Bolvar was clad in black skull armor and held a warhammer with alternating light and shadow, the powers of ice and fire surging from within him.
Tirion Fordring glared and roared, "Bolvar, how dare you usurp the Lich King's throne! Warriors of the Argent Crusade, attack! For Azeroth!"
A large group of Argent Crusade bravely raised their weapons and roared as they charged toward Duke Bolvar, while Tirion Fordring quickly retreated and slipped away stealthily.
A large horde of Ghouls surged out from behind Bolvar, and in a single exchange, the Argent Crusade soldiers fell to the ground. Their desperate and indomitable struggle bought Tirion Fordring time to retreat.
Robbie watched Tirion Fordring escape without any surprise, and chuckled, "Tirion Fordring's Destiny isn't over yet, let him go."
Robbie was quite relieved to have entrusted the remaining Scourge minions of Azeroth to Duke Bolvar, at least ensuring that the Horde wouldn't act so recklessly and the Alliance wouldn't be too afraid of Thrall.
The Scourge is like a cornerstone maintaining the fragile peace Alliance and the Horde.
Back in Icecrown Citadel, Robbie entered the inner space, the Scourge's true stronghold. Kel'Thuzad was mobilizing manpower to study the green-haired Kobolds.
Kel'Thuzad is very interested in the green-haired Kobolds. If he can control the Kobolds ' splitting at will, he will have an extra trump card when facing Elune.
However, the green- Kobolds were far too dangerous, and Kel'Thuzad didn't know how to begin his research, so he could only observe them for the time being.
In the enclosed parallel space, the green- Kobolds split in geometric numbers, already bursting through the Icecrown Citadel.
Next, the sturdy Icecrown Citadel was bitten into pieces and swallowed by the green-haired Kobolds until the magical elements within the space were exhausted, at which point the green-haired Kobolds stopped splitting.
Kel'Thuzad scratched his head, surprised. "This isn't right. Every living thing needs to consume energy. So many green- Kobolds can't possibly live forever without an external energy source."
Robbie speculated, "Perhaps they've formed a strange energy cycle."
Kel'Thuzad shook his head. "A closed energy cycle system is impossible; there will definitely be losses. It's really strange; what kind of creature is this?"
A clear, melodious voice rang out. "Wow, how interesting! I've seen this kind of creature before!"
Robbie felt a warmth in his heart; the voice was very familiar.
Kel'Thuzad was shocked. Icecrown Citadel was a tightly guarded, enclosed mini-space; how could a stranger have gotten in?
The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black cat sitting on a broom, wearing a pointed wizard's hat on its head and a white scarf around its neck. It stared wide-eyed at the green-haired Kobold inside the crystal ball, with drool dripping from the corner of its mouth.
Kel'Thuzad yelled, "Why is there a Black Cat?"
"Black Cat, long time no see." Robbie greeted him warmly, though he felt a little defeated. Although he had brought advanced magic to the Scourge, it still couldn't compare to this cat.
The Black Cat circled the crystal ball, then nodded solemnly.
"It really is something I've seen before. In some distant galaxy, there's a gluttonous race that invented these green-haired, Kobold that can split infinitely. This is one of their most common foods."
Kel'Thuzad breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't know the Black Cat's origins, since Robbie recognized it, it shouldn't be an enemy. He cautiously asked, "Is there any way to control its splitting?"
The Black Cat calmly replied, "Of course, as long as the rate of consumption exceeds their rate of division."
Kel'Thuzad hung his head in dejection after hearing this, seemingly losing all his energy.
Robbie asked with concern, "Black Cat, why did you come to this time of day?"
The Black Cat licked its paws and said calmly, "A major event happened in your Timeline. Vanessa couldn't wait, so I sent her here."
A bright portal appeared before Robbie. The portal, engraved with countless Runes, slowly opened, and Vanessa stepped in, cautiously observing her surroundings.
Vanessa's eyes softened when she saw Robbie, but when she saw Kel'Thuzad, her gaze shifted, radiating a dangerous yet confident light.
Kel'Thuzad shuddered in fright and quickly hid behind Robbie.
Upon seeing Vanessa, Robbie was overwhelmed with longing and tenderness, and said affectionately, "Commander, it's been so long! It's so good to see you."
Vanessa paused for a moment, blinked her big eyes, tilted her head, and said in a daze, "It seems like we just separated."
Although Robbie experienced several years in this Timeline, compared to the normal Timeline, the two were only separated for a few days.
The Black Cat coughed and said crisply, "Vanessa, hurry up and tell us what happened in our Timeline."
Vanessa found a seat and sat down, her gaze sharp. The Scourge mages around her obediently lowered their heads. Vanessa's imposing presence made her seem to have naturally become the leader here.
"The Horde was destroyed, Teldrassil was burned, and the Draenei mysteriously disappeared. It was thought that Azeroth had entered a period of peace. But we have detected an unusual magical fluctuation. A mysterious spatial portal is under construction. In another vulnerable area of Azeroth, a new Dark Portal is about to take shape. Before long, a new invasion will occur."
Robbie pondered carefully, then blurted out, "Another weak point? Theramore?"
Theramore, having been attacked by the Focusing Iris, has become extremely unstable. Vanessa nodded and said seriously:
"In the Neltharion's Cave, we unexpectedly discovered a scale of Deathwing."
A black scale floated in the air, countless rays of light intertwined, forming a clear picture: a huge Black Dragon.
Deathwing floated silently in the air, behind him a massive Black Dragonflight that blotted out the sky, countless Black Dragons lined up in neat rows.
Deathwing's expression was very serious, and his voice was filled with a sense of tragedy:
"This is the final battle. The enemy we face is terrifying. If we don't receive reinforcements, the Black Dragonflight may be doomed. I am the Guardian of the Earth. All the Black Dragons are willing to give their lives to protect Azeroth."
"What I'm about to say is very important. Before the Sundering, the Black Dragonflight discovered a New World and encountered an unexpected enemy. We fought against them for ten thousand years. If the Black Dragonflight is destroyed, the enemy from that world will surely invade Azeroth."
Deathwing remained silent for a long while, seemingly organizing his thoughts:
"After the Sundering destruction that wiped out the High Elf civilization, that world planned to invade Azeroth, but we stopped them. Some of their weaker members entered an unfamiliar planet through a spatial rift, infecting the primitive creatures of that world and giving birth to a new species. That world is called Draenor. As you can probably guess, our enemy in the New World is the Orcs —incredibly powerful Orcs."