Rise of the blood elves

565【Confession】

The portal sent the two of them to the sky above the Storm Cliffs.

The cold wind was biting and the heavy snow was sweeping across the place.As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of white snow, and the snow-covered mountains rise one after another, layer upon layer, and the majestic wind rises from the ground and extends to the end of the field of vision.

This is the frigid edge of the land where the stars shine forever, and the ice never melts.Stormy waves wash over the coast day and night, and from time to time a broken iceberg falls into the sea, causing huge waves.

Angmar stared at the majestic fortress looming in the ice and snow in the distance, and said to Azshara: "That's Ulduar there. Do you feel the dark atmosphere in that fortress?"

Azshara nodded.

The night elves in ancient times did not know anything about the world. With the help of magic, they had already explored the world in detail.I also know that there is something extremely evil hidden in the ancient fortresses here and in the southwest, so I have been avoiding them.

"It was once the prison of the ancient god Yogg-Saron. It gradually corrupted its guardians over the long years. Now all the Titan creations guarding this place have become slaves of the will of the void in the whispers of darkness... "

Ulduar was not obscured by illusion.

Although the heavy snowfall severely obstructed the line of sight, with the extraordinary eyesight of the two of them, they could easily see the scene inside with the help of magic.

Seen from a distance, the endless comings and goings of Titan creations are like ants in an ant colony, densely packed and countless.Considering the distance factor, it is not difficult to imagine how huge they are. Those iron tower-like giants are probably more than a hundred meters tall. Compared with them, the mechanical gnomes and steel vrykul walking below have no sense of existence.

If you don't know that this fortress has been reduced to Yogg-Saron's fortress, anyone who looks at it at first glance will think that this is a giant city full of vitality, but the race living in it is a little too strange.

If you take a closer look, you will find that all the creations are carrying various war supplies on their shoulders and are marching to the edge of the fortress, closely following the war machines powered by magic or steam.Mixed among them are many huge faceless men, who seem to be acting as commanders, leading these creations.

Azshara frowned and asked, "Those corrupted creations seem to be... preparing for a war?"

Angmar nodded.

Azshara frowned deeply when she heard this. With just a glance, it was not difficult to see how terrifying this army of shadow creatures and corrupt creations would be.Even the Kaldorei Empire, which looked down upon all other races, was unwilling to face such an army.

"But you said that the ancient god has been dormant for 1 years, and has never launched any war against the mortal world during this period."

"History has changed," Angmar explained. "Their target is not your empire, but the returning High Guardian Rai."

"Who is he? Aren't all the guardians corrupted?"

"Some are not," Angmar shook his head. "Three years ago, the two original powers in my body made me more and more manic. When I went to the Pan-Pandalia region to seek salvation, I successfully awakened one of them. His name is 'Lai' is the one with a higher status among the many guardians.

His base has not been destroyed by the Old Gods, so he has a great chance of rebuilding Azeroth's guardian system.The Old Gods sensed his return and saw him as a threat, and now this war is aimed at nipping this threat in the bud.Not only Ulduar, but also the Ahn'Qiraj Fortress in the southwest are also preparing for war intensively.If the Old Gods prevail, the mortal world will no longer have a barrier. "

He increased the mana output of his arcane vision and carefully observed the army in the distance.Key information such as their number and composition of troops was sent to high-level guardian Lai as a warning.

"So...my empire is under unprecedented threat." Azshara fell into deep worry.

But she couldn't blame her. It was Angmar's act of waking up Lai that caused all this.After understanding the origin of the world, she has profoundly understood a truth.

That is, the ancient gods and the void forces behind them will never give up their coveting of this planet.When the enemy is strong, they will lie dormant in secret, accumulate strength, and one day they will come back. It is only a matter of time, and there is no way to escape it no matter what.

Looking at Azshara's beautiful profile, Angmar felt a little guilty.She was right, but she would never have imagined that it was not the Ancient Gods that threatened her empire, but the coming Burning Legion.

Standing in the biting cold wind, he felt like he was back to that night again.

The natural disasters invaded, and he traveled around as a blood elf envoy, just to reveal the truth to people. The natural disasters and plagues were not isolated incidents, but a precursor to the Burning Legion's imminent invasion.

Although in the end he succeeded in advancing the historical process and uniting all races to resist the imminent catastrophe, but as Medivh said, the world is never an immutable chessboard.The enemy has also made corresponding changes, becoming more powerful than in the official history.

When he stood in Dalaran that was razed to the ground by Archimonde, he looked at the messy ruins, looked at the broken corpses, and looked at the path that swallowed up Prince Kael'thas and Dalaran who should have survived. However, the space rift left by a group of senior leaders truly realized the price of mistakes, and the self-confidence caused by time travel also disappeared.

He suddenly felt something and said with a sad smile: "You know, I know everything that has happened and will happen in this world. But sometimes this is a burden."

Azshara broke away from her worries, gently held his arm, and whispered: "What's wrong with you? I will always stand behind you. No matter what happens in the future, I will face it with you."

Angmar sighed deeply, "Azshara, that person revealed everything about the future to me and entrusted me with the important task of resisting the end of the world. After three years of thinking, I came to a conclusion …

The War of the Ancients is an indispensable part of Azeroth's development, and only when the end of the world is truly shattered can the many races that are talented and courageous enough to play an important role in the end of the world be able to develop. hotbed, and a relatively stable geographical environment...

Both are indispensable.Without any one of them, history will be out of control and headed towards an unknown trajectory.That person has proven countless times that this road is impassable, and there is no way to stop the arrival of the end..."

Azshara heard something wrong and was stunned for a moment.

Because Angmar had long told her about the ancient war that took place in the original history. This war caused by her ambition directly led to the destruction of the Kaldorei Empire and even tore apart Ancient Kalim. Many continents and countless lives were lost as a result.

After severing contact with Sargeras, she had clearly avoided the War of the Ancients, but now Angmar clearly stated that this war must happen and the outcome must be as canon, which made her deeply uneasy.

"What on earth do you want to say? Don't be like this, I...I'm a little scared..."

Angmar did not answer, but said: "Let's go back first."

After saying that, he activated the teleportation spell and brought the two of them back to the palace.