"I didn't expect that we would meet again in such a situation." Sylvanas smiled reluctantly. Her expression looked a little haggard, not because of the long journey, but because of recent events.
"Kael'thas is helpless." Arthas prepared a special residence for Sylvanas in the Privy Council. He could not give Kael'thas any substantial help, but he could comfort Sylvanas. It can still be done.
"Thank you for your enlightenment. I also know this, but I just..." Sylvanas didn't know how to express her inner emotions, and she couldn't say anything in the middle of the sentence.
The high elf's pale blue shimmering eyes are now a little dim. It can be seen that being "expelled" from her home is still something that Sylvanas cannot accept.
Even if this was agreed upon with Kael'thas.
"Have a good rest in Lordaeron. You don't have to think about those messy things here. I believe Kyle can handle things well." Arthas comforted, "And it's not like Quel'Thalas has encountered What danger is there? After the attack on the Sunwell, Kael'thas will only increase its defense efforts, and your people will be safe."
The game between the Silver Moon Council and Kael'thas will only affect the top people in Quel'Thalas, and from Arthas's point of view, even if the Alliance doesn't intervene, Kael'thas still has a great chance of winning. .
No matter what, the Silver Moon Council is just a level that represents power. The real lifeblood of the high elves is still in the hands of each generation of Sun Kings. The Sunwell is the fundamental reason why the Sunstrider family has been able to rule this kingdom for thousands of years.
Kael'thas has the ability to overthrow the Silver Moon Council at any time, but he doesn't want to make things so extreme. If the Silver Moon Council overthrows, it will inevitably cause greater disturbances in the kingdom.
He wanted to cleanse the traitors who had betrayed the high elves while minimizing losses, because the deaths of the Sun King and some archmages had already damaged the vitality of the high elves.
"Well, actually I don't want to go back that much. Although I have been fighting for the people of Quel'Thalas all my life, the things that have happened over the years have also made me a little tired - Lor'themar and Halduron Their abilities are outstanding, so it’s not a bad thing for them to take up the position of Ranger General.”
Sylvanas leaned on the sofa a little decadently. She was tired of fighting the Silver Moon Council, and this incident made her even more disappointed.
In any case, Sun King Anastarian regarded her as a pawn that could be used at any time. Whether it was a ranger general or a ranger marshal, it was the same to the Sunstrider family.
Sometimes, Sylvanas misses the days when she was not a ranger general, but just an ordinary ranger. At that time, she didn't have to worry about this or that, and could only focus on the task at hand.
But so much time has passed, and she has gone from a ranger to a ranger general in Quel'Thalas, but her happy days are gone forever, and she has gradually changed from an innocent girl to a steady leader.
"I may have to trouble Lordaeron for a while. Of course, as a reward for helping me, if there is anything I can do to help, just ask - but I am no longer the ranger general, just an ordinary Little Ranger.”
Sylvanas threw away the clouds in her mind, gathered her emotions, and prepared to stay under Arthas for a while.
"Little ranger, if you are all little rangers, I'm afraid there won't be any real rangers in Azeroth." Arthas smiled and shook his head, "But recently, we really need your help."
He was about to launch an offensive against the Searing Gorge. Naturally, Arthas did not mind having many strong men at his disposal, and since Quel'Thalas was currently in a semi-enclosed state, there was no problem in letting her appear on the battlefield.
"After waiting for a while, we will launch an attack on the Black Iron Dwarves and Blackstone Orcs entrenched in Blackstone Mountain. The purpose is to open up the obstacles between the north and south of the continent so that the alliance's forces can communicate more easily."
"Oh, the Burning Plains, that's really not a good place." Sylvanas blinked, "You are so rude, Your Highness, I thought I could do some easy work like my students."
"This is what you promised yourself, but maybe after I tell you the next thing, you will be a little interested."
Arthas took out a black scale from his arms and flicked it to Sylvanas. She shook it casually and grabbed the scale in her hand.
The cold touch made Sylvanas perk up. She sat up straight and looked at the scales in her hands, "Is this... a dragon scale?"
The well-informed high elves are not particularly unfamiliar with giant dragons. At least their classics clearly record the knowledge related to giant dragons, and Sylvanas also has a little understanding of it.
The scales were completely black, but were slightly purple under the light. The entire scales were light and hard. Sylvanas took out the short knife she carried and scratched the dragon scales several times without leaving any traces.
"These are not the scales of a young dragon, Arthas, where did you get this?" Sylvanas looked at the dragon scales in her hand with interest, "Don't tell me that you hunted one. Dragon.”
"Of course not, but there is a giant dragon waiting for us to hunt." Alsace showed a meaningful smile, "Through some intelligence and methods, I am now sure that there is a giant dragon hidden in Blackstone Mountain."
"Is it a black dragon?" Sylvanas looked at the scales in her hand and answered naturally, "This is indeed quite attractive... Although I have read many books about dragons since I was a child, I have never seen it with my own eyes. But, huh, my elder sister and younger sister are really lucky, they have passed a lot of dragons."
Alleria participated in the Second War and naturally saw the red dragons enslaved by the orcs, not to mention Vereesa, who once participated in the rescue of the Red Dragon Queen.
Only Sylvanas, who had been staying in her hometown of Quel'Thalas, had never seen a living dragon with her own eyes. Arthas' words naturally aroused her interest.
There is no ranger who doesn't like adventure, let alone the rangers of the Windrunner family. You can tell this from their last name, but responsibility prevents Sylvanas from having the opportunity to go to the world outside Quel'Thalas.
Thinking of this, Sylvanas' original decadent mood was swept away. She asked, "Is it an adult dragon? If it is a black dragon, we should be able to hunt it with confidence. Black dragons seem to be all They are evil beings, and other dragons regard them as enemies.”
