Rise of the blood elves

Archimonde's fingertips were like the center of the vortex.

As red energy visible to the naked eye gathered, strong winds carrying the pungent smell of sulfur also rose, blowing the night elves and demons on the battlefield to and fro, and even the distant dragons who came from the No. [-] Teleportation Network Node to support them. People also had to insert their weapons into the ground and lower their bodies to maintain balance.

A hint of vitality firmly locked onto Azshara.

She glanced around her. On the vast battlefield, the night elves' army was divided into dozens of small pieces that could not care about each other, fighting on their own.

Nearby, Dathrema and the others couldn't care less about anything else.Because a demonic force that broke through the defense line has surrounded them.Even the elite soldiers of the Imperial Guard are not their combined enemies.Some royal mages who had exhausted their mana even had to draw out their swords and confront the enemy head-on.

Soldiers are dying every minute. This army, composed of the Ere'Thalas Front, the Kaldorei Southern Front and the Well of Eternity Regional Front, is the most elite of the night elves and is capable of sweeping across the entire continent. Escape the fate of being eaten away.

Azshara has been in power for more than a thousand years and has worked hard to make the night elf civilization the brightest pearl on the planet.She wiped out the barbarians, and through a 12-year expansion war, she defeated the trolls, the previous owner of the ancient Kalimdor continent, and left them begging for mercy, shrinking to a corner of the world to survive.

She personally pushed the Kaldorei Empire to its peak.

But she never tasted the bitter pill of failure.

In fact, as early as when Archimonde appeared, after sensing his extremely terrifying strength, Azshara knew that such an ending would inevitably come.

Everything in front of me was contrary to common sense.

Archimonde not only escaped the blue dragon's detection, but also brought an army several times the size of the night elves under the eyes of countless scouts and scouts under the night elves' detection system that covered dozens of kilometers in the surrounding area. The army launched a surprise attack

Wave your hand to lock the space, causing thousands of portals to collapse at the same time

This kind of means, this kind of strength

She no longer wanted to think about how this was done, how on earth all of this happened.Because the enemies that the night elves face, or in other words, the enemies that the world faces, are simply not existences that mortals can fathom.From the military power to the evil magic mastered, they are all far beyond the cognitive limits of all living beings.

Angmar was right.

The Burning Legion has too many mysteries that cannot be treated with common sense.

Azshara stood facing the wind.The red light on the finger pointing at him became more and more dazzling. It was obvious that the energy was on the verge of saturation, and the vast battlefield resounded with the hum of rapidly rising energy.

She closed her eyes and slowly rose into the sky.The blood-stained dress was blown up by the strong wind and danced wildly beneath her body.

Every cell in the body contributed the remaining magic power under her crazy squeeze.The azure magic light erupted from her body, almost forming a cocoon of light, wrapping her inside.

The Burning Legion has blocked the Well of Eternity to a great extent, so that every night elf mage who deeply relies on this magic spring cannot get the support of the magic power in the well.

But without the Well of Eternity, she is still the most powerful mortal on the planet. She is still

light of light

"I am the light of lights. You may defeat me but my will will never fade away."

Azshara's sonorous and powerful voice echoed over the battlefield.

The most eye-catching light always blooms in the darkest moments.Even if it eventually dissipates, it will become a ray of light that breaks through the haze and usher in the dawn.

Just when Azshara was about to burn herself and deliver a decisive blow, she suddenly found a broad palm touching her shoulder. As the warm and familiar energy poured into her body and turned around, the magic power was forcibly increasing at the cost of her life. All was quelled

Azshara turned around, it was Angmar.

He was in a miserable state, his clothes were disheveled, and his robe was covered with fine scars.At a glance, it was obvious that he was injured by space debris when he forced his way through the collapsed portal.

"I'm here. My light within the light will not dissipate today." Angmar said softly, stroking her cheek, then took a deep breath and turned to Archimonde.

Looking at Angmar's back, Azshara couldn't help but be startled. She had never thought that the man in front of her was so...

Intoxicating.

Against the incoming red lightning, Angmar stretched out his hands

The torrent of rolling shadows and the power of order spurted out, forming a geometric shape that was half black and half white in front of the two people.

boom

The red lightning collided with the barrier, and the source of void and order, which combined evil energy and weirdness, were both annihilated, and a terrifying shock wave erupted.Centered on the impact point, a circle of air waves visible to the naked eye spread out.

This red lightning, or evil energy ray, emitted from Archimonde's fingertips was actually deflected by the barrier and refracted into the distance, plowing a deep ravine in the vast land, and even cast it. Unabated, it cut off two more mountains before disappearing from sight.

Rumble

Mountain peaks collapsed, immeasurable amounts of earth and rock fell, and smoke billowed in the distance.Although the barrier turned into black and white light spots and disappeared out of thin air due to this deflection, what was shocking was that Angmar was not injured at all.

There was a hint of surprise in Archimonde's eyes, "You are the so-called prophet."

Angmar was also quite unbelievable. He was already prepared to be seriously injured.Because that's Archimonde, that iconic red energy ray. You don't need to distinguish it at all to know that it is one of the most powerful spells of the deputy of the Burning Legion, the Finger of Death.

In the main timeline of his origin, Archimonde used this spell to destroy half of the city of Dalaran.

How could Angmar not expect that with the help of the power of order and the power of shadow, he could block Archimonde's spell without any damage.Could it be that the combination of these two forces has something magical that even the controller himself doesn't know about?

"You are indeed as extraordinary as the rumors say. I admire your courage, but you are only a mortal after all. Then let me see how strong you are."

"actually"

Angmar untied Xal'atath from his waist, grabbed the "Salvation" from his neck with his other hand, held it in his palm, and chuckled.

"I don't know how strong I am."

As soon as he finished speaking, the majestic shadow energy surged out of his body and transformed into a terrifying spell through "Salvation" and Xal'atath.Under the call of the power of order, the color of the sky and the earth instantly changed, and dense thunderclouds gathered together. At the same time, huge tentacles penetrated the earth and broke out, facing the thunderclouds that were pregnant with terrifying energy. Started dancing.