Rise of the blood elves

513【Broxshigar Saurfang】

"Prophet, why are you here?"

The iron cage disappeared. With Angmar's support, the "green-skinned humanoid beast" as the night elves called it stood up. The movement touched the bone-deep wound on his thigh, and blood gurgled out, suddenly staining the ground red.

"It's a long story"

Angmar replied in Orcish.Looking at the serious injuries of the other party, he couldn't help but frown secretly, and began to shape the power of order into flame magic, which acted on the prisoner's wounds.

"Be patient, I have to take care of the wound."

Since there was no healer, he could only use cautery to physically stop the bleeding.

However, for him who has great mental strength and meticulous control, it is not difficult to accurately repair every bleeding point. It can also be used for life, using arcane energy to build simulated blood vessels to ensure that blood is not lost.

In terms of hemostasis efficiency, it is even better than an ordinary priest.

Angmar closed his eyes and concentrated on casting the spell. During this period, a pungent burnt smell gradually filled the air, but the other party did not even utter a sound of pain, and even the breathing rhythm was as usual, as if he had been accustomed to being injured.

prisoner in front of me

It is indeed not a "green-skinned humanoid beast", but an orc.

He was supposed to be sent back to the ancient times by Nozdormu due to an "accident" when the War of the Ancients came a few years later.

Broxshiga Saurfang

The first half of this old orc's life was not outstanding. After opening the Dark Portal, he was like an insignificant cog in most of the old tribal war machines, conquering everywhere, bathing in the blood of his enemies and staining his hands with sin.

Until he and his tribe were rescued from the shelter by Thrall, and traveled across the ocean to Kalimdor. He was once bewitched by Gul'dan, drank the blood of Mannoroth, and became a slave of the devil. The curse of fate ended due to Grom's sacrifice. After the smoke disappeared, together with the night elves and humans, they defeated the Burning Legion on Mount Hyjal. The traditional ways of the orcs began to be restored under the leadership of Chief Thrall, and his life ushered in the dawn.

It's a pity that the dawn has arrived, and the former comrades have long since been buried in a foreign land.

This old soldier longed to die gloriously in battle, interpret the meaning of life for which he had fought his whole life, and return to his comrades.But he is worried that from now on, he will never be able to realize this ideal. What awaits him will only be to grow old like a coward and eventually face twilight and die meaninglessly.

A covert operation gave him a chance.

At that time, the orcs' large-scale construction in Durotar was in full swing, but Thrall sensed a strange movement coming from the south.That was the summons issued by Nozdormu, who was trapped in the turbulence of time and space, to repair the tampered ancient time node.

As the most trusted member of the Chief's Guard, Broxshiga Saurfang took the order and went to investigate with a young orc, but he encountered an "unexpected accident" and traveled through the time of Nozdormu. The portal was sent back 1 years ago to the beginning of the ancient war.

In ancient times, he met Ronin, Krasus and a group of night elves.The war against the devil gave him the God-given opportunity he had longed for.

People will always find that no matter how tragic the battle is, this old warrior will always appear in the center of the most intense battle with scars all over his body, wielding the oak battle ax that was obtained from the demigod Cenarius.

He regards death as home

Until the ancient war comes to an end, the portal over the Well of Eternity is about to be completely stabilized. In order to buy time for everyone to close the portal, this legendary warrior fearlessly jumped into the portal and faced the tide of demons.

When he could no longer lift his arm due to injury and fatigue, there was a mountain of corpses piled up in front of him.

At that time

The fallen titan Sargeras appears.

In front of the god-like Sargeras, he was clearly an ant.But he concentrated his last strength as if he was dead, and launched a fatal blow towards the opponent.

On this day, a mortal hurt the gods.

At the cost of his life, he left an insignificant wound on Sargeras' leg, and bought for Azeroth an equally insignificant second that saved the world.

Everyone channeled the power of the dragon soul into this scar, into the only weakness of the invincible fallen titan, and successfully distracted Sargeras, causing him to miss the best opportunity to pass through the portal.

The portal closed, and Azeroth avoided destruction.

Gods and ants.

A lifetime and a second.

Brooks lived the value of courage with his life.

