and thin, cherished words like gold. While eating dessert, he became interested in the little spider at his feet. He stretched out his finger and turned it into a crawling caterpillar.

"Ellondan" Olothalia screamed, quickly hiding behind Quensas and jumping around, causing the latter to chuckle.

Ellondan curled his lips and had no choice but to change the caterpillar back.

The three of them seemed quite relaxed. The friendship between them must have been maintained for many years. When they were with each other, they naturally showed a courage born of trust, as if they had partners behind them to rely on, and they were fearless.

Angmar also found that while they were joking, they would still devote a considerable amount of their attention to the movements around them.

"If we regain our energy, we will set off as soon as possible. We should be nearly a hundred kilometers away from the Holy Tree. If we don't hurry up, we won't be able to arrive before dark." Angmar threw the dessert into his mouth and chewed it. Next, he clapped his hands and said to the three of them.

The three of them nodded, put on serious expressions, and stood up to cast spells.Contempt is still contempt, but they will not delay the progress of the mission.

Just when everyone was clearing their chaotic thoughts and weaving short-distance teleportation spells together, dense footsteps suddenly sounded in the forest, and there was a swishing sound on the corrupted leaves. It seemed that a large number of creatures were rushing towards this direction.

Several people immediately thought of the undead occupying this place, immediately stopped casting spells and started searching around.

When Quinsas found a dozen rushing ghouls in a direction with extremely dense tree shade and very dim light, he immediately put his hands together in front of his chest to cast a spell, and at the same time silently recited the incantation of the fireball spell.

At this moment, a fireball whizzed past him and flew towards the ghoul. He could even feel the scorching temperature coming from above.

Who

Who casts spells so fast?

It is impossible for Ellondan and Olothalia to be of such a level

Quinsas couldn't help but slow down his spell-casting movements. He subconsciously looked back, and happened to see the consultant whom he had once despised. He had already condensed a second blazing fireball in his hand and was about to strike.

This, this, this

"Don't be distracted" Angmar shouted.

Quensas felt like he had been given a slap in the face and hurriedly returned his attention to the battlefield, but he was shocked in his heart.

How is it possible that his spell-casting skills are so superb?

The scene that happened next shocked Quinsas, no, the three of them.Angmar completely dominated the battle, casting lethal evocation spells one after another at a dizzying speed.

He killed five or six ghouls halfway, which was more efficient than the three people combined.

When the remaining ghouls finally broke through the spell blockade and came closer, before Orosalia could cast the barrier spell, Angmar appeared behind them in a flash, and instantly cast a frost spell, killing all of them. The ghouls were frozen in place.

The key is that in order to ensure that all the ghouls can be imprisoned at once, this "weak" consultant actually cast the stance push trick at the same time, pushing back the ghoul outside the spell range, and then stood up. Name them one by one on the spot and completely reduce them to ashes.

The three were stunned.

Of the nineteen ghouls, Angmar killed eleven by himself, more than the three of them combined. He also showed excellent on-the-spot adaptability, rich combat experience and superb spell-casting skills.

They discover that Angmar is much more powerful than they originally thought, much more powerful than they are.

No, it was almost more powerful than all the high-level elite mages they had ever seen.

Quinsas had the illusion that the consultant's spellcasting speed was faster than his mentor who had elementary epic strength.

"What are you still doing? Recover your mana quickly and prepare to set off." Angmar scolded.

The three of them nodded blankly and looked at each other. Not only did they see their dumbfounded partner, they also saw their own dumbfounded reflection in their partner's eyes.

Wouldn't it be great if I could learn even a little bit of this?

Next second

Quinsas quickly took out a good mana potion and gave it to Angmar with both hands, "Advisor, this mana potion can dilute your fatigue after casting a spell."

"Here are some desserts for you, sir. Delicious food can relax tense emotions." Orosalia didn't even bother to fix her messy hair, and quickly brought a lot of delicious snacks to Angma's eyes, her beautiful face A perfect smile broke out on his face, revealing his shiny little tiger teeth.

