Wind Chaser Sunderland has great prestige in the Sky Wall of the Wind Elemental Realm. Before he was defeated and disappeared, there were even faint signs of surpassing his father, Wind Controller Al'Akir.
Although Sondland and Al'Aquir are biological father and son, their political views are completely different.
Al'Akir the Windrider, like Ragnaros, is a die-hard Old God sect who wants to restore the glory of the Dark Empire.
As a representative figure of the new generation in the air element, Sunderland has no interest in the old-fashioned dark empire.
Times have changed. The ancient gods were driven into the sewers by the Titans and their creations tens of thousands of years ago. If they continue to follow them mindlessly, they will only drag the wind elemental clan into the bottomless abyss.
In view of this, Sunderland intends to take a different path with Alakir.
Not to mention joining the Defenders of Azeroth camp as clearly as Neptulon did, but at least learning from Therazane and taking a neutral stance.
Before the war with the Fire Elemental, Sunderland's active neutrality plan was executed fairly smoothly. Ragnaros suddenly showed up without any warning, which caught him by surprise.
Looking back now, Sunderland realize that there was something fishy about that raid.
His secret marching route was only known to a few people close to him, but this route was exposed to Ragnaros, and he was taken away by him in a wave of elites. It was clear that he had been prepared in advance.
Although he didn't want to believe it deep down, Sunderland actually already had an answer in his mind as to who the mole was.
"Al'Akir?!"
After watching Sunderland leave, Sharlayan transformed into a gryphon again and flew Stellagosa in the direction of Uldaman.
The backdoor of Uldaman is located near the Dustwind Canyon in the middle of the wasteland. Instead of wasting time and energy on getting the little star to locate the coordinates, it would be more convenient to fly over directly.
With nothing going on, Sarlayan told Little Xingxing his speculation about the truth behind the ambush on the road. As expected, she shouted in surprise.
"This...aren't Al'Akir and Sunderland biological father and son? As the saying goes, a tiger's poison cannot eat its own children. Even if they have different ideas, is it really necessary to go to this extent?"
"Ha~" Sarlayan said with a sneer: "Who knows, maybe the elemental creatures' understanding of family affection is different from that of us flesh-and-blood creatures."
"The only person who can accurately grasp Sunderland's march route and have the channels to quickly inform Ragnaros about it is Al'Akir, the king of the wind element."
Although they are both from the Ancient God camp, the wind element and the fire element often have conflicts, but they are consistent in the general direction.
In order to facilitate the exchange of information between these two capable men, the Ancient God will inevitably set up a direct communication channel for the two kings of elements, Al'Akir and Ragnaros.
"I would venture to speculate that before Sondland's disappearance, his prestige had gradually overshadowed Al'Akir, who still pursued old-fashioned policies."
"In order to prevent his son from gradually taking away the power in his hands and forcing him to abdicate, Al'Akir chose to strike first and secretly cooperated with his ally Ragnaros to behead the leader of the emerging faction, Windseeker."
"Facts have proven that this method of killing relatives for justice is indeed very effective."
Sarlayan told Little Star the news he heard from Neptulon: "Since Sunderland's disappearance, the emerging factions that support his change of position on the wind element have fallen into infighting, and most of them are Al'Akir's." People are instigating things behind your back.”
"Without the leader of the various forces that unified the faction, the emerging factions have suffered serious internal strife in the past few thousand years and can no longer threaten Al'Akir's throne."
Stellagosa frowned: "After so many years, can Sunderland still be able to command those wind elements who followed him earlier?"
Saryan shook his head: "I don't know. We are not involved after all. We can only wait for Sunderland's performance."
"But I can be sure that Al'Akir's despicable behavior without regard for family ties will definitely eliminate the last worries in Sunderland's heart."
"As long as Sunderland can return to the Sky Wall by defeating Ragnaros's clone and breaking through the Molten Core, a drama of fatherly love and filial piety will be inevitable."
Stellagosa suddenly showed a look of astonishment: "No wonder he is so active in recruiting wind elements to join the team that conquers the Molten Core. It turns out that there is a plan to reshape his own influence behind it."
Sunderland has been missing for many years, and he is not sure how much influence he still has on Sky Wall.
