The red dragon queen Alexstrasza raised her head and breathed out an angry dragon's breath. She activated the dragon contact orb and contacted the blue dragon king Malygos.
Blue Dragon King Malygos, ever since the blue dragons drew a bad lottery ten thousand years ago and took on the responsibility of raising orcs, he has been living in seclusion and is being handled by Malygos's consort Sindragosa and his children.
Government affairs.
For ten thousand years, the orcs appeared in the continent of Northrend with the help of bronze dragons and multiplied and multiplied. According to the agreement, the blue dragons were responsible for the food of the orcs, but the number of orcs increased and they soon covered the land.
In order to raise these orcs, the Blue Dragon Clan worked very hard and barely fed the orcs.
However, instead of being grateful, the irritable orcs actually took advantage of the Blue Dragons. Before long, the Blue Dragons were eaten one after another, and countless people became food for the orcs.
Malygos wanted to resist. The number of blue dragons at that time was large enough to destroy this group of savage creatures, but the red dragon queen Alexstrasza stopped him, claiming that everything was for Azeroth.
Malygos will never forget that day. Countless orcs captured the Demon Nexus, the base of the Blue Dragon Legion. Malygos's wife and children were all eaten by the orcs. When Malygos arrived after hearing the news, he only
Seeing hundreds of dragon bones, describing the sadness of the Blue Dragon clan under the cold wind.
This was a murder. The orcs alone could not kill hundreds of blue dragons. Moreover, Sindragosa was very powerful. Malygos could guess who was behind the scenes, but he could only choose to endure it.
Knife twist.
The angry Malygos buried his wife in the Far North. The place was covered in ice and snow, the environment was harsh, and it was difficult for any living being to survive. From then on, he stayed away from the dirty and savage orcs. The cheerful Malygos gradually became lonely and sad.
, may fall into madness at any time.
Looking at the gloomy old dragon, Alexstrasza roared angrily: "Malygos, I have long said that you must extinguish the souls of your people, but you just don't listen. Now they have become a natural disaster.
Minions of the Legion."
"Haha, my sister!" Malygos said with an evil smile: "Look what you have done to the Blue Dragon Clan? What have you done to my spouse and children? Aren't you satisfied that the Blue Dragon Clan has ended up like this?
What?"
"Malygos, don't you understand? This is all to save Azeroth." Alexstrasza said proudly: "After ten thousand years, our dragon clan's efforts are finally going to succeed.
Cultivate orcs who can save the world and can replace the night elves. Why, when the time comes to reap the rewards, do you want to give up?"
"Rescue is really ridiculous. The so-called rescue is just a ladder for you to advance, to please the Burning Legion and to flatter the moon god Elune. I know exactly what you are thinking." Malygos said with a sarcastic smile.
Alexstrasza didn't care and said fiercely: "So what? Creatures have always been selfish, Malygos, the blue dragon clan has shed its last drop of blood, and you are useless. If you dare to disobey me,
With your order, I will completely execute you for the crime of destroying Azeroth."
"My sister, you have finally shown your true colors." Malygos's voice was low, already out of anger, and he laughed at himself: "I should have thought of it a long time ago, why am I only repenting now? I am really a stupid old man.
dragon."
Malygos closed the Contact Orb, and the Eye of Eternity fell into silence for a long time.
"Hmph, a piece of trash that should have died a long time ago." Alexstrasza calculated in her mind that the Red Dragons must participate in the Battle of Mount Hyjal. This is the best chance to get closer to the Burning Legion and the Moon Goddess Elune.
.
Azeroth is just a prison that binds the dragons. Alexstrasza dreams of freedom.
The Frozen Throne, howling in the cold wind, climbed up along the winding road inside the mountain. At the top of the mountain, there was a flat and smooth ice surface, where the ice coffin that sealed Ner'zhul was placed.
Just like the center of a tornado is calm, there is no wind here, and you can overlook most of the polar glaciers.
Ner'zhul's soul noticed the visitor, and first made a seductive voice:
"Kel'Thuzad, you finally figured it out. Come here and merge with me. We will become the kings of this world." Feeling the breath of Robbie and Arthas, Ner'zhul's voice trembled and he let out a surprised scream.
Calling sound:
"No, who are they? They have a strong aura of death and a poison-like power of holy light. Why can these two powers be entangled together? Kel'Thuzad, what kind of dangerous allies have you found?"
Kel'Thuzad closed his eyes, feeling Ner'zhul's power, shook his head and smiled:
"It's really interesting. When I first met you back then, I felt your majestic power. You were so cautious, walking on thin ice. As long as you made a mistake, you would be frustrated and irreversible. Now times have changed, and I see you again.
, your power is so insignificant."
"Wait, we can discuss it." Ner'zhul begged humbly: "I know many secrets of the Burning Legion. I am willing to trade this knowledge for survival, as long as I am allowed to live."
"No need, we already have a better way."
Kel'Thuzad took out a metal helmet, which was a magical creation made by the mages of the Scourge. Its function was to read the memory of soul creatures. The helmet was placed on the sealed ice coffin, and Ner'zhul let out a sharp cry.
:
"No, this shouldn't be my fate."
The screams became weaker and weaker, and finally fell silent. Ner'zhul's soul died, ending his sinful life.
The legion's mage troops united in spirit, and tens of thousands of mages worked together to scan Ner'zhul's memories and dig out useful information.
The knowledge about the Legion was sorted out, and Kil'jaeden taught Ner'zhul many good things, such as the use of fel energy, the use of orc plague, various sophisticated magics, the creation of structures, and so on.
"What is this?" A legion mage made an unexpected discovery.
The memory belonging to Ner'zhul is perfectly hidden in the deepest part of his memory. If his soul had not died, this memory would not have surfaced, and Kil'jaeden obviously did not discover it.
This is an extremely vivid memory, and Ner'zhul regards it as particularly precious.
The gem on the top of the metal helmet flashes, and the memory appears in the form of a picture.
I saw Ner'zhul standing at the top of the Dark Temple, his upper body naked, his eyes shining with evil light. Under his feet was an extremely complex magic circle, with three magic items placed respectively.
The Eye of Dalaran, the Book of Medivh and the Scepter of Sargeras.
A mysterious voice came from the dark temple. It was the clear voice of a woman, beautiful and charming.
"Ner'zhul, do you remember everything? Follow the method I taught you and cast the spell. The future of the orcs depends on this."
This scene should be eight years after the Dark Portal. Ner'zhul casts a spell in the Black Temple, trying to find a portal to other worlds, an extremely dangerous ritual. After that, the powerful energy of the portal tore the entire Draenor, causing all
The planet fell apart, leaving only a larger suspended continent, which was later known as the Outland.
But what makes people wonder is that although Ner'zhul has the Eye of Dalaran, the Book of Medivh and the Scepter of Sargeras, this magic requires advanced space knowledge and is not so easy to complete.
Ner'zhul is the chief of the Shadowmoon clan, a shaman who is best at communicating with the souls of his ancestors. It is impossible for him to master such advanced magic.
Now we finally have the answer, but who is this mysterious woman?