Menethil's Power

Chapter 649 Tides of Havoc
"The age of the dragons is over," Isaacs announced, without any particular emotion.

Deathwing shrank his head, not daring to comment on it.

Those red dragons, green dragons, and blue dragons, no matter what kind of emotions they contained or what kind of thoughts they had, fell into eternity at this moment, and when time flowed on them again, it was naturally a vicissitudes of life.

This is the most convenient way to subdue a dragon with a dragon.

Jaina looked at the gargoyles and bone dragons who fell into the time domain together, and raised her slender eyebrows slightly, "Can I already regard these flying units as lost?"

"I'm sorry." Isaacs shrugged.

"You don't have to be sorry, I actually don't care how much they have lost, but the Scourge, which has lost most of its air force, may be difficult to complete your plan." Jaina said.

Confined to Northrend and not expanding outward, it is still quite difficult for the Scourge to replenish its troops. Such a heavy loss is indeed unacceptable.

"Don't worry about that. I naturally don't think that the Scourge now has the ability to fight against the entire world. You will have allies, and there will be more than one." Isaacs smiled mysteriously.

Jaina tilted her head slightly to look at him, as if she didn't intend to ask who the ally was.

Isaacs shifted his gaze and landed on the undead Malygos, "It looks like it hasn't been fully completed yet?"

Although he announced his birth strongly before, in fact, the current undead dragon Malygos can only move his head.

"Yes, but the next work does not require me to do it myself." Jaina said.

While speaking, the Scourge teleporter on the edge of the platform made a sound, and several pale psychics appeared, and before them was a powerful Lich covered in frost and cold, who can freely enter and exit in today's Scourge Legion Naturally, there is only one Lich in the Ice Fortress.

"I salute you, Your Excellency Isaacs." Kel'Thuzad, the former Archmage of Dalaran, bowed to Isaacs and performed an impeccable courtesy, "You have finally embarked on this path, I don't feel Unexpectedly, this is a choice that all rational people will make, abandoning unnecessary shackles and pursuing true purity."

Today's Grand Lich can be said to be the core figure of the Scourge, second only to the Lich Queen Jaina. He sits in Naxxramas, and he commanded the undead air forces that were entangled with the Dragon Legion just now.

"What do you mean by pure?" Isaacs seemed to be a little interested, and asked suddenly.

The will-o'-the-wisps in Lich's empty eye sockets flickered, "The essence of this world is that the weak prey on the strong, and only power is the foundation of everything."

"I thought you would come up with a new theory." Isaacs smiled disinterestedly, and stopped talking to Kel'Thuzad.

The psychics had already dispersed around Malygos at this time, and they began to hold some special rituals. It is not an easy task to make the dead move like the living, especially with such a big dragon, This is also the reason why psychics generally do not have strong combat effectiveness, but their status in the Scourge is even higher than that of death knights. Technical talents are popular everywhere.

Invisible power was surging, and the newly born low-level consciousness in Malygos' brain was adapting to this body. He finally stood up slowly and roared to the sky.

"Perfect creation!" Kel'Thuzad shouted: "Your Majesty, only you have the ability to resurrect such a powerful creature!"

Physiologically speaking, a lich does not have such a thing as a skin.

Neither Jaina nor Isaacs paid attention to him, "I remember that you should have resurrected a blue dragon named Sindragosa before? That is the consort of this old blue dragon."

"It's broken," Jaina responded curtly.

Isaacs recalled it for a while, and felt that it might still be destroyed in his own hands. After all, he was unreasonable and forced to climb the Ice Spire several times. At least one-third of the high-end combat power of the Scourge was reduced lost in his hand.

What a pity, it seems impossible to reunite Malygos with his consort after [-] years.

"Let all the Scourge lords recruit their most elite subordinates, Naxxramas is also ready to teleport, and the Scourge will launch a new expedition." Jaina ordered to Kel'Thuzad.

"Obey, Your Majesty the Queen." The Lich saluted again, because he knew very clearly that he had no way out, so his loyalty was impeccable.

Jaina looked at Isaacs again, "Speaking of which, who are we going to trouble?"

There were so many battles in succession that they didn't discuss such an important matter until now.

"Kadore."

"Understood," Jaina nodded slightly, "It is indeed their turn, is there anything else to add?"

"I only have one request." Isaacs smiled faintly, "That is as soon as possible."

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Kalimdor.

Sirius Linfeng walked through the forest without making a sound, and his partner Nightsaber Youpao was running at the same speed as him not far away, also quietly, even in the main color of Azshara It is also able to hide itself perfectly in the golden woods.

They take care of each other. This is a tacit understanding that has been formed for decades. Quillpaw, like all its ancestors, is almost connected with Sirius. Except for the dragon, no animal enjoys the same kind of love as Kaldorei. With an almost eternal life, Sirius had to change his hunting pet every once in a while.

This piece of land named after the Queen of the Night belonged to Kaldorei in name, but most of the night elves now live in Mount Hyjal, and there is only one sentinel stationed in Azshara to show sovereignty, and Sirius belongs to the For this unit, the position is the scout captain.

