Manga Warcraft Legends. The Legends of Arkain: First Books. The Old Gods and the Creation of Azeroth

Discover this stunning collection of original stories and immerse yourself in a world of exciting adventures that take place in the Warcraft universe. Trag Highmountain, the brave tauren we met in the second book of the Warcraft: Shadows in Ice trilogy, returns to the world of the living ... in the guise of undead. A gnome mechanic with a talent for saying nonsense at the most inopportune moment is the only one who can calm the ferocious troll. The collection includes four stories filled with adventure, battles, dramatic events and humor.

The work belongs to the genre art, the photo. It was published in 2018 by AST Publishing House. The book is part of the "Warcraft. Legends" series. On our site you can download the book "Warcraft. Legends. Volume 1" in fb2, rtf, epub, pdf, txt format or read online. Here you can also, before reading, refer to the reviews of readers who are already familiar with the book, and find out their opinions. In the online store of our partner, you can buy and read a book in paper form.

The Legends of Arkain is a series of campaigns for Warcraft 3 set in a fantasy world called Arkain.
Since ancient times, its peoples have been fighting demons trying to subjugate the mortal races. Orcs, humans and even the undead will have to give them battle ... or forever become slaves of the devil's invaders.
They need to remember that history is written by winners.

Key features

Three storylines

Take command of one of the three most powerful races of the Arkain: the dignified people of the Empire, the mighty orc robbers or the mysterious undead, and help them fight off the demonic invasion in their own way.

The fate of Arkain is in your hands

From time to time you will need to make decisions that can influence the further course of events. They will be able to touch both the plot and the characters, and sometimes even transform the course of entire missions. The situation is similar with additional tasks: their failure is also a kind of choice.

New troops

The playable races are based on the existing ones in Warcraft 3, but have been significantly redesigned. You will meet both old acquaintances and new, unseen fighters.

Three levels of difficulty

Campaigns can be played at different difficulty levels, which affect the ease of passage.
For example, on an easy one, opponents will not restore lost buildings.

AI on Jass

The AI ​​of the enemies in these campaigns is written in the Jass programming language. Now opponents are smarter than usual.

Parties to the war

People

People have existed in Arkain for a long time. With their allies - gnomes and elves - the human kingdoms fought for centuries with the orcs who plundered their lands, and when the time came for a new invasion of demons, their forces were not enough to survive.
However, far from beyond the Great Sea, from the west, the Empire, a powerful human state, came to their aid. The rescued immediately became subjects of Emperor Theodore II and thus gained a chance to drive the demons from their lands.
Once upon a time, people have already tried to get rid of the demonic threat forever. Then they failed. Now they again intend to fight to the end - until their last enemy remains ... or the last person.

Orcs

If you believe the legends, the orcs are guests from another continent, who arrived a long time ago and quickly settled in the human kingdoms. But even the old-timers cannot say whether these rumors are true, or whether the orcs have always been on human land.
It is only known that, once united, their clans were a formidable force that managed to conquer vast expanses of the earth and inflict painful blows on other races. However, power played a cruel joke with the orcs: other peoples, especially demons, brutally took revenge on their offenders, halving their ranks.
The orcs, who survived only for the reason that their enemies fought with each other, had to yield and give the captured lands to their former masters. They formed an alliance with the trolls, but were never able to recover from their defeat. Unable to start a war, the clans plunged into chaos of disunity and strife.
Nevertheless, the "greenskins" are still a thorn in other races, living off raids and robberies. There are still many orcs. If they unite under the rule of a great leader - who knows, maybe the time will come for a new invasion.

Undead

The Living Dead are the most mysterious of the Arkain factions. Of course, everyone knows necromancers and other summoners of the undead, but as a full-fledged people, the undead are a real secret for everyone.
A long time ago, a group of necromancers who went crazy with their power decided to take over the world with the help of a huge army of undead. But suddenly - some days after the attack on the human kingdoms - their onslaught ceased. The only trace of the existence of those necromancers was their corpses.
They were taken care of by a powerful, but unknown to any mortal or demon, a lich lich named Aridon, the self-appointed Guardian of Arkain. He has the desire and power to subjugate any animated corpse. This eternal observer wants only one thing: the balance of world powers. At least the balance in his mind.

