After all, when those guardians shared the power of the Titans with the guardian dragons, their intentions were not simple at all.
The black dragon king, Nefarian, saw through this, which led to his intense anger, dissatisfaction and resentment.
Eventually, the Old Gods took advantage of the situation and transformed him into Deathwing, who wanted to destroy everything.
Although strictly speaking, after the destruction of the Black Empire, almost all life on Azeroth, except for those sealed elements, was created by the Titans and their guardians.
But you are still recognized and accepted by the star souls nurtured by this planet.
So I sincerely suggest that the Guardian Dragons abandon all the concepts and responsibilities that the Titan Guardians have instilled in you.
Because that is essentially a means to transform the soul of Azeroth into the same species as the Titans.
And in their eyes, you are nothing more than slaves domesticated to achieve this goal.
Indeed, the power of the Titans gives the Guardian Dragons great strength and talents that surpass those of the Proto-Dragon.
But it has also profoundly distorted your thoughts and even your souls.
This is actually no different from the erosion and corruption of the ancient gods.
But I'm different.
I will give you free will and let you shape your own star soul with your own hands.
After all, for the guardian dragon, the Star Soul is both the mother who gave birth to everything and the child who needs protection and guidance.
This is what you should really protect at all costs.”
Zuo Si stared at the Red Dragon Queen in front of him and directly off the last piece of fig leaf, revealing the conspiracy and calculation behind the creation of the guardian dragon.
As a great devil who had insight into human nature and psychology, he was obviously very aware that this matter was like a thorn that had been stuck in the hearts of all the guardian dragons since the moment Deathwing fell into darkness.
It's not that they know nothing about it, but that they know it but dare not say it.
Because the power of the Guardian Dragon comes from the sharing of the Titan Guardian.
Without such power, they would be unable to face Deathwing's frenzied counterattack, and the red, green, blue and bronze dragon legions would inevitably perish and become extinct in this civil war.
So even if he knew that he had been tricked, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger, and did not dare to cause trouble for the Titan Guardian.
They cannot afford to lose the power of the Titans.
But now, as Ulduar collapsed before the army of the New Phyrexian Blue Faction, all the guardians became servants of Zuo Si, and even the sealed old god Yogg-Saron was completely eliminated. The order once established by the Titans has collapsed.
At the same time, a completely new order is taking its place.
Whether to be eliminated as the remnants of the old era or to bow to the masters of the new era is actually not a difficult choice at all.
What's more, the red dragon queen Alexstrasza is the one who cares most about the mortal races among all the guardian dragons.
Whenever something big happens in Azeroth, she always shows up first and offers help, acting like a good person.
Compared to Malygos, the mentally unstable blue dragon king who is stimulated, Nozdormu, the bronze dragon king who always hides in the time flow and disappears without a trace, and Ysera, the green dragon queen who hides in the spiritual world of the Emerald Dream, Alexstrasza can be said to have the highest appearance rate.
So after a long silence, the Red Dragon Queen finally lowered her proud head and solemnly swore: "From today on, I and the entire Red Dragon Legion will obey your orders and fight to protect all life on this planet."
Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Great!
I knew you would make the right choice.
Now you and your children can continue to do what you think is right.
Additionally, I would like you and some powerful red dragons to reside at the Sunwell on the Isle of Quel'Danas for a few days.
Help me research the differences between the Aspects and Proto-Dragons after all these years of evolution."
"Research?"
Alexstrasza was stunned for a moment, completely unaware of the terrible intention behind this.
You know, as the "Life Binder", she has the strongest vitality and reproductive ability among all the guardian dragons.
Back then, he single-handedly cultivated a powerful army of red dragons for the orcs of the Dragon Roar Clan in a very short period of time.
Even though the young dragons that were forced to serve as mounts were only born a short time ago, their innate talents and flame breathing alone were enough to cause heavy losses to the Alliance.
