Rise of the blood elves

256【Return of Demigod】

Angmar looked up at Nordrassil, which was blocking the sky.

Since Alexstrasza planted a fruit from the mother tree Garnier in the New Well of Eternity 1 years ago, it has been growing vigorously until the trunk became thicker and the canopy became denser and obscured. The sky over Mount Hyjal.

If the weather is good enough and the visibility is high enough, travelers in the barren land can even vaguely see a hint of dark green in the sky here.

The night elves call it Nordrassil, which means the crown of the sky. People often refer to it as the World Tree.

But speaking of it, Nordrassil is somewhat unworthy of its name.

It is far not as tall as the ancient mother tree Garnier. After the original continent of Azeroth was torn apart by the explosion of the Well of Eternity, there was no longer a true World Tree in the world that could shade all things. .

Nordrassil's natural power only blessed four or five surrounding areas.

It embodies the blood and tears that the night elves shed for the world in that catastrophe, symbolizing the beauty and grandeur of ancient Azeroth.

Alexstrasza's blessing of life has allowed this towering tree, which needs a lot of nutrients for every centimeter of growth, to be isolated from diseases and corruption in the soil and grow healthily to this day.

Ysera's dream blessing connected Nordrassil with the Emerald Dream, allowing it to draw nutrients from the dream and feed back the roots of the earth.

Nozdormu should be said to be Angmar, although he still has an incredible blessing of time, allowing Nordrassil to resist the invasion of time, and blessing the night elves with eternal life.

The shore was filled with all kinds of people. Most of the humanoid races in the form of druids and red dragons had solemn expressions and were constantly casting spells to communicate with Nordrassil.

After signaling to his compatriots, Malfurion looked at Alexstrasza, who nodded and closed his eyes. The shadow of a beautiful red dragon appeared behind him. No movement was seen, but there was a profound and melodious breath of life far away. It spread far and wide, even to the distant military camp.

Everyone felt comfortable at this time. In the wounded barracks, the wounded who had been transported back from the front line by the hippogryphs and received proper treatment all couldn't help but moan in comfort, and their injuries seemed to be healed.Someone was extremely surprised and took off the bandage, only to find that the skin under the blood was intact, without any scars.

The closed eyelids of the druids kept trembling. With their efforts, the barrier between the real world and the Emerald Dream was continuously weakened. A projection of an unknown world appeared on the shore, faintly overlapping with the scenery, but completely different. But Just out of reach.

Nordrassil is in spiritual communication with Alexstrasza, Malfurion, who is trying to replace Ysera, Angmar, and the druids here.

Bursts of long-lasting natural power filled the air, washing Angmar's soul.

The essence of the holy tree in his body hummed slightly. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to be immersed in this wonderful and extraordinary feeling.

He felt as if he had become one with Nordrassil, and could even feel the terrifying root system that was deeply rooted in the earth, from Mount Hyjal to Felwood, to Ashenvale, Azshara, and Northern Karna. The underground of Limdo is covered with the roots of this giant tree.

The soils vary greatly, some are moist, some are dry, some are barren, some are fertile. The "small pebbles" that are dug out one by one and are as big as the gates of Silver Moon City lie quietly under the soil, coexisting with the roots.

Enjoying the brilliance of the bright moon, thousands of birds sleep quietly in the huge canopy.Sometimes nocturnal birds of prey spread their wings and soar, or return to their nests with prey in their mouths to feed the young birds that are waiting for food.

At this moment, Angmar felt that he was Nordrassil.

On the way, a sudden change occurred in his body. Part of the essence power that had come from the holy tree Sath'ara quietly poured out, and in Angmar's surprised eyes, it became one with Nordrassil.

This made the dense green mist around Nordrassil reveal a bright golden color.

At the same time, at the northernmost tip of the Eastern Continent, which is far away from the ocean, Quel'Danas Island is across the sea from Silvermoon City.

Since Anweina absorbed that drop of water from the Well of Eternity, during her tracing and ascension process, the magic power naturally emitted by the remains of the Sun Well has covered most of the island.Except for the rebuilt Yangwan Port and Morning Star Village in the north, where blood elves still live, all workers, mages, and troops in the entire Sunwell Highlands have been forced to evacuate.

In the deserted Sunwell Temple, Anweina, who was in the process of sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the sacred tree Sas'ala beside her thoughtfully.

I saw complex and mysterious runes once again appearing on the hard skin of the holy tree, which looked like gold but not iron, flashing with dazzling arcane light. Only this time, deep in the light, there was a trace of emerald green. .

Thin, bright green threads slowly rise from the roots of the tree and are gradually mixed into the runes. The white-gold bark and the bright golden leaves have all undergone slight changes.

"Why do I feel that there is something strange about the magic waves coming from the highlands?"

Outside the Sunwell Highlands, a blood elf mage responsible for observing the evolution of the Sunwell looked at the golden light that could compete with the sun and murmured to himself.

After a while, he turned to look at the apprentice beside him and said, "Quickly test the spell reading we set up in the temple."

The apprentice obeyed the order and took out a magic stone to examine it, then picked it up uncertainly and showed it to his mentor.

The mage hesitated for a moment and began to recite the short-distance teleportation spell.

"I must return to Silver Moon City to report this matter. You continue to monitor and don't let up for a moment."

"Angma"

"Angma"

An extremely sweet and gentle voice called Angma. Her voice was like a mother's whisper in the womb, full of maternal tenderness, which made people feel safe both physically and mentally.

After several times, Angmar suddenly woke up and looked at Alexstrasza beside him apologetically.