Demons

If there is a people whose age is comparable to the age of Aridon, then these are demons. Their devilish horde has long been considered the scourge of mortal races. Perhaps in their history there were not only brutal invasions or enslavements, but in this case, except for the demons themselves, no one is able to say about this.
The demonic people are made up of several legions, each of which is commanded by a powerful dreadlord. Which one is a mystery to other races.
The lands of demons are located far in the east of the mainland, separated by a monstrous rift - the so-called Abyss. Of all mortals, perhaps only demon slaves ever managed to cross it.


So. Last time we talked about the books on Warcraft translated into Russian. Today is the manga's turn. Honestly speaking, I am not a fan of manga, anime and other creations of Japanese (Chinese? Korean?) Culture, but I acquired manga from Warcraft. And, frankly, I can say that it is very, very good. So, we will talk about the released manga.
World of Warcraft manga. Death Knight
Author (s): Dan Jolley (author), Rocio Zucci (artist)
Publisher: Eksmo
Released: August 5, 2010
Total volumes: 3, in Russian: 1.


In World of Warcraft - Wrath of the Lich King Thassarian is a renegade death knight, one of the few who managed to free himself from the power of the Lich King. Although Thassarian has turned his incredible powers against the former overlord, most of the Alliance still fear and despise him. Countless players have assisted Thassarian in the game as he battled the Lich King's accomplices in Northrend, but the details of his past life known to only a few. Death Knight is the story of Thassarian, revealing the origins, motives, and innermost secrets of Warcraft's newest death knight incarnation. "
Outcome: a very exciting plot, interestingly presented, a dramatic story, not embellished with anything and in any case does not end with a happy end. High-quality drawing and translation, no less high-quality cover.

World of Warcraft manga. Sunny spring.
Author (s): Knaak R., Jae Hwang Kim.
Year of issue: 2007
Publisher: Eksmo
Volumes in the series: 3 In Russian: 3


Volume 1: The fate of all Azeroth depends on the outcome of this journey full of dangers and mysteries. The blue dragon Kalek, on behalf of his master Malygos, sets out in search of the Sunwell, a powerful source of magic. However, he is not the only one seeking to get the Well. And if it were not for the beautiful Anvina, Kalek, who took on a human form, would hardly have managed to survive and continue on his way ...
Volume 2: Blue Dragon Kalec sets out in search of Sunspring, the source of magic. Whoever takes possession of the Spring will acquire the key to immense power, so it is not surprising that not only dragons are looking for him, but also the minions of the Lich King. Thanks to the help of the beautiful Anvina, a lone knight named Jorad Mace and Tirigosa, Kalec's bride, the young dragon manages to get out alive from the fight with the dark elf Darkan. Now the path of Kalec and his friends lies to the top of a distant mountain - somewhere there lives a hermit magician who knows the secret of the Spring. However, among the snow and ice, they are destined to meet not only friends ...
Volume 3: The final book of the trilogy will open the veil of secrecy over the personalities of the heroes, who are faced with new villains and dangers on their way.
Outcome: A very, very significant manga for the history of Warcraft, which makes it clear who Kylek is, the sun well (and in particular, who is the girl circling in it) and also tells about the first tauren - the death knight and many others. The quality of the translation is frustrating. Chopped ... spring? Not a well? And this is not the only mistake. But oh well. The quality of the drawings and the cover is still excellent.

World of Warcraft manga. Legends.
Author (s): Richard Knaak, Dan Jolley, Troy Luther, Mike Wellman
Year of issue 2006-2010
Publisher: Eksmo
Volumes in the series; 5, in Russian: 5.