Jaina's brother, the eldest son of Kul Tiras Navy Marshal Daelin, died under the flames of the orc dragon riders.
So in Zuo Si's eyes, this is a perfect breeding machine that can help him screen out the advantages of dragons from different worlds and even the universe and integrate them.
Of course, he would not be as direct and rough as he was to Saragosa. Instead, he planned to use pink magic to slowly influence the Red Dragon Queen, causing her to sink into desire and be unable to extricate herself.
In fact, while he was speaking just now, he had silently and instantly cast at least four pink magic spells infused with quasi-divine power.
It wasn't long before Alexstrasza's desire grew, and she became increasingly hungry and sensitive.
The most important thing is that these little actions in secret did not violate the promise made by Zuo Si.
What's more, it is definitely a good thing for the entire Red Dragon Legion that the Red Dragon Queen becomes willing to mate.
That means that their numbers and size will experience explosive growth in the next few years to make up for the huge losses they suffered during the orc invasion.
Thinking of this, Zuo Si's eyes flashed with a subtle deep light, and he explained with a smile: "Yes, it's research.
You must know that the essence of Titan power is a part of the star soul energy, which has the dual attributes of creation and destruction.
It carries the will of the Titans and will transform all life that accepts this power.
Although I don't mind the Guardian Dragon retaining this power, the prerequisite is to make sure it is not a potential hidden danger or threat.
Don't worry, this kind of research won't cause any substantial harm, it's just a systematic observation and testing of the red dragon's fertility and offspring."
"Very well, I will proceed to the Sunwell as you command."
Although Alexstrasza still didn't quite understand what Zuo Sixiang was trying to do, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
After all, she was somewhat worried about the Titan power she possessed.
Soon, the Red Dragon Queen took off into the air with several red dragon guards and flew towards the Ruby Temple in the Dragonbone Wastes, intending to inform the entire Red Dragon Legion and other guardian dragons of the news.
After the giant dragon turned into a black dot in the sky, Zuo Si turned around and took a quick look at Dumbledore, who had returned to his middle-aged appearance and looked like a killer of young girls and young women. He couldn't help but sighed, "It seems that someone is not lying. When you were young, you were indeed a charming and popular person. No wonder so many wizards in the magic world are willing to follow you, even if they know there are dangers, they still do not hesitate."
"Hahahaha! Thanks for the compliment.
But for some reason, when these words come out of your mouth, they always give people a weird feeling.
And I was able to regain my youth and vitality thanks to the life-extending potion you provided.
To be honest, I can't believe that there are so many ways to achieve immortality besides making Horcruxes.
If Tom, who has torn his soul apart many times, knew this, he would probably go completely crazy.
Because he took great pains to turn himself into something neither human nor ghost, in the end it would have been safer to just transform himself into a lich.
At least the lich's soul is preserved intact in the life box, instead of being torn into pieces, causing his emotions and thoughts to become extremely unstable."
Dumbledore laughed and expressed his feelings that had been suppressed in his heart.
Compared to the magic used by wizards, the more profound and complex magic system of the continent of Faerun undoubtedly provides too many means to achieve immortality.
The simplest way is to reincarnate and start over with complete memories.
A slightly more complicated one is to directly change the race, from humans to elves, dragons and other intelligent life forms with a lifespan of hundreds or even two or three thousand years, or simply add spirits, demons, devils, celestial beings and other creatures from other dimensions that have no lifespan limit.
In addition, you can also move directly to the star realm where there is no concept of time.
Compared with these methods that do not have too serious consequences, tearing one's own soul apart to create a Horcrux is too low-level and too inferior.
Moreover, each Horcrux has an independent consciousness, and they will fight among themselves to see who is the real self.
When choosing the way to extend his life for the first time, Dumbledore even felt happy because he didn't know which one to choose.
There was no way. At that time, he knew nothing about the magic system of the continent of Faerun, so how could he dare to choose a ritual like changing race, which was so explosive at first glance.
