Rise of the blood elves

594【Xal'atath appears】

While the two were talking, the uninvited guest from outside walked in without caring about himself.

His appearance and characteristics are actually [-]% similar to Angmar, and he is also the same "high elf", but he is much taller than Angmar, and even a bit burlier than the tallest male night elf. Very majestic.Standing in the ruins of the hotel, my head almost touched the blackened beams hanging crookedly above.

His chest was exposed, with complicated tattoos on his left arm, and a dragon-shaped shoulder armor on his right shoulder. The transparent carapace contained yellow sand that flowed like running water.The long light brown hair is combed into a ponytail and hangs down on the back of the head. The long hair on the back of the head is braided and passed around the neck, falling naturally on the chest.Especially those deep eyes that sparkle with the light of wisdom, as if they have experienced thousands of things and have the ability to understand everything and directly point to the human heart...

Just by standing there, this person exuded a natural power, which was noble and could not be blasphemed.

"Stand back, Dath'Remar." Azshara ordered softly.

Dath'Rema who conveyed the message hesitated for a moment, and finally bowed and left.After he left, Azshara turned to Nozdormu and looked at him expressionlessly.

This was the first time she had seen an Aspect Dragon. She had heard Angmar tell so many stories about this noble creature. Only when she saw it with her own eyes did she know it was true.But when she thought about the purpose of the other party's sudden visit, she couldn't feel any good feelings in her heart.

"Nozdormu." Azshara nodded respectfully, but the conversation immediately changed. When she raised her head, she asked, "Are you here to plead for him?"

Mortals are not as good as dragons. Regardless of their rank, length of life, or wisdom in this universe framed by the six original powers, they are far from comparable to the latter.But Azshara, who has known all this for a long time, has no sense of humility at all, and naturally exudes an aura that can make her look at her level.This is not intentional, but...

She is the light of lights.

Nozdormu shook his head upon hearing this, "No, I will reveal your future."

"The future?" Azshara chuckled, "What future is there? Aren't we going to follow the path drawn by you and the 'Prophet', and watch my empire be destroyed in one day, and become a slave to the ancients?" Only when God hangs the curtain can she survive. From now on, is she a miserable Naga Queen who can’t even control her own destiny?”

There was no trace of resentment at being betrayed in her tone, but it was more like she was telling a simple fact.She is the most powerful mortal, even possessing power comparable to that of the Guardians and Dragon Aspects. She also learned the secrets of the universe and the world from Angmar.The more she learns, the clearer she becomes that under the wheels of history, no matter how powerful an individual is, they will be ruthlessly crushed.

Once the tide of the long river of time rolls forward, even she can only accept the determined fate, and there will be no other.

Is she sad?It's actually very sad, but it's just to blame Angmar - since the ancient war, since all this is bound to happen, why do you let yourself know all this?He went through such a big mistake in vain and fell in love with himself...

Isn't it good to let yourself fall into ignorance?No matter what, it's better than what it is now, knowing full well the consequences, struggling or unwilling, but in the end you can only watch the so-called future come true for yourself.

Deception, betrayal...

Azshara's mood at this time reflects a sentence - there is no greater sorrow than death.

Nozdormu said softly, "Do you think this is Angmar's intention? Mortal Queen, you still take the timeline too simply. You should understand why he hides something from you..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Azshara. She said coldly, "Isn't it? You treat the timeline as a chess game, and I am just a chess piece that can be used to get whatever you want."

Nozdormu ignored him and continued, "...the timeline is not a chessboard. Even if it is, no one can be the chessboard holder. And you...are not a chess piece either. Angmar He has never used you, but regards you as his most important partner - a partner in a double sense. Because no one can inherit his legacy except you."

After saying that, Nozdormu turned around and walked away, leaving behind only these words of unknown meaning, which slowly fermented in the ruins of the hotel.

Azshara didn't stop her, she just sneered.She sneered at this, because that person had told her too many of the same rambling, false and empty words.She was about to make a sarcastic comment, but suddenly froze, a legacy?

"Wait a minute!" She came back to her senses and felt inexplicable panic in her heart, "Will? What do you mean? Could it be that he..."

Nozdormu ignored it completely.

