"For the dignity of the Blue Dragonflight, we are willing to sacrifice ourselves. We would rather die standing, shedding our last drop of blood, than live on in humiliation."
"Arygos!" the young Blue Dragonflight roared.
The Blue Dragonflight present were all filled with excitement, roaring loudly along with Arygos.
Ten thousand years ago, the older generation of Blue Dragonflight was almost wiped out by the Orcs. Now, the Nexus is filled with a new generation of Blue Dragonflight, who have only been hatched for a few thousand years. They are passionate, unwilling to compromise, and unafraid of sacrifice.
Kalecgos, with a look of disdain, muttered on and on:
"What a bunch of hopeless idiots! You have no idea what kind of power you're facing: Orcs, Red Dragonflight, the Guardian offspring, the Burning Legion, Elune. This is a force that the Blue Dragonflight cannot contend with. What you're doing will only lead to the destruction of the entire Blue Dragonflight; not a single Dragon Eggs will survive."
Ignoring Kalecgos, Arygos was about to assign tasks when suddenly, a purple light flashed, and a massive figure appeared among the Blue Dragonflight.
Malygos, the Aspect of the Blue, finally appeared. Arygos frowned slightly. He knew his father was cowardly and weak, and for ten thousand years, he had made countless concessions for the continuation of the race.
After ten thousand years of humiliation and compromise, the Blue Dragonflight has weakened to the extreme and is on the verge of extinction.
But Arygos could not disobey his father's wishes and could only stand respectfully to the side. The appearance of the old Aspect of the Blue gave Kalecgos hope, and he eagerly stepped forward and said:
"Your Majesty, the Aspect of the Blue, you have finally shown yourself! Look at these ignorant descendants! They will destroy the entire Blue Dragonflight! Only by gloriously surrendering to the Orcs and becoming Orcs honorable livestock can the great Blue Dragonflight find its future."
Malygos slightly raised his dragon claw, and a purple light flashed. Kalecgos had no time to react and vanished from his spot.
This is an extremely sophisticated teleportation spell. Malygos, the Aspect of the Blue who has mastered Arcane energy, is the most terrifying Arcane master in this world.
When Kalecgos opened his eyes again, he saw the shimmering sea and Theramore, a city on the coast known for its stench and filth.
"Before long, I will be the last Blue Dragonflight in this world."
Kalecgos observed a moment of silence for thirty seconds in the direction of the Nexus, then happily went to chat with Jaina.
"Arygos."
Malygos looked at his beloved son with satisfaction:
"Your decision is not wrong, but it is completely unnecessary. The Blue Dragonflight fears no enemy. We are not at our most desperate moment yet. Issue my order: all members of the clan must go to war. If the Red Dragon Queen wants war, then we will launch a full-scale war. Those who oppose the Blue Dragonflight must pay the price."
Arygos looked at his father in surprise. Malygos's change was too abrupt. Seeing his father's confident gaze, Arygos's confidence immediately increased, and he went to carry out his mission.
Dragonkin reside at the top of the food chain in Azeroth.
Each Dragonkin has numerous subjects. Around the Nexus of the Blue Dragonflight, large groups of Magnataur, Kobolds, Tuskarr, Wolvar, and others live, forming a vast nation. They have served the Blue Dragonflight faithfully for generations and have received the Blue Dragonflight's protection in return.
The surrender offer received no response from the Blue Dragonflight. Garrosh, unsure of their attitude, decided to test the waters by sending a large Orcs army to attack the Kobold village on the outskirts of the Nexus, while Garrosh himself led a contingent to observe from the high ground behind the Nexus.
Following the old Orcs custom, they killed everyone, looted everything, skinned and Eviscerate, and finally burned the entire village to the ground, blaming the Scourge.
Shortly after the Orcs launched their attack, a burst of fireworks soared high into the sky above the Kobold village—a distress signal to the Nexus.
