Rise of the blood elves

Black undead energy overflowed from the body of the black-armored undead, wandering around the body and constantly pouring into the face and head.On his exposed facial bones, crazy squirming granules began to grow, and soon they were all over his face, including tendons, muscles, and facial skin.

With the help of necromantic energy, he is recovering quickly.

The same situation was happening in the eye sockets of the black-armored undead whose eyes were melted away by Angma, but those disgusting residues failed to form new eyeballs in the end.The necromantic energy gathered in his eye sockets, and two groups of phosphorus-phosphorus ghost fires exuding an icy coldness replaced his eyes, which was extremely terrifying.

It seemed that the black-armored undead was very unaccustomed to this kind of visual experience. He did not immediately launch an attack, but assumed a defensive posture. He looked at Angmar with some fear, as if he didn't understand why the other party was in the forbidden magic realm and could still cast Cast powerful spells that can hurt yourself.

Angmar did not intend to give the opponent a chance to adapt to the new vision. He used the magic of summoning objects with extremely low mana consumption to recall the one-handed sword that had been knocked away before. It was as if all the mana had been exhausted and he was at the end of the road, ready to fight to the death. Like a fighting mage, he rushed towards the black-armored undead.

The desperate battle begins.

Close combat is extremely thrilling, and you will die on the spot if you are not careful.For a warrior who is good at this, senses are always the most important thing to ensure that the reaction speed and combat skills that rely on them can be used.

Once the most important sense is abolished, the strength will be greatly reduced.

But the strength of the black-armored undead is still there, and Angmar himself is not good at combat skills. His swordsmanship can be described as lame. Either he is weak and has no strength, or he uses his full strength where he should leave some strength, resulting in moves. It was extremely stiff, and was easily broken down by the black-armored undead. It had many flaws and was almost pierced through the chest with a sword.

If the black-armored undead hadn't adapted to the new "eyeballs", Angmar would have died long ago.

The one-handed sword and the rune sword repeatedly clashed, and new gaps constantly appeared. The smooth sword body, which could be seen through the light, was also covered by a layer of ice.The fine steel quenched at low temperatures begins to become brittle, and it may not take long before it loses its original toughness and is cut in half.

As the black energy continued to gather into the eye sockets, the black-armored undead's vision became clearer and clearer. He gradually adapted to this new sense and began to change from passive to active. He pressed forward step by step, and his fierce moves made Angmar unable to breathe. He was so angry that he kept retreating with help from left and right.

But the black-armored undead are adapting, and so is Angmar. He has been using the energy of the holy tree essence in his body to strengthen his limbs.

It turns out that although the attributes have been comprehensively strengthened, the secondary attributes such as strength and agility are not comparable to those of the first-level melee profession. How can they be compared to a first-level epic resurrected warrior?

Completely combined with the essence of the holy tree, the benefits of its arm-like control can be demonstrated.He was able to drive the essence of the holy tree into his own limbs, giving them a huge unilateral enhancement.This move requires a huge amount of mental energy, but after the battle went on for a while, Angmar began to do it with ease.

This is the fundamental reason why he can fight with the enemy for so long.He can always infuse the essence into the specific muscle groups at the most critical moment when needed, bursting out at a speed that is completely unreasonable, and thus avoiding fatal attacks.

He guessed that the other party must be surprised as to why a mage could be so fast. But that didn't matter. What kind of threat could a mage without his magic power have?

The black-armored undead began to gain the upper hand, and could not attack a weak mage for a long time. This made the resurrected epic warrior angry. His sword moves became more and more urgent, and he even allowed Angmar's weak attack to fall on him. We must also kill this slippery insect on our armor.

Angmar dodged all these attacks at the critical moment. In turn, he kept teasing, stabbing, chopping, and slashing, leaving white marks on the undead's armor. Although it could not hurt the opponent, it made the opponent more and more vulnerable. Angry.

Even if his senses are damaged, the black-armored undead is still an out-and-out low-level epic warrior. The gap between the higher levels is like a chasm, enough to crush Angmar, not to mention his weakness in close combat.

Even if it is strengthened by the essence of the Holy Tree, Angmar has no chance to take advantage of it, but

He had no intention of winning this way.

"Click"

Finally, in a confrontation, Angmar's high-ranking officer's standard one-handed sword was cut off at the handle.The ice-covered sword blade flew out diagonally and plunged into the head of a certain ghoul with a pop.

