"Mother. Mother is wailing. No! I see their brethren trapped. They have lost their power in that Blasted Lands, Mother!"
Mylune let out a scream, and then sat up from his bed as if awakened from a nightmare.
Her elf-like forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she looked like a poor person suffering from neurasthenia, without the power and majesty that Dragon Aspects should have.
But this is normal.
Not only was she trapped in a nightmare at this time, but she was indeed in a state of personal weakness due to the abnormal loss of strength. It is no wonder that Tarecgosa ran so anxiously to find someone for help.
She has suffered from this dilemma before, and she knows how uncomfortable it is, so she wants "GHG".
"Take a deep breath, Mylune, dizziness is normal, don't be afraid, just tolerate it for a while and you'll be fine."
The big blue female dragon was still helping the "patient", but the others couldn't wait any longer. Diakum, with a serious expression, stepped forward and asked:
"What did you see?"
"My mother, Green Dragon Queen, stepped into that despicable trap! An evil Orc Warlock was using Dragon Soul to extract her guardian power. I also saw it. I also saw "Father"!"
Mylune looked pale, moved her lips and said:
"I haven't seen it in ten thousand years, but it is it that controls those evil Warlock. It is it that set this trap. It wants to bring mother into the corruption of Fel. It is here! It has entered this world!"
""Nightmare Tyrant"Eranikus entered Azeroth? It is now sinking Temple of Atal'Hakkar?"
Diakum narrowed his eyes, turned around and said to Fareeya:
"Let Voros the Exalted hold on for a while longer! Exodar take off immediately and go to Black Morass! All Lightforged who can fight enter the combat area! Then Greater Demon, now that you are here, don't leave."
"As commanded."
When Fareeya heard that his opponent this time was Greater Demon, his expression suddenly became stern.
She strode out of the room, and a moment later the Naaru spacecraft, which had just landed near Thunder Falls, took off again, turning into a golden stream of light and shooting straight into the sky amidst the exclamations of Stormwind and Royal Mage.
"You are also ready to fight."
Diakum said to the four dragons including Chromie:
"It's hard to say whether Eranikus will bring Dream Queen into Fel, but it certainly didn't enter Azeroth alone. Maybe all the dragons from the Nightmare Legion are here, and maybe this is one of Polluter's plans to invade Azeroth.
The main escort gun of Exodar is not as terrifying as Light's Judgment, but we still have to kill those dragons as much as possible."
"No problem! Leave it to me."
Black Dragon Princess clenched his fists, and as the spikes on War Armor swelled, the aura of violence exploded in an instant.
Mylune would be very weak now. The constant loss of the guardian's power made her unable to fight at all. She could only watch Diakum leave the room, and then said to Tarecgosa beside her:
"Sorry, I have to trouble you this time. Sisters, please save my mother! The Sleeper must not fall into the hands of the Burning Legion. My father's fall once was enough to break my heart."
"We will do our best."
The big blue female dragon looked at the weak Mylune and remembered her helpless self. She said in a deep voice:
"Just stay here and have a good rest. Don't think too much. Vigilant will never sit back and let the evil continue to spread."
"That's not necessarily the case."
Red dragon Alestrasza frowned, and she said doubtfully under the appearance of Goblin:
"With the strength of this Vigilant, it stands to reason that if he knew that Dragon Soul was in the hands of Orc Warlock, he should have had many opportunities to take it back before, but it did not do so. Maybe."
"Click"
Black Dragon Princess flashed over like lightning, stretched out his hand to lift Goblin red dragon from the ground, the snake eyes under the heavy helmet stared at her, and said:
"You can continue talking, Alestrasza, so that other people who don't understand and shut up can see the consequences of slandering the noble one at will."
"Okay, Onyxia, this is not something difficult to guess."
Chromie raised his staff and stopped him from the side:
"We have all been to Draenor, and we know that Vigilant was given to Vengeance Oath by the World Tree. He cannot cooperate with members of the Titan camp, and we have all met Star Soul Lord, and we all understand why he did this.
If someone has to be the big bad with Dragon Soul, then it would be best for everyone if the power-hungry Green Skins takes on this mission.
Losing the power of the guardian is not a big deal. The most important thing is that we dragons should find out our position in Azeroth World. Who is the friend and who is the enemy is the most important.
Let me tell you."
The dwarf with a round head looked at the weak Mylune, she grinned and said:
"This is not a bad thing, Mai Lin. You and your tribe now have enough reasons to say goodbye to the dishonorable identity of "Titan Jailer", and I hope you are mentally prepared that we may not be able to save your mother this time.
Your father has done so much and will never allow his plan to fail, but don't worry, when Queen Ysera lost her power, her miserable and downtrodden future was also reversed.
We will definitely rescue her.
I promise you!"
While the dragons were doing "pre-war mobilization", Lothar, who came to see Naaru, and his guards stared blankly at the spacecraft that suddenly took off, as well as the well-trained Lightforged who rushed out of the rest area to change their weapons.
The human marshal was dumbfounded as he watched the six-meter-tall, golden and round Lightforged War Mech walk out of the hangar under the control of technicians, and saw those slender but powerful "fanatics" the immortal Warrior completing their mental awakening, and one by one got up from their dormant cabins and equipped themselves with weapons.