"Does he know?" Azshara suddenly asked unclearly.

Nozdormu stopped at the door, "What can he do if he knows, and what can he do if he doesn't know? He will still do what he needs to do to practice his own path. Whether it is unintentional, or if he knows the future, or It’s to wake you up... No matter what, it’s the truth.”

After saying that, he turned into quicksand and slowly disappeared into the air, leaving Azshara with a complicated mood in a long silence in the ruins of the hotel.

After a long time, when she noticed the pain in her palms, she realized that she had clenched her fists tightly at some point.The pain originated from an edge on the ring on the middle finger of my right hand.

Azshara silently took off the ring, held it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully. After looking at it for a long time, she suddenly said to herself in a daze, "It's so careless, and I don't know how to polish off the edges."

She stared at the ring, blankly for a long time.It wasn't until the ruins of the business inn became lively again, and the soldiers who had finished their naps stood up one after another, and started on the journey again under the leadership of their respective officers, that she sighed quietly, put the ring on the middle finger of her right hand again, and then walked out of the hotel ruins.

This time, her golden eyes returned to their previous color.

……

Meanwhile, Neltharion's lair.

The cave is densely covered with rare stalactites, deep pools of water, and mushrooms that emit faint fluorescence. It should be a beautiful underground wonder, but it is completely the opposite at this time.

There was no other black dragon in the huge lair, and there was a cold, dark black aura lingering everywhere, making it look particularly ominous.And Neltharion, the guardian of the earth, who is one of the noblest creatures in Azeroth, is standing in the middle of the cave unaware, as if he is accustomed to this at all.

What is shocking is that the source of the dark aura is the noble body of Neltharion, the guardian of the earth, in the center of the cave.He was pacing back and forth, stirring up the dark atmosphere, which was terrifying. His expression and behavior were completely opposite to the usually calm and solemn Dragon King. His glimmering dragon eyes were full of bloodshot eyes and madness. His mouth was full of blood and his teeth were clenched, revealing the sharp teeth of his mouth, as if he was very angry because of something.

"My plan was perfect!" The Earth Guardian suddenly stopped and roared.The rough voice echoed endlessly in the empty space, causing the stalactites hanging above the head to break and fall down.

Among them was a stalactite that was more than ten meters long, but Nasario did not dodge and let it fall on him, turning into small stones and scattering on the ground.

He seemed to be talking to himself, but as he spoke, he was staring closely at a particularly deep black mist.

"...I warned you! When your 'brothers' just escape from the prison of the Guardian, of course they will take you as the leader, because only you are free, and only you can help them fight against the possibility of returning at any time and restarting the Guardian. The high-level guardian of the guardian system, eliminate potential threats so that they will not be sealed back when they are most vulnerable..."

"...But what now? After so many years, Yogg-Saron and C'Thun have completely corrupted their guardians, not to mention, Yogg-Saron has controlled almost all the guardians. The power of the two , have recovered to a level comparable to yours!"

"...You are the weakest one. You hide under the sea and don't dare to show up. Tell me, why do they still rely on you now that they have recovered their strength? But you actually think that you can get out of the predicament by uniting with them... …”

"...What is the truth? Your 'brothers' just dealt with it. C'Thun's Qiraji army went back outside Uldum without causing any damage to the Forge of Origin. threaten."

..."As for Yogg-Saron...he responded to your call, and his 'right-hand man' Loken did form an army of creations that cannot be ignored, but when this army slowly drove out of Ulduar , everything is too late!"

"...None of them were able to contain the returning high-level guardian Lai, and the hateful mortal who absorbed the heart of Y'Shaarj! Now they have gained the trust of other guardian dragons, and they also want to 'help' me forge the giant dragon. Dragon Soul!"

"...That hateful mortal came from the future. Even if he said that he lost most of his memories of this era in the process of traveling through the timeline. But what if he was just hiding his motives? What if he knew about my corruption? What should I do? What if he tells the other dragon guardians everything about me? Then all my plans will be lost, and I will die without a burial place! I owe you all this, thank you' Brothers' gift!"

