Chapter 20 Section 17

The black dragon swallowed, and said, "This is not delicious! I wonder if you have something better for me to eat. But you have already wasted too much of my time, so I better end You!" He raised his body high, opened his throat, and said, "Besides, no matter what you do, it will be useless to anyone!" Claw released Krasus, but when he fell into Deathwing's mouth, things took a turn for the better.Deathwing and the burning mountain scenery are gone.Crassus was suddenly floating in a terrible sandstorm, whirled by the violent wind. A dragon's head takes shape in the center of the storm.At first, Krasus thought it was the black dragon following him, determined not to let his food escape.Then, another dragon that was the same as before appeared, and one followed the other... In Krasus's eyes, there seemed to be no end to such a scene.

"Kleostra Laraz..." they moaned over and over again, "Kleostra Laraz..." Each dragon head, Krasus thought, was different from Deathwing's, and each dragon head was made by Sandstorm itself. Nozdormu? "We... have experienced everything!" Eternal Dragon tried hard, "We... have seen everything..." Krasus waited there, knowing Nozdormu was trying to say something like that. "All endings are nothing! All endings." nothing?What does he mean?Does he mean that all the magicians who are full of fear will pass through here, and will be eliminated in the future?

"Except for one thing..." There is one!Krasus caught the faint ray of hope. "Tell me! Where is the way? What shall I do?" In the process of answering, the faucet was changed.His muzzle retracted, his head elongated, more like a human—no!Not humans—but elves. A night elf? Is this what he is on guard against, or is this what he is looking for?He wanted to ask Nozdormu, but the sandstorm got wilder. The wind tore the dragon's face apart and scattered sand everywhere.Krasus tried to protect his body from being torn apart by the sand that got into his clothes. he screamed.

Sitting up, a moment later, his mouth was still open in a silent scream. "My queen, she is with us again." Gradually, Krasus' mind returned to reality.The subsequent changes to Deathwing and Nozdormu still had a lot to do with his thoughts.But he finally figured out that he was lying in the egg room.Here he has his first conversation with Alexstrasza.The queen came to see him in person.Out of concern for himself, the young physical body also looked very worried. "Has your spell passed?" Alexstrasza asked quietly. This time, he decided not to let her know the result.Nozdormu's horrific words foretell that all paths to the future are open.Even more troublesome, could he tell her that Neltharion had gone mad?And what can he say about the terrible events that the black dragon will cause?

But when Krasus tried to talk about the devil, he fell into a stupor again.He just tried to stay conscious. "Too fast," Alexstrasza said alertly. "You need more rest." But he needed much more than rest. He needed to break the ominous and sensitive spell that had apparently been cast upon him by the Guardians of the Earth.But none of the dragons realized that his condition was caused by witchcraft.In their morphs, Deathwing is always the most cunning demon. Krasus had nothing to do with the black dragon, so he turned to the night elves.Nozdormu had tried to show him their characteristics.He recalled the elves who had attacked him and Rhonin, but none seemed to fit the profile.

"How far are we from night elf land?" Krasus asked.Then he touched his mouth in surprise.He realized that the words came smoothly from his mouth.Obviously, Neltharion's spell only involved the dragon itself, and did not interfere with other places. "We can get you there as soon as possible, without delay," his young flesh answered him, "but what are you talking about?" "This... this is still related to that incident, but my process has changed. I believe... I believe that Nozdormu just contacted me, and he wants to tell me something." His young flesh found the matter too complicated and said, "You've had nightmares and confusion! We've heard you moan several times. Really doubt that the Dragon of Time will help you. Help Alexstrasza, maybe Yes, but not you."

"No," corrected the Empress, "I believe he may know the truth, Kryostrasz. But he says that Nozdormu touched his mind, and I doubt the truth." "I admire your intelligence, my love." "I must go to the night elves," Krasus insisted.Cleostrasz was on the side, and he didn't mean to mention Neltharion's duplicity.He is doing much better. "There's someone out there that I'm looking for, and I hope it's not too late." The female dragon tilted her head to one side, her eyes looking for something in Krasus' eyes: "Is what you told me before all the truth? Are all of them?"

"I'm speaking...the truth, but I'm afraid there's more. The dragons—all dragons—have a war to face." "But Nozdormu is not here, there is no way to reach a consensus, and other dragons will not agree to anything!" "You have to convince them to resist tradition!" He stood up vigorously, "They can stay between the world and oblivion very well!" From this, he said all he could think of—about the horrors of the Burning Legion. They listened to him tell horrific stories of bloodshed, massacres, and disembodied souls.When he told them, two dragons trembled.Krasus frightened them enough.