"I, I, I" saw his two friends approaching Angmar like human-blood elves, doing all the easiest things to do to win favor. Ellondan scratched his head in anxiety, but he couldn't do it. The act of groveling and squeezing someone's shoulders and legs is too flattering.

This is how to do

Ellondan suddenly saw a blood stain on Angmar's robe, and immediately smiled. He took out a fragrant embroidered handkerchief from his arms and shook it open. He walked towards Angmar with a naive smile. : "What, Lord Angmar, there is a stain on your robe, hehe, hehe."

Feeling the enthusiasm of the three people, Angmar ate desserts, drank mana potions, and even had his robes cleaned, letting out a sigh of relief.

But he soon put on a serious face and said, "Go and rest quickly, we must set off as soon as possible."

"As you wish"

"Yes"

"clear"

The group finally arrived at the southern border mountainous area where the holy tree Sath'ala is located. In order to prevent being discovered by the undead, Angmar chose the end point of the short-distance teleportation technique on the cliff south of the holy tree because he had already used the eyesight-enhancing arcana. I have inspected the high mountain with my vision, and there is no sign of undead activity on it.

"Damn natural disasters, look what they did to our forest." Orosalia gritted her teeth as she looked at the vast area at the foot of the mountain that had been cut down and even the tree stumps were uprooted.

"I'm afraid they want to establish a base here." Quinsas said in a deep voice.

Elrondan nodded quickly in agreement.

A large number of undead are digging the foundation either with tools or with their bare hands.Piles of wood were piled not far away to be driven into the pit to reinforce the earthwork.

A quarry was dug out of a nearby cliff, and the sound of hammering could be heard constantly. Psychics were constantly directing the undead to put the carved stones into carts and transport them to the construction site.

Angmar knows that the stones here are all high-quality building materials, because the stones used to build the border gates of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas were mined nearby.

In the distance, there was a group of Stitch Monsters walking slowly towards the construction site. After a while, Angmar discovered that they were all pulling a car behind them, and they were carrying something heavy. The endless seams are struggling.

The entire construction site was in full swing, with thousands of undead busy at work.There are a large number of undead soldiers patrolling the perimeter, which is obviously heavily guarded.

Dysom is already under construction.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light lit up in the center of the construction site, like a lighthouse in the dark night. It stayed on for more than ten seconds before dimming.

All four of them felt that the energy fluctuations emanating from the golden light were very familiar, and were actually very similar to the magical energy in the Sun Well.

Angmar hurriedly cast an arcane vision to enhance his vision and looked at it intently.

The spell narrows the range of vision, but magnifies the scene at the focal point of the vision.He quickly found the source of the flash, which was a tree with only its trunk left. The golden light was flowing on it, which was particularly extraordinary. The terrifying magic fluctuations even distorted his arcane visual spells, giving people an unreal and strange feeling. .

That's right, that's the sacred tree Sasi'ala

Angmar frowned deeply, looking at the holy tree, it seemed that it was running out of life.

There were densely packed undead corpses on the ground around it. A psychic was shouting orders to his undead. Soon a large group of undead with sharp axes gathered around the holy tree, and there were even a few huge ones. The suture monster.

Presumably, the recent outbreak of the holy tree Sasi'ala was to resist the felling of itself by the undead natural disaster.

Suddenly, while looking at the sacred tree, Angmar heard a painful cry in his heart.That is not the language of any intelligent race, but no matter what kind of creature it is, it can empathize with the pain, fear and urgency contained in this voice.

The Sacred Tree Sas'ala is asking for help

It has life. Although it has no soul, it has the instinct of a plant. Ordinary plants can still express their thoughts through branches, not to mention the otherworldly sacred tree Saas'ala, which has long been under the influence of the Sunwell.

Angmar was not a druid and could not understand what the holy tree was saying, but he felt that the holy tree was calling him.

That's right, summoning.