Rise of the blood elves

It's winter and the wind is howling.The bright sunshine cannot stop the spread of chill, and Quel'Thalas has already become cold.

Angmar stood on the tower of the Shepherd's Gate and looked south. In order to resist the biting cold wind, he had to add a thick cloak to his robes.

Yonge Forest is beautiful, with golden color as its main color, and an elusive tranquility, like a melodious and soothing movement, making people involuntarily become lazy.

But now there are discordant notes in this movement.

Plants began to wither due to the cold, and the beauty of hundreds of flowers blooming in spring was no longer there. The delicate and colorful flowers were the first to wither; the luster of many golden leaves had also dimmed, and gradually turned yellow, except for those with strong vitality. The grass was not affected.

Plants are dying.

Angmar is not worried about the climate of Yongsong Forest. This problem will eventually be solved, it's just a matter of time.The three magic temples under construction will soon come into play, extracting huge arcane energy from the magic network to power the spells that change the forest climate that have lost their energy source.

What he cares about is the changes that happen to him.

During the voyage back from Quel'Danas, he fell asleep and dreamed almost all the time.The dream was very real. In the dream, he observed Quel'Thalas from a unique perspective and visited every corner where the magical energy of the Sunwell was illuminated in the past.

Since absorbing the essence of the Holy Tree, he seemed to have formed some kind of profound connection with it, and this connection even extended to the Sunwell.

Now he felt like he was bathing in the light of the Sunwell again, and the magic flowing in his body was even stronger than before.

The vitality of the core of the Holy Tree was inspired by the Sunwell, and it was rooted in it and used the energy in the magic network to feed back the Sunwell. This was a surprise to everyone.

Great surprise.

Angmar heard that Prince Kael'thas was ecstatic about this, and ordered his magisters to put down all their chores and prioritize work related to the Sunwell. Even the man in charge of the construction of the three magic temples in Eversong Forest Half of the magisters have been transferred.

Yes, for the blood elves, there is nothing more important than the Sunwell.Everyone saw the hope of the Sunwell's recovery. No matter how slim the hope was, it was still a ray of light that illuminated the darkness.

Only Angmar could sense through his connection with the two that although the Sacred Tree Sath'ara was still alive, the Sunwell was dead.No matter what efforts the Holy Tree makes, it is impossible to restore the Sunwell to its original state. All she can do is to prevent the remaining energy of the Sunwell from being lost in the long river of time.

For this, she sacrificed her remaining life.

She could have absorbed these energies to regain her life, but she chose to preserve the last memory of her former lover in the world at all costs.It is not so much an attempt and effort as a futile struggle unwilling to compromise.

But the Sunwell is dead, completely dead.

Now Angmar understands that even if Velen uses the essence of Muru to rekindle the Sunwell, it will not be the original one, but a "new life" born on its remaining body.

Perhaps it seems strange to use anthropomorphic language to express the "love" between a plant and a magic well, but Angmar doesn't think so.

The holy tree Sath'ala has a soul, and so does the Sunwell, Anveena.

Thinking of this, a very urgent emotion arose in Angmar's heart again. It was the strong desire conveyed to him by the holy tree Sasi'ala through the connection between the two.

She longed to see Anweina, even if it was just through Angmar.

The Holy Tree knows about Anweina's existence, but her feelings for Anweina are slightly different from her feelings for the Sunwell. From this, Angma can judge that Anweina is not the soul of the Sunwell. Perhaps Another word would be more appropriate: daughter.

Angmar couldn't help but ask himself, what does he who has absorbed the essence of the holy tree mean to the holy tree?

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There was a sound of gentle footsteps.

This footsteps are different from those of the garrison soldiers patrolling and sentrying on the city wall. Their footsteps are always heavy. Even if the iron boots have soft leather soles, when the armor plates of the ankle joints touch each other when walking, they will also emit metal. Unique crisp sound.

Even less likely to be rangers, their vigor will always be evident in the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps approaching from far away were a little soft, and Angma quickly imagined a tall, slender woman walking towards him with graceful steps.

The footsteps became more and more rapid, as if its owner was anxious.

"Angmar and the others said you had been standing on the tower for several hours."

Lana Seer's voice reached her ears, like sunshine shining into her heart, instantly dispelling the chill.

Angmar turned around and met Lannathel's eyes with a slightly frowning eyebrow and a worried look on his face.

It has been almost half a month since the battle at Darth Weiser's Magic Academy ended, and the two have not seen each other again.Lana'thel is one of Kael'thas's most trusted followers, and she has the powerful strength of a high-level epic. These days, she has been serving as the leader of a mage group in the Sunfury Legion, participating in the Sunfury Legion's competition. The combat operation launched by Alvasa.

Looking at Lana Thel's pretty face, Angmar suddenly felt emotional.

The two met three years ago. She inserted him into the prince's advisory team. In fact, she wanted to get a low-paid financial assistant. After that, she left the heavy accounting work to Angmar and started working as her own. She left the shop behind and had fun playing around all day long. She was completely different at that time than she is now.

She is very straightforward, with a cheerful color always flashing in her eyes, as if no worries in the world can take away the happiness in her heart.

Everything has changed since her family was all killed by natural disasters.