But even at this time, Alexstrasza said: "They may not have decided. We have seen the world, but we leave the progress of the world to the younger race. Even Neltharion, himself An Earthguard, still like that." He wanted to tell her about Neltharion, but thinking about it made him dizzy.Krasus nodded reluctantly and said, "I know you will do what you must." "And you will do what you will. Go to the night elves and seek the answers you want, if you think it will help the situation." She looked up at her mate.After thinking for a while, the Empress said again: "I want you to go with him, Cleostrasz. Will you?"

The male dragon bowed his head respectfully and said, "If you want me to do this, I'm more than happy to do it." "I also want you to follow his lead, my mate. Believe me, his wisdom will be of great value to you." Looking through Cleostrasz's face, it was not clear whether he believed what the queen said, but he nodded in agreement. "Night has come," Alexstrasza said to Krasus. "Will you wait till dawn?" The magician shook his head: "I have waited too long." The first person to bear the name of the Ravencrest clan sat on a tall and restless mount, looking up at the huge granite building.He had explained to his companions that the sturdy structure resembled something on a chessboard—a black rook.Those big black birds hover around here from time to time, and even make nests on it.Explain that this is a special place, a place where power is involved.

The servants of Ravencrest have spent more than one generation—the night elves have a generation longer than most other races—continuously carving out the clan's stronghold, gradually building a world among the rocks. Rare stronghold.Black Rook Hold - an evil and colorless place - spread its influence throughout the night elf kingdom and soon became known far and wide, second only to the Palace.When the night elves and dwarves clashed, it was the power of Black Rook Hold that held the balance.Ravencrest's clan became honorable kings, and night elf and dwarf blood merged.If the Highborne who served Azshara were to envy the other elves of their race, it would be those in Black Rook Hold. Although there are windows on the top floor, the only way to get inside is through two iron doors.They are not fixed to the house structure, but to the hill.The solid gates were sealed and guarded.Only a madman would want to enter it without permission. But as soon as Ravencrest arrived, both doors opened without hesitation.They opened the door for his three prisoners, one of whom knew the story of Black Rook Hold, and he was getting nervous now. Malfurion never imagined that he would enter this dark place, especially under such dire circumstances.To make matters worse, his inability to imagine his twin brother was the main reason he came here.During their journey, he learned that it was Illidan - suddenly allied with Ravencrest - who had discovered Rhonin's spell.With the help of Malfurion's brother, the night elf commander went all out, determined to catch any intruders. He was happiest when he saw Brox, but seeing Illidan's twin brother, Malfurion, confused him. The room was illuminated by crystal gems placed in the five corners, and Ravencrest inspected his captives.The commander sat on a stone chair, which was placed on a stone platform, which allowed Ravencrest to sit high and look down on the three people below. Armored warriors lined the walls of the chamber, and others surrounded Malfurion and his companions.Ravencrest was flanked by two high-ranking officers, each with a helmet in the crook of his arm.Illidan stood on the noble's right. Two high-ranking moon guards arrived a little late.They were at Black Rook Hold just as the Commander was leading his captives to the gate.The Moon Guardians also discovered Rhonin's spell, but their spies informed them that Ravencrest and his party were coming before they could send their own men.The wizard was not happy with the actions of the noble Ravencrest, nor was he much pleased with Illidan's appearance.In their eyes, he was an unrecognized spellcaster. "Trouble again, my lord Ravencrest," said the elder of the Moon Guard, softening—his name was Latusus, and he did not look like an official—"I must Request that these people be transferred to us to answer some necessary questions." "You once caught the orc, but lost him. Anyway, he came to me, and things are much easier." Ravencrest looked at the three people and said, "There are There is more to it than we see on the surface. What do you think, Illidan?" Malfurion's brother looked sickly, but he answered emphatically, "Yes, sir, he is my brother." "It's as obvious as night and day." He surveyed his captured twin brother. "I know something about you, boy, as I know something about your brother. Your name is Malfurion, right?" "Yes, sir." "You saved the orc?" "yes." The commander leaned forward and asked, "Do you have any good reason? Is there any reason to justify this heinous behavior?" "I doubt you will believe me, my lord." "Oh, I can believe a lot of things, young man," replied Ravencrest calmly, tugging at his beard gently, "and in good conscience, what did you do that for?" "I—" Does Malfurion have any other choices?Sooner or later, by all means, they would get the truth from him."I can try to explain," he said. So he told them that he was studying under Cenarius, which immediately drew suspicious looks.He explained the dreams he had recurring, and how the demigods taught him to walk the Emerald Dream in his subconscious.Most importantly, Malfurion described the forces that bewildered him and carried him to many places: Azshaline, and the palace