The portal sent the two of them over the Storm Peaks.

The cold wind was biting, carrying heavy snow with goose feathers and sweeping across it. As far as the eye could see, there was a vast expanse of white snow, with snow-covered mountains rising one after another, one after another, and the majestic wind rising from the ground, stretching to the end of the field of vision.

This is the extremely cold edge of the land where the stars shine forever, and the ice never melts. Stormy waves wash over the coast day and night, and from time to time a broken iceberg falls into the sea, causing huge waves.

Angmar stared at the majestic fortress looming in the ice and snow in the distance, and said to Azshara: "That's Ulduar there, do you feel the dark atmosphere in that fortress?"

Azshara nodded.

The night elves in ancient times did not know anything about the world. With the help of magic, they had already explored the world in detail. They also knew that there was something extremely evil hidden in the ancient fortresses here and in the southwest.

, so I have always avoided it.

"It was once the prison of the ancient god Yogg-Saron. It gradually corrupted its guardians over the long years. Now all the Titan creations guarding this place have become slaves of the will of the void in the whispers of darkness...

"

Ulduar was not obscured by illusion.

Although the heavy snowfall severely obstructed the line of sight, with the extraordinary eyesight of the two of them, they could easily see the scene inside with the help of magic.

From a distance, the Titan creations that are constantly coming and going are like ants in an ant colony, densely packed and countless. Considering the distance factor, it is not difficult to imagine how huge they are. Those iron tower-like giants are probably more than a hundred meters tall.

, in comparison, the mechanical gnomes and iron vrykul walking below have no sense of existence.

If you don't know that this fortress has been reduced to Yogg-Saron's fortress, anyone who looks at it at first glance will think that this is a giant city full of vitality, but the races living in it are a little too strange.

If you take a closer look, you will find that all the creations are carrying various war supplies on their shoulders, following closely behind the war machines powered by magic or steam, marching to the edge of the fortress in a mighty formation. Mixed among them are

Many huge faceless men act as commanders, leading these creations.

Azshara frowned and asked: "Those corrupted creations seem to be... preparing for a war?"

Angmar nodded.

Azshara frowned deeply when she heard this. With just a glance, it was not difficult to see how terrifying this army composed of shadow creatures and corrupted creatures would be. Even the Kaldorei Empire, which looked down upon all other races, was unwilling to face it.

for such an army.

"But you said that the ancient gods have been dormant until ten thousand years later, and during this period they have never launched any war against the mortal world."

"History has changed," Angmar explained. "Their target is not your empire, but the returning high-level guardian Rai."

"Who is he? Aren't all the guardians corrupted?"

"Some are not," Angmar shook his head. "Three years ago, the two original powers in my body made me more and more manic. When I went to the Pan-Pandaria region to seek salvation, I successfully awakened one of them. His name is

'Lai' is the one with a higher status among the many guardians.

His base has not been destroyed by the Old Gods, so he has a great chance to rebuild the guardian system of Azeroth. The Old Gods are aware of his return and regard him as a threat. Now this war is to destroy this

The threat is nipped in the cradle. Not only Ulduar, but also the Ahn'Qiraj fortress in the southwest are also preparing for war intensively. If the Old Gods win, the mortal world will no longer have a barrier."

He increased the mana output of his arcane vision and carefully observed the army in the distance. He sent key information such as its number and composition of troops to high-level guardian Lai as a warning.

"So...my empire is under unprecedented threat." Azshara fell into deep worry.

But she couldn't blame it. It was Angma's act of awakening Rai that caused all of this. After understanding the origin of the world, she already understood a truth deeply.

That is that the ancient gods and the void forces behind them will never give up their coveting of this planet. When the enemy is strong, they will hide in secret, accumulate strength, and one day they will come back. This is only a matter of time, and there is no way they can do it no matter what.

escape.

Looking at Azshara's beautiful profile, Angmar felt a little guilty. She was right, but she would never have thought that it was not the ancient gods that threatened her empire, but the coming burning.

Legion.

Standing in the biting cold wind, he felt like he was back to that night again in a daze.

When the natural disasters invaded, he traveled around as a blood elf envoy, just to reveal the truth to people. The natural disasters and plagues were not isolated incidents, but a precursor to the Burning Legion's imminent invasion.

Although in the end he succeeded in advancing the historical process and uniting all the races to jointly resist the imminent catastrophe, but as Medivh said, the world is never an unchanged chessboard. The enemy has also made corresponding changes, and is more advanced than the official history.

To be powerful.

When he stood in Dalaran that was razed to the ground by Archimonde, looking at the messy ruins, looking at the broken corpses, and looking at the path that swallowed up Prince Kael'thas who should have survived, Dalaran

However, the space rift left by a group of senior leaders truly realized the price of mistakes, and the self-confidence caused by time travel also disappeared.

He suddenly felt something and said with a sad smile: "You know, I know everything that has happened and will happen in this world. But sometimes this is a burden."

Azshara broke away from her worries, gently held his arm, and whispered: "What's wrong with you? I will always stand behind you. No matter what happens in the future, I will face it with you."

Angmar sighed deeply, "Azshara, that person revealed everything about the future to me and entrusted me with the important task of resisting the end of the world. After three years of thinking, I came to a conclusion.

…

The War of the Ancients is an indispensable part of Azeroth's development, and only when the ending of the Earthshattering Really occurs, can the many races that are talented and courageous enough to play an important role in the end of the world be able to develop.

hotbed, and a relatively stable geographical environment...

Both are indispensable. Without either one, history will be out of control and headed for an unknown trajectory. That person has proven countless times that this road is impassable, and there is no way to stop the arrival of the end...

"

Azshara heard something wrong and was stunned for a moment.

Because Angmar had long told her about the ancient war that took place in the original history. This war caused by her ambition directly led to the destruction of the Kaldorei Empire and even tore apart Ancient Kalim.

Many continents and countless lives were lost as a result.

After severing contact with Sargeras, she had clearly avoided the War of the Ancients, but now Angmar clearly stated that this war must happen and the outcome must be as canon, which made her deeply uneasy.

"What on earth do you want to say? Don't be like this, I...I'm a little scared..."

Angmar did not answer, but said: "Let's go back first."
Chapter completed!