On the top platform of the Dark Temple, the atmosphere was once very solemn.
Ysera was full of anger, the great lord Feng Qingyundan, and the Green Dragon Queen wanted to slap the madman in front of him to wake him up, but considering that he could save himself from Neltharion, this meant that the death king in front of him was
The lord's strength will definitely not be weaker than Neltharion's...
So the Green Dragon Queen who calmed down did not take such risks... After all, she has been guarding the Emerald Dream of life for tens of thousands of years, and no one knows the preciousness of life better than her.
"Thanks"
After a few minutes of confrontation, Ysera lowered her head, unclenched her fists, and whispered:
"Thank you for saving me from Neltharion. In return for this kindness, I will not be your enemy because of this. In the final analysis, it is the choice of the demigods of the wilderness... I should not interfere."
Tyrion didn't answer this, and his eyes didn't even change.
A few seconds later, Ysera nodded to Tyrion:
"Then, I'll leave... The war in the Emerald Dream is intense, and I must go back to take charge of the overall situation."
After saying that, Ysera glanced at Tyrion and found that the high lord didn't express anything and was sitting on the steps like a sculpture. She took this as a kind of tacit approval and turned around to leave.
However, just after Ysera took a few steps, Tyrion's cold voice sounded behind her:
"Did I give you permission to leave?"
"you!"
Ysera felt like a plaything trapped in a cage. She felt that Tyrion was deliberately arousing her anger. As the dragon king who ruled the Emerald Dream, when had she ever encountered such treatment?
The Green Dragon Queen turned around and looked at Tyrion. The latter was just like before, even his posture didn't change much, as if he was deep in some kind of thinking, but his ice-blue eyes were straight.
It will still make people feel uncomfortable if they watch it.
"You are the ruler of the companion plane of Azeroth, and you rule the Emerald Dream."
Tyrion whispered:
"Look, I am also a ruler of other planes. Think about it with your leader's thinking, do you think I would let you go like this? Especially when your Green Dragon Legion is generally on good terms with the night elves.
, I’m actually curious, why do you love the night elves so much? You see, among all the Aspect Dragon Legions, only the green dragon is almost completely tied to the night elves.”
The great lord showed a puzzled expression:
"Is there anything about the night elves that attracts you? In other words, does this lazy race have some advantages that I haven't discovered yet?"
Tyrion's weird question made Ysera stunned for a moment. The Green Dragon Queen seemed to have never considered this issue. Under the gaze of the high lord, she frowned and thought for a few minutes, and then said:
"There is no special reason. Tens of thousands of years ago, I took over the management responsibility of the Emerald Dream from the guardian Ms. Freya. It was a very important mission, a mission that I and my Green Dragon Legion must complete.
However, I soon discovered that for the vast Emerald Dream, the number of green dragons is far from enough to maintain the world, and I need more helpers."
"Druids... these mortals who advocate the way of nature and can use their souls to connect to the Emerald Dream are very suitable to take on this sacred mission. So with the help of Nordrassil, the world tree, I will give the blessing of the dream
It was given to them so that the druids can freely travel between the real world and the Emerald Dream, so that the dream world can maintain perfect prosperity."
Ysera said calmly:
"It's not that I favor the night elves, nor that I particularly like them. This is just a cooperative relationship. The night elves' performance in the War of the Ancients has proven that they are trustworthy."
"Well, that's it."
Tyrion nodded suddenly. He stood up and walked to Ysera. He was slightly shorter than the Green Dragon Queen, but he could see Ysera's eyes without looking up. Tyrion
A glimmer of light flashed in Ang Bing's blue eyes, and he whispered to Ysela in front of him:
"So, starting from today, the Druids of the Blightcaller will take over from the Druids of the Cenarion Council and help you continue to maintain the Emerald Dream. I heard that there is a war there, right? Are you here to find reinforcements?"
Ysela was a little uncomfortable with the distance of less than 1 meter between the two. She took a step back slightly and nodded.
"Very good, I will help you solve the war in the Emerald Dream. Let me think about it, the only ones who can cause trouble in the dream are those mice that hide their heads and show their tails."
Tyrion nodded slightly and looked at Ysera:
"As the price of peace, I want you and your Green Dragon Legion to completely sever all close ties with the Night Elf civilization... You see, you are the noble Dragon King, and your command is the legendary dragon. You are responsible for safeguarding the world.
mission, so don’t always focus on the night elves, but occasionally pay more attention to other races, humans, orcs, tauren or quilboars.”
"In the final analysis, night elves are just an ordinary member of the fantasy races in this world. After removing the glamorous blessings imposed on them by you fools, they are no different from other races."
The high lord looked at Ysera:
"Do you agree?"
"You are so arrogant!"
This was Ysera's reply to the high lord. The green dragon queen responded as a ruler should:
"Which civilization the Dream Army has good relations with is our own business. The night elves have done a very good job in maintaining the balance of the Dream for ten thousand years. I have no reason to alienate them!"
"Wait a minute, did you just say that they maintain the balance of dreams perfectly?"
The great lord blinked:
"So, why did the nightmare appear? If their work is indeed perfect..."
"this..."
Ysera couldn't refute for a moment, and the next moment, Tyrion's cold fingers were clasped around Ysera's neck. The weak Green Dragon Queen felt the huge force on her body, like a heavy tower.
Like a mountain, she fell to the ground under oppression. Between the collision and interplay of the two forces, Ysera half-knelt in front of Tyrion in a very humiliating posture.