In the end, he chose the life-extending potion that looked the most normal, rather than using other methods to achieve immortality once and for all.
"I can understand how it can be a huge mental and psychological shock when you're first exposed to that stuff.
Because immortality, which is difficult to achieve in the magical world on Earth, is not an unattainable taboo in a world where magic is highly developed.
Just like these ores formed from the foul black blood of Yogg-Saron, the ancient god of this planet.
Even a small piece of it can drive those dark wizards who pursue power and immortality by any means necessary crazy.
But now they have spread everywhere on this continent.
The giant dragons in the world of Toril, which have extremely high intelligence and wisdom, will definitely drive wizards who are obsessed with dragon fires crazy.
But it seems that you have adapted well and did not give up on yourself like some psychologically fragile guys who could not accept the huge psychological gap.
Now I have to say that Albus Dumbledore is worthy of being the greatest wizard of the 20th century.
Your strength does not lie in how much power you possess, nor in what kind of status and reputation you once had, but in the fact that you have a truly strong heart.
This is also the reason why I chose to give you an invitation letter.
I believe that even in the land of Faerun, which is full of powerful people and full of dangers, you can still continue to write your own legend. "
After saying that, Zuo Si casually grabbed a piece of Saronite ore that was being transported by the New Phyrexian mechanical miners, smelted it directly into metal and removed the remaining spiritual pollution of the Old Gods to the greatest extent possible, then gently threw it over.
Dumbledore took it subconsciously, and then he felt his own vitality slipping away, as well as strange whispers coming from his mind, and quickly cast the classic first-level spell of protection from evil on himself.
moment!
All these terrible effects were blocked out.
Similarly, he could also carefully examine this small piece of magical metal that emitted a green glow.
After a few minutes, he raised his head and asked in surprise, "It can actually absorb all life force and magical energy?"
“That’s right.
Although there is a certain upper limit to absorption, it is undeniable that the characteristics of Saronite make it very suitable for making various magical equipment.
Especially protective gear that can resist magical attacks.
But please be careful when using it.
The whispers of the Old Gods are no joke.
If a person is exposed to evil for a long time without protection, it won't be long before a mentally normal person goes completely insane.
In addition, if the evil organizations and gods in Faerun find out that you have Saronite, it may cause you great trouble."
Zuo Si reminded him in a kind manner.
Because he knew very well that with Dumbledore's character, he would not give up because of danger, but would face the difficulties head-on and enjoy the excitement of fighting wits and courage with a powerful enemy.
Even though this old lion who graduated from Gryffindor College has been playing the role of headmaster of Hogwarts for a few years, the passion for adventure and excitement in his bones has never cooled.
Through the report of his Arcane Mystic Lich, Zuo Si learned that right after the principal obtained the LV1 wizard level, he had secretly participated in a short adventure without telling anyone, and together with his teammates, he hunted two pterosaurs and brought back several pterosaur eggs that the client had specifically requested.
You have to know that this mission requires leaving the city and entering the dense forest, so the wizard's abilities will definitely not be used.
If a first-level wizard wants to play a role when facing a powerful predator like a pterosaur that has the ability to fly, he not only needs to have a smart enough mind, but also the courage to face death. This is definitely not something that anyone can do.
Even if a complete and proper plan is formulated, if there is even the slightest mistake during the operation, the result will most likely be death on the spot.
If it were Zuo Si himself, he would definitely not do such a dangerous thing when his casting level was only LV1.
But the principal not only did it, but also performed extremely well.
This can be seen from the fact that he alone took half of the entire team's salary.
Adventurers are a group that values more work, more pay.
It is an established rule that only when a member performs convincingly to his teammates can he get the highest percentage of the commission.
As expected, after learning about the properties of Saronite and the trouble it might bring, Dumbledore did not throw it away. Instead, he put it in his pocket and said half-jokingly, "Since this magical metal is so magical, it must be very valuable. I must take it back and keep it well. You know, I am extremely poor now."
