The dragons that exist in Azeroth are not as rare as mortal legends suggest.

In the Seven Kingdoms of Humanity and the Dwarven Kingdom in the Eastern Continent, many people claim to have seen dragons every year, and in addition to the lies of eight or nine out of ten, there are also one-tenth of the "sightings" that are actually true.

Especially in the wild mountains of Hinterland, where the Brute Hammer Dwarves live, the Copperbeard Dwarves near the wetlands of Grimbaatar, and the inhabitants of the Sunshine Forest of the Stormwind Kingdom, if you are not unlucky, you can spot some mysterious figures at midnight or dawn.

Yes, dragons live in all of these places, but they are usually red or green.

The more mysterious blue dragons can only be encountered in the far and cold northern continent of Northrend, and the most mysterious bronze dragons can only be found in the depths of the desert at the southernmost tip of the Kalimdor continent.

As for the black dragon... I'm sorry, except for the sudden appearance of the black dragons two years ago and the siege of Dalaran, in the last thousands of years, the black dragons have almost maintained a state of silence, so much so that many scholars and mages who are interested in the dragon will swear to tell others that the black dragon is extinct.

But are they really extinct?

Of course not... However, the black dragons must be very, very careful in their activities in Azeroth, because no matter what color of their compatriots they encounter, they will be hunted for endlessly, which originated from the betrayal of their compatriots by the black dragons in the ancient war 10,000 years ago.

And the story of the Black Dragon's betrayal is now only recorded in the library of Quel'Salas and in the mage tower of the Astral Mage.

As the only disciple of the astral mage Medivan, Khadgar can be regarded as well-informed, but Rao is an archmage like him, and he has never seen so many black dragons get together, and he is still engaged in such a large-scale war with these earth overlords of the Draenor world.

What frightened him even more was the leader of those black dragons, the primeval black dragons with a body length of more than 200 meters and hideous steel armor behind their backs... That's right, to have such a huge body, in the history of Azeroth, there is only such a black dragon.

"Deathwing!"

Khadgar subconsciously clenched the staff of the Guardian in his hand, and he looked at the primeval black dragon that grabbed Grull and flew into the sky and threw the King of Goron from the sky mercilessly, and he said in a deep voice:

"I didn't expect it to be alive!"

Tyrion didn't care about seeing Deathwing in action, not to mention that he had personally knocked down the fallen Guardian of the Earth countless times in the game, and even in reality, during that brief meeting in the Aranka Peaks, he already knew how powerful Deathwing might be.

But that didn't scare him.

"Severn, is the Eye of Sargeras ready?"

Tyrion asked in the spirit link, and the Blood Mage Severn, who was busy at the top of the Oakington Necropolis, replied briefly:

"It will take a few minutes, the energy contained in this gem is too huge, I must prepare at least 20 mana valves to ensure that it is closed in time."

At this time, the Blood Mage commanded his Blood Servants to inspect the surprisingly cumbersome circle on the ruins platform of Oakington, which took him four days to complete, and this was with the help of Archmage Khadgar.

And what made Saiwen feel the most headache was the fist-sized dark green gem that was floating above the circle at this time, it was slowly spinning, and with each turn, the runes shining on the surface of the gem changed by one point, and the oppressive force brought by this seemingly inconspicuous magic gem made the entire Oakington Necropolis silent.

This is the gem that Tyrion found from the tomb of Sargeras, it is the terrifying treasure that the Dark Titan carried in an instant when he infiltrated Azeroth, and a small gem has accumulated unimaginably large evil power, if this gem explodes here, the ideal and luckiest ending is that at least half of the Draenor continent is completely torn apart by the magic vortex.

Don't doubt the power of this thing, in its original history, 12 years later, this thing only came close to sinking Northrend, the northern continent of Azeroth, really, just a little bit.

Blood Mage Saiwen also lost his previous elegance and calmness, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and repeatedly confirmed in the spirit link:

"Are you sure it really won't explode? Tyrion, if something goes wrong..."

"It's safe enough, Severn, it's a normal magic gem, like the one you use regularly, and of course, it's for a Titan."

Tyrion replied categorically:

"As long as you channel all your magic power at once without dying, it will be safer in its hands than any alchemy bomb you can find!"

"The kind of magic gem I use doesn't cause a tide of magic..."

The Blood Mage retorted fiercely:

"Even if it's just standing next to it, I can feel that the magic of the whole world is gathering in this direction, so no matter what you want to do, we'd better end it quickly and before the magic of this small world is completely out of balance!"

"Then wait for my news!"

Tyrion advised:

"Take a third at most, remember? Don't go more than a third! There's more to the Eye of Sargeras, and I don't want you to waste it in this world! ”

"A third?"

Saiwen activated the magic circle in horror, looking at the dark green storm caused by pure magic above his head, just at the beginning, the magic circle under his feet was charged at an ultra-high speed that the blood mage had never seen before, and the dark green light was like a lamp, suddenly lit up under the sky of Talado.

In the midst of the whistling storm of magic, the blood mage's hair was blown around, and he said to Tyrion with difficulty:

"I'm afraid you're thinking too much, Mr. Tyrion!"

