Chapter 113: Crassus' Helper (Part 1)

Prestor walked down the stairs step by step. The secret room was not big, with only a table and a chair. On the chair was a book, and purple-black mist was floating around the book.

Prestor sat on the chair and opened the book. A tempting voice came from the book.

"I can see your heart... do it... follow your own will..."

The Book of Sages was still encouraging Prestor. Prestor was meditating. He was thinking about gains and losses. He didn't feel the power of the Dragon Soul on Richard. He must have placed it somewhere else. Seizing it by force would most likely succeed, but he would inevitably retaliate. However, if he allowed him to obtain the Dragon Soul, there was no guarantee that he would use that thing against him in the future.

"Do it..."

Prestor opened his eyes and did it! I must not be threatened by such a thing. If I cannot defeat it in retaliation, I can hide. It will only take a few decades, which is nothing to a dragon!

Prestor turned to a page and activated magic. The page turned into a vortex. He covered his neck with one hand, pulled off a scale, and then sent the scale in.

"Even if I can't get it myself, no one else can!"

In a mercenary camp in Grim Batol in the distance, a warrior opened his eyes, carefully put the black dragon scale in his hand into his clothes, put on his equipment, called his brothers and went out.

The next day, Prestor tried Perenolde's son on the tribunal set up in the square. Under the control of the black dragon magic, the princes and nobles confessed their crimes one after another. The people were indignant. The judge sentenced them to death, but the merciful Prestor changed their sentences to exile, confiscated their property, and gave the property to the suffering people. The criminals knelt on the ground and wept in gratitude, and Prestor's reputation was raised again. But before exile, they were taken to the palace, and Prestor drove away all the guards and accompanying personnel. No one knew what happened inside.

To the west of the cold Northrend, there is a floating island called Coldarra. It is isolated from the world. Marigos and some surviving blue dragons live here.

Krasus walked into a cave carefully. Here lived the blue dragon king Marigos. Krasus had been here several times a long time ago, but each time he was terrified. This dragon king had become mentally abnormal since he was betrayed by his best brother ten thousand years ago and lost his spouse and tribe. No one knew when he would be angry or happy. Krasus tried to walk without making any sound. You know, the blue dragon king hated uninvited guests the most.

The interior of the cave was also sparkling with ice crystals like the outside. Light shone in from outside the cave, reflecting the reflections. With the whistling wind, it looked very gloomy. Krasus touched the ice wall, but there was a creepy scene inside the shining ice wall. In the ice before him was a twisted arm of a man. From the wide open five fingers and the awkward shape, Krasus could sense the struggle and pain of this man before his death.

Further ahead were the ice trolls of Northrend. These monsters, which were several times larger than their distant cousins, the forest trolls, all had painful expressions on their faces. There were also some bipedal monsters covered in white fur. These giant beasts all had anger on their faces. Perhaps they felt that they did not deserve such a fate? Krasus even saw the figure of an orc. Has the war in the Eastern Kingdom spread here?

Suddenly, a face taller than Krasus, with a flat nose, a mouth and sharp teeth, appeared in front of him, staring at him with a pair of eyes that did not waver at all.

Krasus recognized that this was the Blue Dragon King. As soon as he opened his mouth, the Blue Dragon King spoke first.

"You reckless fellow! You disturbed my rest! I will eat you!"

The Blue Dragon King opened his mouth wide, and his cold breath blew open Krasus's collar. The murderous aura frightened Krasus, and Krasus quickly shouted: "Wait! Wait! I am Kleostrasz! I am your kind!"

The Blue Dragon King put his nose on his chest, which was bulging frequently due to rapid breathing: "Oh, it's you..."

The murderous intent disappeared, Krasus breathed a sigh of relief, and greeted carefully: "Marigos, how have you been recently?" Marigos

lay on the ground with his dragon claws supporting his face: "I am doing well. If you don't disturb me, I will live better."

Krasus sighed: "If I still have a choice, I won't disturb you."

Marigos pointed in the direction of going back: "Now there is a choice, go back."

"Uh..." Krasus directly stated the purpose of coming here, "I need your strength to fight against Deathwing!"

Marigos suddenly stood still, with anger in his eyes.

Krasus used magic to show Marigos the image of Deathwing incarnated as Prestor: "He has now become the king of a human kingdom. If left alone, he will definitely bring disaster to the world! Marigos, after ten thousand years, have you forgotten that promise?" Marigos

exploded: "Of course not! We swore a long time ago to protect this world from any harm, until ten thousand years ago, that bastard "I will never forget the betrayal of Crasus! Ten thousand years ago, when the world was hit by a disaster, he stood up, created that disc, and said that the power of all dragons could destroy the demons! I trusted him! And he convinced other dragon kings! What happened? My wife, my children! All gone, all gone!"

Marigos slapped the ground angrily, and the huge shock caused the ice cubes and cones on Crasus' head to fall down. Crasus quickly hid, and Marigos took a few deep breaths and seemed to calm down.

"Then he died, and the damn disc disappeared..."

Krasus said loudly: "But the disc also came back!"

Marigos looked up at him, and Krasus said: "The green-skinned orcs got him, and my people and the queen were enslaved by that thing. What's more terrifying is that the black dragon and the orcs have cooperated."

Marigos smiled strangely: "So you have nothing now!"

Krasus's beloved queen flashed in his mind and said: "So I have to go save She."

Marigos laughed even louder: "What good will it do me? Go and fight Deathwing? These are the only offspring I have left, and I'm going to lose them all again this time? Just for your queen? Huh?"

Krasus said without changing his expression: "My queen can help you have offspring. Don't forget, she is a dragon that protects life. Your unhatched dragon eggs may hatch with her."

Marigos's laughter stopped abruptly, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

Krasus wanted to add fuel to the fire, but Marigos went crazy again: "Get out! Get out! Dragon eggs that have not been shaped for hundreds or thousands of years cannot be formed! You are lying to me! Just like Deathwing! Get out! Get out of here before I want to kill you!"

The blue dragon was really angry, and Krasus ran out of the cave quickly. Not long after, the cave returned to peace.

"Sindargotha... Sindargotha, my children..." The Blue Dragon King whispered the names of his wife and dead children, and the breath from his mouth flew into the cave and froze into ice.