Ysera arrived at Wyrmrest Temple on time.
This is the first time she has returned here after experiencing various accidents in the past period.
When Ysera, wearing silver armor and a green cloak, appeared from the dream, the Red Dragon Deacons of Alexstrasza immediately stepped forward to greet him with joy.
Ysera is the biological sister of Red Dragon Queen, so the deacons of Wyrmrest Temple will also call her "Mistress".
"We are welcoming the arrival of those Dracthyr Warrior in the name of the Dragon Queen. This place has not been so lively for many years. Mistress, we need to prepare rooms for the Dracthyr, food and clothing that suit their habits,
They said they wanted to learn Visage Spell and wanted to check the history in the library, so I had to contact some Blue Dragons for them to return."
The old dragon butler led the way in his elf form. He acted a bit nagging, much like those elderly human butlers, but Ysera enjoyed the warmth of this detail.
She said softly:
"Dracthyrs once participated in the war to capture Storm-Eaters. I saw the records of that battle on the outlying islands. Dracthyrs paid huge casualties in order to defeat those Blight Boars.
Although that period of history has been hidden because of Deathwing, Dragon Aspects cannot treat the heroes badly and must try its best to meet all the needs of Dracthyr. Let's think of it as belated compensation... huh?
Why are you looking at me like that?"
Ysera looked at the dragon deacon in front of him in surprise. The expression on the latter's face was a bit strange.
Faced with the Sleeper's inquiry, Deacon Dragon sighed and said:
"You just mentioned "that person". You know that his name is taboo here. In the past ten thousand years, you have tried to avoid mentioning this nickname that represents disaster on all occasions."
"But I will no longer deceive myself and pretend that those tragic pasts never happened. Covering up history cannot bring peace of mind. The accusations against us by War of the Scaled and Incarnate Dragons have further proved this.
If we choose to forget, we cannot blame others for attacking us with the truth."
Ysera shook his head and said:
"Forget it, I can understand Dragon Aspects's concerns. Just think that I said something wrong. Where is my sister? Is she at the top?"
"Yes, His Majesty is discussing some important matters with the Weaver."
Red Dragon Deacon said softly:
"Do you need me to take you up? Many young dragons are waiting to serve you."
"No, I'll go there by myself."
Ysera calls upon dreams to open the rift leading to the highest point of the Dragon Palace Temple. This tower is protected by dragon language magic. It is very difficult to cast spells here, but it obviously cannot limit spellcasters of Ysera's level.
When the Sleeper appeared from the shadow of the dream, he happened to hear Malygos explaining to Alexstrasza everything that happened that year.
"Neltharion called me over. It was very anxious at the time. I thought something had happened. When I arrived at the outlying island, I saw a terrifying battlefield. Raszageth and her Blight Boar army attacked there in the storm.
Thousands of Proto-Dragon died there, and Neltharion's Burning Legion were also seriously damaged.
It said that Dracthyr's brave fighting gave it the opportunity to severely damage Raszageth, and I believed it. It also told me that the artifact controlling Dracthyr was shattered, so it asked me to seal Dracthyr until we can find a way to control these elite Warrior again."
The Weaver's words are full of pain and self-blame.
It says:
"I trusted it very much at the time. Although I was dissatisfied with the way Neltharion Titan Artifact controlled the spirit of Dracthyr, I still helped it and left the Rabisageth and Blue Dragon guards there to take care of it.
Neltharion told me that Dracthyr is a warrior it specially trained to hunt Incarnate Dragons and Blight Boar. The "Dragon-Slaying Techniques" they control is also very dangerous to Dragon Aspects.
Therefore, in order to prevent them from getting out of control, it and I had to work together to cover up the evidence of the existence of Dracthyr. It asked me to keep it secret, and I think its reason was very appropriate. At that time, we were under attack from all sides by Incarnate Dragons and were under the greatest pressure.
After the cataclysm that followed, I thought that the outlying island had been destroyed by the disaster, so I didn't tell you these things..."
"But they survived, and it was precisely because Raszageth was sealed that it directly caused War of the Scaled to enter the most cruel and irreversible century-old struggle."
Ysera walked out of the shadow of the dream and said to Malygos:
"I just heard Anbosa and its Dracthyr discussing. The smart Scalelord said that they saw you casting spells when they were sealed. You'd better explain the whole story to them, Malygos.
Stop hiding the truth!