Since he accidentally entered the material world with his true body, Sunderland took this opportunity to summon his confidants to Azeroth.
Since you, Alakir, are in the first grade of junior high school, don't blame me, Sunderland, in the fifteenth grade.
Thousands of years ago, Sunderland described his position to his followers as relatively conservative, wanting to remain neutral between the Old Gods and the Defenders of Azeroth.
Al'Akir's despicable behavior without a bottom line completely angered Sunderland. The moment he regained his freedom, he made up his mind to completely side with Azeroth like Neptulon and fight against the bottom line. The ancient god factions fight to the end.
The disastrous defeat was not due to the fault of the war, and Sunderland was very unconvinced by the defeat. He decided to recover the debt from the two initiators of the conspiracy.
Al'Akir is far away in the Sky Wall of the Air Elemental Realm. It is rare for him to be active in Azeroth. Sunderland doesn't want to go back yet.
Moreover, in his current impoverished state, with nothing to gain and no followers, rashly returning to the Sky Wall would be a sure end to his death.
Just out of trouble, Sunderland's physical condition is still far from its peak, and he is definitely no match for Ragnaros.
Coincidentally, the mortal who released him from imprisonment also happened to have a grudge against the fire element.
I can't defeat your true body, but with the help of a large number of mortal elites, how can I still defeat your clones and lackeys?
As long as they can capture Molten Core and Ragnaros' clones, Sunderland can take this opportunity to regain their prestige, recruit former followers, and stand out against Al'Akir in a clear-cut manner.
Sunderland made up his mind that one day he would lead an army of wind elements that supported him to fight back to the Sky Wall and take back what should be his own from his despicable father.
But... at least not now.
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There is a saying in Danmaku that if a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools.
Even if it's just facing Ragnaros' clone, Sunderland's current poor state is really not sure.
As the prince of the wind element who had entered the threshold of demigod early, Sunderland knew very well that only he could withstand Ragnaros' frontal attack.
Sunderland's eyes were very poisonous, and he could tell at a glance the true race of Sarlayan and Stellagosa - the dragon race.
If it is an adult dragon, Sunderland can safely leave the main attack task to them.
Unfortunately, these two little guys are still young dragons and cannot compete with Ragnaros head-on.
Sunderland could only take over the main offensive position without hesitation, with other mortal heroes who were strong enough to provide support.
In that desperate ambush battle that year, Sunderland's weapons were unfortunately damaged. He did not intend to fight Ragnaros with bare hands. Weapons were necessary.
As a prince of the wind element who lives in the elemental world all year round, Sunderland is not familiar with the material world, so he can only leave the task of collecting materials to the blacksmith to forge weapons to two local snakes, Sarlayan and Stellagosa.
He himself plans to use secret channels to try to contact the Sky Wall, reestablish contact with his die-hard followers, and summon them to Azeroth as much as possible.
Time is running out, and Neptulon may be defeated in the away game at any time. Division of labor and cooperation are currently the most efficient approach.
Since he had to grab time, Sarlayan could only give up his plan to let Magni forge the artifact and practice his skills, and headed straight for the Uldaman Underground Palace.
When Sharlayan landed in front of Uldaman's back door and returned to his human form, several bronzebeard dwarves hiding in the darkness suddenly jumped out and surrounded the two.
Judging from the positioning and weapons in hand, the career distribution of this 5-person team is very reasonable.
There is a shield warrior at the front, a weapon warrior holding a two-handed hammer in the center, a thief sneaking into the shadows, and two spellcasters, a mage and a priest, protected by two front rows.
"stop!"
The leading shield warrior stopped Sarlayan and Little Star from moving forward with a serious expression.
"Who are you? Why are you trespassing on private property?"
The female priest seemed to recognize Sarlayan, and hurriedly whispered a few words into the captain's ear. Soon, a look of surprise appeared on the captain's face, and he hurriedly ordered the surrounding net to be dispersed.
"It turns out to be Mr. Sharlayan Deep Shadow. Marshal Muradin and Lord Azadas have already told us that you and your companions can enter and leave Uldaman freely. Please forgive me for being rude."
Sarlayan smiled and waved his hand: "Don't blame yourself, you are also fulfilling your duties."
"I have something important to discuss with Azadas. Is he free now?"
