Rise of the blood elves

221【Forbidden Name】

A demon patrol moves slowly through the corrupted forest.

There are no low-level demons such as Gurgan and Lemurs in this team. They are all existences such as Eredar and Demon Guards. Although there are only a dozen or so, the luxurious lineup should not be underestimated. .

At the front of the team, the leader-looking eredar mage was extremely tall, even slightly taller than the angry guard behind him who was also a member of the eredar.It walked steadily, had a solemn expression, and its sickly green eyes scanned the dead forest over and over again, full of vigilance.

Although he is a high-level spellcaster in the Burning Legion, this demon also has knotted muscles bulging under its reddish-brown skin covered with evil energy scars. Its arms are as thick as an ordinary person's thigh.This makes anyone who dares to challenge it have to face a helpless reality. Even without magic, the brute force of this demon is enough to drink a pot of it.

As they were walking, a hellhound in the team suddenly stopped and its nose twitched twice. Then two tentacles emerged from the steel needle-like manes on its back and stretched out in a certain direction in the forest. The top of the tentacles The spiny suckers swelled and shrank.

The leading Eredar mage frowned and immediately sensed something. He shouted to remind his followers, and quickly condensed a ball of evil energy in his palm. He threw it in that direction without looking at it, and at the same time quickly stepped back. .

“lok tar ogar”

A thundering war cry exploded in the forest, and a white-haired orc suddenly appeared from the blur of light and shadow, launching an unstoppable charge towards the demon. With a body collision, a layer of blood-red light flashed across his body, and he was The evil spells dispersed, and then the ax fell. Several swarming protective leaders guarded angrily, and their heads were missing in an instant.

The Eredar mage was shocked. Before he could cast the next spell, he felt a chill on his neck. The whole world was spinning. Until his eyes were level with the ground, he discovered that behind his headless body stood a man holding a strange weapon. lanky troll

The blade of that weapon was still stained with green demonic blood spurting out from his carotid artery.

As the soul is separated from the body, the suction force from the twisted void becomes stronger and stronger.Once killed in the real world, the souls of all demons will return to the Twisting Nether, accumulating evil energy and condensing their forms over the long years, waiting for the arrival of another new life.

During the last minute or so of his stay in Azeroth, the eredar mage saw a group of mortals annihilating a dozen of his followers effortlessly.

One of the figures gave it a strangely familiar feeling.

The night elf wearing an eyepatch wildly waved a pair of fel blades, killing several demon guards like melons and vegetables. Then he turned around suddenly and grabbed the tentacles of a hellhound that wanted to sneak attack him from behind. , Lian Lu frantically injected magic into it.

"Bastard, if you want magic, I'll give you magic."

The hellhound expanded rapidly like a balloon, and finally fell apart with a "pop", and rancid minced meat and demonic blood splashed out.

The eredar mage suddenly remembered that the pair of double blades seemed to be the weapons of Azzinoth, the leader of the Doom Guard who was "killed" in the Legion 1 years ago.Then the name of its current holder is ready to be revealed. It is the hateful guy who defected to the Legion 1 years ago and eventually betrayed the Legion.

Its perception became increasingly blurry, but when it saw a tall, thin mortal with long ears and white skin passing by, its already dilated pupils burst out with a final look of panic, as if reflecting back the light, and subconsciously murmured. His lips spoke a name that was tabooed by the devil.

It's just that its head has been separated, and the vocal cords without the air in the lungs are just a strip hanging in the minced meat of the neck.No one could hear clearly what the Eredar mage said before he died, but the expression on his face when he died was filled with horror, fear, and deep doubt.

"Angemar, the battle on the front line behind me doesn't require you to intervene. Like other mages, you are responsible for auxiliary fire support. Just use less spells to save your mana. Did you hear that?"

Luo Ning roared and waved his hand to release an arcane impact. The leaping Doom Guard was immediately knocked down by the magic flow emerging from the air, and fell to the ground and crushed a large bush.

In the days when Dalaran was still safe and sound, Ronin, who served as the envoy to Dalaran with his beloved wife Vereesa, had many contacts with Angmar, who served as Kael'thas' advisor, and had a high level of understanding of this man. Young people are very fond of it.

In Angmar at that time, Luo Ning saw Lai as just a young high elf. Later, when the natural disaster crisis came and the third war started, this outstanding young man grew up rapidly in the chaos. Gradually rising to prominence and taking on important positions, Luo Ning was impressed again and again.

But no matter what, Luo Ning still couldn't distinguish his impression from the high elf who seemed a bit weak in the past.He originally disagreed with Angmar's participation in this dangerous operation. For a young mage without much combat experience, this trip was too dangerous.

As expected, the first time the two of them fought side by side confirmed Luo Ning's thoughts.Regardless of whether he is a third-level magister or the leader of the blood elf expedition team, apart from these seemingly lofty professional titles, Angmar is still too young and lacks experience.

It has been more than ten minutes since the battle started, and all the demons within a radius of several hundred meters were attracted.Every minute and every second, a large number of demons will fall on the road where everyone rushes, but if one demon dies, more demons will swarm in.

During the battle, what worried Luo Ning the most, or what made him most dissatisfied, was Angmar's fighting style.In him, Luo Ning saw the shadow of his youth.

Reckless, impetuous, and reckless

Only focusing on spell lethality and firepower density, but not knowing how to save mana at all, is a taboo for all mages.You must know that this is an ever-changing and dangerous battle. Before approaching the core area, spells are poured out at such a speed. When the most threatening enemy appears, a mage who has exhausted his magic power will have trouble even protecting himself.

