Legend has it that in the deepest part of the Emerald Nightmare, a dark and hopeless place where even the Nightmare King Xavius dares not set foot, hides a terrifying monster.
The monster looks like a giant dragon with three heads, each with an evil eye between its eyebrows.
Legend has it that not even Xavius dared to look at this monster.
Legends are just legends after all, and the world doesn't know that this monster is one of Ysera's many nightmare forms.
Among the five guardian dragons, Ysera is a relatively low-key one and is probably the weakest in strength, but few people know that her true strength is hidden in nightmares.
Ysera in nightmare form walked up to Il'gynoth, the Tree of Prophecy, with her head held high, and Xavius, Malfurion, and Cenarius stood up to greet her.
"I hope Velen will not let us down." Ysera's expression was calm, and the nightmare had no impact on her emotions.
Xavius shrugged and said: "I was expecting Velen to disappoint me, but unfortunately things turned out to be the opposite. Il'gynoth scanned Velen's memory and came up with an astonishing prophecy."
Ysera's eyes were aggressive: "Il'gynoth's prophecies have always been obscure and difficult to understand. Have you understood them thoroughly?"
Malfurion on the side said sadly: "There is no need to understand, the prophecy has never been so clear, I am very desperate."
Cenarius fell to the ground and said feebly: "The truth makes me unable to think. I just want to hide in the depths of the nightmare forever."
Ysera sneered: "Malfurion, Xavius, I always thought you were very courageous, how could you be easily defeated by the prophecy?"
Xavius smiled bitterly and said: "Because this is far more terrifying than a nightmare. I still remember Velen often said: Not all wanderers have lost themselves."
Ysera nodded.
Xavius spread his hands and said: "The Draenei have lost themselves, but Velen has never been lost. He has a purpose in leading the Draenei wandering."
Il'gynoth made a buzzing sound, and the power of nightmare formed a starry sky scene. On the intricate star map, the wandering route of the Draenei was drawn.
Xavius sighed: "We thought the Draenei were just miserable wanderers in the starry sky. Unfortunately, we were all wrong. After escaping from the planet Argus, the Draenei visited thousands of civilizations, without exception.
These civilizations have been destroyed, and the draenei are the scourge of the universe."
"Burning Legion?" Ysera came to the conclusion naturally.
Xavius shook his head: "Not just the Burning Legion, but also the Holy Light Legion, but they call it salvation."
Ysera's expression became solemn as Xavius continued to explain:
"The Draenei visit the cosmic civilization according to a specific trajectory. If the civilization has been eroded by the void and is hopeless, it will be destroyed by the Burning Legion. If the civilization successfully resists the invasion of the void, the Holy Light will spread the faith, and then the Holy Light will
Judgment came, civilization was destroyed, and it became a breeding ground for the Naaru."
Ysera gritted her teeth and said: "The Holy Light and the Burning Legion are one."
"They are not necessarily in the same group. They maintain a certain tacit understanding." Savvis analyzed.
"Then why Draenor was spared? The Draenei have lived on this planet for hundreds of years." Ysera asked.
Xavius touched his chin and said: "This must be an accident. Velen doesn't know the truth. The Draenei are very strict in their choice of civilization. Only the development of starship civilization will become their goal. The world of Draenor is far away."
Far from qualified. Velen originally didn't want to enter the world of Draenor, but unfortunately the Draenei fleet was accidentally destroyed and had to make an emergency landing in Draenor.
"In Draenor, the Draenei came into contact with the orcs. Velen learned from the void forces that the orcs had some kind of connection with the moon god Elune. The Holy Light and Velen both thought this was an opportunity, and they might be able to dig into it.
The secret of the moon god Elune was revealed, and later the Burning Legion also became involved. In order to test the potential of the orcs, they simply tempted the orcs to kill the draenei. Azeroth could have stayed out of the matter, but unfortunately Medivh opened the Dark Portal and participated.
into this mess.”
Ysera was silent for a while and asked: "You haven't said what the prophecy is yet."
The tree of prophecy, Il'gynos, moved.
Velen's memory is enough to give a clear prophecy. This time it is not words, but scenes of the future are presented to everyone.
The work at Washuku was completed, and it was a huge pyramid-shaped building.
A golden beam of light traveled through endless time and space, falling straight from the sky. The entire Draenor world was filled with holy light, and all living creatures praised the holy light loudly.
Several bright naaru landed in Draenor, and then countless golden portals appeared across Azeroth. The faith of the Holy Light spread throughout Azeroth like a plague.
Gradually, there is only one voice in the two worlds of Draenor and Azeroth, and that is praising the Holy Light.
The Holy Light makes living beings forget their pain and hunger. Finally, the body rots, leaving only the soul, which praises the Holy Light together with the dead rising from the dust.
The souls praising the Holy Light gradually gathered together, forming several huge vortices, where massive souls merged, and Naaru was conceived in it.
Xavius said worriedly: "This is the destined future of Draenor and Azeroth, the real final moment. Of course, before that there is the plan of the moon god Elune, and Igynos has already prophesied it.
The form tells us.”
Ysera asked in a cold voice: "When will the final moment happen?"
Xavius shook his head: "I don't know, maybe thousands of years later, maybe in the past few years, the Holy Light Age has accelerated this process."
"Damn it, can't we do something?" Ysera roared angrily.
Several people present were silent. Facing a behemoth like the Legion of Light, Azeroth's strength was far from enough.
Temple of the Moon.
Under the command of Magatha, the light-forged tauren cast spells together, and the golden light formed a large net, shrouding the flying "Ysera".
Tyrande looked closely and found that the golden light was composed of countless symbols. Under the influence of these symbols, "Ysera" was unable to move.
Then, all the light-forged tauren entered a state of meditation and loudly praised the Holy Light.
"Ysera" in the net struggled fiercely. As the symbols penetrated deep into her body, "Ysera" seemed to have no strength and remained motionless.
"Ysera's" pair of dragon eyes gradually lost their way, and they couldn't help but praise the Holy Light together.
Viren hid aside and peeked, feeling secretly happy.
As the light-forged tauren praised, more and more holy light penetrated into "Ysera"'s body, and the tyrannical power of nightmare actually showed signs of dissolving under the influence of the holy light.
The black and red color of "Ysera" gradually faded, replaced by a large area of golden light.
Finally, after the tauren's praises ended, "Ysera" spread out a pair of golden wings, and the first golden dragon in the history of Azeroth was born.
Magatha said piously: "Ysera, the light-forged dragon, congratulations on getting rid of the control of the nightmare."
"Ysela" made no sound, and her eyes showed confusion.
Velen walked out excitedly, waving his arms and loudly said: "This is not a light-forged dragon, this is a sacred dragon. The great sacred dragon was born."
Tyrande chuckled and said: "Velan, you are really good at calculating. It's a pity that you are destined to fail."