Volume 1:
Fallen
Trag The High Man, the fearless tauren, shattered the sphere of Ner "Zul, and for this he faces a punishment worse than death - the Lich King wants to make Trag his henchman ...
Travel
Wanting to help the lost warriors, Khalsand, a poor farmer, volunteers to escort them to a camp where an army has gathered, intent on freeing Andorhal from the cursed Scourge. But upon arrival, it turns out that only a hundred soldiers will have to attack the Scourge ...
How to win friends
Lazlo is an unfortunate gnome inventor who, in addition, has an amazing ability to speak out of place all the time. Is it worth mentioning that he has no friends in the city? .. But when a huge troll attacked the inhabitants of the city, Lazlo was the only one who could defeat the terrible monster! Will Laszlo be able to use one of his inventions and defeat the terrible troll?
Fair deal
Nori Blackfinger is known everywhere as a skilled blacksmith, his blades guarantee victory in any battle! But he doesn't care at all about who can sell deadly weapons and who can't ... When he sold the sword to the famous bandit and murderer Havok, the events that followed changed Nori's life forever ...
Volume 2:
Fear
Continuation of the saga of Trag, a brave tauren who rose from the dead. In his wanderings, he meets Thrall, the liberator of the orcs, and this acquaintance changes his fate. From the authors of The Sunwell Trilogy, Richard Knaak and Jae Hwang Kim.
Warrior. Reunion
Liren, an orphan raised by dwarves, seeks to find her parents. Raised by the High Elves, they set out on a quest with their twin sister Loania, who was raised by the High Elves. The family will be reunited, but not at all the way the sisters dreamed ...
Long road with Miles
Cova Brodhorn, a young shaman from the tauren tribe, receives a dangerous task: to find the prophetic hermit. However, she will not travel alone, but in the company of the impudent dwarf Miles Corbender. They are forced to work together to fight enemies, although the hardest thing for them is not to finish off each other.
Family values
Jaruk Bloodfire, a noble orc, suffers silently, unable to stop the extermination of peaceful draenei, led by his own brother ... But everything changes when Jaruk saves a girl named Liina ...
Volume 3:
Possessed
The third part of the adventures of Trag the High Mountain, a brave tauren who has been reborn as an undead. His desire to fight the Lich King leads him to the ice-bound lands of Northrend, where he meets new allies - and new enemies.
Knight's blood
A blood elf and a Forsaken warrior seek revenge for the deaths of their loved ones against the merciless Scarlet captain. A blind lust for blood pushes them on a cursed path of confrontation with fate ... and death.
What you need for the New Year
The story of a loser goblin named Krizz looking for a way cut some easy money ... even if you have to play the role of Santa Claus. But his fake smile becomes sincere when he helps a little gnome girl in trouble ...
Hunting passion
Hemet Nesingwary, the greatest hunter of Azeroth, by the will of fate turns out to be the sole protector of three saber-toothed kittens. Will he be able to save the kids from a gang of ruthless hunters for valuable fur?
Volume 4:
Fate
The concluding part of the tale of Trag the High Mountain, a brave tauren reborn as an undead. Trag's long and difficult journey comes to an end when he comes face to face with the Lich King ... in a battle for his own soul.
Bloodsail Pirate
The three boys went to the coast to fish at their leisure. How could they have thought that they themselves would be caught in the net? It just so happened that the guys had to join a gang of the most brutal pirates who ever roamed the South Seas ...
Blood is not water
Silas Newmoons and his Darkmoon Fair wander the cities, making shows to the amusement of the crowd. Silas has always said that they are one family and have a responsibility to protect their own. And then one day a cruel fate decided to test their "family ties" for strength ...
Warrior
The mother of the great Thrall, the liberator of the orcs, was called Draka, and she was once the weakest and most sickly child of the Frostwolf clan. But the girl was determined to become a real warrior so that her parents and clan could be proud of her. To do this, she has a long way to go ...
Volume 5:
Warrior
Fascinating conclusion to the Draka journey from the orc clan of Frostwolves. Few people know that the mother of the great hero Thrall in her youth was a weak and sickly girl. However, she was not afraid to embark on a journey full of dangers to become a worthy member of her clan. From one of the most popular authors, according to the New York Times, Christy Golden - the story of how the future mother of the leader turned herself into a warrior!
Warrior: Shoulder to shoulder
Separated at birth, the twin sisters Loania and Liren met and united in their youth to free their mother from the curse of undeath. Now they intend to rescue their father from the cursed tower of Karazhan ... but are they willing to sacrifice each other to help him out?
First Guardian
Thousands of years ago, when the magical city-state of Dalaran was besieged by the demons of the Burning Legion, it turned out that not a single magician but himself could cope with these creatures ... And then a secret magical order was founded. Now you have the opportunity to learn the story of the first Guardian of Tirisfal!
Cleansing fire
The mystery of the origin of the Headless Horseman. The noble paladin Sir Thomas Thomson was a servant of the Light and a fierce fighter against the undead of the Scourge. But how did it happen that this brave hero became Hallow's End's horrific nightmare?
Nightmares
The dwarven king Magni Bronzebeard, the orc chieftain Thrall, the mage and ruler of Theramore, Jaina Proudmoore, are tormented by nightmares. Meeting face to face with their hidden fears, legendary heroes understand that the fiercest battle is in their own souls.
Outcome: Perhaps the best of Warcraft manga. The workmanship is still on top. Each book has several stories about the characters of Warcraft - paramount and not. The stories are different - some are funny, some are sad, some are instructive - others are just for fun. I highly recommend reading it.

