Rise of the blood elves

213【Goodbye, dear "His Royal Highness"】

This place is only ten kilometers away from the coalition camp, which can be said to be within easy reach.The previous burst of necromantic energy should have attracted some attention.Faced with a situation where teleportation spells are ineffective and turning around and running away is tantamount to slow death, Angmar will never sit still and wait for death. Every minute and second he stays in the opponent's barrier means that his own danger increases by one point. Ner'zhul is very Coveting his "secret".Only by creating a huge momentum can more people notice the abnormality here.

Whether you can escape or not depends on this.

A massive amount of Sunwell energy surged out of Angmar's body, lingering around the fiery red blade of Flamestrike for several weeks. Following the direction he pointed, it quickly shot towards Arthas, who was watching with cold eyes, completing the process in mid-air. During the energy shaping process, it burned violently with a roar and turned into a blazing fireball.

Angmar stepped forward, bursting out with a speed comparable to that of a melee combatant, hiding behind the fireball's wake, and rushed forward fearlessly.

Even though he was facing a powerful enemy, he still couldn't help but admire in his heart: "This feels really good."

Ever since Anweina absorbed a drop of water from the Well of Eternity and entered a state of recovery, the energy of the Sunwell in Angmar's body has grown stronger every moment. After so long, this is the first time he has fully faced the enemy. .

Angmar is not a genius, and his understanding of magic is difficult to improve in a short period of time.The essence of the Sunwell can only strengthen his spell power on the existing basis and improve his physical fitness in all aspects.Since there was no intuitive comparison, he didn't know whether his physical fitness could be comparable to that of warriors of the same level when the essence was activated, but even if it was worse, it wouldn't be that far behind.

The current fighting method can best use one's own advantages. The retreat can be a fort mage with not deep expertise but extremely powerful spells, and the advancement can be transformed into a close combatant who is not proficient in combat skills but has outstanding strength and speed.The combination of the two makes Angmar a headache for all enemies.

However, the thing that boosted Angmar's confidence the most was not just that.

The explosive speed allowed Angmar to follow closely behind the pyroblast fireball and quickly approach Arthas.

When Arthas drew out Frostmourne, the "Invincible" under his crotch immediately stood upright, allowing the owner on his back to use the force to strike down.

Even if it's just a trivial chop, this mount can make the most convenient movement for its owner. It's really extraordinary.Of course, there is a reason why they were raised by Alsace and are familiar with each other, but most of it is due to the spiritual connection with their master after becoming undead.

With a "boom", Arthas directly used Frostmourne to scatter the Pyroblast fireball, and then noticed Angmar who was already following closely.

Although there was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the death knight, he was obviously surprised that a mage could have such rapid speed. However, he was surprised to find Angmar leaping into the air with a big jump, trying to slash him with the weapon in his hand. It all turned into contempt.

"Hmph, you're looking for death." Arthas sneered and gave Angmar a death sentence in his heart. At the same time, he also felt a little regretful. He was afraid that his "deal" would not be fulfilled, so he could only settle for the next best thing and bring it to his master. Another powerful corpse.

Any melee combatant who mainly fights in close quarters will never dare to leave the ground where he relies on his strength unless he crushes his opponent in terms of strength or is sure that he can bite his weapon into the opponent's body first.If the opponent catches a flaw, life or death can be decided in an instant.

What's more, without years of training, no one can master the extremely demanding combat skill of dual-weapon combat.

It seems that this "mysterious" blood elf is not only arrogant, but also a fool who likes flashy fighting methods.

Alsace stopped his slashing action with great force and instead thrust forward with his sword, trying to stab Angmar through him before his attack came.The difference in combat experience is fully demonstrated here.But what happened next shocked Alsace beyond measure.

A layer of slowly flowing yellow sand suddenly appeared around Angmar, and its speed increased by more than ten times.

In the flash of lightning, this novice in melee combat in Alsace's opinion twisted his body in a stiff but effective way in the air, avoiding the sharp edge of Frostmourne. The flame strike of his left hand overlapped with the rune sword of his right hand. His unprotected neck.

"How could he be so quick on this quicksand?"

Arthas suddenly thought of the scene of that battle that Ner'zhul had revealed to him.In the picture, the spaces where all the undead are located are all frozen by unknown transcendent spells.

time spell

He only had time to lean back and straighten his chest, hoping that the upper edge of the breastplate could slide away the edges of the two weapons and reduce the damage to his vital organs, before Angmar's movements changed again.

Feint. This is a feint.

Arthas could only watch helplessly as Angmar once again twisted his body in a way that was not in line with his attempts. He turned around and stepped on his chest with both feet. He actually threw away the useless rune sword and held the Flame Strike with both hands. , stabbed hard.

The target of the thrust was not Alsace's legs, but

"Invincible".

The sharp wavy blade cut through the armor of "Invincible"'s neck like tofu, and penetrated the armor by the roots. At that moment, the strong scream in his heart made Arthas realize that "Invincible's" cervical vertebrae had been severed.

As his legs exerted their strength, Angmar turned over and jumped far away. He ran towards the outside of the barrier without looking back. He simply ran as fast as he came. He threw out a series of spells to prevent the enemy from pursuing. , arcane missiles, fireballs, and ice arrows are dazzling, and they even don't forget to shoot into the sky the fireworks tricks that mages usually use to add to the festive atmosphere during festivals, to call for help from nearby allies.

In the process, the quicksand surrounding him became weaker and weaker, and the effect of changing the flow of time became worse and worse, and he slowly returned to normal.

This is Angmar's greatest reliance, the time spell revealed to him by "Angma" 1 years ago.

Although he has only figured out the most superficial application method, it can only be applied to himself. By speeding up the passage of time around him, he increases his own speed and spell casting speed in disguise. The duration is also very short, but it is enough to use against the enemy. .

Arthas suffered a big loss because of this. No one could have imagined that such unimaginable spells existed in this world.

"thump"

There was a dull sound of falling to the ground behind him, and Angmar knew without looking back that "Invincible" had fallen.For any living thing, severing the vital points of the cervical spine would result in paralysis.The blazing magic power attached to the Flame Strike will further enhance the lethality of that stabbing blow, blocking the necromantic spell that maintains the "invincible" form from continuing to work.

In other words, Angmar killed Invincible once.

"You cunning little thief, I'm going to tear you apart."

Even after becoming undead, Arthas's feelings for his beloved horse never diminished one bit.

Eventually, he and Ner'zhul will become one, and Arthas, who has become the enemy of all living beings in Azeroth, will be crushed in his own hands. Angmar is not to mention how happy he is. This one and the other are simply better than promotion. Legend still has a sense of accomplishment. Listening to the other party's angry roar, his footsteps become more and more brisk.

Finally, when the time spell ended, he came to the edge of the barrier.

"Goodbye, my dear prince." Angmar sneered loudly. There was no look of death on his face at all. He had become like a shameless thief who succeeded in stealing a chicken and demonstrated to his master. He waved his hands behind him and called A blizzard, striding towards the broad road to freedom.

Then with a "bang" sound, he hit the barrier that suddenly became solid, bounced back and fell flat on his face.