Kalecgos, the Blue Dragonflight with blood-red eyes, devoured several female Orcs before flapping its wings and soaring into the air, tumbling uncontrollably and letting out a series of piercing roars.
Deep within Kalecgos's consciousness, two dark consciousnesses confront each other.
"So it was Dreadlord from the Burning Legion."
The consciousness emanating from the Black Dragon Eggs possessed overwhelming superiority, sneering, "A mere Dreadlord dares to oppose me? Get out! This Dragon's body is mine."
The Black Dragon Eggs is just one step away from hatching successfully. Its dark consciousness is nearing maturity and has already gained the ability to seize the physical bodies of other beings.
The Sathrovarr the Corruptor sensed the terrifying power of his opponent; such overwhelming strength had only been seen in Archimonde and Kil'jaeden.
"Impossible! I will not give Kalecgos to you, I would rather die!" Sathrovarr said, mustering his courage.
The Black Dragon Eggs coldly replied, "Is that so? Your resistance is futile, you weak Dreadlord. I will devour you now; you have no chance to resist."
Suddenly, the space of consciousness experienced violent turbulence, teetering on the brink of collapse.
"What's going on?" The Black Dragon Eggs was secretly surprised. There was only one reason why the consciousness space was on the verge of collapse: the safety of the physical body was threatened.
The Black Dragon Eggs diverted a portion of its power to observe through Kalecgos's eyes.
It turned out that Kalecgos's frantic tumbling in the air had startled a patrolling Wyvern, Wyvern, provoked, screamed and charged at Kalecgos.
Although the size difference between the two is enormous, it's like a chicken facing an elephant.
But Kalecgos was too weak. Under the Wyvern's frenzied attacks, scales fell off one by one, leaving him covered in blood.
The Black Dragon Eggs stared in disbelief, exclaiming in surprise, "Is this really a dragon?"
Sathrovarr the Corruptor roared, "Quickly, give me back control of my body! Don't hesitate! Kalecgos will die, and you'll get nothing!"
The Black Dragon Eggs ceased its struggle for the body, Sathrovarr took control of Kalecgos's body, using Demons power to drive away the Wyvern.
Kalecgos was safe and landed at the foot of a small hill to rest. Sathrovarr returned to the consciousness space and continued his standoff with the Black Dragon Eggs.
Sathrovarr didn't expect that the Black Dragon Eggs would give up on its own initiative:
"No, no, this is too shameful. I don't want this body anymore. If word gets out, my lifelong reputation will be ruined. Dreadlord, I will temporarily reside in this body and leave once I find a suitable Vessel."
Sathrovarr breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, Kalecgos was weak enough to save their lives.
The Black Dragon Eggs resided deep within Kalecgos's consciousness, silently chanting a name, filled with hatred.
"Jaina, we'll settle this score sooner or later. I'm going to devour you."
During the war against the Lich King, the Goblins of the Kezan Isles were ruthlessly exploited by Thrall. Through the machinations of Thrall's steward, Gallywix, most of the Goblin civilians went bankrupt and became slaves of the Orcs.
Since Garrosh seized the position of Warchief, he neglected to control the Goblins, Goblin took the opportunity to break free from the Orcs' control and abolish the unequal treaty signed with Thrall.
Wrathion, Jaina, Thrall arrived at Sanssouci Pleasure Palace in Azshara, a secret palace of Thrall, a place of extreme luxury and pleasure.
Upon learning of Thrall's arrival, the portly Gallywix hurriedly came out to greet him. The shrewd Trade Prince quickly discerned the prevailing winds and went to great lengths to flatter and ingratiate himself with Wrathion.
Since Garrosh became Warchief, Orgrimmar had nowhere to stay in Gallywix and was forced to flee to the Pleasure Palace to live in seclusion.
The luxurious life in the Pleasure Palace caused Gallywix's body to swell rapidly, turning him into a round, fat Goblin.
Thrall asked somewhat impatiently, "Gallywix, I know you have many informants in the Kezan Isles. Tell me about the situation there."
Speaking of the Goblins ' stronghold, the Kezan Isles, Gallywix roared angrily:
"Those filthy, lowly, and vile Goblin slaves! They've forgotten the Orcs' kindness, they're ungrateful, and they're secretly profiting from the war. Garrosh is a complete fool for entrusting the most lucrative war trade to slaves; that Wealth should rightfully belong to me."
Thrall stroked his sharp fangs. "I knew it would be like this, Gallywix. How many properties do you still have in the Kezan Isles?"
Gallywix lowered his head and muttered aggrievedly:
"My dozens of manors on the Kezan Isles were burned down by those Goblin thugs, leaving only the Bilgewater Cartel, which they secretly control. It's all Garrosh's fault; he gave those filthy fellows the courage."
Jaina said viciously, "Goblins all deserve to die! I know a spell that can flood the entire Kezan Isles and make them all die!"
Gallywix laughed loudly, "Haha, that's how it should be, feed these trash to the Murlocs!"
Wrathion, who had been silent all along, smiled and shook his head:
"Killing is far too merciful. We need a little trickery to ruthlessly enslave them, forcing them to work diligently for their slave owners until they die of exhaustion, while still making them remember the slave owners' kindness, sing their praises, and willingly sing their hymns."
Gallywix's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed exaggeratedly, "My lord, I feel as if I am witnessing the birth of a miracle! My God, you are simply a great Titans!"
Wrathion said with some displeasure, "The Titans are merely insignificant creatures; their existence is negligible. By the way, I've heard there are several volcanoes near the Kezan Isles."
Gallywix quickly replied, "Yes, there is a volcano called Kayaro, which is closest to the Kezan Isles."
Wrathion, with a serious expression, meticulously assigned tasks:
"Thrall, I need one hundred Earthen Ring Shaman, who must be able to communicate with Earth Elemental and Fire Elementals. Goblin, go and buy all the ships in the Kezan Isles."
Under Thrall's arrangement, one hundred Shaman traveled by boat to the Kezan Isles.
Meanwhile, Gallywix, through the Bilgewater Cartel, bought most of the ships in the Kezan Isles, and sabotaged those he couldn't sell.
Mount Kajaro last erupted thousands of years ago, and its steep ridges are covered with lush primeval forests, home to a wide variety of flora and fauna.
Wrathion led one hundred Earthen Ring Shaman to the Mount Kajaro, setting up camp near the crater. Wrathion carefully sensed the elemental fluctuations and whispered:
"These Fire Elementals are so active, they can't wait to erupt. Let me grant your wish. Goblin, go tell the inhabitants of the Kezan Isles that this volcano is about to erupt."
Gallywix said, puzzled, "Sir, you mustn't! Doing so will scare away the Imp of the Kezan Isles."
Wrathion smiled mysteriously and said, "I remember a few years Kezan Isles, and many Goblins made a fortune."
Recalling what happened not long ago, Gallywix said with resentment:
"That's right, it was the year we were fighting the Lich King when a volcano suddenly erupted. Many Goblins dug out precious Magic Gems from the solidified Lava, and I missed that chance to get rich."
Wrathion smiled and said, "Having learned from the last experience, the Goblins will definitely seize this rare opportunity. I hope more Goblins will arrive at the Kezan Isles; that would make things even more interesting."