A grand war is never the best choice.
It can be the most direct and last, but it is definitely not the best.
Carlos Barov understands this truth, and Neltharion also understands it.
However, it has no other options.
Its former siblings thought the whispers of the Old Gods were driving them mad.
But Neltharion himself understood that what pushed him to extremes was not the reptiles in the prison at all, but responsibility and obligation, the father of creation, and the Titan gods.
Weird?
Alexstrasza holds the Fire of Life, Malygos guards the secrets of the arcane, Ysera guards the Garden of Dreams, and Nozdormu buries the End of Time.
What about Neltharion, what does the guardian of the earth really protect?
Those lumps of dirt underfoot?
No, it defends the planet itself.
The five-color dragon kings are all defending the world of Azeroth, but the only one who really pays attention to the planet itself is Neltharion.
The Black Dragon King is the agent of planetary will on the planet Azeroth.
It was not the Old Gods who made it forge the dragon soul to kill its brothers and sisters, but Azeroth itself.
At that time, the Titans chose to seal the Old Gods to delay the death of Azeroth. However, due to the rise of the Burning Legion, Azeroth, which was located on the edge of the star field, was selectively forgotten by the Pantheon. Subsequent treatment plans from the Titan gods also failed. Become a bubble.
Neltharion, who defends the earth, understands the pain Azeroth endures through his empathy day after day.
This must end.
Mother Earth should not have to endure such pain.
So it came up with plans like Dragon Soul.
Gather the power of the Dragon King to create an artifact powerful enough to destroy the demons of the Burning Legion.
There is nothing wrong with the plan itself, but the problem is that the plan does not change quickly.
It is not only the living beings on the ancient continent of Kalimdor who fear the Burning Legion, but also the ancient gods.
Sargeras doesn't care about Azeroth's life or death, it just wants to correct its original mistakes.
And the Ancient God was also part of the mistake.
Therefore, the ancient gods who felt threatened by death rarely united to survive.
The final result was that Neltharion was unable to mobilize his own dragon king power to inject the dragon soul.
Because it could no longer suppress the earth, Azeroth continued to pour its torn future into Neltharion's mind.
Neltharion struggled in pain, maintaining his last sanity, and handed over the dragon soul, which had lost his share of the power of the Dragon King, to his brothers and sisters, and was absent from the next battle.
Then the cataclysm happened.
The ancient continent of Kalimdor was shattered by the explosion of the Well of Eternity. The prophecy of Azeroth came true, and the planet was really torn apart.
Unlike other dragon kings, Neltharion feels the same way.
Using his last strength to maintain the stability of the continental plate, the exhausted Black Dragon King came into contact with the will of the ancient gods that spilled out due to the loosening of the cage.
[Your brothers and sisters are just minions of the Titans. All they care about is the power given to them by the Titans. They use this power just to maintain their status and satisfy their vanity. Only you, only you Neltharion, can realize this. The pain of the planet. Help us. Help us and you will help the planet. Titans cannot be trusted. 】
piss off!
Neltharion didn't bother talking to the prisoners in the prison, but the young Black Dragon King muttered about the ancient gods' methods.
It was not the King of Black Dragons who corrupted the entire Black Dragon Legion, but all the black dragons that affected Neltharion's mind.
Inner connection through Titan blessings.
The Old Gods understood the importance of Neltharion to their escape, so they blessed the Black Dragon King.
The power brought by this blessing extends to the entire black dragon clan through Neltharion.
So, the black dragons heard the whispers of the ancient gods.
The black dragon species has collectively become corrupted.
"Praise to kill".
The ancient god used a trick to kill Neltharion.
So subtly, Neltharion became dissatisfied with his brothers and sisters who could not ease the pain of Azeroth.
It reminds me of the Dragon Soul.
This is the secret behind the [Devil's Soul] incident.
Chromie used his own heart as a sacrifice, and cast a mysterious spell that sealed more than 70% of Neltharion's power.
But Neltharion did not panic. The gap in absolute power between Chromie and himself determined that its spell would not take effect permanently. He would recover in three days at most.
So Neltharion just waited calmly.
Three days will not ruin your plan.
This is Neltharion's last attempt to control Alterac, and then the entire Alliance.
Saving Azeroth is not a matter for me, Neltharion, but one dragon. We must integrate the power of all intelligent creatures.
Even with the previous defeat off the coast of Grim Batol, Neltharion's faith was still on the verge of collapse.
This operation is the Black Dragon King's last attempt. You must know that in Deep Rock Continent, the origin of the shell has begun to be built.
Neltharion only regarded Chromie's actions as a futile effort to save Alterac, but did not consider this possibility - Chromie's target was the Black Dragon King from the beginning.
Chromie temporarily blocked Neltharion's Titan power.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
This logic also holds true in reverse, as the Titan's power is temporarily sealed, and Neltharion's tortured spirit due to his adherence to the Earth Guardian's qualities is relaxed.
That's why it remembers the long past.
However, Neltharion did not understand all this at this moment. It attributed its sentimentality to the curse Chromie had imposed on itself, which was caused by the discomfort caused by the sudden loss of power.
"Father, that Carlos Barov is back with an army. The elves of Silvermoon City have helped him. He will enter the city in two hours at most."
After Nefarian figured out the whole story, he immediately reported it to Nefarian.
"This is your battlefield, your battle, and you are the participant in this war. Don't worry about me and go on with your show."
Neltharion in human form is a very charming middle-aged man. Even if he does not use charm spells, he is still very charming. Nefarian raised his head and looked at his father who was sitting on the high platform motionless, and his heartbeat actually slowed down by half a beat.
An impulse of enthusiasm mixed with satisfaction drove Nefarian to nod and leave.
Tired with relief, Neltharion enjoyed a rare moment of peace.
"Your spell can last for up to three days. I'm curious whether that human being can seize the opportunity you created with your life."
Neltharion spoke softly, with a mocking and regretful smile on his lips.
And Carlos was not in the military formation outside the city at the moment.
He had secretly entered the city as early as yesterday morning.
When all the well-informed people began to stir up undercurrents beneath the seemingly calm waters of Alterac, Carlos didn't go to meet his father's followers or his old self.
He obeyed his inner struggle and came to a dilapidated old house.
"What on earth led me here?"
Carlos actually vaguely understood.
