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Chapter 1580: Deceiving the Dragon King

In order to save Azeroth, everyone is expendable.

Viren did not expect that it would finally be his turn to sacrifice.

Krasus led several adult dragons to sneak attack Velen with lightning speed, and then hung him on Wyrmrest Temple and whipped him in public.

Velen was tortured to the point of dying, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his two heads were dripping with blood. He finally calmed down the candidate's anger.

Afterwards, Krasus personally threw Velen into the deepest part of the Eternal Sea, a dangerous area where ships dare not approach, and watched his body sink into the sea and be eaten by countless sea creatures.

Robbie couldn't say he sympathized with Viren's experience, and he didn't want to interfere.

The reason why he ventured into Dragonblight was because Kel'Thuzad detected a terrifying undead wave. Before Arthas left Azeroth, he noticed this abnormal wave. The source was Galakrond's Tomb in Dragonblight.

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Galakrond, the ancestral dragon from ancient times, his soul has not really died and is waiting for rebirth.

To this end, the Scourge Mages of Icecrown Citadel set up a research team to study Galakrond's bones.

The mountains and terrain of Northrend form a natural magic circle. The location of Galakrond's Tomb is very subtle. It is the core of the magic circle and an excellent place to raise corpses.

I don’t know who arranged such a big move. Galakrond’s resurrection is difficult to reverse.

What is very reassuring is that it will be safe for at least a thousand years.

It's a pity that God's calculations are not as good as those of man. The red dragons built the Holy Light Array at Galakrond's Tomb. The red dragons who worked day and night were filled with resentment. In addition, a large number of red dragons died of exhaustion. The corpse aura caused Galakrond's bones to explode.

Changes have accelerated the process of raising corpses.

Robbie used the identity of Alessel Sunwatcher to exchange the body of the red dragon for dozens of magic puppets, which were transported to Wyrmrest Temple through the portal. Unfortunately, this was only a drop in the bucket.

On this day, the cold wind howled, and Robbie followed Crassus to the Tomb of Galakrond.

The bones of the ancestral dragon Galakrond are scattered throughout the Dragonblight. The so-called Tomb of Galakrond is a completely preserved skull and a few vertebrae. The bones have not decayed for thousands of years. Compared with this, the adult dragon is equivalent to

The size of a little toe.

In the biting cold wind, countless red dragons worked hard. In order to ensure the progress of the construction period, even the young dragons were not spared.

After many days of torture, the dragon's eyes were cloudy and lifeless, almost like a walking zombie. Most of the dragons were so skinny that their ribs were clearly visible.

"I don't know how long this kind of torture will last." Krasus was so anxious that his hair turned white: "We don't have enough control over this technology. After the project was completed, it was dismantled and reworked many times. I'm worried that even if all the dragons

Even if we are exhausted here, we still cannot complete the Holy Light Array."

Before he finished speaking, a giant dragon suddenly fell down, its body falling from the cliff like a kite with its string broken, its eyes widening, and a relieved smile.

"Why don't you report the situation here to the Red Dragon Queen?" Robbie asked curiously. Although the Red Dragon Queen is more cruel, she is not unreasonable.

Seeing that there was no one around, Crassus lowered his voice and said: "Unfortunately, Her Majesty the Queen has entered a period of emotional irritability and will not listen to anyone."

"What do you mean?" Robbie didn't quite understand.

Crassus explained in a low voice: "Her Majesty the Queen's mood fluctuates in cycles, reincarnating once every three thousand years. It should be a stable period now, but she somehow entered a violent period early."

Robbie's heart sank. Women's emotions are closely related to the moon. Is it because of the moon god Elune?

Stroking the cold and snow-white bones, Robby clearly felt that the aura of the undead contained in it was dignified and pure. Although not much was leaked, once it exploded it would be earth-shattering.

After thinking carefully for a while, Robbie suddenly asked: "I remember that the Tomb of Galakrond contains the bones of many storm giants."

Krasus nodded: "A long time ago, there was a tribe of storm giants living here. I don't know what happened and they were suddenly wiped out. Later, the undead natural disaster resurrected some storm giants."

Pointing to the snow-covered ground, Robbie affirmed: "There are more skeletons of storm giants here. Why not resurrect them as undead creatures, so as to reduce the burden on the dragon family."

Crassus was startled and whispered: "Are you crazy? Her Majesty will never allow the undead to defile Galakrond's bones."

Robbie looked at the white sky, where the dragons were working so hard, and lamented: "It doesn't matter, just put all the responsibility on me, just say that I used undead puppets to replace Dalaran's magic puppets.

If Her Majesty the Queen is angry, let him come to me, Alessel Sunwatcher, and I am willing to bear all the costs."

Krasus was moved to tears: "My old friend, you are really a great benefactor to the Red Dragon Clan, but this is so unfair to you."

Robbie waved his hand and said: "What does it matter? I know some Dalaran mages who specialize in necromancy. They only need to get the scroll of the undead to resurrect the storm giant. By the way, they need to use some simple illusion magic to cover it up."

, we can’t let the Red Dragon Queen know, and we must beware of other red dragons.”

Although these red dragons are exhausted to death, it is difficult to guarantee that some of them will not give secrets to the queen.

Krasus thought for a long time: "I will be careful."

Robbie commanded magic puppets to resurrect a large number of storm giants and cover them with illusion magic circles. Because of the addition of storm giants, the work intensity of the red dragon clan was greatly reduced.

Of course, Robbie was not without selfish motives. He used these storm giants to study Galakrond's bones privately. Robbie had a hunch that there must be a conspiracy hidden behind this.

After some time passed like this, both Robbie and Krasus were careful enough so that the Red Dragon Queen did not notice any abnormalities.

One day, Krasus found Robbie and said mysteriously:

"Her Majesty the Queen has asked me to go to Theramore to fetch something."

"What's in Theramore?" Robbie was confused.

Krasus shook his head and said: "Her Majesty the Queen just gave me a golden ball. When it comes to Theramore, you will know. The Queen in the irritable period is unreasonable. I dare not ask more. I always feel that this matter is not simple.

I would like to ask for your help for reference."

The recent war in Theramore has been in a stalemate. The light-forged orcs of Chen Stormstout and Taran Zhu have repeatedly fought for this land, and the number of casualties has exceeded one million.

The ruins of Theramore were such a small area, stained red by blood again and again, and Robbie suddenly understood something.

"So that's it, what a good plan!"

Krasus returned to his dragon form, and Robbie stood on his back and flew to Theramore Island, hiding quietly aside.

At this moment, the Theramore Peninsula is filled with stench. Around the Gate of Holy Light, bones are piled up like mountains. There is no time to dispose of the rotting corpses. The marine life in the surrounding sea has long been overcrowded. The rotting corpses on the coast have polluted the sea water and become sticky.

Like sauce.

But even so, the two sides still did not give up the fight, and the ferocious-looking light-forged orcs rushed towards each other desperately.

Looking from afar, Theramore is shrouded in a layer of darkness, and even though the sun is shining brightly, it still feels bitingly cold.

That is the endless power of death.


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