But Zuo Si questioned, "If you really need money, why do you refuse my help? I believe you should know now that wealth has long lost its meaning to me.
As long as I want, I can mobilize the resources of thousands of planets at any time.
A few million or even tens of millions of gold coins are not even pocket money in my eyes.
What's more, this kind of help is essentially a return for the help you have given me before."
Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "No, that's different.
You have given me back so much, even more than I ever gave you.
My self-esteem won't allow me to endlessly demand like a parasite.
I need to work hard to get everything I need.
Only in this way can it be considered a great adventure.
The most important thing is that I enjoy the process and can feel the excitement and stimulation from it.
You know, it's been a long time since I felt so excited about the future.
And I am very curious about what makes you, as a human being, willing to join Baator and become a great devil.
Because in my opinion, your thoughts and actions are far from evil.
Just the opposite.
You always give people the impression of being very rational and rarely swayed by violent emotional fluctuations."
Hearing this, Zuo Si couldn't help laughing, and asked back while laughing: "What do you think is evil?"
Kill, destroy, betray, torture and abuse at will like a demon, and then get happiness and enjoyment from it?
Or is he like other demons, using lies and deception to lure mortals into signing a contract to sell their souls? Or is he just after profit, and will do anything to gain benefits, abandoning all morality and conscience?
I admit that these are all part of the larger definition of evil.
But none of them are inherently evil.
The real evil is to believe that human nature is evil, and that every life is subconsciously driven by selfish instincts rather than altruism, which represents kindness.
In many cases, absolute rationality itself symbolizes evil.
Because from a utilitarian perspective, the trolley problem is never a difficult problem. It is just a simple math problem that does not require consideration of ethics at all.
On the contrary, it is from the perspective of human emotions and morality that the debate arises about whether a person has the right to kill another innocent person in order to save more people.
It is because the kindness and morality of human nature are so fragile, just like a candle lit in a strong wind, it may be extinguished at any time.
So in my opinion, evil is the ultimate answer given by the entire multiverse.
It's just that I'm not like those demons and devils who were instilled with evil consciousness at birth, and always want to break the balance and eliminate kindness once and for all.
They obviously forgot that evil only becomes meaningful because of the contrast with kindness and justice, just as darkness needs light to contrast with it.
Similarly, it is because of the contrast with evil that kindness and justice are cherished by people and become a beacon of hope.
The relationship between the two should be a symbiotic one, spiraling upward in constant struggle, rather than one that eliminates the other.
So I'm not evil in your eyes, but it's actually because I have redefined evil.
Besides, do you think you really know me?"
At this point, Zuo Si paused deliberately, pursed his lips to reveal a playful smile, and then continued to speak: "No, you have never known the real me.
To be exact, I have never shown you my true self.
But in fact, at that time, the number of people who died at my hands far exceeded that of Voldemort by many times.
But I have never felt regret, guilt, sadness or uneasiness because of it.
Because I faced the evil and selfishness in my bones.
So it wasn't that I was influenced by evil and joined Hell, but that I chose evil and accepted Asmodeus' invitation to become an archdevil.
I am the key factor in this process.”
"So all of this stems from your underlying thoughts and values. I see. I think I understand what's going on."
A thoughtful look came over Dumbledore's face.
As someone who has experienced it, he is very clear that the point expressed in these words is actually referring to the process of formation and evolution of personality and self-awareness.
Moreover, he could not hear any hesitation, wavering or confusion in Zuo Si's tone, only the determination to move forward.
Dumbledore had met a similar person in his life, and that was Gellert Grindelwald, whom he loved deeply.
What's more, Zuo Si caused much more trouble than Gellert Grindelwald did back then.
Especially the horrific scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal. Even now I can't help but feel fear and trembling when I think about it.
"It would be great if you could understand. After all, I don't want you to stand against me one day. That would be a pity."
