Tanaris.
The Gale whipped up tens of thousands of tons of yellow sand, and in the towering tornado, a golden figure spread its wings and shone like the sun.
Holy Dragon radiating Holy Light.
The Bronze Dragonflight of the Caverns of Time all gathered at the cave entrance, gazing at this terrifying celestial phenomenon.
Of Nozdormu's many offspring, Anachronos was probably the most outstanding, and at this moment he looked in horror at the Dragon in the center of the Gale.
"Is that Holy Dragon? Azeroth shouldn't have such creatures?" Anachronos murmured.
"This dragon's shape is very similar to Kalecgos," a young female dragon remarked.
"There's someone on his back, Jaina, it's her," Elumir exclaimed in surprise.
Jaina's rebirth through the Power of the Holy Light is no news.
"Jaina is showing us a sign! The sixth Dragon has been born in Azeroth! The dominance of the five Dragon is being challenged!" the furious Zaladormu roared.
The Dragons evolved from the Proto-Dragon. Originally, they were not only five-colored, but the other colors were eliminated under the guise of Evil.
However, even in the history museum of the Caverns of Time, the oldest library of the Wyrmrest Temple, and the historical archives deep within the Neltharion's Lair, there is no record of the Holy Dragon.
Andormu, the Guardian of Time, asked, "Anachronos, did Lord Nozdormu leave any prophecies about the Holy Dragons?"
Anachronos shook his head firmly. "No, endless Timelines unfold before us, countless futures in which I have never seen such Dragon."
"The only Timeline, the unpredictable future, oh my god, what are we going to do?" Another Time Guardian, Nozari, couldn't help but tremble.
Anachronos remained silent. The Bronze Dragonflight could travel through time and space, find prophecies in the chaotic future, and then deal with them, but they had never encountered this situation before.
"The Age of Holy Light has truly arrived." Anachronos said with a wry smile, "The Bronze Dragonflight has lost its greatest asset; perhaps we shouldn't have gotten involved."
A terrifying tornado circled the Caverns of Time once before finally stopping above the entrance.
With a flash of light, the Holy Dragon vanished, and tons of yellow sand rained down from the sky, burying the entrance to the Caverns of Time.
Since Anachronos could remember, the Bronze Dragonflight had never suffered such humiliation. Climbing out of the yellow sand, the Bronze Dragonflight roared in anger.
Jaina's second goal is the Emerald Dream, the Green Dragonflight.
Two suns appear simultaneously in the sky above Val'sharah on the Broken Isles.
Two suns overhead.
The wild beasts in the forest roared in unease, and even the Druid was sleeping soundly, was forced to awaken, trembling in fear at this terrible omen.
Tyrande raised her head and looked at the other sun in the sky. The power of the Moon Goddess gathered in her eyes, and she recognized it as a Dragon radiating Holy Light.
"How dare Jaina provoke us!" Tyrande said angrily. If it were anyone else, it wouldn't matter, but Jaina was a thorn in her side.
Malfurion shrugged. "A little girl who gets carried away by a sesame seed, she doesn't even realize she's being used. If she had lived as long as us, she wouldn't have done something so stupid. Short-lived species are such a hassle. Should we shoot her down?"
Tyrande sneered, "Do you think I'm as ignorant as she is? The Age of Holy Light has arrived, Holy Dragons have been born. The one who should be furious is the Red Dragon Queen, not us."
The strange phenomenon of two suns in the sky lasted for half an hour, but no Green Dragonflight out of the Emerald Dream, Jaina felt a little bored.
One of the suns grew brighter and brighter, becoming almost impossible to look directly at.
When the light reached its peak, the Holy Dragon shook its wings, and countless Holy Lights rained down from the sky.
Jaina was sensible enough to know her limits and avoid causing casualties; the Holy Light contained not destruction, but the power of life.
The lush forest was nourished, the wounded wild animals recovered, the withered weeds sprouted green, and the long-dead trees budded with new shoots.
Tyrande laughed, "Malfurion, this is a provocation. Jaina wants to tell you that the Holy Light is closer to life Druid's Path."
"That's nonsense, that's not getting close to nature," Malfurion retorted unhappily, as a vine quickly grew and wrapped around his feet, making him even more agitated.
Tyrande helped him untangle the vines. "Jaina will pay for her arrogance sooner or later."
The Black Dragonflight of Neltharion's Lair had long since moved away, and it had been taken over by subterranean creatures. Jaina controlled her Holy Dragon to fly around once, and seeing that all the subterranean creatures were prostrate on the ground in submission, she felt bored and flew away.
The fourth stop is the Nexus in Northrend, the stronghold of the Blue Dragonflight.
The Blue Dragonflight had already received the news that Jaina had used Kalecgos's body to create Holy Dragon, and all the Blue Dragonflight were furious.
Arygos, the son of Malygos and a renowned hero of the War of the Shifting Sands, naturally became the acting head of the Blue Dragonflight after Kalecgos's disappearance.
After losing the competition for chieftainship to Kalecgos, Arygos was framed by Kalecgos and was temporarily banished from the Blue Dragonflight. Kalecgos issued a warrant for Aregos's death, but no Blue Dragonflight was willing to do so.
After his name was cleared, Arygos returned to the Nexus with the determination to revive the Blue Dragonflight, only to encounter Jaina as his first obstacle.
As soon as they stepped into the Coldarra Highlands, Arygos led a dozen or so adult Blue Dragonflight to surround Jaina and the Holy Dragon.
Arygos stared intently at the radiant, Holy Dragon, and angrily questioned:
"Kalecgos's body, but not his soul, and you turned him into Holy Dragon puppet, Jaina, you've gone too far."
Jaina smiled gently, "Don't forget, you were the ones who helped repair this body; we reached an agreement long ago. In my opinion, Holy Light is superior to Arcane. Why don't you abandon Arcane Magic and join the Holy Light family?"
"Don't even think about it." Arygos's eyes widened. "Holy Dragons, these are not creatures of Azeroth, they are Evil and should be eradicated."
Jaina waved her hand and said, "I'm in a hurry. If it's going to be a fight, then all of you come at me together."
Arygos was enraged. Even the Dragon King wouldn't dare to easily challenge a dozen or so adult Dragons.
The Blue Dragonflight circled around the Holy Dragon, not underestimating its enemy, and together they were preparing a powerful Arcane Magic.
Suddenly, a holy light burst forth, and countless rays of Holy Light poured into the body of the Holy Dragon.
The power of Holy Light quickly filled the surrounding space, repelling magical elements, including Arcane, forcing the Blue Dragonflight to retreat.
"Holy Domain," Arygos growled.
The overwhelming Holy Light meant that only Holy Light energy surrounded the Holy Dragon, which was extremely disadvantageous for the Blue Dragonflight, who fought using Arcane energy.
Of course, this was not the Holy Dragon's own power, but rather the hidden blessing of the Naaru's power, which was equivalent to fighting against countless Naaru.
Realizing the disparity in strength, Arygos consciously led the Blue Dragonflight in a retreat.
"You've won, Jaina, but don't think the Blue Dragonflight will submit."
Jaina smiled happily; now only one goal remained, the toughest one to crack.
Wyrmrest Temple.