Since the Origin Forge was restarted for unknown reasons, Loken once thought that the long-lost Great Guardian had returned.
Loken knew better than anyone the sins he had committed over the years, and he worried that Laden would return to Ulduar to hold him accountable.
After thinking about it, he simply closed the door of Ulduar and sealed the Creator Engine completely, pretending that the Storm Peaks had been abandoned for a long time and that he didn't know anything.
Loken hopes to paralyze Laden. After he enters Ulduar with confusion, Loken will join forces with Yogg-Saron to ambush Laden and get rid of one of his biggest worries...
However, Loken, who was outsmarting the air, waited and waited but did not wait for Laiden to be punished.
Several years have passed, and the Origin Forge is still in an ambiguous state of half-activated and half-dormant. The person who activated it seems to have no intention...or rather does not know how to mobilize the huge energy of the Origin Forge.
The Forge of Origin and the Forge of Will are important equipment used to assist the growth of the left star soul. From Loken's current position, he certainly does not want the star soul of Azeroth to mature.
While Sharlayan was busy running between the two worlds, Loken sent several groups of scouts across vast distances to Uldum to investigate the situation.
Under the tight defense of the Tol'vir who had long since reunited, Loken's scouts did not even enter the door of the Hall of Origin.
However, this is where the variables arise.
After one wave of scouts failed to detect, the entire army was not wiped out. One Iron Vrykul luckily escaped the joint encirclement and suppression by Tol'vir and Anubisas.
On the way back to Draenor, the ship the Iron Vrykul was on sank due to a storm at sea. At that time, the Iron Vrykul had automatically shut down and went into sleep due to excessive injuries.
After half a year, the Iron Vrykul who woke up leisurely at the bottom of the sea embarked on their return journey again.
However, due to being immersed in sea water for a long time, the scout's navigation system had a problem. He accidentally got lost in the Dragonblight Wilderness, and accidentally found a hidden mountain road that even the high elves didn't know about and slipped into the winter. Embracing the lake.
Although the rock mogu remaining at Wintergrasp quickly discovered and eliminated the lost scout, he activated the early warning system installed on him by Loken before he was destroyed.
The fleeting scout warning signal actually appeared in Northrend, right under his nose. Loken, who had been very nervous in recent years, subconsciously thought there was something wrong with it.
He sent out a large number of armed scouts hysterically and rushed towards the location of the signal. He unexpectedly stumbled upon a terrifying scene that frightened Loken and almost caused him to automatically shut down.
Titan creations, massive Titan creations, have been hidden in Wintergrasp, not far from Ulduar.
Loken, who was not in a normal state of mind, did some thinking and thought that these titan creations, which were obviously from Nalak'sha's engine, were prepared by Laden for the counterattack on Ulduar.
The situation has developed to this point (I think), and Loken can no longer take any chances.
In order to save his own life from Lidden's men, Loken frantically ordered to restart the creation engine at full power, and ordered the steel creations across Northrend to work hard to collect the metal ore needed by the violent soldiers.
"Is that so?"
After coming to Wintergrasp in person to understand the situation, Sarlayan couldn't help but smile.
He thought Yogg-Saron had discovered some clues through the tentacles all over the underground of Northrend, but he didn't expect such a ridiculous development.
"That's fine."
Faced with repeated apologies from Alkavon, the caretaker who guarded the Wintergrasp treasure house, Sharlayan shook his head helplessly.
"Now that the matter has come to this, we can only play our cards right."
"Arkavon, the treasure house you are guarding should have equipment to communicate with other Titan strongholds, right?"
Rock Guardian Alkavon nodded hurriedly: "Yes, Grand Guardian Agent, please give the order."
The accumulation of a large number of Titan artifacts in Wintergrasp Lake will naturally alarm Alkavon and others who are guarding the treasure trove.
As early as a few years ago, Sarlayan, relying on the authority granted by Laden, personally led the Titan creations into the treasure house to have in-depth communication (physical method) with the four guardians headed by Alkavon.
The authority of the Great Guardian was not forged. Although the defeated Alkavon was still a little doubtful about the betrayal of Loken, the King of Wisdom, said by Sarlayan, Sarlayan's fist was bigger, and in the end he decided to obey the Great Guardian. the instructions of the agent.