The high lord lowered his head and looked at the angry Green Dragon Queen. The heavy shackles composed of the power of death pressed on Ysera's shoulders, leaving her weak and unable to resist. The high lord's finger pointed at Ysera's delicate chin.
He went up, raised her face, and said softly:
"Also, this is the first time you and I have met. You are not familiar with my way of doing things, so forget it this time. Let me explain again. The mode of getting along between you and me is...I said let you
How to do it, just do it, don’t ask why, don’t refute, do you understand?”
"Don't even think about it!"
Ysera scratched her neck, and the proud green dragon queen shouted loudly:
"I am the Dream Walker recognized by the Pantheon Life Guardian Orlia! The Green Dragon Legion is the guardian dragon army that maintains the order and balance of Azeroth! I will not obey you! We will not do it because of you.
Threatening to betray our mission! Fanatics!"
"Ah, it seems that my old friend's evaluation of you is really appropriate. You are so childish and cute..."
Tyrion's fingers touched Ysera's cheek, he leaned down and whispered in Ysera's ear:
"You may be suffering from amnesia. This elderly dragon lady, let me repeat what Neltharion and Alexstrasza want to tell you."
"The Titan you followed...is dead!"
The great lord kissed Ysera's ear, and then lost interest in chatting with the childish queen. He turned and left. The moment his figure disappeared, his voice rang in Ysera's ear:
"3 days! I'll give you 3 days to think about it... After that, if you still can't see the reality clearly, then I can only continue to implement my plan, and the moment the burning Nordrassil collapses
, the moment the Emerald Dream loses the most important node of reality and is completely closed, by then, everything will be too late..."
"Awakener, Ysera, I hope you can calm down and think more about your people. Without your guidance, how long can they persist in the endless invasion of nightmares? Oh, by the way, you should
I have already met Anzu, and the demigods have reached an agreement with me, and they will also withdraw from the Emerald Dream that is about to be destroyed!"
"Of course, if you think I can't do it...you can wait and see!"
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Directly below the Dark Temple, between the rocky cliffs of the Grizzly Hills, in a gloomy forest, the death lords carrying weapons slowly approached a hidden cave. The leader Safarul raised his palm, and the others
The people stopped advancing and surrounded the cave silently.
"Shua"
Tyrion's figure appeared behind his brothers. He walked to Saurfang and asked softly:
"Confirmed?"
"Um!"
The orc nodded, pointed to the cave ahead and said:
"That little thing is very cunning. It has left footprints all over the Grizzly Bear Hills to confuse us. The bear tribes nearby regard it as the incarnation of Ursoc and help it hide, but its soul is too volatile.
Conspicuous, in our eyes, it shines like a light in the dark night."
"Then go and bring it out."
Tyrion waved his finger, Luminas and Yrel approached the cave from left to right, while Rogelio and Serent held bows and stood guard outside the cave, accompanied by a slightly childish sound.
The bear roared, and the whole cave seemed to shake. Apparently, the prey had been caught in the net.
"Danas has searched almost all of Northrend for this little guy. It's not easy."
Saurfang put the weapon back behind him, looked back at the Grizzly Hills under the night, and then said to Tyrion:
"I said, you brought us all out this time, not just for this little guy, right? Although it has powerful talents, it is only a larva after all. This hunting lineup is a bit too luxurious."
"Um"
Tyrion nodded:
"Of course it's not just for it, Zul'Drak, you know, Danas said that the trolls over there summoned their Loa gods to resist our army. The entities of those Loa gods in the world are not very strong.
, but it is very suitable as a test subject..."
The high lord looked at Saurfang next to him and asked:
"Speaking of which, do you like keeping pets?"
"Well, you've got me confused by asking this question."
Saurfang took off his helmet and tucked it under his arm. He said to Tyrion:
"When Blackhand and I were young, we needed one or two hounds or war wolves to help us hunt in the world of Draenor. I do like these loyal war beasts, but I think what you are asking me is definitely not
That’s what it means, right?”
"Well, I'm trying to make some death demigods."
Tyrion rubbed his chin and said to Saurfang:
"But the soul samples of the wild demigods are always limited. I need some materials that I can experiment with boldly. Loa, who also exists in the form of a beast spirit, is very suitable. I need those samples, and the more the better."
The high lord patted Saurfang on the shoulder:
"Life and death should enjoy a balance. Since the existence of the life demigod is regarded as the manifestation of life energy in this world, then we should also have the death demigod representing the existence of death... This is not just a symbol, it
More important than mere symbolism."
"Weird idea."
Saurfang glanced at the high lord, but then he shrugged:
"But it's worth trying. Okay, I will take the remaining people to Zul'Drak and try to capture those Loa, but based on my understanding of Loa, it will be difficult to capture Loa's soul fragments in this world.
"
"Just do your best."
Tyrion raised his head. In front of him, Yrel was holding a silver-white soul bear that was constantly struggling and screaming out of the cave. The appearance of the bear was exactly like the legendary bear god Ursok.
Exactly the same.
"Boss, is it feasible for you to leave the Green Dragon Queen alone in the Dark Temple?"
The moment Tyrion reached out to take the soul bear, Luminas suddenly asked with great interest:
"Do you need me to watch over her?"
"Need not!"
The great lord held the struggling soul bear in his arms. He looked at the naturally evolving beast spirit and whispered:
"If she dares to be dishonest, little Yuna will throw her into the world of death without hesitation. I think that world that is indifferent enough will give her a real... lesson!"