She comes from a noble family loyal to the Sunstrider royal family. She has outstanding magical talent and ranks among the high-level epic powerhouses at a young age. She is very smart and her knowledge of magic is far beyond that of ordinary people of her age.It was precisely for this reason, coupled with her noble bloodline and her family's great influence in the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, that she was chosen by King Anastarian and solemnly swore an oath in the Tower of Sunfury to become Kael'tha. Prince Si's personal entourage.

Although there are some political factors involved, this phenomenon was very common during that period.High elves and blood elves are not much different from humans in this regard.There are many aristocratic councilors in the Silver Moon Parliament who perfectly embody the "meat-eater despicableness". The positions around the prince are competed by all the big families.

After all, who is not obsessed with power and status?

But Lana Thel is not a flower. She is strong and proud. It is said that people who seek marriage from her family are almost breaking the threshold, but she can't look down on anyone.

Then why did you fall in love with me? Angmar suddenly laughed, which made Lannathel puzzled. She thought he was not clear-headed, otherwise he was giggling.

The two of them really got to know each other and really started to understand each other. It should be more than half a month after he served as the special envoy to the Alliance. No, Angmar felt that it should be said that Lana Thel understood him, because to him, Lanna Thel understood him. Nasir is still the powerful, cold, high-level epic warrior.

The gap in strength is the biggest gap.

Angmar was well aware of Lana'thel's gradual change in her attitude towards him during the journey.From the initial curiosity, to the later admiration, to the secret feelings, he saw it all.

He suddenly remembered what happened that day at the Holy Light Monastery, after he woke up from a serious injury, and suddenly found that the beautiful situation was mixed with something unharmonious.

Lannathel was warm and open, but she seemed to regard him as her own, taking a dominant stance and not caring about Angmar's attitude and thoughts at all.

The status of the two is not equal at all.

It is pure nonsense to say that Angmar has no interest in Lana'thel, but he is very dissatisfied with the relationship between the two. Lana'thel has never revealed her feelings to him. According to the previous life, she was hanging on him. Stretched, left to dry; arrogant, unreasonable

How can this happen?

Afterwards, the two of them did not make any further moves. Each had his or her own business. It seemed that the relationship between the two had returned to an ordinary colleague relationship. Lannathel admired Angmar's mind and foresight, but that was all. To put it bluntly, it's because the strength gap is too big.

Angmar himself also knew that regardless of Kael'thas's importance to him and his position as an advisor to the prince, no one would truly respect him given his age, qualifications and strength. This was a perfectly normal thing.

But that could soon change.

"What are you looking at"

Lana Seer withdrew her worried gaze, her face was cold, and she returned to her usual cold and charming lady. The transformation became very natural, so natural that it was hard to believe that the tender and tender expression just now would appear on her face. .

Only then did Angmar notice that his eyes had moved down to Lannathel's graceful neck and down to her towering breasts.

"I was wondering why you were wearing so little. I wonder if it's very cold now?" Angmar pretended to be calm and scolded, taking off his cloak and putting it on Lana Thel.

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It doesn't matter, it will grow up if you rub it.

The moment Angmar's hand touched Lannathel's body, she suddenly tensed up and pursed her red lips, as if she was not used to the feeling of being cared for by Angmar.

"Why do you seem to be a different person?"

"You mean you care about you?" Angama buttoned her cloak and straightened the fur collar, "Isn't this rare?"

Lana Seer raised her pretty face slightly with an arrogant expression, "No, I mean, when did you dare to talk to me like this?"

For a moment, Lannathel's aura was overwhelming. She didn't even look at Angmar. She gently unfolded her cloak and turned to leave. Then she couldn't hold on any longer. A bright red spread over her cheeks, and a warm smile bloomed. Smile.

"Let's go quickly, the teleportation circle is almost set up."

As he walked down the spiral staircase of the city tower, Angmar kept thinking.

It has been more than a month since he received the attention of Prince Kael'thas and then affected the situation in the north of the eastern continent.

At the end of the 20th year of the Black Gate Calendar, the course of history has completely changed. Dalaran is aware of the invasion of the Burning Legion in advance. It is likely that all races in Azeroth will unite under the same banner to jointly deal with the upcoming threat.

Sometimes you just need a gentle push, and the wheels of history will turn in a completely different direction, causing the world's trajectory to change dramatically.

The butterfly's goal has been achieved. If you want to avoid being crushed by the wheels or being thrown off by the carriage in the middle, you must have enough capital to stand still in the turbulence, grow up with the rolling forward trend, and always stand firm. The front end of the trend.

Even the most powerful legendary warriors have fallen countless times. Although strength is indispensable, a mind that knows how to assess the situation is equally important.

Angmar is already planning the "itinerary" for this trip to Dalaran.He must go to see Anveena. With the connection with the Sacred Tree Sath'ala, Krasus, who had collected the essence of the Sunwell to condense Anveena, would not doubt his motives.

Beyond that are the night elves.

Get the help of the night elves as much as possible. Judging from the current state of the holy tree, which is determined to go its own way, I am afraid that within a year and a half, the vitality will be completely cut off. The blood elves need the help of druids to rejuvenate the holy tree.

Finally, it’s about finding ways to improve your strength.