Chapter 26 Section 26

Finding no one else to vent her grief to, the Dream King fell to the stag's side, resting his head on his severed head.She burst into grief, crying bitterly, her body convulsing a little. "We already thought that we might be late..." Alexstrasza squeezed out a word, looking at her companion sympathetically, "but we didn't expect this to happen..." "Cenarius is alive," Krasus said. "We should let her know." The King of Life nodded and closed his eyes.After a moment, Ysera raised her head and looked at them.The two dragons looked at each other, and Ysera flew away from Malorne's body.

The others stepped back one after another to make room for her.She landed beside the unconscious Cenarius.Ysera hugged the prostrate King of the Forest to her chest with her front paws extremely considerately. "I want them to be tortured by nightmares, their bodies blown to pieces..." She gritted her teeth, "I want to awaken the demons in their hearts, make them lose their minds, and make them worse than death... But I want to torture them slowly, and I won't let them To die so soon..." She could go on and fulfill her promise, but Krasus interrupted abruptly: "The Burning Legion will not end well, Lord of Dreams, but please consider the fate of Kalimdor, Malorne and Cenarius Fighting bravely for it, and the future of this world is still hanging by a thread... The three ancient gods want to use the demon leader to help them regain their freedom!"

"We know that very well," Alexstrasza interrupted suddenly before the distraught Ysera could reply, "so what shall we do now?" "The battle here will continue, but it should be pushed to Azshaline... and the Well of Eternity. It will take dragons and mortals to work together, because we will face many dangers there." "Tell us about your plans," Ysera seemed to be contradicting Alexstrasza, but the red dragon would not allow any delay, not even Ysera. "You know him! Just look into his heart and you know he has to be heard." The green dragon finally lowered his head: "Just make the devil suffer."

"If the portal is formed," the magician continued, "we will all suffer..." Krasus looked at Azshaline in the distance, and then said, "If I guess correctly, the portal is about to take shape ..." Sargeras felt the frustration in Archimonde's heart.The demon leader is disappointed in his most trusted subordinate, because Archimonde has never missed a hand before, but there is still time after punishing Archimonde.The portal was about to take shape, and Sargeras couldn't figure out why he hadn't thought of this plan earlier.Everything is too simple.

But in the long run, none of that matters anymore.The important thing is that he will soon set foot on the land of Kalimdor. If this happens, then all the dragons in this world will not be able to save their world... The three Old Gods felt that they would soon be free.It's absurd that some of the titans who once made them hate to the bone would rescue them!The many titans united together managed to imprison the Old God; when the Old God returned victorious, they could easily get rid of the haughty fellow and make his warriors serve their cause. The portal has become stronger and stronger.The time to take advantage of it is getting closer.The most ridiculous thing is that those poor fellows who fought the warriors of the fallen titans naively thought they could get the disk back.Now, the three Old Gods sensed that the dragons were flying towards the Well of Eternity.

What will greet them will be a fatal attack, which they never imagined. A storm raged over the Well of Eternity, and even Malfurion, who was far away, could feel the power of the storm.This is by no means a storm in the general sense, nor is it the kind of storm that frequently appears in this mysterious waters.This storm came from a power that did not exist in the mortal world, very similar to the power of the Burning Legion. Besides the Burning Legion... there are other powers. Despite the influence of ancient evil, druids still do not understand who the old gods are, or what they are.In fact, Malfurion didn't want to know at all.The forces that invaded his mind on the way to Deathwing's lair were so sinister that he knew at that moment that these guys must not be allowed to enter Kalimdor... Maybe it would be harder than stopping the demon boss from entering Kalimdor a bit.

He looked up, looked around again, and saw the hope of this world.There were more than a dozen flying dragons in the sky, Alexstrasza and Ysera flying at the forefront.Another female dragon, representing a yellow dragon, followed closely behind.Next came three wyverns of various colors, consorts of the three Aspects, including the consort of Nozdormu whom Krasus had mentioned. The magician rides on the body of the red dragon, seems to be intoxicated by the whistling wind.Malfurion knew the magician's true identity, and he guessed that Krasus must have imagined himself as a dragon, soaring in the air.

Brox rode the lead yellow dragon, and Rhonin rode one of Alexstrasza's consorts.The Consort of the Red Aspect, Tyrannastresa, stayed on the ground to organize the dragons against Archimonde, while the other red dragons, with the exception of the wounded Cleostrasz, followed Alek Straza flew towards the center of the lake.Malfurion was honored to be with Ysera.In fact, she was the one who insisted on letting Malfurion ride her. "You are his pride," she said to the druid, speaking of Cenarius. "To thank you for what you have done for him and Malorne, you must ride..."

Malfurion didn't know what to say, so he bowed to her and climbed onto her back. Dragons of all colors flew into the air at once to face the terrifying power of the demon leader and the Old God who controlled him. Everyone knows in their hearts... this time there may be no return. But for Malfurion, the trip had other meanings.At this moment, he didn't think much about life and death. In his opinion, as long as this threat can be stopped, any sacrifice is worth it.But he also missed other people.Around his destination, perhaps somewhere in or near Azshaline, he could find Tyrande and Illidan.

He still couldn't forgive himself for what happened to Tyrande.If she couldn't forgive him, he wouldn't blame her either.It was he who had brought her into the clutches of the Burning Legion, to an unimaginable doom.If Tyrande was still alive, Malfurion thought that his childhood friend might have nothing but hatred and contempt for him. If he meets his younger brother, Druid hasn't figured out how to deal with it.But he must have severely punished Illidan. "Illidan, stop! You must listen to me!" Tyrande said as Illidan dragged her away.It wasn't the first time she'd lost her temper, but she hoped this time he'd listen to her. "This is a road of no return! Think about it! Joining the Burning Legion, you are dragging yourself into the abyss of evil!"

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm here to save Kalimdor! I'm going to be a hero!" He turned to her suddenly and said, "Don't you understand? We have no choice! We will fight again and again. The Burning Legion didn't stand still! One day I realized that the only way to deal with demons is to know them as they know themselves! We're going to use their power to defeat them! That's why I'm here, pretending to join them The cause of the team! I even tricked their leader, and he gave me the greatest gift—" "Gift? You call it a gift by destroying your eyes?" Illidan's figure approached her impressively, his expression was more like a demon at this time. "If you can see the world like I do, you will understand how amazing the power he has given me..." A disturbing smile flickered across his face, and Illidan showed her his eye sockets again.As with the first time seeing the horrific sight on his face, Tyrande took a step back in horror, but he paid no attention.He rewrapped the hood over his eye sockets and said, "Yes, it is the greatest gift imaginable... and the greatest weapon against the Burning Legion..." After speaking, Illidan dragged her forward again. Although the priestess was able to break free from his grasp, Tyrande actually didn't want to leave Illidan.She was worried about him, worried about his twisted mind, he had gone astray, and she wanted to save the mage as best she could.She did this not only because she was guided by Elune, Tyrande Whisperwind still clearly remembered the young Illidan, the kind and benevolent Illidan full of dreams and hopes.