Rise of the blood elves

510【My name is Sargeras】

"Her Majesty the Queen"

It was not until she was awakened by this slightly trembling voice that Azshara realized that she had been meditating for almost a month.

She took a deep breath to get rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind, and soon returned to her usual aloof demeanor, turning to look at the speaker.

It was Harveys, her most trusted advisor and counselor.This hook-nosed night elf's face was full of uncontrollable ecstasy. It was obvious that something great had happened.

Azshara nonchalantly put the prophet's quilt back on the silver tray, picked up her wine glass, took a sip and said, "What's wrong, my dear advisor?"

"Light of lights, our experiments have made an amazing breakthrough, you'd better see for yourself"

Azshara's heart trembled, thinking that before the prophet issued a shocking warning, he gestured towards the area where the magic experiment that Harveys was responsible for was located, she had a very ominous premonition in her heart.

Sargeras

"Deception", "bewitchment", authority

Complex thoughts came to mind, and Azshara didn't know what to think.

She must say that the prophet opened a door for herself to glimpse the vastness of the universe.It turns out that the world is so magnificent, but I am so small.

Trapped in this small space, yet reveling in this extremely small achievement.

When cognition is broken and you realize your own insignificance, is your previous ambition still considered ambition?

At the same time, she must also admit that she was really moved when she heard the prophet say that the "god" would give her far greater authority than before.She knows that she can win these with her beauty, intelligence, ability and strength

Understanding the mysteries of the universe, conquering thousands of stars, and having billions of people who regard themselves as goddesses make people yearn for it just thinking about it.

But the prophet's last words were like a basin of cold water, extinguishing all the thoughts in Azshara's heart.

Yeah, it's true

Is it what I want?

Azeroth will be destroyed.

Is this really what I want?

Azshara sighed.

"Your Majesty" Seeing Azshara's strange behavior, Harveys couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

Azshara blinked, stood up and walked towards the door, saying calmly: "Let's go, then let me see what kind of surprise you have brought to me."

"You won't be disappointed, I promise." Harveys immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

The two walked through the splendid corridors for a long time, and finally arrived at the terrace on the shore of the Well of Eternity, which was heavily obscured by illusions.

As soon as she saw the space rift, Azshara opened her mouth slightly.

As the most powerful and knowledgeable night elf mage, no one knows the level of arcane magic in the Kaldorei Empire better than she does.Even though the upper elves under his command are outstanding masters in various fields, they have always been helpless against that rift.

Not to mention that the efficiency of extracting arcane energy from the Well of Eternity is extremely low. Dozens of people combined can hardly reach one-tenth of their own. The lack of proficiency in space spells also leads to most of the energy being wasted.

Ever since this space rift appeared, the mages have worked extremely hard, but they can only ensure that it does not close on its own.

Azshara had only been here a few days ago, and at that time the crack was only as thin as a hair.But now, it has expanded to the extent that it can swallow a night elf. It is quietly suspended in the center of the terrace, and the majestic power of space it exudes is terrifying.

"You did this?" Azshara asked, not believing that this was the work of these mages.

Looking around, she found that the expressions of the mages were the same as Harveys.It was as if all of them were overjoyed by the results of their experiment, but she was the only one who didn't know anything about it.

"Your Majesty, it's not us." Harveys bowed and said.

Who is that

Azshara thought of the Prophet almost immediately.For a prophet who comes and goes without a trace, expanding such a space rift is simply a piece of cake.

"It's Him," Harveys said, extending a hand toward the rift and bowing deeply.

祂

Azshara soon realized that the consultant was not paying tribute to herself, but to something in the rift. Judging from the fanatical look on her face, she seemed to regard it as some kind of god.

She frowned, thought for a moment, then slowly approached the crack and looked inside.

Thousands of stars reflected each other, and at the end of the space, there was an ancient giant who was far taller than the stars, like a bronze cast, with his back to her.

The vast and boundless wind of the universe blew through his body, and the stardust surrounding his majestic body was filled with mist. The knotted muscles containing endless magic power shone like rugged mountains on the surface of his body.

Azshara was shocked, he

So beautiful.

With just one glance, she realized that this ancient giant possessed the supreme power to look down on all living beings.

As if aware of Azshara's gaze, the ancient giant turned around, stirring up a sky-high wind in the universe, and a nebula disappeared in an instant.

Those eyes that shone with holy light seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls, almost making Azshara lose her mind.She discovered that in front of such a supreme being, she was no more than an ant.