Every lie we tell must be covered with ten lies. Lies cannot fool Dracthyr. They will find out the truth on their own.
Then what may greet us is another "War of the Scaled" born of lies."
Ysera's words were somewhat scolding, which made the Weaver nodded seriously.
Red Dragon Queen is visibly haggard. The injuries she suffered in Mount Hyjal have not yet fully healed. After all, her body was pierced by Polluter's war spear. If the rescue had not been timely, Red Dragon Queen would have suffered a lot even if she was good at healing.
But Alexstrasza is still very happy to see her sister "come home".
She stood up and held Ysera's hand. After the latter took off his dragon war helmet, he stroked her long hair affectionately. She pressed her forehead against Ysera's forehead as before and said softly:
"I miss you so much, sister. You should come back more often to spend time with your poor sister."
"I.:. I just sent the bound Raszageth to Storm Peaks."
Ysera said softly:
"World Mother hopes that Storm-Eater can reorganize Proto-Dragon's settlement and ethnic group. He hopes to see Proto-Dragon embark on the right track of "natural evolution."
"Raszageth? She becomes the leader?"
The Weaver scolded:
"Isn't this a waste of human life? As for Raszageth's moody, cold and bloodthirsty character, the number of Proto-Dragon that is now much smaller than before will probably be handed over to her soon...:"
"She's changing!
Vigilant exerted a Profound Mind Mystery on her that I couldn't understand but was very powerful. That power forced Raszageth to face her past.
She Confession me all the way.
She even remembered the names of every compatriot who died at her hands, a long and terrifying list."
Ysera rubbed his brow and sighed:
"I don't know what Confession's power will turn Raszageth into, but I think the problem you are worried about will most likely not arise. World Mother hopes that Raszageth will be in charge of World Elements's power in the future. This is her arrangement for the four-headed Incarnate Dragons.
Obviously, World Mother admires their resistance to Titan's discipline.
But I am not here to argue with you about who is the righteous party in War of the Scaled, that is meaningless.
I'm here to get down to business.
Tell me, what are you going to do?"
Red Dragon Queen and the Weaver looked at each other, and Malygos explained:
"We want to summon Bronze Dragonflight into this timeline. Whether it is facing the threat of Deathwing or the upcoming Dragon Isles, Nozdormu and its Burning Legion need to be involved.
We have collected many sacred objects with the power of time, but they are not enough to break the constraints of the timeline and contact Scale of the Sands.
Until the appearance of Dracthyrs,
They have the essence of Bronze Dragons in their bodies. Using them to cast time magic can obviously complete communication, or at least send letters. Of course, we need the help of the last Bronze Dragons in the world.
Chromie are you willing to participate?"
"I've already told her."
Ysera said:
"But whether she wants to come or not, I can't.::"
"Huh, Bronze Dragonss are never late, but we are never early either."
In the swirling vortex of time like quicksand, Chromie jumped out waving her iconic Priest staff, holding a large hourglass exuding the breath of time in her arms.
She placed this thing in front of the three Dragon King with a bang, patted her strange object proudly, and said:
"This thing was made by me after working hard to collect Epoch Stone. Using it, I can contact other timelines, and maybe I can also contact Master Nozdormu.
I originally planned to do this on my own, but since you have valid reasons, I'll leave it to you."
Chromie waved his hand, walked towards his own quicksand vortex, and turned back to warn:
"But I want to tell you that the impact of time is twofold. You can't just have the good ones and not the bad ones! Therefore, after Bronze Dragonflight comes to this timeline, the big bad guys Infinite Dragonflight will also come with it.
But that's not a bad thing."
Chromie shrugged and said:
"I am no longer bound by the time rules of Titan, so the Infinite Dragonflight killed by me will completely collapse in this timeline. Therefore, I actually "welcome" them to come over.
I am "Time Agent" from World Mother. This time, my gun is loaded with real bullets!
Well, the era of petty quarrels is over."
After saying that, Chromie jumped into the time vortex and disappeared. The hourglass she left behind was touched by the Weaver. After a moment of induction, Malygos nodded to Alexstrasza and said:
"I feel the traces left by Scale of the Sands in the time network. If Dracthyrs are willing to help, we can start summoning Bronze Dragons now.
As for Infinite Dragonflight..."
