Rise of the blood elves

165【Nasrezim's concerns】

Balnazzar lowered his arms with some annoyance, and his eyes fell on the center of the elite core of the coalition forces in the distance. His scarlet eyes wandered between Angmar and Flame Strike, and his wrinkled and haggard face was full of doubts.

Angmar had his eyes closed, holding the Flame Strike in front of him with one hand, frowning, as if he was trying his best to communicate with him. It seemed that this process was not easy, which made it even more frustrating. The three-headed fear devil was full of doubts and was quite hesitant.

Everyone in the coalition army discovered this. They were about to order an attack on the Dread Lord. Their eyes frequently drifted to a corner of their own camp, but they did not even look at Tirion, Alexandros Mograine and the others. They are all super strong men with artifacts and other legendary heroes. It seems that to the three-headed fear devil, that unknown guy is the biggest threat. He is so big that he dare not step forward for a while.

"The blood elf holding Flame Strike is too weak. Are you really sure that it is him?"

Varimathras asked slowly.

"Even I'm a little unsure now." Balnazar shook his head in response, clenching and unclenching his sharp claws, appearing somewhat hesitant.

It was this fear lord who took over the body of the blood elf mage Norton Lankong, and together with Varimathras, bewitched the conservative nobles and caused the tragedy of Silvermoon City.When Varimathras slaughtered the blood elves in Silvermoon City, it was Balnazzar who infiltrated the island of Quel'Danas and plotted against the Sunwell Temple.Fortunately, Anweina arrived in time and repelled the fear demon.

Balnazzar's breath was obviously faster when he spoke, and the evil and undead energy lingering around him was weaker than the other two Dread Lords. It seemed that the injury he suffered last time had not healed well yet.

Anasseron shook his head and said: "Varimathras, 1 years ago, Balnazzar and I were both killed by that guy. We spent a long time in the twisting void to reunite our bodies. I can't admit it. When the Bewitching Troll attacked Eagle's Nest Mountain, I personally felt the magic fluctuations that emitted when he cast a spell. It was almost exactly the same as that guy. Even though he was countless times weaker, I was very sure that it was him, and he would never do it. Wrong."

Since appearing here, he has never taken his eyes away from Angmar.As he spoke, his expression became distorted, he clenched his teeth tightly, and opened his withered lips in a cruel arc, exposing his fangs and pale and withered gums, adding to his mummy-like face. Somewhat terrifying.

Although these three fear devils are not the strongest among the Nasrezim clan, they are also the most capable generals under Tichondrius, and they have a high status in the Burning Legion. Otherwise, Nor would Archimonde be entrusted with the important task of commanding all military operations of the Scourge in the Lordaeron region after he led the main force westward to Kalimdor.

It seems incredible that such a painful experience can still be fresh in the memory of such a high-ranking devil every time it is mentioned, even after 1 years.

"But if it's really him, how can we still be standing here right now?" Balnazzar frowned and looked at the other two Dread Lords. This question went straight to the point, causing the other two to fall into silence. .

Seeing that the devil was hesitating, the coalition forces, who were already exhausted after successive battles, were naturally happy to see the success and hurriedly seized all the time to organize themselves.

The chaplains hurried through the troops, looking for the wounded who needed treatment.

But time was urgent and they had very little mana left, so they could only choose to take care of the wounded who were relatively seriously injured. When they saw the lightly wounded, they could only let them take care of their wounds with the bandages and styptic powder they carried with them.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Even though the number of priests who also belonged to the legal profession was much greater than that of mages due to the vigorous development of the church, they were still too few compared to the main coalition force of 2 people.

Some of these priests are survivors of the destroyed Church of Lordaeron, as well as priests accompanying the Silver Hand. Most of them are ordered by the church's Archbishop Benedictus in the Kingdom of Stormwind to follow "Resurrection Archbishop Alonso". "Sfao" is a trusted priest who is here to support the war and will not reveal the latter's identity.

At the forefront of the front line, almost all the top warriors of the coalition gathered.The three commanders of the Silver Hand are Lor'themar Theron, the new general of the Farstrider rangers, Liadrin, the leader of the Blood Knights, and Drek'Thar of the Frostwolf clan.

Mograine's Ashbringer was inserted into the corpse of a Stitch monster next to him. It was this structural corpse made of a large amount of blood that filled the area with an unpleasant rotten smell.

After fighting against the Scourge for a long time, people have long been accustomed to this smell, which represents the smell of death, corruption, depravity and evil.

Behind Mograine, there stood a bald middle-aged man whose robe was stained with blood and pieces of flesh. On the chest area of ​​the robe that was almost completely covered with blood, there was a clenched silver-white fist embroidered on it, but At this time it has become blood red.He had his eyes closed, his hands shining with holy light, and he was carefully using magic to detect the hidden wounds in the Ashbringer's body and treat them.

This person is Fairbanks, the senior priest of the Knights of the Silver Hand, who has a very good relationship with Mograine.

He is one of the participants in the process of purifying the Baze Crystal, the core part of the Ashbringer, from shadow to holy light. He is a rare quasi-legendary priest.

Although the Ashbringer also possesses the power of the Holy Light and is the best among the Paladins, his control over the healing sacred spells is still inferior to that of the Priest who specializes in this.Moreover, more of his sacred energy is reserved for use in battle, so the healing of wounds is left to high-level priests like Fairbanks.

Most of the other legendary heroes were like this. During the treatment process, they still scanned the demon a hundred meters away with alert eyes over and over again, ready to face the most powerful enemy they had ever encountered since the war.

The only remaining veteran shaman of the orcs, the blind prophet Drek'Thar, sat cross-legged quietly on the ground, looking at the chaotic battlefield environment around him as if nothing existed, and entered a state of meditation.

As their understanding of each other deepened, everyone knew that this old orc who had entered his twilight years was communicating with the elements.Those who have seen him cast spells with their own eyes all marvel at the powerful strength given to him by the elements. If the elements respond positively, the lethality of the shaman's spells will not even be inferior to that of the mage. This is simply incredible.

"What are those demons worried about?" Mograine moved his newly healed left shoulder and asked.

As soon as the words fell, Lor'themar and Liadrin, who were chatting in a low voice, couldn't help but stop talking and looked behind the line in unison.His eyes passed through the barriers of numerous figures and fell on Angmar.