Azeroth is burning.
In a symbolic sense, literary rhetoric, don’t make excuses...
There are those behind the scenes who are stirring up war. From the ice fields in the far north to Pandaria in the southern hemisphere, from the Eastern Kingdoms to Kalimdor, the war never stops.
Even the maelstrom of the Endless Sea has become a new war zone.
Asked the Dragon King why he was crying, he sighed that his cousin refused to look back.
The Black Dragon Legion's sudden attack on the Naga clan could not be said to be inexplicable to the other three dragon kings, but could also be regarded as a fool's errand.
However, the Black Dragon Legion had a convulsion, forcing the Red Dragon Legion and the Green Dragon Legion to follow suit.
Originally, the Blue Dragon Legion also wanted to keep up, but the undead natural disasters were raging along with the cold winds of Northrend on the Storm Cliffs. The Lich King's troops were already pointing at Ulduar, and Malygos's already not wealthy family was even more worried. Adding insult to injury.
The maelstrom is difficult to withstand. The guardian dragon knows what is under the sea, but there is nothing he can do about it. Not to mention the various deep-sea bad beasts that eat all kinds of monsters and have full resistance. Others with less than 4,000 attack power will look down on him. Let’s just say that the Naga clan is not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Back then, the Light of Light lived by the Well of Eternity, and could crush all sentient beings and command demigods with its own strength. How powerful must it be now that it has escaped into the deep sea and practiced hard for thousands of years?
It's all a scourge anyway, so it's better to wait for the Black Dragon Legion and Naga to fight dog-eat-dog.
This kind of thinking pervades the relationship between the Red Dragon Legion and the Green Dragon Legion, so much so that in the sea and airspace near the maelstrom, the Black Dragon Legion is acting recklessly, while the Red Dragon and Green Dragon are just watching from afar.
Only Chromie couldn't help but want to curse.
"Are you a fool? No matter what plan the Black Dragon Legion has, the other dragons are implementing it. The red dragon and the green dragon are just watching from the battlefield!"
Why is it that the Dragon Legion doesn't care about the crisis of Zul'Gurub and Hakkar the Soul Reaver? It's because they are watching.
Why does the dragon army not care about the resurgence of Pandaria's demon? It's because they are watching.
Why did the night elves wipe out the Burning Legion and the dragon kings ignored their old friends? It was because Alexstrasza was guarding her cousin.
Malygos wanted to take action, but was powerless but unable to do so. Ysera's whereabouts were a mystery and difficult to encourage. The Red Dragon Queen, the only one capable of defending against Neltharion alone, evolved into the Cautious Dragon King. The gangster's little Akmon Destaza.
How to protect Azeroth with these insects!
The age of mortals may have arrived, but now it still belongs to the age of dragons. As the strongest force protecting Azeroth, the power of the Dragon King is crucial.
When it came to strategy, Chromie couldn't even defeat the astral mage Medivh, let alone the Ancient Gods.
How could a bronze dragon have any bad intentions? It was just carrying out its master's mission.
Chromie didn't even understand what was happening, and saw that the situation was accelerating towards the abyss of destruction.
The entire world is shrouded in flames of war. Above the fog and smoke, under the shadow of the waves, forces within and outside the world are calculating the chips in their hands and the benefits they desire.
Chromie has done everything he can currently do, or what the astral mage Medivh asked Chromie to do. Before the next big event comes, Chromie rarely gets precious personal time.
However, Chromie painfully discovered that the situation was collapsing. If she didn't do something, there would probably be no next stage.
Therefore, she ventured to meet Alexstrasza, Queen of the Red Dragons.
The result was an unhappy ending.
Alexstrasza warmly received Chromie, and patiently listened to Chromie's account of the current situation in Azeroth. Then she told Chromie that she was very busy and had to ensure that the Black Dragon King's conspiracy was not resolved. She will succeed. As for the soul-stealer Haka, she believes that the hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage.
If he hadn't been unable to defeat him, Chromie would have really wanted to ask Senior Alexstrasza for advice.
Master Ke, cut her in the middle!
If you can't convince the Red Dragon Legion, you can't even convince the Green Dragon Legion, who was ordered by Ysera to follow her sister's arrangements.
Chromie ventured deep into the maelstrom, trying to find out what the Black Dragonflight was up to.
Then Chromie was shocked. The Black Dragon Legion was actually fighting Naga.
Is this reasonable?
What is Neltharion up to? ? ?
The Black Dragon Legion obviously did not just want to take a bath in the sea to cool down. The presence of a large number of targeted magic and aquatic dragon beasts proved that this attack was planned and premeditated.
However, as a local snake in the deep sea, Naga was not to be outdone. She almost launched a tit-for-tat attack with the Black Dragon Legion, and the fight was very lively.
Chromie was confused.
What is Neltharion, the King of Black Dragons up to?
She can't do this question!
If you don’t know how to do it, just skip it. The exam time is limited, so don’t worry.
When Prophet Velen activated the secret communication tool Chromie left him, Chromie knew her vacation was over.
Confused about the Battle of the Maelstrom, the Model Worker Bronze Dragon headed to an unknown island off the coast of Pandaria.
There, Velen, who arrived in advance, had already arranged various means of counter-reconnaissance and counter-prophecy, and showed a time and space beacon to Chromie.
"I have found the world you asked me to find. But is it worth it?"
Velen asked with a frown.
"You are a prophet, you ask me?"
Chromie looked puzzled.
"Then let me ask you another question, is this worth it to you?"
Velen looked at Chromie seriously. Once Chromie's answer did not satisfy the prophet, the prophet did not mind destroying the beacon.
"It's worth it. The nightmare futures I've experienced have taught me that the flowers of hope must be watered with sacrifice."
Velen was moved by Chromie's determined literary style, and the prophet bent down and solemnly handed the beacon to the dwarf-shaped bronze dragon.
"Good luck to you."
"Stop it, I don't believe this."
After the separation, Velen visited the ruins of the Exodar again, returned to Pandaria again, and resolutely joined the war to help the pandaren against the mantid.
In Queen Azshara's underwater palace, an unexpected guest was chatting happily with the queen.
"Ms. Presto, give my regards to your father."
"No problem, Your Majesty, Father is also looking forward to meeting you again."
"That's really exciting. The last time we met was already ten thousand years ago."
"Hehehe, I can't get involved in this topic."
"Then keep these desserts often, but they are rare varieties that cannot be eaten on land."
"Then I want to have a good taste."
The hypocritical polite words between women, the hypocritical relatives in ancient times, under the gaze of N'Zoth, Azshara seems to be free, but she is not free at all.
The Ancient God would not care if the Queen of Naga had a small tea party with the Princess of the Black Dragon. The war between the Black Dragon Legion and the Naga was only a small trouble rather than a big trouble for N'Zoth.
However, even though he claimed to be an ancient god, N'Zoth, who was not out of trouble, was still short of being omniscient and omnipotent by more than twenty C'Thuns.
At least N'Zoth can't yet probe Azshara's mind or understand the nonsense literature among noble lords.
Inadvertently, several Naga generals whom Azshara considered disloyal had been sold to the Black Dragonflight.
Killing someone with a borrowed knife or something like that is an introductory skill in aristocratic politics, and the queen has a clear family.