Malygos showed a rather subtle expression, and the magic monarch said softly:
"Infinite Dragonflight's goal is to change the established timeline, but I'm sure this timeline doesn't require them to change at all,
Those thugs who disrupted history will probably be at a loss when faced with such a dramatic turn of fate."
"Then invite Dracthyrs."
Alexstrasza said in a deep voice:
"I always feel uneasy without Nozdormu by my side."
"Hmm."
The Weaver used Teleportation Spell to send himself to Dracthyr's temporary camp. He guessed that Ysera and Alexstrasza had something to whisper.
After Aspect of the Blue left, Ysera said to her sister:
"Have you thought about how to face Vyranoth in the future?"
"I"
Red Dragon Queen bit his lip, finally lowered his head and said:
"I never thought that there would be a day when I could see her again. You know, I had already decided to forget her and that past."
"But you never forgot."
Ysera stretched out her hand, tapped on her sister's towering chest, and said:
"There is me here, there is Krasus, there is your other spouse, there is the whole Dragonflight, but I am sure that in the softest and most vulnerable place in your heart, there will always be a corner for Vyranoth.
You have to be prepared, sister.
The things we did in the past, even if we eliminate all opposition between good and evil, you severely broke her heart and you are ashamed of her...
Especially before Vyranoth dueled you, she ordered her followers to betray Iridikron and fully assist you after she failed. That was the biggest turning point in War of the Scaled.
She gives you a victory that determines the outcome.
How desperate must she have been?
But even in such despair, she still chose to believe in you, even though you had already failed her."
Red Dragon Queen held his sister's hand.
Warm tears fell on Ysera's fingers, and she hugged her fragile sister. She knew that Alexstrasza had endured too much.
If in the future, they find conclusive evidence in Dragon Isles that is enough to explain all the truth, proving that Titan Keepers deceived Dragon Aspects, all my sister's persistence so far will be associated with a layer of "original sin."
She will collapse.
How strong she has been over the past tens of thousands of years, how fragile she will be when that moment comes.
Ysera knows that the one who can solve this problem is not him, nor Lady Aegwynn or Diakum the Saint, but the most dangerous opponent of War of the Scaled's sister, the "sister" who has been their best friend since they were born.
Iceheart Dragon, whose emotions were frozen due to betrayal.
Quel'Thalas is very lively recently.
This golden land seems to be completely unaffected by Northern Borderlands's recent turbulent war threats. High Elf people have transported all kinds of luxurious and exquisite things from all over the world, and the whole people have mobilized to decorate Silvermoon City to celebrate their prince's upcoming wedding celebration.
Kael'thas Sunstrider's prestige among High Elf is frighteningly high.
Because there is no need to bear the loss of reputation caused by national policy decisions, Kael'thas is a symbol of "perfection" in the eyes of the people. Not long ago, their prince also brought the secret of "Sulfuras·Creation Flame" back to the Elf Kingdom.
This feat alone is enough for Silvermoon Council's most rebellious members of Congress to abandon the partisanship in court and praise Prince.
Of course, for this matter to be so heated, Sun King and his propaganda machine were behind it. Without the king's permission, it would be difficult for the prince's wedding to affect the elves' rhythm of life in such a short period of time.
In the eyes of those who are interested, this actually means that Sun King has made up his mind.
Perhaps soon after the prince's wedding, His Majesty Anasterian will abdicate. By then, young Kael'thas,
Sunstrider is about to ascend the throne and become the third Sun King of Quel'Thalas.
Although not everyone is looking forward to such a development, at such a beautiful moment as the wedding is approaching, it is better to put aside the unappetizing political differences.
"Your Majesty, the Phoenix Mages of Isle of Quel'Danas have observed the legendary "Wandering Isle" moving towards our coast."
A Phoenix Guard strode into the king's lounge and reported to His Majesty Anasterian who was writing invitations to the leaders of the major forces:
"The mages said that Lord "Shen-zin Su" looked larger than when it appeared near Quel'Thalas thousands of years ago, and the number of Pandaren it carried behind it seemed to be larger.
According to the previous official note from Pandaria, when Mr. Shen-zin Su docks this time, he will ask the official envoy of Pandaren to land and submit his credentials to you.
Those Pandarens will also participate in Prince's wedding celebration as spectators."
"Well, that's a rare good thing!"
Sun King's mood was clearly visible to the naked eye. He signed his magic signature on the invitation and said:
"Then let's make arrangements.