"...As you said, there is a competitive relationship between you and your 'brothers'. Although they are unanimous in dealing with the outside world, in the end only one can successfully swallow the Titan star soul bred in Azeroth and become the only Dark Titan! How could you fall into such a trap with your cunning? C'Thun and Yogg-Saron, who have returned to their prime, will not make wedding dresses for your and my planners at all. They are eager to watch us and those two people come out of the blue. Fight to the death with the disruptive factors so that you can reap the benefits! With your cunningness, how could you not have foreseen all this?"

"...Tell me, what are you thinking about? You must have already figured it out! It's impossible that you haven't calculated the little thoughts of C'Thun and Yogg-Saron. The current situation even makes me feel like I'm being deceived. ! Do you think I am unreliable and unwilling to share your final plan with me?"

"Answer me, N'Zoth!"

Neltharion was furious and swung his claws heavily on the ground.The entire cave shook violently in the wrath of the Earth Guardian,

"I……"

"It is indeed the weakest one..."

"I am far inferior to the most powerful Y'Shaarj. I am not as good as C'Thun who has thousands of eyes that can penetrate the mind. I am not as good as Yogg-Saron who has thousands of bewitching mouths. I am even only inferior to Shalata who was divided and devoured by us. Be a little stronger..."

A cloud of black mist slowly condensed in front of Neltharion into a terrifying, deformed monster. It was huge in size and covered with tentacles as thick as Neltharion's neck. It actually occupied the entire cave. Even dozens or hundreds of times larger than Neltharion.

"but……"

"You also need to know..."

"I can make you the king of the five-color dragon clan and the only master who rules this planet under my blessing..."

"But at the same time..."

"I……"

"Also your master."

This dark whisper echoed in the cave. Suddenly, no movement was seen from the huge beast in the black mist. For some reason, Neltharion, the guardian of the earth, suddenly let out a shrill wail and curled up. , holding the head with two front paws, rolling on the ground in agony.

Wherever he passed, whether it was the huge pillars supporting the top of the cave or the stalactites that had been eroded by thousands of years of water, they were all extremely fragile and fractured.For a time, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and dust and smoke filled the air.A cave passage that was large enough for him to fly freely collapsed in an instant, burying Neltharion inside.

But these tens of thousands of tons of earth and stone did not cause any hindrance to the black guardian dragon. He sometimes rolled and sometimes hit his head on the ground, as if he wanted to expel the omnipresent dark whisper from his mind.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying it would be to suffer such unbearable pain for the most noble and powerful guardian dragon in the world.But despite this, Neltharion's eyes resolutely showed a fierce light, like the most wild and untamed beast, no matter how much suffering he endured, he would never give in.

"N'Zoth, I will destroy you! Destroy all your brothers!" Neltharion was still roaring.

The deformed monster known as N'Zoth ignored him and just looked at the huge dragon guardian who had been driven crazy by himself and had lost all reason in agony.He didn't seem to want to hear any words of begging, he just wanted to torture the other person.

This scene lasted for a long time, until Neltharion fell to the ground without any strength, and N'Zoth's voice sounded again, "Now... do you know the difference between priority and priority?"

Neltharion's eyes were still filled with eternal anger.

"You are right. Today's alliance is only temporary. The mortal world is bound to suffer unprecedented weakening due to the invasion of demons..."

"After this battle, there will no longer be any force that can prevent our comeback in the future, whether it is the returning high-level guardian Rai, Azadas and Elonaya hidden in the ancient buildings, or It’s Odin, all of them are just the most trivial obstacles..."

"In your words, we are just 'intrigue', and..."

"I did have a plan in advance. There is someone who can help me suppress C'Thun and Yogg-Saron and win the final victory..."

As he spoke, the deformed monster looked aside.A group of black mist rose up, forming in mid-air a humanoid creature whose appearance and race could not be seen clearly. It had a slightly soft body and seemed to be a woman...

"Hello, brother. Thank you for the invitation... The last time we met was probably billions of years ago, right?" She glanced at N'Zoth, said hello with a sneer, and then turned to Nessari, who was breathing weakly. Oh, he chuckled condescendingly and said, "Hello, poor guardian of the earth. I... am the fifth ancient god who was 'divided and swallowed' - Xal'atas."