Rise of the blood elves

On the way back, the worried Angmar received Elisande's magical message.

With the efforts of a group of talented magisters, her research finally yielded initial results. She found a way to convert the power of order contained in the Eye of Aman'Thul into arcane energy, which could turn the idea of ​​the "Night Well" into reality. All practiced.Everything was ready. At the end of the message, she asked Angmar if she could return to Suramar City to help her complete the final steps.

Angmar was naturally happy after reading it.

Not long ago, the coalition forces began to collect the Pillars of Creation.The Hammer of Khaz'goroth in the hands of the tauren of Highmountain and their neighbor Drogbar, and the Tidestone of Golgonneth, which was originally kept by the College of Narthalas, have all been transported to the Eldorei Pass under strict escort.

These artifacts used by the Titans during the Sequential Period to shape the planet and change the landscape are extremely functional. Although they are not purely powerful artifacts like the Dragon Soul, the energy they contain is no less than the Dragon Soul. , as long as it is used properly, it can also become a weapon against Archimonde and Kil'jaeden.With the high-level guardian Lai and the earth guardian Azadas here, this will naturally not be a problem.

But the Eye of Aman'Thul is no longer useful. This Pillar of Creation must remain in Suramar City to complete its historical mission of bringing a source of magic to future generations of Nightborne.

After returning to the camp, Angmar ignored Xal'atas who was playing with the alchemy equipment and directly packed up his personal belongings.Magic crystals, image stones, mana potions, magic books, etc., are all necessary things for a mage. Although he has no use for these things, he has always maintained the habit of carrying them with him in case of need. When needed.

"Why is his face full of worries?" Xal'atath put down the alchemy equipment and turned around to look at Angmar. "The conversation with Azshara did not go well."

"No," Angmar replied, "I want to go back to Suramar City."

"What happened at the Dark Night Well"

With her relationship with the future Angmar, it is not unusual for her to tell the history of Azeroth in a clear and logical manner.Angmar nodded and replied, "Yes. Elisande found a way to create the Nightwell, and I have to go back and help her."

"Oh" Xalatas sat down on the bed in front of him, leaning on the edge of the bed with his hands and looking up at him, "Why do you sound like you want to go back alone and leave me here? What's wrong with you?"

Angmar stopped moving his hands and said hesitantly, "I have a merciless request."

"Say."

Angmar hesitated to speak, and finally took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to say, "I want you to stay here. Can you help me? Well, help me take care of Azshara. She is in a bad state." wrong."

Xal'atath tilted his head and asked, "Don't you think this request is a bit excessive?"

"I think," Angmar blushed, "that's why I said it was a merciless invitation, but there is no one else I can trust or entrust 100%."

This cannot be said to be excessive.What is it called to ask a woman who loves you deeply, or to be precise, your future self, to help take care of another woman that you love deeply now?

But as said, Angmar really has no one else to trust.He really felt that something was very wrong with Azshara, but he couldn't figure out why. He had an ominous premonition, so he had to make this decision.

Xal'atath tugged the hair around his ears and said playfully, "Then should I be happy that you trust me 100%, or should I be jealous and get angry or something?"

Angmar knew that she was teasing him, but he couldn't think of a single word and was extremely embarrassed.

Seeing his appearance, Xal'atas chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that you would be so shy when you were young. I don't know how you managed to please so many girls. I will help you, don't worry."

"Thank you." Angmar breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, tsk, tsk, you're so kind. It seems that I am still an outsider." Xal'atath seemed to be in a much better mood, at least he could ridicule and tease Angmar like he did some time ago.

"No, of course not, I didn't mean that." Angmar became more and more embarrassed. Why could he not hold his head up in front of her since learning Xalatath's identity? What was this feeling of guilt in his heart? It’s like being caught for doing something bad and being forgiven and tolerated unconditionally.

Xal'atath seemed to enjoy his embarrassment very much, and the smile in his eyes became even bigger. After a while, he said softly, "Okay, no more joking, go do your own thing."

"Okay. Then I'm leaving." Angmar put away the enchanted space bag and left the camp as if running away.

In the open space outside the tent, Angmar split the space barrier, opened a portal and walked in.

After the portal closed, looking at the place where he disappeared, Xal'atath's smile slowly faded, and he sighed faintly, "It's so silly, it's so silly. Azshara is in a bad state, but that's because of you."

After saying that, she turned into a wisp of shadow energy and disappeared suddenly, appearing in Azshara's tent the next second.

Azshara was still sitting alone in the living room, staring at the ring in her palm that was infused with the essence of the Sunwell.Seeing Xalatath's arrival, she smiled bitterly.

"He said you were in a bad state and asked me to help take care of you," Xal'atas said softly, "I warned you not to show any emotions."

Azshara apologized, "I'm sorry, it was hard for me after knowing that."

"I tell you the fragments of the future that I have glimpsed in the hope that you can work with me to correct the timeline that can no longer be closed normally, instead of letting you influence it. If you do this, you will only harm Angmar. Xal'atath interrupted with a frown, his tone half helpless and half accusing.

"Is there really no other way? How can he survive in a place like that?" Azshara held the ring tightly in her hand and asked, but it sounded like she didn't even expect anything else. The solution.

"It is a distorted reality intertwined with light and shadow. The flow of time is also extremely chaotic. No one can measure it ten times, a hundred times, or even millions of times, because it is always in elusive changes." Xal'atas shook his head slowly. "Look, I'm just more upset than you are. If I can help it, I'll do whatever it takes."

Azshara was in agony.

"This is a disaster he brought about, and he can only bear it himself. Stop doing stupid things. Except for praying that he will be a blessing in disguise, we can no longer afford any mistakes, otherwise it will lead to more terrible consequences. Come on , you still have a lot to learn about the timeline." Xal'atath also knew not to be too harsh on Azshara, his face gradually softened, "Remember what I said last time?"

"Ah."

At the same time, Angmar also arrived at Suramar City, and his eyes lit up when he saw the scene in the center of the city.