Garrosh needs to figure out the Blue Dragonflight's attitude. Based on the Blue Dragonflight's past habits, the cowardly Blue Dragonflight will definitely not dare to step forward and let the Orcs slaughter them.
That would allow Garrosh to escalate the war, destroying hundreds of thousands of Blue Dragonflight subjects, plundering their flesh and Wealth, and turning the area around the Nexus into scorched earth.
The distress signal had just been sent out when five orbs of light appeared above the village, and five adult Blue Dragonflight suddenly appeared, launching an attack on the Orcs attacking the village below.
Garrosh, who was watching from the rear, was taken aback. The Blue Dragonflight had actually changed their attitude, but this didn't matter. In fact, it gave the Red Dragonflight a reason to send troops.
Garrosh paid no heed to the sacrifices of the Orcs ahead, grinning at Krasus beside him, "Foolish red Dragon Mage, you saw it all. The Blue Dragonflight dared to slaughter the noble Orcs! Such an act is tantamount to destroying Azeroth! The Red Dragon Queen must lend a helping hand."
Krasus was also astonished. Was this still the cowardly Blue Dragonflight? What gave the Aspect of the Blue such confidence? But this was a perfect opportunity, a perfect reason to annihilate the Blue Dragonflight.
Krasus quickly transformed into his dragon form and flew to the Wyrmrest Temple to inform the Red Dragon Queen.
The five Blue Dragonflight easily wiped out the Orcs who had invaded the Kobold village. But something even more unexpected happened: instead of retreating, the five Blue Dragonflight flew straight towards Garrosh's party.
"Have these Blue Dragonflight gone mad? Don't they know that the noble Orcs are the Saviors of Xe'ra?"
Garrosh's spectator team was small in number, but consisted entirely of the most elite Warsong Clan soldiers, and was also supported by several renowned Dalaran Mages.
Rhonin was the first to step forward, joining forces with several Archmages to cast a spell and prepare a Magic Shield, while another group of mages prepared to launch a counterattack.
The five Blue Dragonflight stopped just outside the range of the spectator troops' magic attacks. They flapped their wings and cast a spell together around the central area, creating a purple sphere.
Seeing it clearly, Rhonin immediately recognized that the spell was called Netherstorm, a spell cast by five Blue Dragonflight together, and its power was quite astonishing.
Unfortunately, the distance was too great, and Rhonin didn't believe the spell could cause any effective damage.
Rhonin completed his spellcasting faster than the five Blue Dragonflight. A purple Magic Shield protected Garrosh's spectator team. With many Dalaran Archmages present, the five Blue Dragonflight gained no advantage whatsoever.
However, something unexpected happened. After the five Blue Dragonflight completed the spell, a terrifying energy was frantically injected into the purple Arcane sphere.
Rhonin immediately sensed the violent fluctuations in the surrounding energy, and was greatly alarmed. He hurriedly shouted, "Be careful! This is the power of the Ley Line!"
The Blue Dragonflight dared to use the power of the Ley Line, which was tantamount to making an enemy of the entire Dragonkin. The magic power contained in the Ley Line was almost inexhaustible, and the Arcane was rapidly compressed and rotated.
"Oh no, the Blue Dragonflight has gone mad! Run!"
Seeing that things were going badly, Rhonin quickly opened Portal.
Many mages present also began casting teleportation spells. Rhonin cast his spell the fastest, and his Portal was the first to form. However, there was a figure who was even faster Rhonin. Garrosh, carrying Gorehowl, was the first to enter the Portal like a Lightning.
The five Blue Dragonflight worked together to cast the spell, and the purple sphere flew towards the spectating troops like a meteor. Rhonin hurriedly used the Portal to escape, and to avoid being affected, he closed the Portal without hesitation.
When the Netherstorm descended, most mages hadn't finished casting their spells. Terrifying Arcane energy poured down like a storm, and in an instant, the entire group turned to ashes.