"thump"

The ghoul fell dead.

Angmar looked at the hilt of the sword, then at the black-armored undead, with a frightened expression on his face. Before the black-armored undead could launch the next round of attacks, he turned around and ran away in panic, at a very fast speed.

The black-armored undead let out a frustrated roar, and quickly followed up with his legs, as if he would not stop until he crushed the insect in front of him.

The two chased each other and fled. Angmar, who was in a panic, tripped over something under his feet and fell straight into the mud. He turned around nimbly in mid-air and used his back to bear the impact, but he still fell hard. , with a look of pain on his face, looking like he was at the end of his strength and exhausted.

The black-armored undead took the opportunity to leap up, holding the rune sword high and slashing down, intending to kill him.

In mid-air, the withered and decayed gums of the black-armored undead were exposed, and a cruel smile appeared on the terrifying face that had just grown.

die

Just as the sharp tip of the rune sword was about to penetrate the blood elf's body, the oily bug in the eyes of the black-armored undead suddenly opened his eyes. In those blue eyes, there was no trace of panic at this time. The bug's face was actually calm and dark. Undead A instinctively sensed that something was wrong. Before his eyes could move down, he saw a huge burning fireball, which continued to expand within his field of vision, and finally occupied the entire field of vision.

How is this possible? Isn't it possible that he has exhausted his mana? In the Forbidden Demon Realm, how can he possibly get replenished mana?

It's a pity that the natural disaster commander will never have the chance to figure this out.

"boom"

A huge sound resounded through the wilderness. Angmar used all the energy of the holy tree essence in his body to condense the pyrotechnics, accurately hitting the chest of the black-armored undead in mid-air, which had nowhere to rely on and only had time to turn slightly. It flew away from a distance.

Angmar only had time to cover his face with his hands, and the Pyroblast exploded at close range, dragging him into the endless fire hell. The clothes and hair on his body were all on fire. He did not roll around in vain to extinguish the fundamental fire. The magical flame could not be extinguished, but it used the last mana to summon ice and covered the body surface. The flame burned for a while and then offset the ice layer.

He stood up, leaning on his knees and breathing heavily. He looked as embarrassed as he could.The unique golden hair of the blood elves, tied back, was burned into short, burnt hair; the robe was also in tatters, and he was lucky that he was not burned by the flames.

Looking at the black-armored undead leader lying not far away, his whole body was burning with magic flames like tarsal maggots. A huge hole was blasted out of his chest. All the armor, sternum and internal organs were gone, leaving nothing behind. The burnt rotten flesh was still gurgling with sticky black blood in some places, and the armor lining on the back could even be vaguely seen through the wounds. It seemed that there was not much hope for survival.

Angmar dragged his tired body towards him.The dying black-armored undead heard the noise and tried his best to turn his head so that he could see him.

Although the mage already has a super advantage that is difficult to quantify when facing illegal professions, it cannot be said that there is no luck involved in being able to kill such a primary epic opponent who is far stronger than himself.

It is self-evident that the realm of forbidden magic restrains ordinary mages, but for Angmar, who has pure magical energy such as the essence of the holy tree in his body, it cannot play the role of "forbidden magic" as it should. In addition to being unable to communicate with demons, Webcasting, he can still shape spells with the energy within his body.

After injuring the black-armored undead with flame blast, he did not hesitate to risk his own life and devoted himself to the close combat that mages are least good at. He performed a series of fake and real tricks, making the opponent completely lower their guard and not guard against his trump card.

Otherwise, with Angmar's current level, it is still unknown whether the most powerful killing spell that can be cast can hit the black-armored undead.

Angmar didn't know what kind of emotion was in the pair of will-o'-the-wisps that replaced his eyes, maybe it was resentment, maybe it was unwillingness.He never imagined until his death that Angmar would strike a fatal blow at the most unexpected moment.

After confirming that the opponent had no ability to fight back before death, Angmar opened the opponent's fingers and took the rune sword in his hand.

The rune sword was heavy in his hand, and the hilt was extremely cold. He sensed considerable necromantic energy in the runes engraved on the sword.But compared to the evil aura coming from the sword's material, this necromantic energy seemed insignificant.

"Salonite" he recognized, cut off his robe and wrapped it in his hands, holding the rune sword and running towards Anweina and others who were surrounded by undead.