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Each world keeps its secrets and legends. Legend of the world Warcraft from Blizzard for ten years from a simple tale of the invasion of green-skinned invaders has turned into a huge epic world with its heroes, memorable places, dates and ancient history.

Now we take Azeroth for granted, for granted. Well, who does not know that the local gnomes are undersized, elves eared, tauren moo, and the undead smell bad. But if you think about it - where did these Lordaeron, Kalimdor, Khaz-Modan come from? What are the roots and origins of past and present wars? And how did Azeroth end up with such a life (non-life)?

To understand the present, you need to know the past. It is necessary to look into the depths of the centuries, where the answers to all questions were hidden. It is necessary to uncover and read the history of Azeroth.

Titans and the formation of the universe


Nobody knows exactly how it all started. All the witnesses, no matter how many there were, will not tell anyone. Recently, the Big Boom theory has been popular in Azeroth - not otherwise, at the suggestion of goblin scientists. Eared professors claim that at first everything was Very Empty and Dark, but suddenly there was a deafening explosion, the worlds scattered like billiard balls - and everything started spinning. “However, perhaps the One Goblin created us all,” they immediately modestly add.

The worlds spun for a long time Christmas decorations among the void, and the roar of the explosion echoed among them. It seemed that everything was ready to settle down, but then giant creatures came out of the noise from nowhere. Shining stars reflected on their metal bodies. They were robots, although in those days they preferred to call themselves titans.

With a grunt, they swept the asteroids into a heap, tidied up among the planets, fashioned mountains and seas on them, breathed an atmosphere - sometimes oxygen, and sometimes methane.

The universe has become noticeably clearer. But the second law of thermodynamics cannot be fooled. The creatures from the world of entropy and chaos, nicknamed by the titans the Distorted Nether, threatened to nullify all the efforts of the iron-skinned. Demons from the Downworld more than anything else did not like cleanliness and order, striving to inherit and spoil wherever possible: “I hate good deeds! And I will see dark deeds! "

But the Titans are a hard-working people. Such is their titanic share. The annoying creatures everywhere got a good shake.

Sargeras and his betrayal


Demons cannot be expelled for good - they will always find a gap in the fence in order to again find themselves where they were not invited. Very soon the pesky critters brought the Titans to their feet. And then the iron pantheon gathered, thundering with hinges, and began to look for the extreme.

The last one was found quickly - the titans pushed out of their ranks a simple bronze robot named Sargeras.

Here you are with us and will be responsible for the demons. Sign, get a broom and go.

Why me? - the bronze guy was indignant.

Because it should be so. Because the demons got everyone worse than cockroaches, and you are the strongest among us. Because the party gave the order. What should I say?

Glory to the robots ... - Sargeras mumbled without enthusiasm and set to work on a hopeless job alone.

For thousands of years, Sargeras hunted demons and swept them into the Netherworld. It was easy, but very boring and pointless work. The demons did not diminish. Most of all, the bronze giant was worried by a gang of eredar sorcerers, which inhabited the worlds, pigs there, turned all the inhabitants into demons and went into the sunset. Seeing the heaps of cigarette butts, broken bottles and syringes left after the eredar, Sargeras now and then fell into a deep depression.