of the beloved queen of the night elves. They listened to him talk about the well, and about the confusion stirred up by the wizards in the palace.He builds a panoramic, immersive picture of Ravencrest, the Moon Guardians, and others. One thing he didn't mention—he took it as obvious—was his fear of Queen Azshara's tyranny. Ravencrest did not comment on his story, but turned to the Moon Guardian: "Have you ever encountered such trouble in your order?" The elder wizard replied, "The well is now berserk because its powers have been misused. We did not monitor the activity from Azshaline, and since then, there have been such unbelievable stories—" "Yeah, that's unbelievable." The bearded commander added, glancing at Illidan, "what can you say about your brother?" "He has always been the kind of person who is easily confused, Your Excellency." Illidan did not want to look at Malfurion, "As for whether this is true..." "Indeed, I still don't believe that Harveys and the Highborne instigated some evil deeds without the Queen's consent. They acted as if the Queen was rewarding them with property, and no one else had the right to touch it." one time." Having said that, the moon guard also nodded in agreement.The counselor and those around Azshara are known to be arrogant. "If I may," interposed Latusus, "as soon as we settle something here, I will send word to our chiefs that they will keep watch on the Highborne and their movements." "I should be most interested in that. Young Malfurion, your story—if most of it is true—explains some of your behavior, but how can it explain your taking the most important criminal of your species Released?" "Maybe I can answer you better." Rhonin said suddenly. Malfurion wasn't sure if it was a good thing for the others to talk here.While Rhonin has certain vague resemblances to the night elf race, and that probably keeps a lot of things going in his favor, the night elves aren't all that tolerant of other races. But if nothing else, Ravencrest seemed happy to listen to him.He waved casually at the hooded mage. "In my land...not far from where he came from," Rhonin explained, nodding to Brox, "a strange magic has been activated. My people and Brox's people sent separate We went to find out. We each discovered the strange magic, and we were dragged involuntarily. He stopped at one end, and I was at the other end." "Then what does this have to do with young Malfurion?" "He believed...as I did...the unnatural magic was caused by the spell I mentioned earlier." "That's a reason to be wary." The high moon guard commented suspiciously. "This green-skinned guy doesn't look like he was sent to learn or create magic or witchcraft." "My battle commander ordered me to go," Brox retorted with a defiant growl, "and I went." "I can't speak for the orcs," Rhonin said, "but I'm sure he's an expert at this kind of learning." His eyes were so different from those of the night elves that the Moon Guard didn't quite trust him. After a pause, Malfurion realized that they didn't know what Rhonin really was, but in this poetic expression of art, they knew someone.Indeed, mages were allowed to tell all the stories, as if for a reason. "Maybe, I'm old, but I'm willing to believe most of what you say." Ravencrest's approval drew the attention of several officials, and made Malfurion feel relieved.If the Commander takes their stories to heart— "We haven't decided yet," Latusus announced. "Such information is not convincing and needs some deliberation." Noble Ravencrest raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there any dispute about what you said to me?" He snapped his fingers, and the guards grabbed Malfurion's arm and dragged him to the front of the stage. "Now, I will test the new wizard's loyalty to me. Illidan, we must believe in the absolute truth, but that may not be pleasant for you. I can rely on you to prove to us that what your brother said is true ?" Illidan swallowed, then looked at Malfurion and said, "I believe what my brother said, but I cannot say such things to a creature in robes, Your Excellency." Illidan was trying to focus on others to avoid casting spells on his brother.Though Malfurion was grateful for the concern, he didn't like having Rhonin and Brox suffer in his place. "Your Excellency, this is ridiculous!" A senior wizard walked up to the stage and looked at Illidan contemptuously, "Whether one is an unrecognized spellcaster or the brother of a prisoner, any questioning is questionable." !” He turned to Malfurion, narrowing his eyes menacingly at the young night elf and said, “In accordance with the laws of our earlier civilization, the Moon Guardian has the responsibility and authority to oversee all interrogations when matters of magic are involved! " He stepped forward and was within reach of the prisoner.Malfurion did his best to appear calm.Facing the threat of Black Rook Castle, he hoped that his druid training could help him survive.But the torture of his will by a wizard poses a greater threat to him.This kind of interrogation can leave him with his whole body, but his brain and thoughts have been broken, and his strength can no longer be restored. Illidan jumped down from the stage and said, "Your Excellency, I have come to interrogate my brother." No matter what his twin brother would do to him, Malfurion figured Illidan would be closer to the core question than the Moon Guard, who only wanted answers.Malfurion looked at Ravencrest, hoping he would accept Illidan's offer. But the lord of Black Rook Castle leaned back in his chair and said, "The law must be obeyed. He is yours, Moon Watcher, but you must interrogate him now, here."