Six years after the Dark Portal, the Horde launched the final battle against the Alliance, the capital attack and defense of the Kingdom of Lordaeron. Everything originally went smoothly.
Because Gul'dan led his cronies to the Tomb of Sargeras to find the power of the devil, and took away half of the soldiers, causing the battle to fall short.
People have mixed opinions about Gul'dan's behavior, which reflects the orc's behavior.
As long as he is strong, it is enough. He doesn't care about the life and death of his tribe. After that, many orcs agreed with Gul'dan's approach.
Four years later, an evil spirit took control of Nekros, and Gul'dan returned.
Soaring into the sky, looking at the dragons as if they were reptiles, the orcs seemed to have seen that arrogant hero again.
"Lord Gul'dan, he is still alive."
Discussions arose among the orcs, and many orcs were so excited that tears filled their eyes.
The Red Dragon Queen felt the incredible power in Gul'dan's aura, those strange powers that he could not understand, which made his heart sink suddenly.
All existences are afraid of the unknown.
"How did you get out of the Tomb of Sargeras?" the Red Dragon Queen asked tentatively.
"Who do you think you are, an incompetent waste who was caught in the Maw, but you dare to question me, whether you live or die, it's your choice." A voice that sounded like Gul'dan yelled.
The Red Dragon Queen's face was troubled, how could she give up so easily after countless years of planning.
"Get out of this reptile's body, or I will deny you eternal life. I will capture your soul and make you suffer forever."
Ysera, Malygos, and Nozdormu all looked at the little figure uneasily.
The souls controlling Nekros are so powerful that they seem to be able to skin and debone them at any time.
"You don't have much time. I'm counting to three. To be honest, I just lack a soul to build an artifact." The voice that sounded like Gul'dan continued to threaten.
"I was wrong. Please forgive me. Azeroth belongs to the orcs. I will quit."
The Red Dragon Queen raised her head, exhaled two dark breaths, entangled each other and flew into the sky.
At the same time, Ysera, Malygos, and Nozdormu's three dragon kings each rushed out a dark aura from their heads. The five auras merged into one and violently rubbed against the air, causing a harsh scream and flying quickly.
It quickly disappeared in the direction of the endless sea.
Having driven away the arrogant ancient evil in this way, Krasus showed a look of disbelief.
Krasus guessed that the ancient evil was not afraid of Gul'dan, but the supporter behind him, the moon god Elune.
Robbie breathed a sigh of relief: "It looks like the Gul'dan I disguised is very similar."
The Red Dragon Queen woke up, an evil look flashed in her eyes, then confusion and confusion appeared, and she asked in surprise:
"What's going on? Why am I here? You are all here too."
Krasus noticed something strange for a moment and whispered: "Why do I feel something bad."
Robbie said regretfully: "The Red Dragon Queen has been fused with the ancient evil for too long, and she has been affected for a long time. Her nature will not change."
But the wisdom and ability have deteriorated, otherwise the Red Dragon Clan would not have suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Mount Hyjal.
Krasus said desperately: "Is this the answer I got? The ancient evil is still alive and still hiding in a corner of Azeroth. My queen has never stopped cooperating with him."
"You have to make a change," Robbie advised.
Crassus took out the golden ball filled with soul fire and was supposed to destroy it. He hesitated and whispered:
"This is not a good idea. I have to solve the problem once and for all. I have a plan."
On the ground, a large area of orcs knelt and shouted Gul'dan's name.
Gul'dan's voice was full of ridicule: "You are just a bunch of useless trash. We orcs are invincible to Azeroth. You are so weak that you need to rely on dragons. I am ashamed to be with you. I want to practice the way that transcends heaven and earth.
This body will be returned to Nekros, never to be seen again."
With his eyes closed, Nekros slowly fell to the ground, and the desperate orcs burst into tears.
Without the help of the ancient evil, Ysera immediately changed her face and said flatteringly:
"Neltharion, although our positions are different, we have always been allies. The dragon clan should be united and should not fight among themselves."
Malygos showed a flattering look: "Neltharion, we have always been good friends. You won't take the misunderstanding just now to your heart, haha."
Nozdormu shook his head: "I have seen the future of the dragon clan. Only by uniting can the dragon clan coexist."
Deathwing was seriously injured and did not want to continue fighting. He flapped his wings and left without saying a word.
The three guardian dragons turned to look at the Red Dragon Queen. Ysera was the first to ask:
"Alexstrasza, I need you to prove that you are not a party to the ancient evil."
The Red Dragon Queen glanced at her displeasedly: "I don't want to be an enemy of evil. He forced me to do so. And I can prove that I have a partner, Cleostraz."
Malygos asked strangely: "I don't understand."
The Red Dragon Queen lowered her voice and said: "The ancient evil maintains its own identity. When I am intimate with my partner, it will leave me temporarily. A long time ago, I left a message for help on a scale on Cleostraz's left armpit,
Order him to travel around and stay away from Longmian Temple. Unfortunately, this fool has never been discovered. You will find out once you check."
Crassus was shocked after hearing this. No wonder all the other companions of the queen died, leaving him alone.
I touched the scales under my armpits and found a line of small words asking for help.
Ancient evil, the ten-headed dragon Xutres, he expected everything.
At this moment, Crassus also understood that this was a delaying tactic.
The three guardian dragons could not continue to pursue the case, so they turned around and left.
The red dragon queen watched them fly away, her eyes flashed, and she lowered her head and stared at the orcs on the ground.
"You have all seen it. I don't want people to know that the end of the Dragonmaw clan is coming."
The undead trolls all over the mountains and plains obeyed the orders of the Red Dragon Queen and aimed their weapons at the orcs.
The red baby dragons also dropped the orcs on their backs, letting them fall to the ground and become pulp.
The skeleton dragon immediately changed its target and fought side by side with the red dragons.
When the Dragonmaw clan's life and death were at stake, Nekros fell into a coma, and Warchief Zuluhid knelt down and begged:
"Your Majesty, please, I am willing to be loyal to you, and I will not tell anyone your secrets."
The Red Dragon Queen swooped down, grabbed Zuluhid, and said coldly: "Only the dead can keep secrets."
Zuluhid had already smelled the strong bad breath and said hurriedly: "Queen, the human mage and the elf are gone."
"Luoning, Veresa."
The Red Dragon Queen gave up the food on her lips and looked around, and sure enough, there was no trace of them.
This means that the secret of the Red Dragon Queen will inevitably be leaked, and more people must be killed to keep it secret.
Zuluhid's mind was racing: "Your Majesty, I know Naronin, a frustrated little mage from Dalaran. As long as we help him ascend to a high position, we can ensure that he will not talk nonsense, and that elf
, it is better to bring them together to facilitate monitoring."
"This is not enough, what else is there?"
Zuluhid said with a heart: "All the orcs present must die. There are still some tribesmen living in the Twilight Highlands. The Dragonmaw clan will not perish. I will make up a story to silence the world. I am the chief.
People want to believe me."
"Your thinking is very quick, Zuluhid," the Red Dragon Queen said with a satisfied smile. "You have always been an outstanding chief."