Another armed group, calling itself "nathrezim", amused themselves by sowing stupid, evil, fleeting in all the worlds that came to hand. And the population of the planets who were under the bad influence of the planets all of a sudden began waving swords and dashingly going into cavalry attacks against each other. When Sargeras saw these ugly fratricidal wars, he suffered a nervous breakdown: he ran in circles for a long time, grabbed his bronze head, shouted obscene words and complained to the whole world about the injustice of the Titans:

It's just not fair! With my impressionable nature, with my fine mental organization, I should have been born a poet. And who did you become? Cleaner! Modest. No one needs it! Nobody's favorite cleaner. Sargeras is a janitor!

But there was no one to listen to the complaints of the bronze warrior - all the titans had just gone to watch the robot guitar competition.

Who needs this order anyway? To break is not to build. Heat death is still waiting for the universe, which means that my work is simply not needed by anyone! Well, nothing. Until now, you knew me well. Now you get to know me from the bad side!

With these historic words, Sargeras deserted. Finding the abandoned broomstick, the Titans shrugged and struck the bronze one off the payroll. For a long time the rebel wandered through the distant corners of the Universe and continued to boil, heating up more and more. Soon he no longer resembled a bronze robot, but a walking open-hearth furnace. "What is this star wandering there, in the distance?" - the careless titans asked each other, not yet knowing how much headache the robot cleaner would give them.

And Sargeras shook the eredar with nathrezim out of the garbage bag and lined the demons in front of him in an uneven square. At first, the creatures, stunned by such treatment, did not even recognize the former cleaner in the blazing melt titanium.

Be equal! Attention! From now on, I am your commander-in-chief! - the titan immediately took the bull by the horns. He paused at the Moscow Art Theater and continued:

Comrades demons! As you are, I will make a real army out of you. If you will be the best army in this universe - just not to shame it - that's it, that's it! As it is, one cannot resist without the other. I must, then, go - that's the whole story, such is my commanding hand.

With a sharp eye, the robot examined the ranks of demons and found the most decent-looking one:

Keel-Jaeden, nicknamed the Deceiver, Comrade Chief, the demon replied lazily.

You will go and recruit my armies. If you cheat, I'll pull the horns on the tail.

Hand in hand, comrade boss.

What's your name, you little smelly creature?

Archimonde the Dirty, sir! Yes, sir!

Lead my troops into battle. With a commander like you, they will not get lost - it is enough to follow the smell.

Sir is sir!

Demons settled in the barracks. Training began. Sargeras, who completely got used to the role of the Dark Lord, mercilessly drove them around the planets, forcing them to sing a battle song in chorus: “We will defeat the titans! And we will inherit everywhere! "

Keel-Jaeden had been sternly warned of any attempts to trick Sargeras. The political work yielded results: the demon did not cheat, but really brought vampires from the distant frontiers, the masters of horror, ready to go to the service of the new dark ruler. Overjoyed, Sargeras created a secret intelligence service out of vampires to search for primitive worlds and prepare them for invasion. The "Fifth Vampire Column" worked like a clock, and the bloodthirsty Tichondrius the Dark turned out to be the best Stirlitz among the newcomers.

Distinguished and filthy Archimonde, gladly taking on the role of the commander of the countless army of Darkness. But he did not rely on the vampire intelligence services, and secretly created his own security service under the leadership of the simple and rude Mannoroth the Destroyer.

Soon, Sargeras had a huge, well-trained and well-trained demonic army under arms. In the universal void, horned creatures huddled together and burned bonfires at a halt, puffing pipes (so they awkwardly imitated the fiery appearance of their leader). Considering the endless rows of bonfires, stretching for many parsecs around, the bronze robot thought for a long time. And finally he barked:

You will be my Burning Legion!

The next morning, the Legion set out on the first campaign.

The Old Gods and the Creation of Azeroth


While the distant worlds one after another bowed before the power of Sargeras, the titans, who did not know the telegraph, continued to enthusiastically sculpt Easter cakes from the planets. Azeroth was one of the planetoids they came across at the time.

One, two - they took it!

Looking closely, the surprised robots discovered that the seemingly uninhabited planet was inhabited by elemental spirits, who did not like to look at the iron faces flickering in the sky. The spirits already had their good old elemental gods. This fact did not bother the titans in the least:

It doesn't bother us - it's sealed. Actually, the plan to restructure the planet has been hanging in our facility for two hundred years, and you had time to appeal.