Ronin even doubted how he successfully graduated from the most advanced magic academy in Quel'Thalas.Although Ronin has never been to Fasselin Magic Academy, he also knows that Quel'Thalas is very strict in testing the combat ability of mages. After all, Quel'Thalas is different from Dalaran. They are facing trolls all the time. Threats, most learned mages will more or less participate in some battles.

Suddenly, a Cerberus sneaked up to Ronin. As soon as he realized that the crisis was coming, Angmar responded, using just the right push trick to make the Cerberus lose its footing. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he acted like an agile warrior. In that case, he drew out the Flame Strike and stepped forward quickly, cutting off all the tentacles reaching out to Luo Ning, and also threw a fireball into the hell dog's bloody mouth.

After completing all this, Angmar did not stop and threw himself into the next battle.This time, not only did he throw away spells like they were free, but he also fought with demons in close quarters from time to time, which made Luo Ning's eyelids jump wildly.

"Don't you want your life?" Luo Ning shouted loudly.

Which mage is not trying to avoid close combat as much as possible, but Angmar is doing the opposite. Counting the one just now, he has made two fatal mistakes in the battle.If the war hadn't been urgent, Luo Ning would have pulled him aside and reprimanded him.

The battlefield is no child’s play

"Angemar, you are a mage, don't forget it."

Spells roared in the ears, and the sky was filled with killing shouts in the distance. The battlefield was in chaos. Luo Ning's voice could not be transmitted at all. He was tightly restrained by the demon in front of him, so he had to give up and worry about part of his mind, paying attention to the reckless man. Angmar, always ready to cast spells to save you.

But as time went by, Luo Ning was surprised to find that Angmar's spells were still emerging one after another, and the powerful evocation spells were one after another. They looked full of energy, and there was no sign of serious mana loss.

This made him feel quite strange and trance-like, and he instinctively felt that his memory was confused.He remembered that from the very beginning of the battle, Angmar had been attacking with a spell density comparable to that of half a team of mages, like a human-shaped fort.

Not to mention an epic level mage, even Luo Ning, who had just entered the legendary realm, couldn't do this.

This is too long-lasting. How is it possible?

What shocked Luo Ning even more was that although Angmar's movements in close combat were stiff and he could tell at a glance that he had not received formal training, he was still very good in terms of strength and speed.He even watched Angmar use the flame strike to catch the powerful and heavy chop of an angry guard, and then used his backhand to hit the opponent's ribs with a flame impact, blasting directly onto the demon's chest. a big hole

"How much power does he have?"

Luo Ning, who had been out of breath for a long time, felt that his understanding of "mage" had been completely overturned today.

Not only Luo Ning, many other people also noticed this guy who wandered around the battlefield to support and brought great help to the battle situation. A mage is not like a mage, and a warrior is not like a warrior.

"Blood Elf Prophet, you are not as weak as you look." A chance passed by and Shadow Hunter Rokan, who fought several demons at the same time, still had the leisure to make a joke with Angmar.

"Shadow Hunter, you are as strong as the rumors say."

Angmar countered the spell cast by an Eredar in the distance, and took the time to speak while weaving a spell to counterattack.

"Hahaha, I'm just an unknown shadow hunter. I don't think my reputation will spread to the Eastern Continent. Didn't you foresee that I would show off my power in this battle? I'll kill Is it more than that big bear?"

As he spoke, Rokan turned around and gave Angmar his back completely, while also sharing most of his pressure.

Angmar knew that he was referring to Broll Bearskin, who had transformed into a giant bear form and was fighting with a large group of demons, but he had no time to reply. He seized the opportunity of Rokan to gain space for him, and used an enhanced version of The arcane explosion cleared the surrounding demons.

"It seems that we have a tacit understanding that we must visit the Echo Islands when we have time. Woking will welcome you very much."

After speaking, Rokan rushed towards another battle group to support the Saurfang brothers.

Angmar laughed. He had previously thought that this shadow hunter, who was highly regarded by Vol'jin and Thrall, had a personality just like his professional positioning. He was taciturn and eerie. After contacting him, he realized that Lorkan was not only very good. Get along well and be very talkative.

He glanced at the battlefield. There were far fewer demons than before, and sporadic fighting should be over soon.On the ground extending diagonally downwards, demon corpses lay scattered everywhere, but the special operations team suffered almost no casualties.

Among them, the one who killed the most enemies was undoubtedly the Saurfang brothers at the sharp knife position. Wherever they passed, not a single demon corpse was intact.These two legendary warriors who are over fifty years old may no longer be at their peak physical fitness, but their deep understanding of combat and rich experience are both admirable.

Contrary to Luo Ning's worries, even if he had been concentrating on casting spells, he only consumed a quarter of his mana. With the essence of the Sunwell nearby, he basically didn't have to worry about mana.

Unfortunately, the enhancement brought by the Sunwell Essence is not that significant.

As he approached the beast's den, Angmar took a breather and was no longer prepared to enhance his combat experience through close combat.Because he already feels a little tired, if this continues, it will affect his ability to cast spells, which he regards as fundamental.

"I didn't expect you would deliver it to your door yourself."

A low, hoarse voice came from far away, and then a tall figure appeared from the dense forest. Without saying a word, the skull he held in his hand flashed with green light, and released a large number of bats with a putrid smell, flying towards everyone. Attack.

It was already too late to dodge, just when everyone was using their own methods to prepare to withstand this evil spell