Rise of the blood elves

550 [Lord of the Abyss and the Dread Lord]

Afterwards, under the influence of magic, the messy sheets were instantly restored to their original state, and the collapsed bed legs were repaired as before. The tired Azshara held Angmar's arm and fell asleep peacefully on his shoulder.

She slept deeply, like a swaddled baby, with a smile in her eyes as she slept, as if she had found a life-long dependence and ultimate belonging, and was both physically and mentally at peace.

Looking at the other person's flawless face and gently stroking the delicate skin that could be broken by blows, Angmar was filled with emotions.

Body, appearance, temperament... Azshara's beauty, no matter from which angle you look at it, no matter what aesthetic standards you use to judge it, you can't find a single flaw.He even felt that it would be a kind of blasphemy to describe this beauty in earthly language.

And such a perfect woman was lying in his arms, exhausted from the indescribable exercise.

Angmar once didn't even dare to think about all this...

After looking at it for a long time, the flames that were almost burning started to burn again, but Angmar did not wake up the tired Azshara, and just lightly bit the pair of proud maternal gatherings.

"Well -" Azshara moaned softly in her sleep, "I'm so tired, let me sleep for a while."

Angmar chuckled lightly, pinched it again, and then stopped.He put his free left hand behind his neck, turned over and lay flat on his back, staring at the ceiling in trance.

He remembered a certain famous saying from his previous life.

——A cigarette afterwards, I felt as happy as a god.

High elves will grow herbs such as blood thistle on a large scale in places with abundant magic power. Blood thistle, which contains a small amount of magic power, is not only an indispensable basic material for alchemy, but can also be made into highly flavored tobacco.

Just like the high elves, the night elves in ancient times also had the habit of smoking tobacco, an addictive substance.

It's a pity that these things can't be found in Azshara's dormitory.It's not impossible to find them. Many maids and guards in the palace have the habit of sucking mana crystals made from extremely diluted Well of Eternity energy.

But for him, compared to the incomparable majestic ability in his body, the influx of magic power is like a small drop of water in front of the sea, and it cannot have the desired effect at all.A whale-drink from the Well of Eternity is more than enough.

Angmar once thought that as the empress of the Kaldorei Empire, she was surrounded by high-class elves who were materialistic and lived a decadent life, so her life should be the same. She even loved three thousand men and had endless beauties, just to satisfy her own desires.

But the fact surprised him. Azshara was extremely self-sufficient.In fact, if you think about it, how could she have anything to do with such a thing with her arrogance?

Glancing at the exquisite time dial in the corner of the bedroom, he realized that it was already late. Angmar then gently held Azshara's forehead, pulled out his right arm as much as possible without waking her up, stood up gently, and put on her clothes. clothes.

"Are you leaving?" Azshara's lazy voice came from behind.

Angmar turned around and nodded to her, "Go on to sleep, I have something else to do."

"No, it's time for me to handle government affairs."

Aisa stretched her waist, and the gauze slipped off, revealing her graceful body curves.She got out of bed, hugged Angmar gently, and said in his ear: "When will you show your true self to me? You are always so mysterious. I am always worried that one day you will not even say hello." Hit him and leave me suddenly."

Angmar buttoned up the collar of his robe, "Do you believe me?"

"Ah."

"When the time is right, I will explain everything to you. My life experience, my purpose, and... the history that has been rewritten." Angmar gently stroked the other person's back, and after speaking, his figure became more and more... It became illusory and disappeared into the air.

……

Hidden in the ultimate magic field above the Well of Eternity, Angmar once again spied on Xavius's mansion.

After this period of continuous excavation, the hidden underground space has expanded dozens of times, just like a glorious underground palace.Under the illumination of the weird evil flames, the interior was shadowy and dense, and the dense rune arrays complemented each other, making it indescribably terrifying.

The mages in charge of the portal have all been replaced by the eredar mages from the Twisting Nether from the upper elves under Harveys.

These Eredar who followed their leaders Archimonde and Kil'jaeden to join the Burning Legion were called Man'ari in their own language.They are the most adept at arcane magic among the known races in the Endless End.

When it comes to their achievements and glory in the arcane ways, they were far ahead of Azeroth by many generations 2 years ago.

After receiving the blessing of Sargeras and attracting evil energy into their bodies, these Man'ari, who were born on the Eredar, quickly became the mainstay of the Burning Legion, surpassing all demonic races.They are not only extremely terrifying spellcasters, but also the middle and high-level officers of the legion, with a distinguished status.

With these eredar mages here, the portal is no longer what it used to be.Although it is still the same size, it has become extremely stable.

Angmar did a little calculation and came up with the upper limit of the portal. I am afraid that one teleportation can at least send several high-level demon leaders with similar strength to the Dog King Haka, or thousands of elite demons.

In the distance, Harveys's cronies were all learning fel spells they had never seen before under the tutelage of the Eredar mage.

In some corners, you can see stacked boxes of military supplies. Teams of large, muscular demon guards, led by the leading angry guard, are carrying the military equipment shipped from the other side of the portal, or It is to smear deadly evil ointment on the weapons and prepare intensively for the upcoming war.

These two kinds of demons come from two demon races respectively.

The former is from the Morg clan. The demons of this race are very proficient in engineering technology combined with fel magic. They are the well-deserved technical arms and engineers of the Burning Legion.The demon guards who make up the largest part of the Burning Legion's ground forces are those guys who are relatively lacking in brain power but have sufficiently developed bodies.

The latter are those former eredar warriors. Although they are not good at evil magic, thanks to their unique foundation, after accepting evil energy, they have also become very powerful demon warriors and can be regarded as the elite infantry of demons.

People often think that it is difficult for violent demons to show neat organization.This sentence is correct, but an accurate definition of time must be added.The demons did, until Sargeras formed the Burning Legion and gathered all the demons.

Unified under the banner of the Fallen Titans, they became an unstoppable and terrifying army.Under the powerful and brutal rule, with outrageous efficiency, they successively conquered countless worlds where intelligent races lived.

This is a cold-blooded army that has honed its iron-clad discipline in endless wars and will carry out the orders of its superior commanders without hesitation and slaughter unarmed non-demon races without mercy.

Just looking at the efficiency of their pre-war preparations can give you a glimpse.Angmar felt very deeply that if Azeroth's army could be half as good as it is, the resistance wars would not be so difficult.

But this is obviously not possible. After all, humans are humans and demons are demons. The social and survival backgrounds of both parties are completely different.

However, because most of them are working court mages, in order to ensure the secrecy of the plan, they cannot stay underground for a long time and must work and carry out activities according to their previous schedule. Therefore, they have not yet received the "blessing" of evil energy and have been transformed into The devil became the Sartre in official history.

And their leader, Harveys, was standing next to the dog king Haka, staring at the portal intently, his face full of nervousness, with a hint of expectation in it, as if he was waiting for someone.

Angmar knew that another, or rather, a group of high-level commanders of the Burning Legion were about to be teleported over.

Finally, the Eredar mage standing by the portal turned around and signaled, and saw two outlines becoming clearer in the depths of the portal.

One was huge, like a mountain of flesh, and its limbs were as thick as pillars.The top of the head is burning with unquenchable evil flames, and there is a pair of fleshy wings on the back that are equally huge, but obviously cannot play their due role, allowing a body of such a tonnage to fly smoothly.

The other one looks much smaller, also has a pair of fleshy wings, walks upright in human form, has gorgeous armor, and has a pale and withered complexion, like a mummy that has been sleeping for thousands of years in an ancient tomb, or a vampire.

Is a pit lord, and nathrezim dreadlord.