Archimonde's body was as enormous as it had been in life, his rough, dark brown skin constantly emanating twisted energy rays, and his expression remained the same as before—arrogant, domineering, and disdainful of everyone.
But in Robbie's eyes, Archimonde was not the same as he was in life. His body was composed of the Corruption torso of Nordrassil, filled with Corruptive Power, and his form was extremely unstable.
More importantly, his soul was dim and lifeless, carrying a heavy aura of death, out of place in the world of the living, and seemed on the verge of collapse at any moment.
The ruins of Nordrassil, the World Tree, are filled with all sorts of terrifying energies. Archimonde's soul is hidden within them, like a puddle of mud in a swamp, which is why Robbie did not discover it.
"Sathrovarr the Corruptor, you haven't disappointed me too much." Archimonde was the first to reprimand his subordinates. "Greed has clouded your judgment. You've ruined my plans. No wonder Sargeras so displeased with you bunch of useless trash."
Upon seeing his former leader resurrected, Sathrovarr instantly regained his senses. Greed was Pain Suppression, replaced by fear. Trembling, he stammered, "What have I done? Good heavens, this is terrible. No, Lord Archimonde, please forgive my sins."
Bang!
Archimonde touched Kalecgos's head with a finger, creating a hole in the hard Blue Dragonflight's skull. This touch was extremely precise, severely damaging Sathrovarr's soul but not killing the Blue Dragonflight Kalecgos.
Sathrovarr's soul fell into a coma, Kalecgos regained control of the body. His dragon eyes regained their clarity, but he quickly collapsed due to his severe injuries, groaning continuously. Thrall, severed in two, was in his mouth, and the dragon and beast stared at each other.
Archimonde's punishment of Sathrovarr was not over; his voice Kalecgos like Thunder: "Blue Dragonflight, do you know why you are so weak?"
Kalecgos shook his head in confusion, while Archimonde said coldly:
"You weren't born this way. You were a once-in-a-million-years super genius of the Blue Dragonflight Dragon Clan, with talent far surpassing the Five Dragon Kings. Once you came of age, even the Old Gods would have to grovel at your feet, Titan Keepers wouldn't even be worthy to serve you. Your strength could very well surpass Lord Sargeras. Alexstrasza, the Red Dragon Queen, you were also one of the participants in this conspiracy. Am I right?"
Kalecgos stared wide-eyed at the Red Dragon Queen, his lips trembling slightly.
The Red Dragon Queen, now in human form, stood trembling beneath the Altar. The powerful Archimonde the Defiler had been resurrected, and she felt no urge to resist. She could only obediently reply:
"It's true, Kalecgos. When you were still a Dragon Eggs, you easily defeated Malygos, the Aspect of the Blue. Your strength is simply too great. If you are allowed to grow unchecked, not only will Malygos have to relinquish his position as Aspect of the Blue, but all of us Dragonkin will become your servants."
Kalecgos dazed and almost forgetting his injuries, asked blankly, "And then?"
The Archimonde the Defiler smiled slyly and said loudly:
"The Dragon King certainly wouldn't relinquish their power, so how could they allow you to grow unchecked? First, they revealed your existence to Deathwing, but Deathwing was unwilling to destroy a genius. So they threw you, still Dragon Eggs, onto the Scarab Wall, attempting to destroy you with C'Thun's help. Unexpectedly, even C'Thun couldn't do such a thing, so they turned to the Burning Legion. As the Defiler, I certainly wouldn't allow a Dragon King who could threaten the Burning Legion to appear in Azeroth."
Kalecgos's eyes practically blazed with fury as he glared at the three Dragon Kings. "Tell me, this isn't true."
Green Dragon Ysera, said regretfully:
"I'm sorry, Kalecgos, we've done this many times before to Dragon Aspects throne. You're just one of the strongest among them. Sometimes I regret it; if you had grown up smoothly, perhaps none of this would have happened."
The Archimonde the Defiler laughed heartily:
"Kalecgos, you can hate me all you want. I sent the Sathrovarr the Corruptor to corrupt your pure Dragon power when you were still Dragon Eggs, destroying your unparalleled foundation and turning you into a mediocre and weak disgrace to the Dragonkin."
In that instant, Kalecgos's face contorted as years of grievances welled up inside him. Because of his weakness, he had suffered countless taunts and bullying from his own kind. No female dragon liked him, and even a Dwarf musketeer could easily defeat him.
He could have had a glorious life as a dragon, becoming the most powerful creature in Azeroth, high above and revered like a god, but it was all destroyed in the end.
"This is truly a cruel tragedy," Kalecgos murmured.
Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, sighed and said, "Kalecgos, we all owe you. I promise you here that I will make it up to you. Malygos has been missing for many days; everyone says he has fallen. From now on, you will be the new Aspect of the Blue, one of the Dragon Aspects of Azeroth."
Kalecgos's anger did not subside; it was about to erupt when suddenly, something occurred to him. His anger vanished instantly, and with a slight smile and an indifferent attitude, he said calmly:
"I see. I will never complain, nor will I harbor hatred. Although I haven't become powerful, I have Sathrovarr. We are almost one, bound by life and death. What is the meaning of great power, authority over the world, an alluring little female dragon, and the worship of countless dragons? They are all fleeting clouds, nothing compared to the sincere friendship between Sathrovarr and me. That is the most precious thing in the universe. I cherish everything I have now, and I am grateful for the favor Destiny has shown me, preventing me from becoming a cold-blooded Dragon. Lord Archimonde, you would never understand."
Archimonde was stunned, shaking his enormous head in a brief moment of confusion. He truly didn't understand these things and was speechless at the words of a weak Blue Dragonflight.
Fandral Staghelm, who had been secretly watching from the sidelines, thought of his son and exclaimed, "Well said! Kalecgos may be weak, but he has moved me."
Robbie and Vanessa both said in unison, "Childish."
"You say I'm naive," Fandral Staghelm retorted indignantly.
Robbie whispered:
"Kalecgos simply chose the most appropriate course of action, which was certainly very clever, but it wasn't a genuine expression of his feelings. What could he do even if he wanted revenge? He couldn't be separated from Sathrovarr, and once he lost Sathrovarr's protection, he would be in danger of being killed at any time. He could only suppress his hatred in his heart for the time being."
Vanessa nodded, saying worriedly, "This is a cunning Blue Dragonflight, adaptable and not controlled by rage, something most dragons can't do. We must be careful; if he gets an opportunity, I'm afraid his rage will engulf the entire Azeroth."
Fandral Staghelm pondered for a long time, then suddenly realized, "I was almost fooled by a weak Blue Dragonflight. This Kalecgos is definitely not simple."
Archimonde the Defiler's eyes darted around, as if he had made up his mind, before turning to the trembling Jaina beside him and saying, "Human woman, your recklessness has robbed me of my chance for revenge. You must pay the price."