When saying this, Zuo Si's eyes became obviously more sincere.
This is also the significance of today's meeting and conversation.
Dumbledore stroked his beard and said with a self-deprecating smile, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to provoke an enemy that I can't defeat.
And I don't think there's anything wrong with your current behavior.
Last question.
You have become so powerful, why are you still tirelessly pursuing power?
In other words, what exactly are you pursuing?"
Without a doubt, this question instantly plunged Zuo Si into a brief silence.
After about two or three minutes, he slowly answered: "If it were a year ago, I would tell you that what I pursue is transcendence.
It is the life that stands at the pinnacle, transcending all beings including the gods, and is no longer subject to any constraints or threats.
But now, as I continue to gain a deeper understanding of the abilities of planeswalkers, I should pursue the answer now."
"Answer?"
Dumbledore froze for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What's the answer? Does it represent some abstract meaning?"
Zuo Si explained meaningfully with a deep light in his eyes: "No, it is the answer itself.
It is not the answer to a specific question, but the ultimate explanation of all incomprehensible things in abstract concepts, and it is also a supreme authority.
I believe you should know that most mortals don’t actually like to think in a complicated way.
When faced with phenomena that cannot be explained or understood, people are more eager to get a response from a supreme being, which is usually most likely a god.
Therefore, regardless of whether a world has a true God or not, faith and religion will eventually emerge.
It is by utilizing this unquestionable authority that mortals can, in the name of God, give standards of good and evil and constrain the behavior of members of society.
Thus the answer was born.
Even in worlds where technology, magic, and education are highly advanced, most people are essentially the same.
They will still feel empty and confused, and will long for a single standard answer given by a supreme authority.
What I pursue is to become the source of this omnipotent answer, connecting billions of worlds across the multiverse with the power of the Planeswalker Spark, and defining everything with unquestionable absolute authority.
Of course, the knowledge and power I have now are far from enough to achieve this.
But it’s obviously a pretty grand vision, isn’t it?”
"It's more than just a vision. Your inflated ambitions simply leave me at a loss for words."
Dumbledore sighed slightly and smiled bitterly.
Only at this moment did he finally understand where the West Coast Empire's monarchical political structure and ruling style came from.
In other words, in Zuo Si's eyes, the so-called "democracy" has always been a false proposition and has never existed at all.
Because according to this theory, all so-called "democratic" systems will inevitably move towards centralization and dictatorship, and what is even more ironic is that this process is often completed through democratic voting.
The closer a country is to absolute democracy in nature, the faster it tends to move towards dictatorship.
Since most ordinary people do not have the ability to be rational and think and they madly worship absolute authority, no matter how ingeniously a power structure of checks and balances is designed, it will collapse under this common human trait.
This authority may be an influential religion, god or political party, or it may be a failed painter giving a passionate speech in a beer hall.
When countless people's dissatisfaction and anger towards the existing social system are incited, this force will give birth to a powerful authority, that is, a dictator.
"Then don't say anything, just wish me good luck.
If there is nothing else to do, you can return to Faerun.
Because Azeroth is not safe right now, especially for a mortal like you who lacks the ability to protect yourself."
Zuo Si decisively ended the conversation.
Because he was basically certain that the headmaster of Hogwarts would not be his enemy.
Compared to the fierce collision between good and evil, order and chaos on the continent of Faerun, the other party is obviously more keen on learning magical knowledge and engaging in tense and exciting adventures.
It probably won't be long before the name Albus Dumbledore appears among the ranks of greedy adventurers.
"Wait! I have one more thing I want to ask you." Dumbledore suddenly interrupted.
"What is it?"
Zuo Si asked with interest.
"Can you give me another invitation? I hope to embark on this great adventure with Gellert."
Dumbledore made the request carefully.
He was clearly terrified of being rejected.
Zuo Si, who was good at observing people's words and expressions, noticed this and immediately said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to still remember our old friendship.