"Not a dragon, Shiva."
Sylvanas' excitement subsided a little now, "Okay, if it's a young dragon, that's fine too."
"No, what we have to face is an entire legion composed of black dragons."
"ah?"
Sylvanas's expression froze, and she patted her long ears, as if she thought she heard wrongly, "You...what did you say, say it again?"
"You heard it right, it is an entire legion composed of black dragons. There is sufficient evidence that the black dragons have enslaved the Blackstone Orcs and are hiding in the upper levels of Blackstone Mountain, carrying out some evil deeds, and their goals are exactly those of the Alliance. Member, Kingdom of Stormwind.”
Nefarian regarded the Kingdom of Stormwind as a whetstone for his legions, and prepared to use this human kingdom closest to him to test his new "biological weapons."
Once his plan succeeds, Nefarian will soon start a war that engulfs the entire Eastern Kingdoms and even Azeroth.
"Are you kidding? A whole black dragon army? Then we have to weigh who is the prey and who is the hunter." Sylvanas frowned, "I don't want to undermine your confidence, but the mortals' It is impossible for an army to withstand the dragon's wrath."
If it was just a lone dragon, even a giant dragon, with Alsace and other powerful participants working together, Sylvanas would have full confidence to kill it.
But with a whole black dragon army, Sylvanas felt that either she was crazy or Arthas was crazy. Even the most novice hunter knew that a wolf and an entire wolf pack were completely different things, not to mention that the dragons all owned them. Wise, their lifespans are longer than those of the high elves. Fighting against an entire black dragon army is undoubtedly seeking death.
"The power of one, ten or even a hundred mortals is indeed not enough to fight against the black dragon, but we can always drive them out of Blackstone Mountain, and even if we don't take the initiative to cause trouble for them, they will do it for us." Good neighbor'?"
Arthas spread his hands and said, "Besides, we are not the only ones fighting against the black dragon. You also said that other giant dragons regard the black dragon as the enemy. Naturally, we can use the power of other giant dragons to fight against the black dragon."
Of course, if you place your hopes on other dragons, it is a big gamble with no clear consequences - the other dragons are still unaware of Nefarian's conspiracy, and with Nefarian's insidiousness, they can plot against some arrogant dragons. Not a problem at all.
Although the power of the Black Dragon Prince is not as good as that of his father Deathwing, he is not weak. On the contrary, Nefarian's strength is sufficient even among the dragons. He easily beat Valastaz to the ground. This is the best proof.
The master of Blackrock Tower does have the ability to destroy the world. What Arthas has to do is to drive Nefarian off the card table before he has all the cards in his hand.
"Are you sure that other dragons will come to help us?" Sylvanas was skeptical about this. The dragons always have an attitude of sitting on the sidelines and having nothing to do with them. Will these guys really come to help the alliance?
Arthas didn't seem to care about the dragon's help, "I'm not sure, that's why we have to be prepared, otherwise do you think I have mobilized the entire alliance to prepare for such a long time, if the opponents are only Blackstone Orcs and Black Iron Dwarves, I think Ironforge and Stormwind Kingdom alone can penetrate Blackrock Mountain."
"Well, black dragons, orcs, and a group of dwarves are crowded together. Blackstone Mountain is really lively. It's a miracle they didn't fight." Sylvanas rolled her eyes and plunged into the soft sofa again.
"Well, actually there are more than just these three parties."
Sylvanas' eyes quickly fell on Arthas, staring at Arthas with a pair of dead eyes, "I really regret agreeing to help you now - at least I should ask for some reward!"
The chat with Sylvanas didn't last long, and Arthas consciously left Ms. Windrunner's residence because he was afraid that if he continued to chat, Sylvanas might really want to strangle himself to death.
To put it bluntly, Blackstone Mountain is the most dangerous place in the entire Eastern Kingdom. If the forces inside rush out desperately, it is enough to submerge half of the continent in the flames of war in an instant.
Sylvanas finally understood why Arthas was trying his best to promote the action against Blackstone Mountain, allowing such a dangerous source to stand in the center of the entire continent. It was like burying a timed magic bomb, and no one knew what it was. It will explode at some point.
Leaving Quel'Thalas made Sylvanas realize that the high elves had no reason to be proud of themselves. The crises and threats hidden in the world were not something that Quel'Thalas could bear alone. It's affordable.
Now, she was somewhat glad that she had left Quel'Thalas and could truly see the outside world. If the return of the Burning Legion forced the high elves to find an ally, then the subsequent threat would force the high elves to participate. This is a life-and-death struggle for all races.
After Arthas returned to his office, he looked at the people waiting for him in the office and asked, "Do you think the Black Dragon Legion can be saved?"
"I don't know, or in other words, no one in the whole world knows about this." Onyxia looked bitter, "That power continues to eat away at our will and reason, pouring madness into our minds. , and it’s been too long since it took root among us.”
"Didn't you find a way to isolate this influence?" Arthas asked next.
"Many tribesmen have tried, but they either failed or were treated as dissidents and destroyed by my father. He believed that the 'new' Black Dragon Legion would not tolerate traitors."
When Onyxia talked about her father, there was no nostalgia or resentment. The only emotion left was deep fear. “He was a good father and a good protector, but that Nessa Leo was dead, dead from the moment he received the Whisper.”
Arthas' power helped Onyxia suppress the whispers of the ancient gods, and the influence of corruption rooted in her blood was temporarily eliminated, allowing her to rethink everything she had experienced.
Arthas looked at Onyxia, "After I end the chaos in Blackstone Mountain, I may be able to find the answer to the problem from other black dragons. I suggest you not to participate in this battle. No one will know that you have done it again." What happens after exposure to the effects of the Fall.”
