Fording was tortured miserably and begged: "I said, I said, I am a void creature who claims to be the protector of the Thunder God clan. He ordered me to do this and promised me to become the king of Stormwind City and command the Ai."
All humans on Xerath.”
"Is it Gromgar?"
The black skeletal dragon was stunned for a moment, Fording's eyes quickly dimmed, and a golden light spurted out from the top of his head, escaping into the space rift above Theramore.
"It's both true and false, Fording, you are indeed cunning enough."
The black skeletal dragon didn't stop for long, grabbed Fording's remains and flew towards the direction of Razor Highlands before disappearing.
Krasus breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Sylvanas' dance is almost over, and Theramore is about to become an eternal kingdom of death."
Robbie asked: "Do you know what the Kingdom of Death is?"
Krasus felt something strange. As a dragon mage in the game world, he had experienced nothing in the long years, but in front of this blood elf, he was like a child. His knowledge and experience were completely suppressed, but there was nothing he could do about it.
, could only reply:
"I heard Her Majesty the Queen say that it is like the Undercity."
Robbie said calmly: "It's not that simple. The Kodo cemetery in Desolation, the final burial place of Kodo, is an unstable primary death kingdom. The eternal death kingdom is
The final destination of all the dead in Azeroth. When we approach the end of our lives, you and I will instinctively come here and wait quietly for death."
As Sylvanas' dance ended, the music on the airship also entered its finale.
The Gate of Holy Light in the center of Theramore has been dyed black by the power of death, and a blue flame rises into the sky. This is extremely pure soul fire. The skeletons stopped dancing and knelt around the soul fire.
Come down and worship.
Instead of disappearing, the dark clouds over Theramore formed a hemispherical dark sky, covering the entire island and a sea area.
Like a ghost, the buildings before Theramore reappeared, with a solid castle in the city center, a tall mage tower, heavily guarded barracks, inns, rows of stone houses, ships docked on the pier, and mountains of goods.
The skeleton turned into white bones and sank into the ground. People appeared on the street, including nobles in gorgeous clothes, patrolling guards in armor, rough-looking adventurers, vendors hawking along the street, and coolies on the dock squatting under the corners and smoking.
Tobacco bag, the little thief looked for the target with a stern look, and the scene of Theramore's past suddenly reappeared.
Unfortunately, it was always quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned by the sight before them. Chen Stormstout murmured: "Is this the eternal kingdom of death?"
Khadgar nodded: "The power of death envelopes Theramore. Only souls can pass through here. Neither ogres nor orcs can pass through."
Sylvanas returned to the airship, her eyes still blurred. Zhu Taran looked at Chen Stormstout in the distance. Their eyes met, and their hostility did not diminish at all.
Khadgar smiled and said: "It's time to deal with Taran Zhu. The pandaren in the Valley of Eternal Blossoms can only have one leader."
Krasus carefully threw the golden ball given by the queen. The golden ball floated in the sky above Theramore, absorbing a little of the soul fire, just like stealing a bowl of water from the lake.
Only at the beginning of the formation of the Kingdom of Death can one have the opportunity to steal the Soul Fire. If he wants to obtain it later, he will have to pay a heavy price.
Seeing Krasus carefully retracting the golden ball filled with soul fire, Robbie asked deeply:
"Have you really decided?"
Crassus looked puzzled.
Robbie said in a deep voice: "Krassus, you are the Red Dragon Queen's most trusted partner and are proficient in almost all magic. Can't you guess what the Red Dragon Queen wants this soul fire for?"
Crassus' face was dark, with a struggling expression on his face: "I have guessed something, but I can't doubt the queen, I can't do it."
Robbie said sternly: "I think you should understand that creating the sacred dragon is just a pretense. It's best if it succeeds. If you fail, you won't lose anything. What the queen wants is the resentment of the red dragon clan, and their souls become Galakrond's."
nourishment, and finally use the fire of the soul to ignite Galakrond’s bones and gain rebirth.”
"Stop talking." Crassus covered his head and whined in pain.
Robbie continued:
"Once the Red Dragon Queen succeeds, all the red dragons will die and become the nourishment for Galakrond's resurrection. Over the years, the Red Dragon Queen has been studying the secrets of Galakrond, and she has become more and more like the father of dragons.
, but it will take at least ten thousand years to become the real Galakrond. The coming of the Holy Light made the Queen aware of the crisis, so she decided to take a shortcut and resurrect Galakrond, and the Queen will merge with him."
"No, no, that's not the case." Krasus refused to admit: "Although this is the most reasonable speculation, Her Majesty the Queen will never abandon the Red Dragon Clan. I believe her."
Robbie said regretfully: "In fact, this is the kindest guess. The truth will only be more terrifying and unacceptable. Have you never doubted that Galakrond is really dead? The body of the Red Dragon Queen
Who is the soul inside?"
Krasus's body trembled violently: "Nonsense, you don't have any evidence."
Robbie said regretfully: "I have doubted it ever since the Red Dragon Queen was willing to be enslaved by the Dragonmaw Clan. Krasus, as Her Majesty the Queen's most trusted companion, why didn't you rescue her?"
Crassus looked embarrassed.
When the Red Dragon Queen was under threat, Krasus, as a member of the Kirin Tor Council, was fully capable of mobilizing the best mages in Dalaran to form a team to save the Red Dragon Queen.
What is shocking is that Krasus found Ronin to do this, and he actually stood by and watched.
At that time, Ronin was notorious and a scourge of Dalaran. His strength was not outstanding. If no miracle happened, he would only be an extra dish in the Dragonmaw clan's dinner.
Crassus murmured: "Her Majesty the Queen ordered me not to meddle in other people's business."
Robbie sighed and said: "It's a pity that you violated the Queen's order and sent Luo Ning, and he unexpectedly succeeded. You secretly rejoiced, but you didn't know that you fell into a trap."
Krasus said painfully: "I have investigated, and yes, there is something wrong with Ronin's success. There are too many coincidences. Even if the great magister Antonidas takes action, it is like a pile of ore falling from a cliff.
It fell down and was actually assembled into Dalaran's most advanced magic puppet. But everything seemed particularly reasonable, seamless, and without any flaws."
Robbie stared into his eyes: "I have a way that may help you find the truth."
Krasus quickly guessed: "Are you talking about the Cave of Time? That timeline is sealed, and even Nozdormu's resurrection can't do anything about it."
Robbie smiled and said: "Who said traveling through time and space requires a bronze dragon."
"You mean, Eternal Dragon!"
Krasus took a step back suddenly, looked at Robbie warily, and then looked at the golden sphere in his palm, hesitating the whole time.