The program is a program, the five-year plan is sacred. The new planet must be sterilized - and the robots quickly arranged for the old gods to ragnarek, sprinkling the planet with insecticide. Everyone got it - the fiery Ragnaros, the stone Terazane, the airy Al-Akir and the sea Neptulon. They all raised their legs up, obeying brute force and space bulldozers.

That's the same, - the titans said edifyingly, they thrust the old gods into the stain, dryer, straightener and pushed young Azeroth deep into the ground. The deified world was ready for a global cleaning and settlement according to plan.

From the revived stone, the robots created the Earth race, sprinkled the entire population with mothballs and laid them in a distant cave, instructing the sea giants to look after the warehouse. While the giants delved into the essence of the order, robots took up the manufacture of fjords, plains and mountain ranges of a single continent. In order not to go far for precious energy, robots, without further ado, dug the Well of Eternity and filled it with high-quality high-octane magic.

We don't know exactly what happened next. Maybe the titans left the well in Azeroth on purpose, maybe they just forgot to bury it, leaving for other worlds. But the fact remains - the land saturated with magic quickly filled with fauna and flora.

The Titans left the altered world at night, when the darkness that came from the east once again descended on their creation. And like real romantics, they called the continent "the land of eternal starlight."

In our opinion - Kalimdor.

Dragons in the service of good


But, leaving Azeroth, the robots did not leave him unattended. The tame battle dragons remained on the planet as a limited contingent of progressors, representing centralized authority, authority, and so on in Kalimdor.

Huge, powerful and very angry, they patrolled Kalimdor, tracking and sniffing out sedition. And they made the five Great Dragons commanders over the dragon army. Well done, wonderful heroes, one more beautiful than the other.

The scales of Nozdormu, a house dragon that once belonged to the main titan Aman-Tulu, was cast in bronze. Nozdormu did not do the little things. He guarded the fate of the world and time itself, which earned him the nickname "Ever Late."

Dragoness Alexstrasza preferred red to all colors, resembled a flying Ferrari from a distance and was responsible for the life of all creatures on Azeroth. She rescued the chicks that had fallen from the nest, removed the cats from the trees and in gratitude was the only one among the dragons to receive the royal title (which, however, did not mean anything significant).

Green Ysera worked on the plant side. But in the skies of Azeroth, she was never seen - and all because Ysera loved to ask a snore and did not crawl out of her cave, managing to follow the rainforests right in her sleep. Of course, she was nicknamed "Sonya" and nothing else.

The fourth colored dragon was Malygos, a magician - he was always recognized by his characteristic cyanotic blue. He did not do anything special - he flew, let firecrackers and firecrackers out of nothing to do and guarded magical secrets. Nelfarion, a stylish black dragon who had been made responsible for the earth, was also idle.

So far, there were no people who wanted to take away the whole Kalimdor, so Nelfarion, along with Malygos, always disappeared in the taverns. Ysera slept, Alexstrasza rushed from nest to nest, and Nozdromu guarded every second, although no one attempted to kill for a while.

The Burning Legion's invasion was only a few centuries away.

The Waking World and the Well of Eternity


Abandoned by the Titans, the Well of Eternity not only became the source of life for all of Kalimdor - it irresistibly attracted flocks of small mammals. It soon became clear that he was acting on them in exactly the same way as Clark's Black Obelisk. The animals quickly descended from the trees, stood on their hind legs and turned into humanoids - wild, but cute. Rapid evolution was not in vain for them, atavisms made themselves felt, and the ears of the first intelligent race (not counting those stored in the Earthly caves) remained pointed. But in all other respects the savages turned out to be simply handsome - tall, immortal, well tailored, cleverly molded.

The night elves (and you guessed it, they were), for some unknown reason, fell in love with the stars and called themselves Kaldorei, "children of the stars." The elves quickly realized what the power was. All of the life energy was fed from the Well, and at first the elves built their first cities only around it. The first religion of the new race likened the mirror surface of the Well to the moon in heaven, and the priests taught the simple elves that the goddess Elune herself took a break from night walks in the sky during the day. The elves believed in and continued to explore the magical properties of the inexhaustible source of life.

Spreading rapidly across Kalimdor, the elves soon stumbled upon dragons, which surprised them a lot. Only Ysera ignored the big-eared Livingstones - she was asleep, and she didn't care about anything. The rest of the dragons gathered and decided for the time being to consider the elves harmless eccentrics.