"Khadgar and I have set up a total of 15 energy draw circles, but even if they are fully powered, it is already thankful that they can extract a quarter of the mana in the gem, and if there are more, the mana valve blessed by the circle will be invalid, once it is opened but cannot be closed in time..."

Severn swallowed hard, lowered his voice, as if afraid of a possible disaster, and whispered:

"If that happens, the Oakington underground network that holds this circle will be completely disrupted, and the entire Tarador will explode like a big bomb, and that will only be the beginning of the disaster! It's too risky, Tyrion, it's really too risky! We don't have the ability to use the Eye of Sargeras at all right now! ”

"Don't worry, do it, I didn't put that thing in Tarador for nothing."

Tyrion threw down a sentence:

"Even if that happens, Adar won't sit idly by unless it's willing to die with us!"

The link between the spirits was disconnected, and the Death Knight flicked his wrist, and he reached out to put his hand on the shoulder of the archmage Khadgar, and Tyrion said in a hollow voice:

"You know its name, so do you know its story?"

"I've seen it in Karazhan."

Khadgar looked at Deathwing in the distant sky, and he whispered:

"It is said that in the War of the Ancients, the five dragon legions decided to help the Night Elves fight the demons, but even the mighty dragons felt powerless in the face of the demons that were used like a tide, so Nesario, the most radical of the five dragon kings, decided to make an equally powerful weapon to fight the demons!"

"It found the hardest metal in the world, forged a golden disc, and persuaded the other four dragon kings to infuse the disc with their own origin magic, which was the artifact dragon soul, but Nesario was not a truly selfless dragon king, and the cunning did not infuse it with its own power."

"On the battlefield, Nesario wielded the Dragon's Soul to destroy countless demons, but while the dragons and mortals cheered for the victory, Nesario aimed his deadly weapon at his own people..."

Khadgar's voice became muffled:

"The unsuspecting Blue Dragon Legion was hit head-on by the scorching flames of the Dragon's Soul and was almost wiped out, then the Red Dragon, the Green Dragon, and the Bronze Dragon, after the Dragonlords reacted, they tried to stop Nesario's madness, but unfortunately, the artifact infused them with their essence, and when facing the Dragon's Soul, the Dragonlords became extremely weak, and Nesario realized his plot, and it was about to become the true Dragon King!"

"It arrogantly calls itself Deathwing, but it also underestimates the power of the artifact in its possession, which betrays it... Uncontrollable force rushed into Nesario's body, tearing it apart, and the mighty Deathwing died... That's how history is recorded, but I didn't expect it to be alive! ”

After Khadgar finished telling the story of Deathwing, Tyrion shook his head and said in a deep voice:

"You also think this story is ridiculous, right? As a guardian of the earth, why did Deathwing suddenly go crazy? Is it really just because it wants to be the senseless Dragon King? ”

"The history recorded by mortals is so nonsense, they always try to explain things they can't understand with their own minds, so many mistakes and omissions, the whole story is recorded, but the most important things are missing, I sometimes wonder if there really is a pair of black hands manipulating the history of Azeroth..."

He looked at Khadgar:

"Do you want to know everything that happened in that world before the elves and dragons were born? Don't you wonder where dragons came from and who created them? ”

These questions made Khadgar's eyes widen, as a mage, a strong desire for knowledge was his instinct, and he subconsciously asked:

"You know?"

"Of course I do!"

Tyrion gave a stiff smile, "But I won't share it with you, unless..."

"Unless what?"

Khadgar asked again, but this time the Death Knight did not answer the question directly, he turned around, pointed to the Deathwing in the sky, and said in a deep voice:

"That's the end of the chat, do you see the steel behind the dragon? That's why I'm looking for you! ”

"One of the stories you're telling is true, and that's that the Dragon's Soul literally tore Deathwing's body, so it had to use the strongest essentia metal to close its body so that it wouldn't continue to be torn apart, and essentia metal was extremely resistant to offensive magic... So Khadgar, I need you to pull that steel out! ”

The Death Knight looked back at the Archmage, and his hand waved:

"With the simplest of magic hands, pull out the steel one by one!"

"You asked me to attack Deathwing?"

Khadgar looked at Tyrion indifferently:

"What's the difference between that and sending them to death?"

The Death Knight shrugged his shoulders and said with a nonchalant expression:

"Of course you don't have to, and I don't have anything to lose, oh, by the way, did I tell you that the Skull of Gul'dan, the same thing that the orcs used to open the dark door 2 years ago, is now in the hands of Deathwing."

Looking at Khadgar's angry eyes about to eat people, Tyrion narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"That's right, you guessed it, I gave it myself..."

"Think about it, if Deathwing takes root in Draenor, it can still open the dark door at will, and when the Black Dragon Legion of this world rises, the Stormwind Kingdom, your alliance... will face an opponent a hundred times more dangerous than the orcs... Are you really ready to fight the dragons? ”

The Death Knight whispered:

"Or you can stand on my side right now and find a way to cripple Deathwing and get it out of my Draenor like an old dog with a broken backbone, this is not the place to let it go."

"You see, the choice has always been in your hands, archmage, no one will force you."