Since we're going to the Frozen Throne, the closer the teleportation point, the better.
The Frozen Throne sits atop Icecrown Glacier, the coldest place in all of Northrend. This Icecrown Citadel, perched atop the mountains, is far more magnificent and imposing than any other nation's architecture, and even more formidable than Ironforge.
The problem is, nobody here knows anything about the Icecrown Glacier.
Without knowing or having been there, there's no way to set up a magical beacon or teleport accurately. Add to that the interference of the Lich's chaotic mental power, and you might accidentally end up inside a rock or teleport deep underground.
Teleportation carries risks, and large-scale teleportation requires even greater caution.
Even with Kael'thas and Vashj's magical prowess, they wouldn't dare to act recklessly under these circumstances.
With no other option, they had to teleport to Dragonblight.
Why am I teleported to Dragonblight?
Because the sacred site Dragon Aspects, the Wyrmrest Temple, is located in Dragonblight, and the Kirin Tor councilor Krasus, an ancient red dragon mage, resides Wyrmrest Temple.
Kael'thas contacted Krasus through a teleportation crystal within the Kirin Tor Council and received his help, which allowed him to open a large teleportation array and be transported to the Wyrmrest Temple.
It wasn't on the top floor of the Wyrmrest Temple, but below it, and not inside the Wyrmrest Temple, but somewhere in the wasteland to the north.
The Wyrmrest Temple does not welcome mortals, at least not now. Even Krasus, in his capacity, could not bring outsiders to the Wyrmrest Temple without authorization. It is a sacred place shared by the five Dragon Aspects Legion, containing many secrets and precious dragon eggs, and is heavily guarded.
"Uncle Krasus!"
Upon seeing the Red Dragon Mage, Anveena emerged from the orange bow Thori'dal, dressed in a golden and white gown, looking incredibly beautiful and radiant.
" Anveena, you've grown to this level? Impressive. It seems the decision to have you follow Nicholas was right." Krasus smiled, nodded to Kael'thas, then looked at Jiang Jie: " Nicholas, I sense a new World Tree has been born. I hope you take good care of it. It's a gift from the Night Elf to you, and also a gift from Alexstrasza and me. The Red Dragonflight will always be watching you, watching the World Tree; we don't want it to become a second Vordrassil."
"Of course not, Lord Krasus. Believe me, this World Tree will heal the Lordaeron, where no Old Gods dwell." Jiang Jie smiled, bowed respectfully, and thanked him for entrusting Anveena to him, as well as for his help with the World Tree.
Jiang Jie realized that the Red Dragon Queen's entrustment of the World Tree seed to him was likely due in no small part to Krasus's influence.
"You know about the Old Gods? It seems Medivh told you a lot." Krasus nodded, then looked at Malfurion and Tyrande: "The leader of the Cenarion Circle and the High Priestess of the Temple of the Moon Goddess, and... Illidan —I didn't expect you to have become like this—long time no see."
It's been a really long time, almost ten thousand years.
During the War of the Ancients, they fought side by side. Malfurion then frequently entered the Emerald Dream to slumber, Tyrande was busy guarding the Night Elf territory, and Krasus spent most of his time in Northrend before moving to the Eastern Kingdoms. He became close to the High Elf but rarely went to Kalimdor.
Even for immortal beings, this timeframe is far too long.
Illidan's expression was somewhat strange.
Ten thousand years ago, he studied magic under the archmage Rhonin, who traveled back in time. Later, he learned that Rhonin was actually Krasus's student. So, strictly speaking, Illidan was actually two generations younger than Krasus.
Of course, Krasus had already become the consort of the Red Dragon Queen ten thousand years ago, and his age is unknown; he is probably much older than Illidan's grandfather.
But it would be difficult for him to acknowledge this relationship.
So Illidan simply turned his head away and looked elsewhere, out of sight, out of mind.
Master Krasus.