"Let's begin," Alexstrasza said softly.

Only then did Angmar notice that the spell had reached a stage where he needed to take action.

Malfurion and a group of druids sweated profusely to maintain the overlap between the real world and the Emerald Dream. A majestic white stag strode across the boundless wildness, and every time its huge hoof feet landed, On the ground, an endless sea of ​​flowers will bloom, and the moonlight will follow him like a shadow, as if he is the most beautiful creature in the world, and even Elune favors him.

Malorne, who died at the hands of Archimonde in the War of the Ancients, is the most powerful wild demigod in Azeroth.

In the distance, a creature with the lower body of a stag, the muscular upper body of a night elf, green hair, and a left hand like a sharp branch stood at the end of the forest line, watching from a distance.

Cenarius, who died at the hands of Hellscream not long ago.

Under the alternation between illusion and reality, Angmar's eyes penetrated the distant distance.

An entity giant wolf that was completely different from the previous two was crawling in its lair in the central area of ​​Mount Hyjal. There was a bone-deep evil energy wound on half of the steel needle's upright fur.He seemed to be madly growling at the druid outside the cave who wanted to comfort him, not letting anyone enter his lair, his temple. But suddenly, the giant wolf turned around and looked at Angmar, There was a light of hope in the eyes that had been tortured and almost crazy.

This is Logosh. What happened to the wounds on his body?

On the shore of a certain body of water in Mount Hyjal, a gigantic giant turtle sleeps peacefully. Its solid carapace is engraved with the marks of time, and it is unusually simple.On the body of the giant turtle, there is another illusory soul that is exactly the same as it. It has a long breath and is obviously in a long sleep.

That's right, the giant turtle is the turtle demigod Tortola. He was not injured. It seems that just like the official history, he was recovering from a deep sleep because he spent too much power in the ancient war.

Not a single demigod appeared in his field of vision, so Angmar called out their names in his mind.

In the tree crown that blocks the sky and the sun, a creature with the appearance of a harpy but a more beautiful appearance is languishing. Surrounded by many birds, it is lonely at the top of the tree crown, looking into the distance.

In the middle of the tree trunk of Nordrassil, a nature spirit in the form of an elf is wandering aimlessly around the trunk.

Aviana and Eisenna, Angmar thought.

Aviana, the demigod of birds, the king of birds who lived on the mother tree Garnier in ancient times.In the legend of the night elves, Elune loved this beautiful creature that often flew in the night sky, so she opened up her intelligence and made Aviana her messenger.

In fact, Aviana is one of the wild demigods carefully cared for by the Titan Guardian Freya.

After her mother tree Garnier withered and destroyed, she became languid all day long and stopped caring about the world.

Aessina, the mother of the forest, rarely appears in front of people. Every time she appears, she is in the form of an elf.It has to be said that she also possesses power that is unmatched by ordinary demigods, and is one of the demigods most believed in by the night elves.

Angmar remembered that people often confused the two because their names were so similar.Just like the two beauties of the blue dragon, tyrygosa and tarecgosa.

Angmar glanced at Chromie, who was encouraging him with his eyes, and summoned the power of time in his body. As soon as the quicksand gushed out, his whole body suddenly formed a certain connection with Nordrassil.

Now he understood why Chromie said that he didn't actually need guidance.

As if the ritual process was engraved in his bones, he subconsciously guided the power of time blessing directed by Ruzhi to Alexstrasza.

And Malfurion followed suit, trembling all over and activating the dream power of the World Tree.

Time went back crazily, and scenes over the past 1 years quickly rewinded, emerging one by one before Angmar's eyes.

Nordrassil gradually shrank, and the landscape gradually changed, returning to 1 years ago, when the night elves had just escaped from the Catastrophe, and the reckless Illidan created the node of the new Well of Eternity.

The red dragon flew over, dropped a seed, and breathed a light breath full of maternal glory. The seed grew into a sapling in an instant.

The green dragon descends and blesses the saplings.

"I gave it the power to withstand time. From now on, all night elves who are blessed by it will enjoy eternal life. This is a gift, but also a heavy responsibility. After ten thousand years, when the sea is dry and the stone is broken, , time passes, when a new civilization rises in the distant eastern continent, and when evil comes again, you must stand up and once again fight against the disaster of annihilation for the world."

The tall and thin "Angma" stood still, waved his hand, and the power of time spurted out.

The actions of the Red Dragon Queen made Angmar suddenly realize that she did not really want to extract the power of blessing, but used Angmar's connection with the blessing of time to go back to the time when she blessed the giant tree 1 years ago.

The wild demigods at that time were all closely connected to Nordrassil. With the help of this hazy bond, Alexstrasza gave the life force in her body to the demigods recovered by Malfurion when he opened the Emerald Dream. The soul of God helps them reshape their bodies and descend into the world

Angmar is not "his former self". Malfurion cannot match Ysera and must borrow the power of blessing during the ceremony.

Alexstrasza herself once again differentiated the few Life-Binder powers that Eonar had given her in the past.

"Come back to me, come back to Azeroth" Alexstrasza called again and again.

In the open space in front of everyone, Cenarius' figure became clearer and clearer.

Hundreds of kilometers away, in the Malorne Temple, the druids who performed the ceremony also discovered that a majestic white stag gradually turned from virtual to real.

Lo'Gosh's wounds healed.

Tortola slowly opened his eyelids.

Avina is no longer sluggish.

Eisenna's body became more and more radiant.

Regardless of whether they are dead or demigods who are still alive but unable to return to their peak state due to one reason or another, all are at this time.

wake up.