Looking up caused Velen distress.
Led by Velen, the Three-Faction Allied Forces the Lightforging Tauren, Lightforging Centaurs, and Lightforging Quilboar marched towards Orgrimmar.
Although Velen was the leader of this allied force, everyone's attention was focused on the Holy Dragon.
The Holy Dragon soaring in the sky, with Jaina on its back, naturally became the object of everyone's admiration, as if Jaina were the leader of the allied forces.
Velen had unspeakable bitterness in his heart; he had almost possessed a Holy Dragon mount.
Why does Elune, target me, yet not object to Jaina possessing the Holy Dragon?
Velen guessed that this was likely the difference between Ysera and Kalecgos; in Elune's eyes, the useless dragon Kalecgos was naturally no match for the Green Dragon Queen Ysera.
"Kalecgos," Velen thought bitterly.
The allied forces marched in a mighty torrent toward the Ruins of Orgrimmar, their dazzling Holy Light stretching as far as the eye could see, like a golden ocean.
The mist that shrouded the ruins was instantly dispersed, and the ghosts that had been lingering there scattered and fled, howling in pain.
The Holy Dragon led the way, and the Dark Veil, which had been filled with ominous winds, largely dissipated under its wings.
Soon, the dark clouds overhead disappeared, and golden sunlight bathed the earth, leaving only the dark lake.
Velen stood before the lake, feeling the murky power within its waters, stroking his beard in silence.
Jaina shouted the order:
"Hear my command, let the Holy Light purify everything here."
The three-race allied forces surrounded the dark lake, chanting praises of the Holy Light in unison. Above the lake, a golden Holy Light Orb slowly condensed.
The Holy Light Orb slowly approached the lake surface, and the murky water gradually became clear, initially only on the surface, and then slowly penetrating deeper.
Kalecgos, hiding inside the Flesh-Eternal, observed the outside world through a single tentacle, trembling with fear.
"It's Jaina leading the Lightforging Legion, what should we do?"
Faced with such a desperate situation, even the usually resourceful Sathrovarr the Corruptor and the Black Dragon Eggs were at a loss.
Sathrovarr stammered, "Kalec, this is your destiny; you must provide flesh and blood for Jaina's Legions."
Kalecgos, nearly driven mad, pleaded desperately, "This can't be! You must think of something and help me!"
The Black Dragon Eggs said mysteriously, "Kalecgos, Jaina forged your body into Holy Dragon. Even if we manage to retrieve it, neither Sathrovarr nor I can inhabit that body, let alone wield the Holy Light. I do have a good idea, but I don't know if you'd be willing to agree."
"I'm willing to try whatever it takes," Kalecgos said.
Black Dragon Eggs took a deep breath. "The Flesh-Eternal is made from the flesh and blood of the Old Gods. You are Dragonkin, and your soul bears the mark of the Titans, making you incompatible with the Old Gods. Therefore, you can never truly merge with this body. However, we can take another approach and create a dragon body from the Old Gods."
"A dragon's body?" Kalecgos saw a glimmer of hope.
"Have you heard of Void Dragons? If they are fused with the Black Dragon Essence within me, they can create Twilight Dragons."
Void Dragons are a variant of the Black Dragonflight.
Ner'zhul recklessly sought a new world, venturing into the Black Temple to open a Portal to New World. The Void Energy he unleashed tore Draenor apart, creating Outland as it exists today.
Unfortunately, a batch of Black Dragon Eggs hidden in Draenor World were Corruption by Void Energy and mutated, thus giving rise to Void Drake.
Deathwing employed numerous methods to stabilize the Void Dragon's body, which was on the verge of collapse, and combined it with the essence of the Black Dragon to create the mysterious Twilight Dragon.
"You mean you want me to become the Twilight Dragon?" Kalecgos pondered.
Black Dragon Eggs advised, "Twilight Dragons possess the ability to shift between reality and Void, which can help you escape this cage. This is the only method I can think of."
After thinking it over carefully for a long time, Sathrovarr had to nod and admit, "It seems that this is the only way."
"But where am I supposed to find the essence of Void Dragon?" Kalecgos asked helplessly.
Black Dragon Eggs chuckled and said, "You should know that I've been with the Red Dragonflight for a long time. The Red Dragon Queen is also very interested in the Twilight Dragons and has conducted many studies on them in private."
At this moment, the golden Holy Light Orb had sunk to the bottom of the lake, purifying the water and making it crystal clear. The enormous body of the Flesh-Eternal appeared before everyone.
The Three-Faction Allied Forces dug a channel to guide the lake water into the sea.
Kalecgos hesitated for a moment before asking, "But how do we contact the Red Dragon Queen? And another question: is she willing to help us?"
Black Dragon Eggs said seriously, "With the rise of the Holy Dragons, and given the Red Dragon Queen's personality, she would never dare to confront the Army of the Light. She would only compromise and constantly engage in underhanded tactics. I suspect she'd be happy to create trouble for Jaina. How would she know if she didn't try? As for the middleman, I already have a suitable candidate."
"Who?"
"Prophet Velen."
Velen tried his best to disguise it, but Kalecgos still saw through his envious, jealous, and resentful expression.
Kalecgos had no choice but to nod and say, "Alright, let's give it a try."
Black Dragon Eggs said, "Leave this to me. Velen is a firm believer in prophecy, so I will communicate with him through prophecy."
The lake had been mostly drained, revealing the enormous, mountain-like body of the Flesh-Eternal. Its worm-like form was covered with long tentacles that hung limply on either side.
The Holy Dragon slowly descended atop the Flesh-Eternal, Jaina, looking down from above, proclaimed in a loud voice:
"The Flesh-Eternal is our military ration guarantee, an inexhaustible granary of meat. For Azeroth, let us begin."
At Jaina's command, the three Legions cast spells once more, preparing a powerful magic.
"What are they going to do?" Kalecgos anxiously.
Sathrovarr whispered, "The flesh and blood of the Old Gods are raw, not to their liking. They obviously want to roast you until you're crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."
"I'm not reconciled!"
A wave of heat rolled in, and under the baking Power of the Holy Light, the enormous Flesh-Eternal emitted a fragrant aroma.
To sustain the roasting of the Flesh-Eternal, Jaina directed the construction of a Magic Circle around them, which continuously absorbed Holy Light to roast the creature.
This forced Kalecgos to endure even more pain, constantly growing new flesh to avoid being roasted, thus creating a vicious cycle.
Black Dragon Eggs secretly began his plan.
The Three-Faction Allied Forces established a camp on the Ruins of Orgrimmar. Velen lived in the largest tent. Although he was the leader of the allied forces, Velen felt that he was being sidelined and had nothing to do all day.
Left with no other option, Velen could only pray to the Holy Light.
The Holy Light answered Velen's prayer, but the resulting illusions were chaotic and perplexing, leaving Velen increasingly distressed.
After a prayer, the Holy Light briefly separated from Velen, and the Black Dragon Eggs, through its bewitching power, entered Velen's illusion.
On a familiar floating island, inside Cosmic Cathedral built of Argus Crystal, Velen heard a familiar voice.
"Velen, do you remember me?"
Velen turned his head hastily and saw a Draenei face, and ancient memories were stirred up again:
"Zakir, it was you."