The ten years of the Dark Portal were a rare era of peace in Azeroth, but also the beginning of the Age of Sin, which paved the way for the subsequent wars between the Alliance and the Horde.
The second war ended, the damn green-skinned orcs were imprisoned in the asylum, and the overall situation of the war with the orcs was decided.
The Eastern Kingdom is not peaceful at the moment. Grom Hellscream's Warsong clan is still wandering in the wilderness. Blackhand's two sons are kings in Blackrock Tower. Orgrim Doomhammer has emerged from the darkness of Lordaeron.
The city fled, and the Dragonmaw clan entrenched themselves in the mountains of Grim Batol, firmly controlling Khaz Modan.
It is a pity that King Terenas, as the leader of the alliance, is indifferent to the orcs and focuses on fighting for the ownership of the Kingdom of Alterac.
"King Terenas is a stupid old guy. Gul'dan deliberately tried to kill King Lion, but he never thought of assassinating King Terenas because he is not as threatening as a cockroach."
Along the way, Krasus chattered endlessly to cover up his fear of the eternal dragon. As the red dragon queen's most trusted spouse, he knew how terrifying the dragon king's power was.
Robbie saw through his fear and did not let him meet with Mnoz more, but plunged directly into the space door.
When Krasus woke up, they had been in the Dark Portal for ten years.
"My dear old friend!" Krasus was not used to Robbie's vigorous behavior and wanted to find some topics to talk about: "Although this is not the first time to travel through time, at least I should make some preparations. The last time I was invited
Traveling through time and space, my friends prepared a grand farewell ceremony."
Robbie said without mercy: "I know that you were tied to the dragon-binding stake by Thrall and were about to be eaten."
Krasus's expression immediately dropped and he murmured: "That's not my fault. Thrall is so strong, who can refuse his dragon meat banquet."
"Don't want to see what you were doing in the ten years of the Dark Portal?" Robbie reminded: "This is Dalaran, oh, Dalaran under reconstruction."
Krasus looked around and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Dalaran is always being rebuilt."
Dalaran mages have always been aloof. They master transcendent magic and are as mysterious as gods in front of mortals.
However, in front of the orcs, Dalaran is even less vulnerable than the kobolds.
Six years after the Dark Portal, the main force of the orcs has been defeated, and most of the orcs have been imprisoned in asylums.
Eight years after the Dark Portal, the death knight Talon Bloodfiend led an elite team to open the Dark Portal again and traveled a long way to reach Dalaran.
As a result, the vulnerable Dalaran fell in front of the orcs again, and Talon Gorefiend successfully took away the artifact, the Eye of Dalaran.
Afterwards, all the countries in the alliance felt incredible. Even if the Dalaran mages were a bunch of stupid pigs, they would not be defeated so quickly.
Looking around, Dalaran, which was destroyed by Archimonde ten years later, is being rebuilt. Countless workers are busy, and some buildings have begun to take shape.
Crassus was a little afraid: "I can't meet myself, otherwise unpredictable consequences will occur."
"It doesn't matter. Let's observe remotely. Give me a scale." Robbie stretched out his hand.
Krasus hesitated for a moment, then took out a scale that had fallen off for a long time and handed it to Robbie.
Robbie inserted the scales on a magic crystal, and a clear scene appeared.
On the shore of Lake Lordamre, Krasus, in human form, spoke tenderly of love to a woman.
The woman has delicate features and is naturally charming, but she has strange pupils that are not human-like.
"Who is this woman?" Robbie asked.
Krasus said shyly: "She is the most beautiful woman in the Red Dragon Clan, Lisa."
"Lisa?" Robbie frowned: "Aren't you afraid that Her Majesty the Queen will peel off your skin?"
Crassus said firmly: "If I can lick Lisa, death will be worth it."
"Okay!" Robbie understood. Krasus was still alive, which proved to be another fruitless unrequited love.
Robbie smiled and said: "The Red Dragon Queen was enslaved by the Dragon Roar clan to lay dragon eggs, but you are seducing girls by Lake Lordamre."
Staring angrily at himself who had been in the Dark Portal for ten years, Krasus said aggrievedly: "These are all orders from the Red Dragon Queen."
Robbie said with a solemn expression: "If you want to dig out the truth, you can only visit those big shots. During this time, Deathwing is active in the political arena as Lord Presto. We can ask him for advice."
Krasus's lips turned white: "Are you crazy to ask Deathwing for advice? You don't understand Deathwing. Without enough benefits, it will be difficult for us to impress him."
Robbie nodded: "Deathwing is only the last choice. Maybe we can ask a few other dragon kings to find some clues in the name of asking for help."
Krasus flinched slightly and said uncomfortably: "Dragon Kings are difficult to deal with. Of course they are much safer than Deathwing. Okay, let's try to visit."
In the ice-covered Northrend, Robbie and Krasus came to the north of the Demonic Nexus and searched among the rolling snow-capped mountains.
"If I remember correctly, the Blue Dragon King Malygos fell into depression at this moment and left the Demonic Nexus to self-exile." Krasus searched according to his memory and found traces in a mountain col.
There are traces of giant reptiles walking on the hard ice and snow, and the huge footprints prove that this is a dragon king.
There is a dark cave at the bottom of the mountain col. In the cube of ice at the entrance, there is a huge mammoth frozen in it, with kobolds crawling on its body.
Krasus shrank his neck and said timidly: "It seems that Malygos is not in a good mood. Do we really want to disturb him?"
"It's easier to ask for the truth when you're emotionally unstable." Robbie led the way into the cave. Krasus hesitated and followed.
The cave has obviously been repaired. The walls are covered with a thick layer of ice, and there are magic gems set at every other section. It looks like it should be a villa of Malygos.
Huge ice cones hang from the top of the cave, and many of them have been damaged. Judging from the residual magical aura, it should be Malygos.
The evidence shows that this dragon king is emotionally unstable and can no longer control his actions.
After walking a while inside, the two found some corpses frozen into ice sculptures. Krasus noticed several strong ice trolls, whose bodies were torn apart.
"Is it an intruder?" Crassus wondered.
Robbie shook his head: "No one dares to invade the palace of a dragon king. They should be servants of Malygos."
Crassus asked worriedly: "Will we die here?"
Robbie shrugged and said, "Who knows, but a crazy Dragon King should be easier to deal with than a rational Dragon King."
Crassus had a magic at the ready and was ready to escape.
At the bottom of the cave there is a crystal-like palace, made of precious magic gems. The palace is so big that even five dragon kings will not be crowded.
Huddled in the corner of the palace was a thin figure with an elf-like face and a gorgeous blue robe.
Unfortunately, there was something wrong with his transformation spell. His mouth was full of dragon fangs, his right arm was covered with thick scales, dragging a long tail, and his pupils were like those of a beast, staring at the two visitors.
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The tyrannical dragon's power rushed toward him, and Crassus staggered and almost fell to his knees.
There is no doubt that this is the Blue Dragon King Malygos, who has become like this for some unknown reason.