By the way, the night elves took a long time to read trees and all vegetation in general. Addiction to trees, bushes and grass appeared in them only after meeting with the centaur demigod nicknamed "Silver Hoof" Cenarius. He had long guarded the rainforests alone and now decided to use the elves as helpers. No one wanted to quarrel with him, so the eared creatures patiently sat at the ecological lectures of Cenarius and quietly took notes. This benefited the forests - they were not cut down even when the night elves settled across the continent.

But the elven queen Azshara, taking advantage of her official position, rebuilt her residence right on the shores of the Well. Puffed up, she bathed in the well and in luxury, forgot about the aspirations of the common eared people and even called herself and her entourage High Elves. The people were silent - at that time the dark elves were not fond of revolutions, although no one liked the insolence and conceit of the Above.

Meanwhile basic research The Wells of Eternity continued. Scientists took samples, performed physical analyzes, tried to find out the composition and nature of the energetic substance, and even plunged deep-sea vehicles into the Well several times. Gradually, successes came, and with them - dizziness. The elves managed to subdue the free magical energy, which Azshara and her courtiers quickly learned. Rampant exploitation of the Well began. Old Cenarius shook his head in vain - the volume of consumed magical energy grew exponentially every day.

Unlimited power has corrupted the High Elves once and for all. The well was used solely by Azshara and a few of her closest priests. The queen haughtily answered all the questions: “Why! At least I'm greedy, but from a pure heart. " The rulers of the elves became terribly far from the people.

But who cares? Perhaps the young, promising druid scientist Malfurion Stormrage, who more and more often said: “Be in trouble! Oh, to be in trouble! My heart feels that it will not end well. "

War of the Ancients


The elves did not even suspect that the more they used the Well of Eternity, the more noticeable Azeroth became among other planets. By the time it came to megaton spells, the planet was glowing in the radio range no worse than any other neutron star.

Sargeras was just trying on titles and was wondering if "Destroyer of Worlds, Great Enemy of the Existing, Dark God of the Nameless Void, resting his feet on the Universe" sounded good when he felt indignation in the great Force. Turning on the receiver, he quickly caught the elven transmissions and immediately rushed to the intelligence department, where he made a terrible headwash for the vampires who had overlooked a promising planet.

You can't charge anything! - he yelled at Tichondrius. - You have to do everything yourself!

Frightened vampires prepared an operational report on Azeroth for the leader in twenty-four hours. As it turned out, the source of indignation is the huge supply of free magic in the Well left by the titans.

It was just magic and energy that the Dark Lord lacked, who was interrupted by dynamos and portable generators. He personally led an army of a million demon-thugs and delivered an incendiary speech to them. Archimonde and Mannoroth saluted and gave the command to perform.

Sargeras' plan was devilishly cunning indeed. He got in touch just at the moment when Queen Azshara and all her entourage were lying under a magical high. The dialogue between the bronze robot and the dull Azshara looked something like this:

Who's there? the queen whispered.

I am part of the power that always wants evil and always does good.

Wow, a whole god! Come on in, of course. I'll open the portal now. ”Azshara perked up noticeably.

I can't get through, I'm too big. First, I'll let my retinue pass, okay?

No problem. For a true God, we organize everything according to the first category.

Azshara gathered in the throne room everyone who could get distracted from looking at the pink elephants, explained to them that God was coming (no one was surprised). Then she explained once again that it was God, and not another vision - and together with the courtiers, she opened a portal right in the Well of Eternity, so as not to pull the power cord far.

They're not frightened idiots, ”Archimonde muttered quietly, looking at the opening window to Azeroth.

Certainly, Sargeras sighed. - It's time to scare. Well, this is your finest hour. Start your blitzkrieg.

Archimonde took the radio and gave a short order. The first mobile assault columns entered the gleaming portal. (In some ten thousand years, the orc hordes from Draenor will enter Azeroth in the same way).

The leading assault troops instantly captured the queen's palace without encountering any resistance. The demons walked through the portal in an endless stream, immediately deployed into battle formations and began to implement the plans of the command and personally of comrade Sargeras.