Saronite was transformed by the evil aura of the Old Gods. Some say it was the solidified blood of the Old Gods. It once grew in every corner of Azeroth, spreading the corruption of the Old Gods.Later, Fandral Staghelm, the Archdruid of the Cenarion Circle, planted several branches of the World Tree in the most corrupted areas, curbing and purifying the spread of Saronite. Since then, except for Northen, Outside of Germany, there is no trace of this mineral vein in Azeroth.

His act of kindness allowed the giant tree planted in Northrend to touch Yogg-Saron's prison, allowing the nightmare's corruption to spread in the Emerald Dream.

Closer to home, in short, this ore is extremely tough and is an excellent material for making armor and weapons.

It's a pity that the evil aura attached to it will affect the mind. Even if the Alliance tribes later used this ore to build armaments when they attacked Northrend to fight against the Lich King, they would only dare to hand it over to those strong-willed people.

It seems that the Lich King is already using this ore to arm the army. The owner of this rune sword should also be an elite natural disaster member brought back from Northrend after Arthas fell. However, this sword does not seem to be specially used for death in later generations. The standard weapons created by knights may be just semi-finished products in the early stages of exploration.

Under the leadership of a high-ranking officer of epic level, there are hundreds of elite ghouls, plus a dozen psychics with at least basic elite strength. They are an elite force that cannot be underestimated wherever they are placed.

If Angmar hadn't come after hearing the news, it wouldn't be difficult for the Scourge Legion to capture Anweina.

He slashed with his sword, cutting a bloody path through the ghouls, and continued to approach Anweina despite his weakness.The battle situation there is not optimistic. The tree people have all died a long time ago. The deformed giant bear in Istaria has difficulty moving because it is carrying Anweena. The claws were chewed on.

Because the two magic puppets had blocked most of the necromantic spells fired by the necromancer, their power was on the verge of exhaustion, and they were already weak and tired during their actions.

Before Angmar could reach them, the two magic puppets rushed into the undead group amidst Anweina's cries. Soon they were submerged in the sea of ​​undead, and the ghouls were piled up on top of them. On the body, bite, scratch, gnaw, do whatever you can to

The next second, with them as the center, a violent arcane explosion occurred.The light purple magic light visible to the naked eye quickly spread, annihilating all the undead it came into contact with into tiny particles of dust, which dispersed in the wind.

At least one-third of the undead died as a result.

"No dad, mom"

In Anweina's heart-rending cry, a hole was torn open in the encirclement, and the escape route was right in front of her.In the distance, I saw the thick fog dissipating and the moonlight shining on the earth again. Against the backdrop of the burning town, hundreds of soldiers from the security forces roared and charged towards us.

The undead retreated.

After the leader died, the dozen or so psychics saw that the situation was not good and were unwilling to make useless sacrifices. They left half of the ghouls behind and ran away.

Major Duren's men had to pay a certain amount of casualties to eliminate these ghouls.

After the battle, Major Duren ordered most of the soldiers to return to the town to put out the fire, while he led others to treat the wounded and clean the battlefield.

Anweina sat on her knees at the place where her "parents" died, with tears on her face. Although she had calmed down, her eyes were dull. From time to time, her white fingers brushed the land dyed violet by the magic explosion, and she grabbed a handful of soil. , close to the heart.

Istaria did not change back to human form, and the naive giant bear stayed by Anweina's side without saying a word, letting her lean against him.

Angmar stared at Anweina and sighed deeply.

"I shouldn't have said such words at this time, but" Major Duren walked to Angmar's side at some point. Angmar's instructions when he gave the rune stone before, coupled with what happened today, all kinds of associations Putting them all together, a suspicion arose in his heart, "The target of the undead seems to be this girl."

Major Duren looked at Anweina.

An Weina's house, a hundred meters away behind her, was finally completely destroyed by the fire. There was a loud rumble and the whole house collapsed. Sparks flew all over the sky and disappeared in the night.

"Anweina, look at me quickly"

In order to make Anweina happy, Istaria danced in front of her. The silly giant bear twisted its fat body and jumped up and down, which was very funny.

"Woo!" Anweina suddenly threw herself into her companion's arms and cried loudly, her tears falling like broken beads.The giant bear froze, then plopped down on the ground and hugged Anweina tenderly.

"I will take her away," Angmar said.

Major Duren breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.