For this legendary hero with a complicated life, although this does not mean that the blood of innocents stained on his hands and the murders he committed in his early years can all be washed away at this time, but regardless of the pedantic race concept

This legendary hero, due to his feats, is enough to be called one of the greatest warriors in Azeroth.

Courage is demonstrated by the unwilling roar of this green figure.

Angmar had nothing but admiration for him.

He had met the old orc several times during the Battle of Mount Hyjal. His act of saving Grom Hellscream also made him known to the other group as the "Prophet".Therefore, when meeting each other, the other party will address him as a prophet.

Angmar was lucky that Brox still remembered him.

But the blame lies in this.

According to the original timeline, Brox was supposed to return to ancient times one to two years later and play a vital role in the war.

Thinking that he had allowed the night elves to come into contact with Sargeras in advance, thus preempting the War of the Ancients in disguise, Angmar wondered whether Nozdormu, who was reading the timeline, was cooperating and helping him.

Does this mean

Master Luo Ning and Master Krasus also arrived

While his thoughts were swirling, Brooks' leg wound had stopped bleeding.

"Thank you for your rescue, these night elves." Seeing Angmar open his eyes, Brox said, with the same respect in his tone, because the person in front of him was the one who defeated Archimonde in the battle of Mount Hyjal. Prophet, "It's strange. To avoid disputes, I clearly mentioned the name of their leader, but they didn't react at all."

After the Battle of Mount Hyjal, although the night elves could not let go of their hatred of the death of the demigod Cenarius, they still opened the southeastern area of ​​​​Ashenvale with Angmar's mediation.

That was the landing place of the Burning Legion. It had long been corrupted by evil energy and could no longer be inhabited.For the orcs in the barren Durotar who were in urgent need of wood resources, the trees contaminated by evil energy were still valuable building materials.

Angmar cannot resolve the hatred, but the leaders of both sides can understand their priorities.Under his prophecy that "C'Thun, the ancient god in the fortress of Ahn'Qiraj, is about to make a comeback and launch another quicksand war," both sides maintained rational restraint and prepared for war together, preparing to attack the Qiraji in Silithus. Therefore, the situation in Gray Valley has remained within an acceptable level.

The scouts on both sides who are out on missions, or the soldiers guarding the border, basically know a word or two in each other's language to avoid too much conflict.

Hearing such words, Angmar shook his head.We are in ancient times at this time. How can we get a response if we say the name of their leader 1 years from now is "Ma Fu Yu Ruien"?

"Where is this place? I have an important responsibility. I must report to the Warchief as soon as possible. Can you show me the way back to Durotar?" Brox is still thinking about the important responsibility Thrall gave him, rubbing his hands. said the bruise on his elbow.

Looking at the scars all over the old orc's body, Angmar sighed secretly. Most people would be fine if they could stand after being so seriously injured, but the old orc actually still thought about the responsibilities he shouldered.It was difficult for Angmar to explain the ancient things clearly in just one or two sentences, so he had to say: "Come on, treat the injury first, and we will talk about the rest later."

Angmar can stop the bleeding, but it can't do anything about some hidden injuries.

Even Thrall respected the "prophet" in front of him. Out of trust, Brox glanced at the night elf guard beside him and finally nodded.

While the teleportation spell was being weaved, Captain Varosen, who was silent on the side, hurriedly came over and said: "Prophet, I didn't know that you knew this person, I"

His voice was slightly trembling, probably thinking of the punishment that awaited him. His words were incoherent, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

"Captain of the Guard, this is not your problem." Angmar said quietly, while taking a deep look at Jarod Shadowsong beside him.With that, he and Brox disappeared into the light of teleportation magic.

As if he had been granted amnesty, Varosen sat on the ground without any image in front of his subordinates and many onlookers.The prophet didn't care, but there was Her Majesty the Queen above Varosen. He knew that if Her Majesty knew that he had made such a stupid mistake and actually captured the prophet's acquaintances as wild beasts, she would definitely not spare him.

Seeing the guard's face covered in cold sweat, Jarod was thinking about other things.

That glance just now

It was not a warning that he was considered an accomplice of Varosen, it seemed to have a deeper meaning.If you want to talk about the rise of blood elves with more like-minded people, follow " " on WeChat