Looking at Nozdormu, shrouded in black aura and at the mercy of the Orcs, Kalecgos felt a surge of pleasure, finally finding an outlet for the humiliation and pain he had endured for years.
As a weak Blue Dragonflight who had been bullied and oppressed, Kalecgos harbored a deep-seated resentment. He sneered with a ferocious expression, "Great Savior Thrall, this is the Bronze Dragon Aspect, who wields the power of time, one of the Five Dragon Aspects. There is only one way to subdue him."
Thrall waited with a smile for Kalecgos's answer. For some reason, he saw himself in the eyes of this weak Blue Dragonflight, in the madness of someone willing to pay any price for power.
"I remember you had a Pandaren with you, his name was Chen Stormstout," Kalecgos said calmly.
Thrall laughed triumphantly, "Chen Stormstout is just a fool. I had him completely under my control, but then I found him too useless and gave him up."
Kalecgos gazed at Nozdormu's futile struggles and whispered, "Just like with Chen Stormstout, tear apart his will, plunge him into darkness and depravity, turn him into a walking corpse, the mount of the great Savior."
Thrall showed great interest, but then shook his head and shrugged, saying, "Nozdormu is the Dragon Aspects; I have no way to corrupt him."
"I have a plan." Kalecgos's expression grew even more ferocious. "The power of time protects Nozdormu, allowing him to instantly recover from any injury. I will use Demons magic to break through his physical defenses, and then gather a thousand skilled Orcs to relentlessly slice away at his flesh day and night. Before long, his will will crumble."
Nozdormu was terrified and hurriedly pleaded, "No, no, I'm willing to submit! I'm willing to become the Orcs' slave and the Savior's mount!"
Thrall laughed heartily upon hearing this, clapping his hands in praise, "A truly excellent idea! This way, Orgrimmar will have a continuous Dragon Aspects flesh to eat. As the Saviors of Azeroth, we are worthy of this honor."
Nozdormu's massive body was dragged into Ragefire Chasm, followed by terrifying howls. After enduring countless agonizing cuts to his flesh, Nozdormu's will was on the verge of collapse.
When Robbie entered Orgrimmar, the Kul Tiras fleet had just returned to resupply, and the two sides temporarily ceased hostilities.
While Thrall was restoring his Orcs army, he was also gathering his people from all over Azeroth and even Outland to Guards Orgrimmar.
Disguised as Orcs, Robbie easily infiltrated Orgrimmar.
The Orcs of Orgrimmar were long accustomed to Nozdormu's incessant howling day and night. Legendary eating a bite of the magic-rich flesh of the Dragon Aspects could prolong one's life, a privilege that ordinary Orcs could never enjoy.
Robbie entered Ragefire Chasm with ease. Here, scorching Lava flowed, and the temperature was extremely high. The chest of the Bronze Dragon Aspect Nozdormu was torn open, and his beating heart pierced through a thick stone pillar engraved with Runes. The Dragon King's blood stained the land red.
A large group of Orcs pried open the old Dragon King's scales and forcefully cut into his flesh. The Dragon King's flesh was sorted and arranged, and after the bloodstains were washed off, it was transported into the Orcs' warehouse for refrigeration.
Nozdormu wailed incessantly, his eyes gradually losing their luster; his will was crumbling, and he seemed poised to surrender.
A Dragon King who has completely submitted will undoubtedly be of great help to the Orcs. To win this war, the Orcs' plot must be thwarted. That is why Robbie risked infiltrating Orgrimmar.
Rescue Nozdormu from Orgrimmar before he submits?
It's a simple and clear logic, but it's actually the least desirable approach.
Don't assume that rescuing Nozdormu will earn you his friendship. Things in this world aren't that simple. Who can guarantee that Nozdormu, now free, won't turn around and help the Orcs against Robbie?
Killing Nozdormu directly would be the best solution, but history cannot be changed, and Nozdormu shouldn't have died in Orgrimmar, leaving Robbie in a dilemma.
Suddenly, Robbie noticed a hint of stubbornness in Nozdormu's unfocused eyes. For a moment, his gaze was so clear, carrying an aura of righteous indignation, but it quickly vanished.
What's this?
Robbie secretly used Soul Magic to carefully examine the Dragon King's mind.
So that's how it is. Deep within the Bronze Dragon Aspect's heart lies another personality, which is usually Pain Suppression and can only remain hidden in the deepest recesses of his mind.
Thrall's torment gradually broke down his mental defenses, causing his hidden will to stir.
Is this Murozond?
With the help of the Sathrovarr the Corruptor, Kalecgos will likely see through the truth. Robbie used a Soul Magic to conceal Nozdormu's hidden personality.
Only he himself could save Nozdormu, so Robbie decided to wait and see for a while.
On the verge of collapse, Nozdormu saw a dark sky with a black and white Dragon floating in it. In front of it were five huge golden Hourglass, identical to Nozdormu except for their color.
"Why, why? Why are you treating me like this?" Nozdormu screamed in agony, now barely able to maintain his sanity.
The black and white Dragon gazed Anjing at Nozdormu: "For so many years, I have lingered in this small place. Although I am called the Infinite Dragonlord, what in this world is eternal? It is merely a matter of switching between two personalities."
Hearing that familiar voice, Nozdormu regained some of his composure. "I remember now, you're Murozond. So my day is coming."
Murozond said Anjing, "Yes, your time has come, sooner than I expected. Look at those tiny green-skinned creatures, they are cutting your flesh, defiling the dignity of a Dragon King, unforgivable."
"Savior Thrall, Guardian Aegwynn, was my choice wrong?" Nozdormu was lost in confusion, but in the deepest part of his heart, he found a moment of peace.
Murozond shook his head and said calmly:
No one knows what is right and what is wrong. We were originally one, but when we saw two intertwined futures, we didn't know which was right and which was wrong, so we split in two. Different wills correspond to different futures.
Nozdormu understood his fate. "Fine, I've already failed. Now it's your turn to control the body. What means do you have to break free? Do you see the Runes on the pillar? That's dark magic from Demons! You'll probably go mad even faster than I have."
Murozond whispered, "I've had enough of this tedious cycle. In these endless years, I've rebuilt myself into a new body, and this has affected all the Bronze Dragonflight. From this day forward, we will part ways forever."
"Damn it, you traitor!" Nozdormu roared furiously, knowing he would continue to suffer endless torment.
"Will you avenge me?" Nozdormu asked finally.
Murozond paused, then said, "Yes, I will use our shared method to erase Thrall from the source of time. I clearly see that you will try to stop me. You are ultimately just a slave of the Orcs; this is Destiny you cannot escape."
A powerful aura separated from Nozdormu's body. The Orcs were cutting off his flesh did not notice anything unusual. The powerful aura gathered in the air and formed a black and white Dragon, Murozond.
Murozond glanced at Orgrimmar, his clear voice reaching Robbie's ears:
"Thank you for your help, otherwise we would have been discovered by that Dreadlord. The power of the Dragon Aspects only unleashes its true strength when protecting this world. It's a pity that Nozdormu doesn't understand this principle."