72 hours only!?
Duke wants to commit suicide?
This time, Duke didn't need to remind her. No matter how slow-witted Alexstrasza was or how blinded by family affection she was, she came to her senses.
"Ysera, something happened to Malygos. He refused my summons and detained Keristrasza."
Ysera hurriedly tried to contact Malygos through her dreams, but she was immediately shocked: "Sister... Malygos' condition is very similar to Neltharion..."
Crazy, paranoid, confused, he was now in this familiar state, which made their hearts sink to the bottom.
"Duke is right again..." The Red Dragon Queen's voice made people feel like she was talking in her sleep.
"Sister, we must make a decision." Ysera whispered.
decision?
Easier said than done!
Ever since they were created together by the titans and faced so many storms together, the special emotional bond between the five-colored guardian dragons can no longer be described in words.
Alexstrasza was heartbroken enough that Neltharion eventually went mad and betrayed her because of the Whispers of the Old Gods.
I didn't expect that thousands of years later, I would have to face the same heartache again.
As a guardian dragon, he had thought about the possibility of his own death, but it was not at the hands of the powerful Burning Legion demons. Instead, he would most likely die at the claws of his brothers and sisters once again.
This heartache made her extremely confused.
In the end, Alexstrasza only said two words to Duke -
Feel sorry!
Duke understood perfectly: "It's not your fault!"
The Red Dragon Queen only gave Duke a sad smile and cut off the communication.
Then the Alliance, the Horde and the Wyrmrest Temple issued a joint statement: "Malygos, the Lord of Magic, the guardian dragon of Azeroth, was ambushed in his duel with the Lich King. Not only did he become insane, he was also fatally injured. After his death, he will become a bone dragon."
One stone stirs up a thousand waves!
This not only cast a thick shadow on the unstoppable Northern Expedition, but also indicated that the strength of Arthas had been greatly enhanced.
The aftermath of its negative impact is still fermenting.
Arthas inside the gate of the Wrathgate sneered coldly: "As expected of my old enemy Edmund Duke? He guessed my little move at once. But so what? Malygos is already my property..."
Duke guessed correctly: although Malygos seemed to be still alive and kicking, his heart had actually been completely killed by Frostmourne. However, Arthas still kept his heart beating, making Malygos look like he was still alive.
If Duke hadn't discovered it, then according to the original plan, Malygos would still use this excuse to fight Duke for the sovereignty of the magic network. He might even drag the Wyrmrest Temple, which was unaware of the truth, into the vortex of civil strife.
"But it's not bad like this now. A real dragon king as a mount...hahaha!" The Lich King's cold and wild laughter echoed throughout the tunnels in the mountain.
In fact, from the moment Malygos broke into Icecrown Citadel like a fool, all the tragedies were doomed. The only difference was how big the losses were.
The blue dragonflight also had fierce disagreements. Most of the blue dragons seemed at a loss. On one side was the strict order of their king, and on the other side was the appeal of the four great guardian dragons, Alexstrasza, Ysera, Nozdormu, and Onyxia.
Unlike in history, although Malygos in history was a moron on this matter, it was more like a battle of righteousness, so the vast majority of blue dragons obeyed Malygos' orders and even went so far as to attack Wyrmrest Temple.
This time... there was clearly a conspiracy. After all, even the Blue Dragonflight had heard about the former Lich King Ner'zhul's corruption of Arthas. So, when Kalecgos, who was guarding the Sunwell, unexpectedly publicly announced his opposition to Malygos' orders, the Blue Dragonflight split.
Among the blue dragon army, there are only a little over ten ancient dragons or quasi-ancient dragons, and half of them choose to stand on the side of Kalecgos.
The other half launched a fierce attack on the coalition forces and Duke's magic network.
On the Borean Tundra, Garrosh Hellscream was riding his wolf with abandon, holding his axe high and letting out loud battle cries.
"Hahaha! This is the life an orc should have."
His words were widely agreed upon by the soldiers around him.
"Yes! In that barren land, even the menial laborers seem to be more valuable than us warriors."
Thrall saved millions of orcs from that collapsed world, and initially received countless praises.
As time went by, a series of basic issues such as food, clothing, housing and transportation caused many conflicts among the orcs.
Most of the orcs from Draenor and Nagrand were dissatisfied with the barrenness of the land, and were not satisfied with having to collect the skins of hunted animals and give them to the Alliance in exchange for grains and food they did not like. They even felt that the pork raised by the Alliance in the pigsties was chewy and not tasty, and only sharp-toothed wild boars were the right way to go. They also wanted to hand over the hard labor in the clan to the Horde, and arrange for them to mine in exchange for food.
Their limited wisdom could not understand that WarWarchief Thrall had worked hard to prevent his compatriots from starving to death.
They just keep complaining about this and that.
Until the Northern Expedition!
Seeing the fertile land in front of them that resembled the style of Nagrand, and the majestic beasts - mammoths, woolly rhinos, giant spiders, Dusk Bay killer whales... the mixed Warsong Clan members, mainly the old Warsong Clan orcs of Nagrand, were so excited that they lost themselves.
Most of them forgot the original goal of defeating the Lich King, and regarded this Northern Expedition as a territory-grabbing operation by the Horde, no, by the Warsong Clan.
The most powerful clan should naturally have the most fertile territory!
That's their inherent thinking.
the Alliance's non-interference behavior indirectly stimulated the Warsong Orcs' land enclosure movement.
Who knew that the nightmare would suddenly come!
In the sky, dozens of giant dragons with blue wings and bodies swooped down from the clouds. Most of the orcs were torn into pieces by the violent rain of magic just because they saw the huge shadows and raised their heads.
Countless arcane bombs, frost arrows, blizzards...
The blue dragons kicked off the massacre with a magical feast.
The blue dragon Eregos, as Malygos' most staunch supporter, launched the most violent attack directly on Warsong Fortress.
With his wings spread out, dozens of compound magic circles arranged like star rings suddenly appeared in the void. The dragon language runes on the surface of these magic circles, which were half the size of a football field, kept flashing, making these magic circles seem to form a bright light belt.
The light band emitted a purple glow unique to arcane magic, which poured down on the Warsong Fortress, causing the orc-like fortress components to twist, deform, and shatter into countless scattered debris that swirled and flew out in all directions.