Hell fell upon the sleeping elven cities. Summoned by the sorcerers, the demons of hell, the infernal desatniks, fell from heaven to earth like fiery meteors. The hellish guards marched through the fields and forests of Kalimdor, thundering with otherworldly chains. Flocks of horned magic bloodhounds rushed into defenseless villages. In several places, the warriors, who were alerted in time, desperately defended their positions. But the forces were unequal, and the elves retreated step by step.

Awakened by the noise and distant cannonade, Malfurion Storomrage put on his glasses, looked out the window and immediately realized that they had played out. He had long suspected that something was wrong, seeing how his brother Illidan, who had fallen into the ranks of the High Elves, slowly but surely got into a magical high from the Eternal Well.

But this time, the terrified Illidan really did penetrate.

Remember what all this magical nonsense leads to! Malfurion hissed. “You and I must immediately go in search of Cenarius, if anyone can help the elves, it’s him. But you will have to tie.

Of course of course! Illidan muttered. - I'm tying it completely!

Look at me. Let's take Tyrande with us to the forests, it's not safe here.

Tyrande was the name of the young priest, for whom both brothers were dry - at least until Illidan was addicted to magic so much that all amorous affairs became to him a bulb.

The three elves walked for a long time along the partisan paths to Lunnaya Polyana. Illidan was noticeably sick - he was sweating and constantly freezing, even near the fire. When the elf was finally found by Cenarius, he was succinct:

Think? What to think? Draping is necessary! Only dragons can do something with this horde, and even then ... If the demons still escaped from the portal, frankly, it's damn hard to push them back. Dragons are our last hope.

In the early morning, a joyous cry echoed over the capital of Kalimdor: "Dragons are flying!"

All five dragons flew as a battle link to fight the demons - even Ysera woke up to save Kalimdor. The flight commander was Alexstrasza, her gleaming red scales terrifying even the demons who were accustomed to everything.

Cenarius, having summoned an air strike, wasted no time - he awakened his faithful Forest Brothers from hibernation. The military doctrine suggested using them in partisan raids on enemy rear lines - it is difficult to think of a better use for a crowd of walking trees. But this time, he had to go all-in to build on his success on earth, if the dragons ever succeeded. Whole forests, supported by small groves, moved to the capital.

The remnants of the elven armies also went into a psychic attack on the detachments of demons guarding the Well. And what was the queen doing at this time? She, alive and well, looked forward to meeting a god and was preparing to expand the portal in the Well so that Sargeras himself could pass through it. To do this, it was necessary to bring together the magical powers of all the High Elves. Portal specialists ran all over the palace, catching the nets. But I didn't have enough strength yet.

The shadow of the dragon's wings fell on the palace. And five winged guards fell upon the demons.

The decoding of the dragons' negotiations will help to restore the subsequent events:

Attention, I'm red. Cover up, I dive, then go out into a combat turn.

Understood, red. Black, lights out.

How many of them are there!

Heavy anti-aircraft fire. Maneuvers, maneuvers!

They go through the Well.

Left, left! [inaudible] Blue, throw up a light!

I'm going to the third turn. Red, you have a demon on your tail.

I can't shake it off!

Stand over the target.

He's on my tail!

Stay over the target!

Great spit, green ...

Black, where, where? Keep building!

Nelfarion, what are you doing ?!

Red, be careful! [unintelligible screams on air] ... ah, get it!

Fire, fire!

Black, you're out of your mind! Nelfarion!

- You don't know the full power of the Dark Side !!! I'm not Nelfarion anymore. I am the Black Cloak!

The black dragon Detving, Deathwing, the former Nelfarion, attacked the other dragons without warning and forced them to retreat with a few well-aimed spits of fire. A sudden betrayal morally crippled the colored team. All of them as one decided that the game was not worth the candle, and, in fact, they had no need to defend Azeroth - health is more expensive.

Malfurion saw firsthand the outcome of the battle in heaven. He managed to jump into the trench and go to the rear before the demons, inspired by an unexpected ally, finally took over the battlefield.

"Light! Light! They creep into the light! The well must be closed. Otherwise, everyone's a cap, ”the young scientist whispered to Cenarius and Tyrande. “We need to break through to Azshara's palace at any cost and destroy the portal itself! By the way, where is Illidan? He was just here "...

To be continued.

 

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