This scene was a rapid preparation for war that had never been seen by humans who were still in the feudal system, and the fierce force of Warrior's Army of the Light also opened Marshal Lothar's eyes.
Soon, Yrel was sent to invite Marshal Lothar to join the operation. She held the holy blade and said loudly:
"Light Weaver Warband was ordered to snipe Greater Demon who entered Azeroth," Nightmare Tyrant"Eranikus, the opponent is Corrupted Cenarius One of the "Three Generals" under, he has destroyed at least three of our Star Sea Clan worlds in the past ten thousand years, and is one of the enemies of Eredar.
Diakum the Saint has made up his mind to kill it in that cursed temple! Promote the morality of Eredar and Punishment Power of Holy Light.
Vigilant invites you to join this action.
But in order to ensure your safety, we have prepared a special Lightforged War Mech for you, and you will be the driver this time!"
"Ah?"
Lothar, who was full of hatred for the devil, was eager to give it a try, but was helpless. He said:
"The most sophisticated engineering creation I have ever come into contact with is the dwarves' Steam Tank. Your Lightforged War Mech looks very powerful at first glance, but it is also definitely very complicated."
"It doesn't matter, I don't know how to drive it, but the technicians said that the thing prepared for you is a fool-proof operation. There are only five joysticks for forward and backward, fire and dash, and brake. You can drive it around the battlefield for a few times and you will be able to do it.
If you really can't do it, step on the accelerator to the bottom!
The technicians swore that running over it all the way is also one of the optional fighting methods for Lightforging Mech pilots."
"You want me to completely extract the power of dreams from the Sleeper's body? But that is the power given by Titan! It is a trace of the great power of the true God."
Zuluhed looked at Eranikus in confusion. Nightmare Tyrant ignored him and just stretched out his hand to touch Dreamer Queen, who was controlled by Dragon Soul and was weak.
Its fingers slid over the beautiful emerald scales and whispered:
"Yes, you heard it right, and I said it right, I want you to extract all the dream power from my beloved, leaving not a drop behind!"
I want you to smash the shackles that Titan have imposed on Ysera, and I want you to truly give my beloved eternal freedom, instead of performing a wrong mission that she should not bear in this embarrassing posture."
"Uh, with all due respect, Your Majesty."
Zuluhed glanced at Dragon Soul in his hand, he sighed and said:
"It can't be done. There is a limit to how much power this artifact can extract from the dragon.
I have tried it before, and it was barely possible to deal with ordinary dragons, but your spouse, such a powerful demigod Dragon King, Dragon Soul, can only make her weak, and it is impossible to extract the dream power from her body.
That thing was almost integrated with her flesh and blood.
If she is extracted by force, she will probably die, and you don't want to see such a result, right?"
"So I prepared this for you."
Eranikus took out an exquisite magic bottle from his luggage and threw it to Zuluhed.
The latter took it in his hand and took a look, and was immediately frightened out of his wits.
This bottle is filled with green fluorescent light, which looks very beautiful like a jar of fireflies, but Zuluhed knows exactly what it is.
Plague jar containing Devolution Spores!
No!
The one in his hand is even more exaggerated.
The Devolution Spores here is definitely purified, without a trace of Fel, but it brings together the degenerate power of Life Force to the extreme. Ordinary people will turn into rickety dwarfs who cannot speak in a very short time even if they bear a little bit.
"Give it to my beloved, let Ysera return to our purest and most primitive form, completely abandon the "jailer uniform" that Titan tempted us to give us, which does not represent any noble glory at all.
This is a sign of shame!"
Eranikus said in a hoarse voice:
"This jar of Devolution Spores will allow Ysera to regain her former strength. Losing the power of Titan will not make her weak. She will become the proud Proto-Dragon king flying in the sky in my memory. And in this process of degradation, the shackles Titan has put on my beloved will also loosen.
At that time, you can use Dragon Soul to complete the stripping of the functions of Titan.
All the power of a Guardian Dragon King will belong to your hands. You can use it however you want. That is your freedom.
As I said just now, after completing this matter, the contract between you and the Nightmare Dragon is over. Dragon Soul is your reward, but be careful, Zuluhed, the ambitious Warlock, you just use it.
Its real owner has not yet appeared."
"I don't understand!"
Zuluhed, who had been silently serving the dragons, could not help but feel doubts at this moment.
He knew he shouldn't ask this question, but he couldn't help but whisper:
"Why do you torture your queen like this? Your Majesty, even a vicious Warlock like me can feel that you sincerely love the Sleeper, but why do you want her to suffer such pain?
You keep saying "save".
But I don't see what kind of salvation this is!
In fact, in my opinion, you are just like a madman who was bewitched by Fel, stubbornly doing something that is unlikely to get you any gratitude.
This either proves that you are a Saint.
Either prove that you were already crazy when you fell 10,000 years ago."
"Humph, what reason do I have to explain all this to you? Warlock, recognize your identity!"
Nightmare Tyrant turned around and glared at Zuluhed.
