Crassus' vision blurred for a while, and he saw a ball of black flames. In the flames was the shadow of a monster, wrapped around chains, and rushing towards him with its teeth and claws.
"No, this is not true." Krasus refused to believe it. It was obvious from Ysera's words that the person possessed might be his dear queen, Alexstrasza.
Ysera, who was in the deepest part of her nightmare, lowered her eyes:
"Initially we suspected Deathwing, but more and more evidence showed that Deathwing was wronged, our memories had been tampered with, the Titan was hiding something, and we knew nothing about the power of the Maw.
Maybe it's not a simple possession, but the use of magic we don't understand. In short, the ancient evil is hidden among us."
Crassus saw a glimmer of hope. Perhaps Her Majesty the Queen had not completely sunk, been suppressed, or was sealed.
"We still have hope, right?" Crassus expected: "I can save my queen."
Ysera's nine heads all showed confused expressions:
"I don't know. The person who knows the most about the Maw is Deathwing. He once went deep into that terrible place and paid the price."
"Thank you, Queen of Dreams." Krasus expressed his sincere gratitude: "I will try my best to figure everything out, even if I have to sacrifice my life, for my dear Alexstrasza."
Ysera sighed softly, and the eyes of the nine heads were fully opened, showing various colors, red, blue, green, black, gold... there were eyes of every color.
"The Titans, the Moon Goddess Elune, are trying their best to hide something. I know your details, Korestraz, while I can still stay awake, I will give you some pointers, go see Deathwing, and then think
Find a way to rescue your queen. If you still can't find the answer, you can only make a final attempt."
After hesitating for a long time, Ysera made up her mind: "Watcher's Vault, Illidan Stormrage."
"Illidan?" Krasus was confused.
Ysera whispered: "That Illidan is not Malfurion's brother. When the night elves encounter a crisis, they will release Illidan. We have observed it secretly, and the power he shows is incredible. I guess
His origin may be related to the Maw, you must be careful, only the Moon Goddess Elune can suppress him."
"I will be careful," Crassus replied.
Krasus and Robbie left the Emerald Dream, thinking about something along the way.
Robbie speculated about the relationship between the ancient evil in the Maw and the Titans. Both the Titans and Elune were protecting the ancient evil. Is it a cooperative relationship or using each other?
Krasus was thinking about how to meet Deathwing. If meeting the other dragon kings was difficult due to their status differences, meeting Deathwing was a choice between life and death.
"Let's go to Lordaeron and meet Lord Presto." Robbie suggested.
Krasus was startled. He came from the future and of course knew that Lord Presto was Deathwing.
"Does Deathwing owe you money?" Krasus asked expectantly.
Robbie paused: "I have never dealt with Deathwing. In Lordaeron, he should not be too presumptuous."
Deathwing is active in the upper class society of Lordaeron as Lord Davar Presto. Looking at this period of history from the future, people are often full of questions. What is his purpose?
It is absolutely impossible to do it for the mere territory of Oakland, nor for a few dragon eggs. If it is to destroy the alliance, it does not seem to be in line with his temperament.
The two came to the Royal City of Lordaeron, and Robbie wrote a secret letter and sent it to King Terenas through a client.
In this era, Robbie disguised himself as Alessor Sunwatcher, a low-key wealthy man. This identity brought a lot of conveniences, so much so that he was immediately summoned by the king.
Robbie declined the grand welcome ceremony on the grounds of keeping a low profile and only agreed to meet in private.
This wronged Krasus, who could not appear as his true identity and had to disguise himself as Robbie's personal bodyguard.
Under the guidance of the palace guards, Robbie and Crassus arrived at King Terenas' private study, where someone had already been waiting.
Directly across from the long table is an old man in gold and white royal robes, King Terenas, the Lord of Lordaeron. On the left is Uther, the Lightbringer, who is wearing golden armor and has an arrogant expression. The weapon Earthshaker is
Placed next to him, on the right is a tall black-haired nobleman, Lord Davar Presto, also known as Deathwing.
Based on the strong financial resources of Alessel Sunwatcher, Robbie successfully met the most famous figure in Lordaeron.
King Terenas stood up to greet him, trying to hold Robbie's hand with his broad palm, but was coldly rejected.
His Majesty the King was not annoyed at all. Many high elves had mysophobia. He laughed and said, "Welcome, distinguished envoy of Silvermoon City."
Robbie frowned and said: "I am not a special envoy, just a member of the Sacred Relic Society."
The Society of Sacred Relics is an archaeological organization of the high elves, which is in direct opposition to the Explorers Association of Ironforge. Alessel Sunwatcher made a fortune by reselling relics through his status as a noble of Silvermoon City. Of course, this is only his huge wealth.
a small portion of income.
Lord Presto raised his head and scanned the visitor's face with his sharp eyes.
Robbie found a chair and sat down, regardless of etiquette, he said straightforwardly:
"I'm very busy and don't want to waste time. I'm mainly interested in the orcs in the shelter. If I can kill them all and make them into hard meat, I'm willing to pay a lot of money."
Hearing this, Uther the Lightbringer glared angrily and stood up: "Do you know what you are talking about? Orcs are kind and kind, how could you have such evil thoughts?"
Robbie said tit for tat: "In order to defeat the orcs, Silvermoon City has made great sacrifices. The orcs are more annoying than the Amani trolls. Maybe you would like to see Lordaeron collapse because of the orcs, and all the people become orcs."
food.”
"It's ridiculous and unreasonable. Being an enemy of the orcs is an enemy of me and an enemy of Azeroth." Uther yelled angrily.
King Terenas said as politely as possible: "My envoy, my original intention is to ask you to donate some money to feed the poor orcs in the shelter. In order to feed the orcs, the Lordaeron palace staff only eat one meal a day.
From my point of view, the orcs are my dearest children. Seeing them suffer makes my heart pierce with daggers, and I wish I could cut off the flesh from my body."
"Why not cut it?" Robbie asked, "The meat of you and Uther is enough for two orcs to eat for a week."
It was so rude, Crassus winked repeatedly, but Robbie remained unmoved and stared into the king's eyes.
King Terenas looked confused, seemingly at a loss, and an angry Uther grabbed the Earthshaker.
"This is very interesting." Lord Presto stood up and said, "Your Majesty the King, I have advised you long ago that if you don't kill those filthy orcs, you will be eaten by them sooner or later."
Robbie turned to look at him, secretly surprised, could Deathwing's real target be the orcs?
Lord Prestor continued: "If you give all the orcs to me, I guarantee that they will be treated well."