But deep in those eyes, she saw an invisible mass that destroyed all beauty.

Green magic flame.

"I'm coming," said the ancient giant.

Azshara's throat slid, forcing herself to stay rational, and asked respectfully: "God, can I be lucky enough to know your honorable name?"

"My name is Sargeras."

Azshara's mood suddenly became complicated.

Suramar's magical vault.

Angmar walked out of the Eye of Aman'Thul, declined the person in charge's invitation to stay, and the invitation to explain the history of this "ancient artifact", and was teleported directly to the surface.

He just activated this Pillar of Creation again.Trying to control the parameters of the event and reading the myriad possibilities derived from a certain choice while ensuring that the results are true is an extremely mentally draining behavior, and the burden it places on the spirit is far beyond what ordinary people can bear.

Walking in the bustling streets of Suramar, Angmar rubbed his brow tiredly, with many thoughts in his mind.

"You activated the Eye of Aman'Thul again, right?" High Guardian Rai's voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

Because the origin of order in the body is partly obtained from Raiden's heart and partly from the power of Aman'Thul possessed by Raiden, the connection between the two is extremely close.Through magic, real-time communication is a breeze.At least, for beings like Angmar and Rai, there is no difficulty in constructing such a spell.

"That's right. What's the situation with the high-level guardian?" Angmar responded.

"We have begun to repair the Origin Forge. Thousands of years ago, in order to repel the God of Thunder, Torviel forcibly activated the Origin Forge without sufficient authority. It is somewhat damaged, but it is not a problem." Rai's voice always sounds like So calm, almost cold.

Angmar asked again: "Where is Ahn'Qiraj's movements?"

Rai chuckled and said: "C'Thun has noticed my return. During this time, there have been more Qiraji people operating around Uldum. To'vir under my command even captured one of Loken's men. . It seems that these ancient gods are all uneasy about my return."

"I wish you all the best, High Guardian. If you need help, I will come immediately."

"I will."

After breaking off contact, Angmar let out a sigh of relief.

The world is not an immutable chessboard, and those transcendent beings are not fools who are deaf and blind, only knowing how to stay in a dangerous place.On the contrary, no disturbance in this world can escape their eyes.

What Angmar did in the Pan-Pandalia region could be said to affect the whole world.Especially the return of High Guardian Rai.

As the strongest guardian with the highest authority in the past, even if his power is not as strong as before, Rai is fully capable of threatening those ancient gods.For example, they contacted Azadas and Elonaya, who are still "missing", and Odin, who was blocked in the Hall of Valor, and plotted to counterattack Ahn'Qiraj and Ulduar, and put the ancient gods in prison again.

Although the ancient gods are not afraid of the guardians who have lost power, they will not remain indifferent to this.

The impact of the return of high-level guardian Rai on history cannot be described as a butterfly in the butterfly effect.The changes in various forces caused by him are likely to completely disrupt the history of the upcoming ancient war.

As early as when the Eye of Aman'Thul was activated for the first time, Angmar saw such an ending. With one stone, it stirred up a thousand waves. Yogg-Saron's puppet, Loken, who was once the guardian of the King of Wisdom, sent out troops to encircle and suppress him. High Guardian Rai.In order to compete with them, the latter had to unite with colleagues from the Hall of Valor and Uldaman to start a huge war between the remaining forces of the Guardians and the resurgent Dark Empire.

At this time, there is still at least more than a year before the ancient war comes.

If Angmar turns a blind eye, the Ancient Gods will achieve a complete victory. The war will even spread to the Kaldorei Empire and drag the night elves into the flames of war. By then, the ancient war that determines the situation of future generations will completely disappear in the long river of history. No matter how hard we try, we can't fix the timeline and change it towards the known future situation.

Even if Angmar reaches out to help, he will eventually face the dilemma of being unable to do what he can.This war will not only involve a group of corrupted guardians, but what is even more frightening is that the ancient gods are also very likely to appear in person.His power would be at its limit if he could compete with such a being. It would not be able to influence the outcome of the war at all.

In other words, if no other solution is found, the timeline will be irreparably altered.If the ancient war had not happened, the continent would not have been divided, and the most fundamental historical foundation had been damaged, even if "Mag'an" came personally, there would be no way for the timeline to change towards the main timeline of his origin.

So, he went to Zin Isshari, the night elf capital, and did that.This move can be called an extreme risk, but it can find a glimmer of hope in a dangerous situation.There is no other way.

And

This move also has the opportunity to change the fate of Queen Azshara, who is crucial to the history of Azeroth.

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