By the way, there were indeed treasures in Alkavon's treasury, but many years ago, Loken sent people to move all the artifacts stored in the treasury to Ulduar.
This is also the main reason why Loken has not focused on Wintergrasp, because he knows that it has no value for a long time.
It is precisely because of Loken's inertial thinking that the secret of Wintergrasp has been successfully hidden to this day.
Sarlayan solemnly ordered Alkavon: "Contact the Uldaman Underground Palace immediately and inform the Earth Guardian Azadas to lead the army of elves to Northrend for reinforcements as soon as possible."
"In addition, secretly contact Storm Guardian Thorim who is sitting in the Temple of Storms and tell him Loken's intention to use all his troops to eradicate dissidents."
"yes!"
"But..." Alkavon scratched his head in distress: "You should also know Lord Thorim's temper. I'm not sure whether he will listen to my words."
"Ha~" Sarlayan smiled meaningfully: "He will. You tell him that the wife-killing enemy he has been searching for all these years has nothing to do with Hodil. The person who really killed him was him. Loken as a brother."
"Ah this..."
After suddenly hearing this shocking secret, Alkavon clearly showed his intention to shrink back.
"Are you sure that my small body can withstand the wrath of the Storm Guardian? Otherwise, you should personally take charge of Wintergrasp. I'm worried that no one can control Lord Thorim's quick temper."
Sarlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "I have more important things to rush to Pandaria. In order to fight against the Creator Engine in Loken's hands, we must also activate the Nalaksha Engine with all our strength."
"Before that, I have to convince an old stubborn to disperse the fog that envelopes the entire Pandaria, so that the energy of the Origin Forge can be directly transferred to the Nalak'sha Engine."
"I don't expect you to be able to persuade Thorim to calm down. You just need to find an excuse to delay until Azadas comes."
Alkavon agreed with a grimace: "Okay, but I'm still worried..."
Sarlayan waved his hand impatiently: "Show some confidence! If Thorim really wants to make trouble, you can go to Longmian Temple to bring reinforcements in my name. I don't believe that the hot-tempered iron-headed boy can beat him." Let the four guardian dragons join forces!"
Alkafon, who felt guilty, finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving Sarayan's assurance.
"As you command!"
…
After arranging all the affairs in Wintergrasp, Sharlayan didn't even have time to go to Draxalon Fortress to learn about the battle situation on the front line from Vereesa and Lyras.
He came to Suramar again through the teleportation gate of New Sundarara City. Under the confused gaze of Elisande who came after hearing the news, Sarlayan waved a symbolic hello and activated the teleportation spell again. Arrive at the Lost Islands.
Elisande: "???"
"What the hell? You took me here as a transfer station?"
Since the reopening of Suramar, Elisande, who has realized the limits of his abilities, no longer forces himself to govern himself.
She handed over most of the government affairs to Thalyssra, the chief arcanist who was more proficient in this matter, and spent a lot of time on rebuilding Nathalas Academy.
After several years of efforts by Elisande, Narthalas Academy has finally made some progress. Compatriots from various elven branch races have come here one after another to enter Narthalas Higher Arcane Academy for further study.
After being busy for a while, he was free again. Elisande was not used to it and was looking for something else to do.
Although he didn't know what Sarlayan wanted to do when he came and left in a hurry, Elisande still instinctively smelled the smell of something big happening.
After analyzing the remaining spatial coordinates left by Sarlayan, who was unskilled in teleportation techniques, Elisande, who had already reached the peak level of a mortal arcanist, followed the instructions and teleported them.
Without enough time to check the surrounding lush woods, Elisande was shocked to see a group of... birdmen who were also looking at him in surprise.
Elisande: "???"
"Hiss~"
Elisande, whose mind was full of questions, finally couldn't suppress the doubts and anxiety in his heart. He took a deep breath and shouted in a loud voice.
"Salayan! What are you doing? Where did these birdmen come from?!"
"……ha?"
Before Shenzhenzi arrived, Sarlayan had just activated the incarnation of Rukhma and was about to take off to the main island to see Rukhma who was still soaking in the hot springs of the volcano.
"Great Magister? How do you know this place?"
