"Sargeras!?"

Angmar suddenly flew out of his mind and had no time to think about why he was discovered. He immediately flew backwards and tried to escape. But the suction force was like a rope that passed through the dream world and the physical plane, binding him tightly, regardless of whether he

No matter how you act, you can't escape the pull.

Deep in the portal, a bronze giant whose whole body was burning with endless evil flames loomed. He was smiling, his eyes full of indifference, letting Angmar struggle endlessly, but doing nothing, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

It was like Angmar had lost its footing and fallen, with nothing to rely on or anything to rely on, and it was falling towards the terrifying abyss at a consistent speed.

"Angmar, the dawn of the blood elves, the prophet, the time traveler, the savior of the end... you have too many titles..."

"I was once a member of the Pantheon, and I once stood at the top of the realm of order... Do you really think I know nothing about the timeline?"

"I have glimpsed the future, and I have hunted you for countless years in countless timelines..."

"And now, you actually came to the door yourself. Kil'jaeden...catch him."

Kil'jaeden, who had been observing this side, stopped casting spells after hearing this, turned around and walked towards this side with long strides.

At the moment when the big hand approached, Angmar suddenly felt an indescribable feeling rising deep in his heart, and a call resounded through the deep dreamland.

"Angmar, come back to me, you must come back..." It was Xal'atath's voice.

The moment he heard this voice, Angmar woke up like a dream, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw. Following the vague sense of connection, his soul turned into dots of stars, freed from the pull, and suddenly

Go away and disappear.

Kil'jaeden took a chance and looked back at the portal.

"It doesn't matter, he will come back." Sargeras' voice was neither happy nor sad, with no emotion at all, as if he was describing a simple fact.

…

The sense of traveling without a soul suddenly disappeared, and Angmar's soul crashed into the body. He woke up suddenly, but failed to regain control of the body immediately. Affected by inertia, he jumped straight from the stone and fell heavily on the ground.

On the ground.

He put his face to the ground and greedily breathed in the fragrant air. He waited for a long time before getting up in a cold sweat, but immediately fell to the ground again.

An unprecedented feeling of emptiness came from the depths of his soul. He hurriedly sensed the condition of his soul, but was horrified to find that his soul had been seriously injured just by the influence of Sargeras. If he hadn't escaped in time, I'm afraid

Even if he returns to his body, he will become a fool with a broken soul and incomplete mind.

"How are you?" Xal'atath knelt down beside him, put his slender palms on his back, and began to rub it gently.

Once again, the voice that brought him salvation made Angmar have mixed feelings. He took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "It's okay, just take it slow. How did you rescue me? This... is amazing."

Xal'atas smiled and helped him up, "There are many magical things you don't know."

The scene in front of him was no longer the ruins of Zin Issalyn, filled with terrible evil energy, but a woodland that had been purified and once again became fragrant with birds and flowers. But Angmar still had a feeling of shock, and it took a long time to calm down.

Looking towards the Well of Eternity.

The feeling just now was really terrifying.

As far as Azeroth is concerned, from bottom to top, there are elites, epics, legends, demigods... there are many existences similar to demigods, and on top of all of them, there are also those who possess the power of Titan's blessing.

Aspect Dragon and Guardian...

Angmar once thought that although there was an insurmountable gap between mortals and mythical races like the Titans, this gap could still be shortened in some way. As he became stronger, he became more convinced that he could pass through the enemy.

The scientific interpretation and application of the six original powers can achieve various things that can be called miracles in the original knowledge of mortals.

After all, these are the rules of the universe. Everything is born according to this. There is no such thing as unknown or impossible. From Titans to all living beings, the reason for the difference is just a reflection of different levels of stature.

.

The Titan Aman'Thul grabbed the ancient god Y'Shaarj, who was like a god to mortals, from the surface of the planet with one hand, and crushed it in the air, causing a wound hundreds of kilometers in diameter on the surface of the planet; Sargeras

Approaching Azeroth, before being restrained by the combined efforts of the Titans who had regained their form and strength, they almost penetrated the planet with weapons...

In the past, these stories were just symbols that stayed in the inherent cognition. The Titans were very strong, and Sargeras was very strong, but how much stronger, Angmar didn't know. Now, they just get a glimpse of the outline of Sargeras' terrifying form, and feel its

The aftermath of the vast power gave him a strong sense of powerlessness.

Even if one thousand or ten thousand guardian dragons and the guardian's power combined, it would be difficult to match it.

Angmar took a deep breath, looked around, and asked, "Did Malfurion bring the news back? Where are the demigods?"

Xalatas replied: "They are all rushing to the scene of the incident. You'd better rest for a while before going."

Feeling the condition of his soul again, Angmar could only nod his head solemnly.

…

Fifteen kilometers east of Berry Hills, the night elves' army, which was moving towards the teleportation network node defined by the Blue Dragon as the No. 1 evacuation node, was already in chaos due to Archimonde's arrival.

When Archimonde appeared, the evil flames followed him like a shadow, spreading from the horizon to the mountains in front of him, giving the sky a layer of strange dark green. Even the slowest person could feel the sudden arrival at that moment.

boiling resentment.

With every step he took, his body grew by a point. Before he even approached the army, he already had a massive figure hundreds of meters tall. Every step he took made the earth shake. The rumble of his footsteps was deafening and even shook the mountain peaks.

Under his feet, the demonic army surged in like a tide, and there were also a large number of magic bats and doomguards in the sky. It seemed that during this period, all the demonic troops that entered Azeroth from the Twisting Nether through the portal appeared in

Got here.

The mountains and plains are all over the place, overwhelming.

The night elves and the dragon beast troops who came to respond hurriedly responded to the battle, and the five-color dragon clan in the far north of the distant continent also responded immediately. Small blue light spots appeared one after another in the sky and underground, and instantly expanded into portals, accompanied by

With the blue magical mist flowing out, giant dragons, dragonmen, and dragon beasts walked out of it...

But only a few successfully join the battlefield.

Because Archimonde just moved his fingers, thousands of teleportation gates suddenly shattered, and the entire space teleportation channel across the physical plane, connecting here and the Demonic Nexus, collapsed together, killing all the dragons inside.

No burial place...

"I……"

"It's Archimonde..."
Chapter completed!