Legendary that in the deepest part of the Emerald Nightmare, in a dark and desolate realm that even the Nightmare Lord Xavius dared not venture into, lurks a terrifying monster.
The monster resembled Dragon, with three heads, each with an Evil Eye between its eyebrows.
Legendary that even Xavius dared not meet the gaze of this monster.
Legendary are just Legendary, and the world doesn't know that this monster is one of Ysera's many Nightmare forms.
Of the five Dragon Aspects, Ysera is the most low-key and probably the weakest, but few know that her true power is hidden in her Nightmares.
Ysera in her Nightmare form stood tall and proud before the Tree of Prophecy, Il'gynoth. Xavius, Malfurion, and Cenarius to greet her.
"I hope Velen won't let us down." Ysera's expression was calm; the Nightmare had no effect on her emotions.
Xavius shrugged and said, "I was hoping Velen would disappoint me, but unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. Il'gynoth scanned Velen's memories and made a startling prophecy."
Ysera's gaze was piercing. "The prophecies of Il'gynoth have always been obscure and difficult to understand. Have you deciphered them?"
Malfurion, standing nearby, said sadly, "No need for comprehension. The prophecy has never been so clear. I am in despair."
Cenarius to the ground, weakly saying, "The truth makes me unable to think. I just want to hide in the depths of this Nightmare forever."
Ysera sneered, "Malfurion, Xavius, I always thought you were very courageous, how could you be so easily defeated by prophecy?"
Xavius smiled wryly, "Because it's far more terrifying than Nightmare. Remember what Velen often said: Not all wanderers have lost themselves."
Ysera nodded.
Xavius shrugged and said, "The Draenei have lost themselves, but Velen has never lost himself. He led the Draenei wanderings with a purpose."
Il'gynoth hummed, Nightmare power created a starry sky, an intricate star map depicting the Draenei's wandering routes.
Xavius sighed, "We thought the Draenei were just miserable wanderers in space, but we were all wrong. After escaping from Argus Planet, the Draenei visited over a thousand civilizations, and without exception, they were all destroyed. The Draenei are the bane of the universe."
"The Burning Legion?" Ysera concluded naturally.
Xavius shook his head. "It's not just the Burning Legion, but also the Army of the Light, they just call it Redemption."
Ysera's expression turned serious, and Xavius continued to explain:
"The Draenei visit cosmic civilizations according to a specific trajectory. If a civilization has been corrupted by the Void and is beyond redemption, it will be destroyed by the Burning Legion. If a civilization successfully resists the Void invasion, the Holy Light will spread its faith, and then the Holy Light's Judgment will descend, destroying the civilization and turning it into a breeding ground for the Naaru."
Ysera gritted her teeth and said, "The Holy Light and the Burning Legion are in cahoots."
"They're not necessarily in cahoots; they maintain some kind of tacit understanding," Xavius analyzed.
"Then why was Draenor spared? The Draenei have lived on this planet for hundreds of years," Ysera asked.
Xavius stroked his chin and said, "This must have been an accident. Velen doesn't know the truth either. The Draenei are very selective about civilizations; only those that have developed into starship civilizations become their targets. Draenor World is far from qualified. Velen originally didn't intend to enter Draenor World, but unfortunately, the Draenei fleet was unexpectedly destroyed, forcing him to make an emergency landing on Draenor."
"In Draenor, the Draenei and Orcs made contact. Velen learned from the Void forces that the Orcs had some connection with the Moon Goddess Elune. Both the Holy Light and Velen saw this as an opportunity to perhaps uncover Elune's secrets. Later, the Burning Legion also got involved, and to test the Orcs' potential, they instigated the Orcs to slaughter the Draenei. Azeroth could have remained uninvolved, but Medivh opened the Dark Portal and joined this chaos."
Ysera remained silent for a moment, then asked, "You still haven't revealed what the prophecy is."
The prophetic tree Il'gynoth moved.
Velen's memories were sufficient to provide clear prophecies; this time, they weren't written down, but rather scenes of the future unfolded before everyone.
When the project at Oshu'gun was completed, it was a huge pyramid-shaped building.
A golden beam of light pierced through endless space and time, descending straight down from the sky. The entire Draenor World was filled with Holy Light, and all living beings praised the Holy Light.
Several radiant Naaru landed on Draenor, and then countless golden Portals appeared throughout Azeroth, spreading the faith in the Holy Light like Azeroth Plague.
Gradually, in both Draenor and Azeroth, there was only one voice: praise of the Holy Light.
The Holy Light made the living forget their pain and hunger. In the end, their bodies decayed, leaving only their souls, who, together with the dead who rose from the dust, praised the Holy Light.
The souls praising the Holy Light gradually gathered together, forming several enormous vortexes. A vast number of souls merged, and the Naaru were conceived within them.
Xavius said worriedly, "This is the destined future of Draenor and Azeroth, the true End Time. Of course, before that, there is the plan of the Elune, Il'gynoth has already told us in the form of a prophecy."
Ysera asked in a cold voice, "When will the End Times occur?"
Xavius shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe it will be thousands of years from now, or maybe it will be just these few years. The Age of Holy Light has accelerated this process."
"Damn it, can't we do something?" Ysera roared angrily.
Those present remained silent; Azeroth's strength was far from sufficient to face such a behemoth as the Army of the Light.
Temple of the Moon.
Under Magatha's command, the Lightforging Tauren cast a spell together, and a large net of golden light enveloped the incoming Ysera.
Tyrande stared intently and discovered that the golden light was composed of countless symbols, and under the influence of these symbols, Ysera was unable to move.
Then, all the Lightforging Tauren entered a meditative state, praising the Holy Light aloud.
Ysera struggled violently within the net, but as the symbols penetrated deeper into her body, Ysera seemed to lose all strength and remained motionless.
Ysera's dragon eyes gradually lost their focus, and she couldn't help but join in praising the Holy Light.
Velen watched from the sidelines, secretly pleased.
As the Lightforging Tauren praised her, more and more Holy Light penetrated Ysera's body, and the powerful Nightmare power even showed signs of dissolving under the influence of the Holy Light.
The black and red hues of "Ysera" gradually faded, replaced by a large expanse of golden light.
Finally, after the Tauren finished praising her, Ysera spread her golden wings, and the first golden Dragon in Azeroth's history was born.
Magatha said devoutly, "Ysera, the Lightforging Dragon, congratulations! You have broken free from the Nightmare's control."
Ysera remained silent, her eyes filled with confusion.
Velen walked out excitedly, waving his arms and shouting, "It's not Lightforging Dragon, it's Holy Dragon! A great Holy Dragon has been born!"
Tyrande chuckled, "Velen, you've got a good plan, but unfortunately, you're destined to fail."