When Wandering Isle's distinguished guests arrive at the pier, I will personally go there to greet them. I still remember that Father King always described to me the treasure chest that Pandaren Empire gave to Queen Azshara when I was a child.
Well, only a few people know the secret of that treasure chest, and I am honored to be one of them."
"As you command, Your Majesty."
Phoenix Guard turned around and left to arrange the king's schedule. After a while, several attendants came to the king with a large box of letters. The leader whispered:
"Your Majesty, these are letters of congratulations sent from all over Eastern Continent. Your secretaries have already preliminarily screened them, and you need to respond to them personally."
"Orbit"
When the heavy letter box was placed on Sun King's desk, it even made the sturdy desk shake. It can be seen that there are so many letters here, and every letter here represents a powerful person. Although High Elf's politics are long and complicated, they have really done a good job in maintaining relationships with powerful people everywhere.
Anasterian His Majesty looked at these envelopes and waved his hand expressionlessly.
The king's daily life is so boring. Fortunately, there are many ways to be lazy in this magical world. As he uses his magic hand to take out many letters at once, the replies that have been prepared according to the routine template are also placed one by one by the attendants.
Sun King stood up and poured himself a glass of wine. Behind him, the automatic writing royal quill was writing His Majesty's perfect magic signature under each reply.
After being printed, these letters will be sent back to powerful people across the mainland.
They may not all attend Kael'thas's celebration. After all, the current security situation in mainland China is obviously not good to the naked eye, but their congratulations are well-intentioned, and Quel'Thalas is so face-conscious that they cannot treat them casually.
"Your Majesty, there is a letter here that you need to see personally."
When Sun King took his second sip of wine, the strange voices of the attendants sounded behind him. Anasterian turned around in surprise and saw the attendants offering a strange "greeting card" to him.
This is a magic greeting card that must be opened by a dedicated person.
Its body is very fragile, and forcibly opening it will cause the information inside to be completely destroyed. It is not a profound magic, but it can be mixed in these letters and sent to the king, which shows that this thing is indeed extraordinary.
Sun King put down the wine glass, carefully gave himself a Arcane Protection, and then reached out and opened the greeting card.
There is only one sentence in it:
"First of all, congratulations to Prince Kael'thas, Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, on their happy wedding! On behalf of "Arch-Thief Rafaam and his gang", I would like to express my highest respect to you and your son.
In addition.
As we all know, order and security in large-scale events has always been a troublesome problem, especially in a place as rich as Quel'Thalas, which will definitely attract many unknowing thieves who want to make a fortune.
Therefore, please be sure to protect your important property."
"What is this?"
Sun King's eyes widened.
He felt like this was a prank, what "Supreme Thief King", Anasterian has lived for more than three thousand years, and he has never heard of a strong man with style giving himself such an exaggerated title.
It sounds like a title that some petty thieves would use.
But before he could scold him, the text on the greeting card in front of him jumped quickly, reorganizing into another sentence in the dance of strange shadows:
"On the day of the wedding, when the King of Thieves arrives! Don't taint my eyes with gold coins, Rafaam I only want real treasures, take them one at a time, it will flow smoothly and safely... hehehehe."
The weird laughter that turned the last three words into an entity, with some kind of electronic music-like reverberation, made Sun King throw away the greeting card in his hand as if he was bitten by a poisonous snake.
The moment the thing left his hand, it turned into a ball of purple-black light spots, forming a nasty smile in front of Anasterian's eyes.
Then quietly Dispersion.
It doesn't have any lethality, but this spell-casting skill is truly amazing.
"Strengthen security!"
Sun King said to Phoenix Sword Saint who broke in:
"The security of the city will be doubled before the wedding. On the day of the wedding, the rangers from Windrunner Spire will be invited to guard... especially the royal treasury! The Grand Magus from Silvermoon Council will be invited to guard it in person."
"As commanded."
Phoenix Sword Saint Salorian nodded seriously, but then he suggested in a low voice:
"The energy residue shows that it seems to be a void spell. Do you want to invite the shadow hunters over? They are the people with the most profound research on the power of the void in the world of Azeroth."
"Well, then why not just invite a more powerful noble person?"
Sun King smiled, waved his hand and said:
"Prepare a gift of the highest standard and deliver it to Vigilant! With him here, I want to see that "Supreme Thief King". How can he steal my Quel'Thalas treasure?"