Well, I can send Gellert Grindelwald an invitation.
But the question is what are you going to give in exchange? You know, he is not within my invitation range. "
"I can offer my services in exchange."
Dumbledore simply used himself as a bargaining chip.
Because he knew that this was the only thing of value in the other party's eyes.
“Haha, okay.
For your sake, I will find time to send you an invitation.
But before that, you must first raise your spellcasting level to LV7 or above.
Then go to Neverwinter in the north to help me deal with some minor troubles."
Zuo Si calmly proposed the terms of exchange.
He really wanted to see what wonderful performance this old man, who stood at the top of the wizard world, could bring when he adventured in the dangerous continent of Faerun.
"make a deal!"
Dumbledore agreed without even thinking about it, and didn't even ask for the specific details.
After all, he had long wanted to leave Askatla and travel around the world to experience different customs and cultures.
…
Meanwhile, far away on the beaches of the Broken Isles of Azeroth.
Illidan and the orcs of the Warsong clan, who had finally arrived after a long journey, were standing on the beach, staring at the ruins in front of them where the most powerful warlock Gul'dan was defeated, and they clearly felt the breath of danger.
Behind them followed the Nagas who were transformed from the upper elves from the deep sea.
Although their number is not large, they are all the elite among the elite without exception.
Especially the males, each one is even taller and stronger than the blood orcs.
"It seems that this is the Tomb of Sargeras that Kil'jaeden mentioned. We must first build a forward base, and then explore the entire ruins to find the entrance."
Illidan gave orders to his followers.
"I smell the scent of orcs here. They must be the lucky ones who followed Gul'dan here and survived." Grom Hellscream added after sniffing the air hard.
As a blood orc, he is very sensitive to the breath of living things and can detect the other party's presence from a long distance.
"Orcs? Are there many of them?"
Illidan frowned subconsciously.
It's already annoying enough to have Maiev Shadowsong chasing after you, but if you add a group of warlike orcs to the mix, then you can't expect a peaceful mission to excavate the Tomb of Sargeras.
Grom answered without hesitation: "The number should not be large.
According to the records of the tribe, a great war broke out here between the Blackrock Clan, the Twilight Hammer Clan, and the Stormreaver Clan.
Together with the soldiers who followed Gul'dan into the tomb, it would be good if there were only a few hundred people left.
Compared to the living orcs, the dead undead are the biggest threat."
"Damn it! I hate the undead."
Illidan obviously had not forgotten the unpleasant experience of fighting the Scourge, and subconsciously tightened the blade in his hand.
As more and more troops successfully landed, he quickly led his men to charge into the front lines and captured all the orcs who looked unusual in one fell swoop.
The purpose is very simple, which is to learn more information about the Tomb of Sargeras from these guys.
You have to know that Gul'dan, who was fully prepared, died in there.
This means that the demons inside are not only numerous, but also extremely powerful.
But what Illidan didn't know was that shortly after he landed, another fleet followed him to the other side of the Broken Isles.
They were none other than the Watchers, led by Maiev Shadowsong.
It was obvious that these elite troops of the night elves were chasing Illidan.
The fate of love and hate between the two began from this moment.
You have to know that this is not the original timeline, where the coalition killed Archimonde at Mount Hyjal and ultimately won the war.
Tyrande and Malfurion were still busy building fortifications on the Dark Coast, closely watching the horrific casualties on both sides of the battlefield at Mount Hyjal, eager to get in touch with the guardian dragons.
But unfortunately, the guardian dragon had no time to take care of other things at the moment, so he did not receive any response.
At this time, she still brought her troops to pursue Illidan, which shows how deep Maiev Shadowsong's obsession is.
Perhaps, as some people joke, a bad fate is also a fate.
Since the number of the Watchers was not large, it only took the female hunters a few minutes to get ashore.