Malfurion greeted her and then asked, "May we have the honor of meeting the Lady?" Lady... this was Malfurion's address to the Red Dragon Queen, a form he had used for ten thousand years.
" Alexstrasza is recuperating at the Ruby Sanctum; she... doesn't want to see you."
As the Red Dragon Queen's youngest and most favored consort, Krasus naturally had the right to address her by her name directly, his tone revealing a sense of helplessness.
The Dragon Aspects are high above and don't care about the lives of mortals!
To be honest, the Dragon Aspects were quite dedicated. Even after the Orcs treated the Red Dragon Queen that way, the red dragons didn't relentlessly pursue Orcs. Otherwise, given the strength of the Red Dragonflight, there wouldn't be the New Horde we have today.
The power of the Queen of the Dragon Aspects surpasses that of most Demigod, and the power of the Red Dragon Queen is beyond the Orcs' ability to contend with.
Each of the five Dragon Aspects Legion has its own responsibility. The Titan Keepers channel Titans power into their bodies, and corresponding to this power is the responsibility—the responsibility to protect the world.
Only events threatening the Dragon Aspects, or even the entirety of Azeroth, will Dragon Aspects them. Wars between mortals are to be resolved by mortals themselves.
"Lord Krasus, the Undead have killed far too many humans, Dwarves, High Elf, Night Elf, and other races. The Red Dragon Queen is the Life-Binder, wielding the life authority bestowed upon her by the Titans. Doesn't she care?" Kael'thas couldn't help but question, his tone laced with disrespect.
"I'm sorry, but in our eyes, the Undead are also life, another form of life." Krasus shrugged.
That's just the way things are, unavoidably.
The Red Dragon Queen was certainly more powerful than the Lich King, and if she had wanted to, she could have destroyed him at the very beginning of Lich King existence, but she didn't.
The Dragon Aspects do not wish to have too much influence on the mortal world. They do not want to use the authority granted by the Titans to manipulate the course of history, otherwise, it would only bring Devastation to the world. This is because the power of the Dragon Aspects is too great; each Queen of the Dragon Aspects has the ability to Devastation the world.
That's it.
However, Jiang Jie felt that it was probably not as simple as Krasus had described.
Malygos, the King of the Blue Dragons, lost his mind after his race was wiped out in the War of the Ancients. The Red Dragon Queen must have been keeping an eye on him to prevent problems with the Nexus.
And is the Red Dragonflight truly capable of defeating the Scourge?
Just look at the Frost Wyrm that occasionally appear in the sky, and you'll know.
The Lich King resurrected a vast number of Frost Wyrm, likely far exceeding the number of the Red Dragonflight. Add to that a massive horde of other Undead, and the red dragons... are probably powerless to stop them.
Why has Krasus basically disappeared from Dalaran in recent years, ultimately neglecting to Dalaran care about its Devastation?
It's because the Wyrmrest Temple was also threatened by the Scourge, forcing them to return to defend their home!
Other dragons are even less reliable.
The Bronze Dragons's enemies are the Infinite Dragonflight and the Hour of Twilight; the Green Dragonflight's enemies are the Emerald Nightmare; the Black Dragonflight has betrayed them; the King of the Blue Dragons has lost his mind; and the five Dragon Aspects Legion are plagued by internal problems and can't care about anything else.
In the end, mortal problems must be solved by mortals themselves.
"The road ahead is yours to walk." Krasus looked at the hundreds of Frost Wyrm circling in the sky, his expression changing. " The Lich King has lost control, and these Frost Wyrm have followed suit! They are preparing an even fiercer attack! The Resentment of the dead for the living is driving them! You must go, I must join the battle!"
Krasus transformed into a giant red dragon over fifty meters long, flapping his wings and soaring into the sky.
"The ancient red dragon is even larger Mannoroth, and even larger than Archimonde..." Jiang Jie exclaimed, then looked towards the distant Icecrown Glacier: "Time is of the essence, let's go!"