Patroling Azshara every once in a while is a necessary job, which is not difficult for Sirius, it can be done by a single person, ten thousand years is enough to turn anyone into a veteran hunter.

If he didn't think about it carefully, Sirius didn't even realize that he had lived ten thousand years, and in fact most of his compatriots did too.Their bodies seem to be maintained in a constant state, neither aging nor strengthening—except for those druids who sleep in the Emerald Dream.Hillius felt that his combat power was almost the same as that of ten thousand years ago, but he had become more experienced.

Life is peaceful and repeated. He is still deeply impressed by the earth-shattering war ten thousand years ago, but it did not leave him with a deep memory for ten thousand years. There are always so many comrades-in-arms, and the number of newborns is even more pitiful - after immortality, there is no need to reproduce offspring, not to mention the number of people who can enjoy Nordrassil's blessing is limited after all.

The arrival of the orcs broke this peaceful life like a stone falling into the water, but their conflicts with the night elves mainly took place in the Ashenvale area, so their impact on Sirius' life was extremely limited. The guy in the village seems to be afraid of Azshara, an ominous place full of ruins.

Just like the war of quicksand thousands of years ago, the tribe has little to do with the ordinary sentinel Sirius.

He stopped suddenly. Azshara was as familiar to him as his own back garden. He knew that further ahead was the territory of the blue dragon people. When the Well of Eternity collapsed, there was still an activated magic net When the nodes remained, some blue sub-dragon species came to guard them, and the sentinel troops have always lived in peace with them.

It's time to turn around, stop by the silver beach to take a look, it's another peaceful day...

Hillius' mind relaxed a little.

Returning according to the familiar route, but suddenly, Sirius noticed that Youpao stopped suddenly, and the nightsaber seemed to be a little furry.

Hunters and pets are connected, and Sirius immediately became alert, and at the same time smelled a faint stench unique to deep sea mud—his senses were not inferior to those of cats.

The direction from which the stench came was Silver Beach.

Is it a murloc?A hint of doubt arose in Sirius' heart. Those amphibious humanoid creatures from the deep sea had a strong desire to expand. If they landed on the beach on a large scale, the sentinel troops had to be dispatched to solve this problem.

Calming Youpaw, Sirius slowed down his breathing and walked forward. The beach had a higher terrain difference than his location, and he could clearly see the entire beach and those monsters constantly appearing from the tide. biology.

These were creatures that Sirius had never seen before. They looked like close relatives of murlocs, but they were obviously more advanced than murlocs. Only the lower body was similar to fish, and the upper body was a complete humanoid.

An unknown deep-sea race, the possibility of their goodwill is negligible. Sirius held his breath and further reduced his sense of existence. Before bringing the news back to the station, he had to obtain as much information as possible.

These invaders showed a high degree of organization, and there are signs that there is a high civilization behind them. Their weapons are sophisticated, and there are a large number of spellcasters among them. They can even drive sea giants to drag what looks like siege weapons. large machinery...

The creatures separated suddenly, as if to meet their leader, Sirius saw a tall woman with lavender skin and three pairs of arms, and that face...

Sirius suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his heart beat violently.

How can this be?

When he was just an adult, he once witnessed a grand ceremony. It was a night elf lord celebrating his daughter being elected as the queen's maid. Sirius saw that ceremony from afar. A girl with amazing beauty, the boy's heart trembled because of it, and he never forgot that beautiful face.

But now, he actually saw that face again!

How can this be?That girl should have sunk into the bottom of the sea with Queen Azshara ten thousand years ago...

Youpao's furious howl made him realize that he had made a huge mistake. He was so shocked that he forgot to continue to hide his breath for a while, and a half-human, half-fish creature holding a giant blade appeared in front of him without knowing it. Almost twice that of Hillius.

Youpao pounced on it, and its sharp claws left scars on the strong monster.

It was exposed, and his rich experience made Sirius make the most correct choice in an instant. He immediately jumped back, intending to run away immediately, but a sharp arrow with frost came flying, and shot directly in mid-air. pierced his chest.

Under the effect of inertia, the hunter's body was nailed to the tree behind him.

You Claw wailed and tried to avenge its master, but more half-human, half-fish monsters rushed up. Under the siege of several sharp knives, this loyal beast only lasted for half a minute before collapsing.

"Bring that corpse here." A cold voice came.

The Naga soldiers didn't dare to neglect the slightest, and carried the hapless night elf hunter back to their mistress. Vashj looked at the face covered in frost, with a hint of disgust on his face.

Of course she didn't know him, but she had a heartfelt hatred for the Kaldorei. After all, she changed from a noble highborne to what she is now because of these pariahs.

Thousands of years of forbearance finally waited for the moment of revenge. The Naga clan has now changed their allegiance, and Vaschi doesn't care about it. As long as she perfectly follows the will of that adult, she will accept the transformation like a queen and get rid of it. The body of a monster, only this is enough.

Of course, letting these untouchables experience pain and despair is also something she is happy to do.

Glancing at the name tag hanging on the hunter's waist, "a poor sentinel." Vashj sneered, "This means that there should be a sentry camp nearby, go and flatten it for me! No one will be left behind!" She said without hesitation. Then the order was issued.

The master's will will come true!
(End of this chapter)