Maiev Shadowsong, the leader, asked her lieutenant directly: "Nasa, send people to investigate this island immediately and find Illidan as soon as possible. We must not let this heinous criminal escape justice."
"As you wish. But after such a long voyage, I think we should take a break. The sisters are exhausted from the pursuit across Gray Valley. They will not be able to hold on any longer."
Nasa offered her suggestion with some concern.
Because she was the one who knew Maiev Shadowsong best, and could feel the impatience and anger in the commander's heart.
Maiev Shadowsong retorted, "Fatigue cannot defeat a warrior with a strong will. We have no time to rest. Otherwise, once Illidan's conspiracy succeeds, it will surely cause a great disaster to the world. We must capture him and bring him back to the dungeon to imprison him again."
"Well, if you insist."
After that, Nasa turned around and began to assign reconnaissance tasks to her scouts and huntresses.
You have to know that the Broken Islands are not small in area, including about four large islands and three small islands, as well as large areas of reefs that are difficult to count.
It is located next to the Great Whirlpool and was originally part of the magnificent city of the High Elves.
Later, with the explosion of the first Well of Eternity, the ancient continent of Kalimdor was torn into three new continents, and now only large areas of ruins remain.
It is obviously not an easy task to find a specific target in such a large area.
The only thing to be thankful for is that the Watchers had already developed keen tracking abilities due to the bloody battle they had fought with the demons of the Burning Legion ten thousand years ago and the continuous hunting down and killing of traitors who defected to the Legion.
They are very familiar with the energy emanating from the demon, which is why they were able to chase it here.
The most important thing is that the current Demon Hunter Illidan is a complete demon.
Unless he went into hiding, it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.
Of course, in addition to these two groups of people, there is also a guy hiding in the dark who is closely watching what is happening on the Broken Isles.
He looks like a tall and strong male human warrior, covered in heavy black armor all over his body. On the surface, one can see the high temperature and flames emanating from the inside. There is also a very eye-catching iron jaw on his chin, which looks both crazy and cold.
Whenever this person walks through an area, the plants on the ground would quickly wither and die, emitting a creepy burnt smell.
He first stood on the cliff and roughly locked onto the location of the base built by Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong, then cast his gaze towards the Tomb of Sargeras and muttered in a low, hoarse voice: "These night elves want to open the tomb of the Dark Titan?
Was this their own idea, or an instruction from the top brass of the Burning Legion? If it was the latter, it must have something to do with those terrible outsiders.
The most important thing is that the enemy has captured Ulduar in Northrend and killed the Old God Yogg-Saron.
I must do something to delay their control of Azeroth and give the remaining Old Gods time to prepare."
As the last word came out of his mouth, the man jumped off the cliff in an instant.
At the moment of falling, his body suddenly expanded countless times and transformed into an extremely huge dragon covered in black metal armor.
Anyone who saw this would immediately recognize him as Deathwing.
Because apart from Galakrond who died long ago, the black dragon king Neltharion is the largest of all the existing dragons in Azeroth.
Not even the red dragon queen Alexstrasza can compare to her.
When Deathwing's horrific figure streaked across the sky above the Broken Shore, both Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong showed expressions of shock and disbelief.
But before they could react, the already broken beach suddenly split open in the middle, revealing the intricate entrance to the Tomb of Sargeras.
Countless sea water rushed in through the cracks, rushing over a large number of demons and monsters hiding in the dark.
Obviously, this is the power of the earth controlled by the Black Dragon clan.
As long as Deathwing wants, he can change the terrain of the planet at any time, turning canyons into mountains and mountains into basins.
Such drastic changes will inevitably bring about terrible ecological disasters.
However, this time he obviously did not come to destroy everything. He just helped to open the Tomb of Sargeras and then quickly climbed to a higher altitude and disappeared at the end of the blue sky.
After a brief shock, Illidan and Maiev Shadowsong led their men to rush towards the entrance of the tomb almost at the same time.
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