Greater Demon's cold aura turned into an evil fire that consumed all things, almost burning out Zuluhed's spirit, causing the shameless Green Skins Warlock to kneel on the ground and kowtow repeatedly to beg for mercy.
But the next moment, a weak voice sounded from beside Eranikus:
"My dear, I also want to know the answer to this question, why? Why do you treat me and my tribe like this?"
The voice was weak and sad, full of pain but not just because he was in a desperate situation.
Ysera the Dreamer Queen's eyes opened, her soft eyes full of confusion and sadness.
Facing her inquiry, Eranikus was silent for a moment. It opened its arms, hugged Ysera's huge dragon head, and gently patted its beloved's scales as it did when the two were alone in the past. It said:
"I think my sudden betrayal at War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago broke your heart. My dear Ysera. In these long years, there is not a day when I don't miss you, in the burning of Fel, in the screams of the world destroyed by my anger.
I've wanted to explain all this to you countless times, but I can't.
Those Titan Keeperss
They were appointed by Titan to sit in the world not only to ensure that Pantheon's malicious intentions against Azeroth come true, but also to monitor you! They know very well that dragons like us are the most powerful children of Azeroth, and they are worried that one day in the future we will notice the truth and choose to rebel.
They are worried that their evil master's evil plans for our hometown will be exposed and destroyed.
Do you remember?
When you and other Dragon King, led by Tyr, who we regard as friends, went to Ulduar to receive the blessing from Titan, how coldly did Odin, the leader of Titan Keeperss, treat us coldly? That arrogant golden giant never trusted us, and it did not even hide its disdain and vigilance towards us.
That's because Odin has something in his heart!"
Eranikus's demon eyes reflected anger, and it gritted its teeth and said:
"I did not betray without reason, my beloved.
Ten thousand years ago, when we rushed to the battlefield of the Elven Empire to help the world resist demons, I met the Shaper Sargerei. The powerful Great Demon Lord easily subdued me, but it did not force me to become a demon. On the contrary, it took me to a place.
There, it told me the truth that was hidden in the shadow of Azeroth history.
Ysera, my true love, the goddess of my dreams, I did not embrace Fel for myself, and I have never truly served Burning Legion. I let the evil fire burn my mind and shape my body just to exchange for a chance.
We are the children of Azeroth, Star Soul Lord is watching us.
But we once betrayed our World Mother under the rhetoric of outsiders, and we broke His heart. I once heard Azeroth's cry with my own ears, and I heard His scolding and anger.
My heart aches so much.
I don't want you and your tribe to suffer the same pain in the future, I want to tear off the chain Titan has tied around our necks!
I want to give you freedom!
You have to grit your teeth and bear the pain that follows, which is the punishment for us "Betrayer", but after you wake up, my dear, you will become a pure "Daughter of the World" again.
Our World Mother is waiting for you to come home, don't bow to any force!
Ysera, your true power can only be given by World Mother.
Go ahead.
My tribe and I sacrificed everything to get this opportunity for you. We must be wary of the erosion of World Mother by the Force and help him regain his freedom."
Eranikus kissed the corners of Ysera's eyes and said:
"Don't worry about me, I will bless you in another world. One day, we can meet again in that blazing blue Ardenweald. Go ahead and soar unfettered in the sky given to us by our mother."
"Buzz"
As Eranikus raised his hand, a crack leading to the dream was brutally torn open.
In the midst of Ysera's lamentation, Nightmare Tyrant turned around and said to Zuluhed:
"Escort my beloved back to the dreamland I left for you, and complete her release there. Vigilant is coming, Diakum is coming, Holy Light is coming. This is my execution moment, and I may be destined to be unable to leave here.
But Zuluhed.
You can try to betray your oath!"
Nightmare Tyrant stared at the trembling Orc Warlock, and it said:
"You and I are just a part of the Shaper Grand Plan. You can try to escape from its control and then look forward to what will happen to you."
"Don't dare, don't dare, my majesty, I will do my best to fulfill your last wish. The noble the Sleeper will be free from the tyranny of Titan!"
Zuluhed shouted at the top of his voice, and then he said carefully:
"But Dragon King besides the Sleeper"
"As long as you can take them, do whatever you want with them."
Nightmare Tyrant said coldly:
"The only heat and kindness I have left is only enough to share with my queen and people. The choices of other dragons have nothing to do with me! Escape as soon as possible, I will buy you a little time."
"But the servants of Soulflayer, who worked so hard, are still here."
Zuluhed said:
"Those Trolls are trying to resurrect their evil gods below. Do you want to tell them to run away? They don't know how dangerous Diakum is."
"Huh, are they nice to you?"
Nightmare Tyrant said in surprise:
"Your Warlock's moral level is actually so high? It's really surprising."
"No, no, my majesty. Only by telling them to run away can we disrupt the situation and attract the attention of the terrible Diakum. Only in this way can we have enough time to send the noble the Sleeper back to Dream Rift."
Zuluhed waved his hand and said:
"Isn't that why we invited them here? I enthusiastically become friends with them because they are useful."
"You are truly a qualified Warlock."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. I will make more friends and I will definitely need them in the future."