Staring intently at this unique Naaru Core, the Red Dragon Queen felt a Power of the Holy Light wash over her, as if the entire world was ablaze under its Holy Light.
"You want to create Holy Dragon?" The Red Dragon Queen's gaze shifted uncertainly. The appearance of the Holy Dragon had broken the dominance of the Five Dragonflights, and posed a great threat to the Red Dragon Queen's position in particular.
Velen nodded and said, "I will not only forge Holy Dragon, but also a Dragon Knight Order."
"Impossible!" the Red Dragon Queen said coldly. "Dragons will never allow anyone to ride on their backs; it's a matter of our race's dignity."
Velen stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, you must have seen the weakness of the Holy Dragons. In the battle of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, without their leader Tirion Fordring, the hundred Holy Dragons were like headless flies. If someone had stood on their backs to command them, this weakness could have been overcome."
Divine power means absolute obedience, at the cost of losing one's own personality and decisiveness. The Red Dragon Queen pondered for a long time before nodding.
"Indeed, while the Holy Dragons are powerful and possess unquestionable loyalty, they seem to lack common sense. Perhaps you're right, I need a group of reliable dragon riders. Humans? Dwarves? I prefer Night Elves, though I don't know if they'd accept the Holy Light."
Velen whispered, "With this Naaru Core, anything is possible."
After reaching an agreement, the Red Dragon Queen and Velen began to work on creating Holy Dragon.
Unfortunately, Velen's understanding of the Holy Light was far inferior to Aman'Thul's. The process of creating Holy Dragon was not simply about infusing the Dragon Eggs with Holy Light; it required the support of various Magic Circle. The Red Dragon Queen took out several Dragon Eggs to experiment, but all of them failed.
The Red Dragon Queen summoned the wise men of the Dragonkin to brainstorm. In the end, it was the Dragon Mage Krasus who found a way. Using the method for creating mutated Demon Dragons from ancient texts from ten thousand years ago, they built an incredibly large Magic Circle. After calculating the workload, the Red Dragon Queen was astonished. Even if all the power of the Red Dragons were gathered, it would still take at least three years.
"Forging the Holy Dragons is of utmost urgency; it concerns the safety of all of Azeroth, and the very survival of the Dragonkin," Velen said gravely.
"I suggest that the Dragonkin work overtime, regardless of the hardship. Originally, they needed to work eight hours a day, but now they need to work continuously for twenty-four hours a day, without rest or food."
Krasus protested, "That's impossible; excessive labor will shorten the lifespan of Dragonkin."
Velen shrieked, "Which is more important, the lifespan of the Dragonkin or the safety of Azeroth? I think everyone here understands."
The Red Dragon Queen lowered her head in thought. The so-called safety of Azeroth was just an excuse. As long as one did not get involved in this conspiracy and remained uninvolved, no one would want to cause trouble for the Dragonkin.
However, the Age of Holy Light meant opportunity, and perhaps even transcendence of this world, so how could the ambitious Red Dragon Queen give it up?
Rather than saving Azeroth, it was actually to fulfill the Red Dragon Queen's ambitions. The Queen's interests were paramount, and the lives of her people were insignificant.
"The fate of the Dragonkin of Azeroth rests on this moment. I will unite the other Dragonkin to participate." The Red Dragon Queen's aura was aggressive. "I need all Dragonkin to give their all, disregarding personal gain or loss, and to contribute their entire strength for the future of the Dragonkin and for saving Azeroth."
The Dragonkin has always been ruled by a single authority; the Dragon King's word is law. The Red Dragon Queen glared fiercely at Krasus: "My dear companion, from this day forward you will be the judge of the Dragonkin. I will assign you some adult Dragons to oversee Dragonkin work. Do you know what to do if anyone disobeys my orders?"
Krasus lowered his head and said meekly, "I will punish the lazy with magic."
The Red Dragon Queen shook her head. "That's not enough. You need to establish a set of rules and regulations. For those incorrigible slackers, in addition to magical punishment, you must also use necessary means, such as transforming them into puppet dragons. I've been too lenient with them before; it's time to let them know what I'm capable of."
Krasus felt a chill run down his spine. Puppet Dragon was a forbidden magic among Dragonkin. It required extracting the Dragonkin's soul, making a puppet from its body, and then putting the soul back in. In this process, the Dragonkin's memory would inevitably be damaged, turning them into idiots.
Has the moment truly come?
Krasus opened his mouth, wanting to say something in rebuttal, but seeing the Red Dragon Queen's resolute attitude, he could only remain silent.
The location of the Holy Light Magic Circle is set at the Galakrond's Rest in Dragonblight, where long ago, the Five Dragon Kings defeated the Proto-Dragon Galakrond, ending the tragic Destiny of Dragonkin being reduced to food.
However, who could have imagined that tens of thousands of years later, countless Dragonkin would gather on Galakrond's bones and toil day and night?
Velen, in the name of the Red Dragon Queen, openly recruited dragon riders in Azeroth.
The news sent all of Azeroth into a frenzy. To stand on the back of Dragon and rule the skies was the dream of every race, and countless adventurers rushed to Northrend upon hearing the news.
A large ship rocked on the sea as it sailed toward the Mo'aki Harbor in the Dragonblight.
The ship was filled with adventurers from all over Azeroth, dreaming of becoming great dragon riders.
As they approached the Mo'aki Harbor, Robbie secretly boarded the ship, captured a richly dressed Blood Elf, and transformed him into a rat to keep by his side.
This Blood Elf is named Alaiseer Sunseeker, a very wealthy Blood Elf. It is said that he provides a quarter of the Horde's military expenditure. SI:7 has attempted to assassinate him multiple times, but unfortunately, they only killed his doubles.
Robbie searched for many days and finally found him.
Even the cunning Alaiseer Sunwatcher couldn't resist the temptation of becoming a dragon knight. Robbie used illusion magic to transform into Alaiseer's appearance.
By reading Alaiseer's correspondence and business documents, Robbie figured out the Blood Elf nobleman's business dealings.
The Prophet Velen was so greedy that from the very beginning he decreed that one must contribute all one's possessions to become a candidate for Dragon Knight.
Alaiseer is Velen's right-hand man in the Eastern Kingdoms. The land, Castles, and other real estates contributed by the candidates need his help to be converted into Magic Gems and transported to Northrend.
This Blood Elf was extremely cunning; instead of being on the armed cargo ship transporting Magic Gems, he mingled among ordinary adventurers.
Robbie tidied his clothes and, with two of his men, followed the flow of people off the Mo'aki Harbor. After waiting for a short while in a small tavern, a short Wolvar quietly approached, holding half a bowl and begging from the customers.
As the Wolvar approached, Robbie also took out half a bowl, which fit perfectly with the bowl in the Wolvar's hand.
"Honorable guest, please follow me."
The Wolvar led the way, passing through dense bushes. Wolvar moved slowly, carefully clearing away footprints along the way.
Finally, the Wolvar stopped in front of an ice cave, and entered the dark ice cave with a torch in hand.
Deep within the cave lay a hidden world, a magnificent palace constructed entirely of beautiful crystals.
Robbie spotted Velen, disguised as Cho'gall, at a glance.