"We can no longer compose the Dragon's Soul according to it, Nesario has become the Deathwing, and we have no earth to protect us."

Hearing this, Ysera and Alexstasa were silent, almost unbearable, but no one could figure out what to say, because it was the truth. It's just that this fact is painful, but it can't be denied. They couldn't even try to set up a new guardian dragon, because Deathwing was still alive, and the originally powerful black dragons had all fallen, and all that was left was just some black dragons of ordinary strength.

"So, I brought him here." Nozdorm looked at Sal with a calm expression.

"I know a lot of things." Sal said truthfully. "I've been working with Elements for many years. And I've learned a lot along the way, and if I talk about the power of the earth, I think I'm up to it. Sal looked at Nozdorm. You know it's true. ”

The Dragon of Time nodded slowly. "You are indeed the strongest user of the Earth's Power right now." "Let's try this kind of thing, and it's not a big deal." ”

"But how can you help us, Sal?" Alexstrasza asked. "You can't stand with us."

"No, I'm against it." Malygos still disagreed: "You have to understand how dangerous it is for us to hand over the core of our power, and don't forget that back then, Deathwing used our power to defeat us. ”

In the Battle of the Ancients, Nesario's sudden betrayal caused heavy losses to the combined forces of the dragons and the night elves, the blue dragons were almost wiped out, the red dragons were enslaved later, and even Alexstrasa became a fertility tool for the black dragons.

Rather than believing in anything else, Malygos thought it would be better to believe in Patrick, at least the High Elves hadn't cheated the Blue Dragon, had they?

"So, we no longer inject power into an item and leave it in the custody of one person." Nozdorm came completely prepared: "We, together with this orc, have combined the five powers to once again unleash the power of the dragon's soul to kill those who threaten Azeroth at all times. I will create a magic circle similar to the dragon's soul, only need to transfer our power to one side, it can be activated, and even if there is a problem halfway, only the person can directly recover his dragon king's essence, and the dragon's soul will stop immediately, and there is no need to worry about our power being used by the betrayer again. ”

"I'll say it again~ again, this is crucial for the future of Azeroth." Nozdorm said. "I tell you from all sincerity that there is no hope, no ...... beyond that If we fight alone, we will all fall, and this will be the end of the dragons and Azeroth. I...... Saw this ending. ”

Ysera, too, had met her in her dreams, and she had told Alexstasa about the situation, and this war was likely to bring down all the guardian dragons.

Nozdorm's voice was heavy and melancholy, sending chills down Sal's spine.

Strangely, Thrall couldn't describe the feeling, and Azeroth was destroyed, and the tribe would cease to exist.

But Sal knew, and didn't even need to know how he knew, and now he was able to keep his peace of mind and do what he needed to do.

Thrall's closer connection to Azeroth made the process of communicating with the elements easier and even more enjoyable.

The earth bears life; It nourishes everything that lives on the land of Azeroth, and Thrall believes that he will be able to gain the help of the earth to control and use it as he fights with the four guardian dragons.

The earth is vast; Virtue; Sal humbly accepted this, knowing that on the other hand, he would be able to succeed with the Elementals.

"Let me try, at least, once," Sal said.

"There's no time left." Looking at Nefarian as he got closer, "If you can't clear it now, Deathwing, Cromatus, and the Twilight cultists." Soon, we will face an even worse situation, being sandwiched by the Colorful Dragon, the Black Dragon, and the Twilight Hammer. ”

Patrick and Deathwing are in the air against each other, and judging from the current situation, the two will not be separated for the time being.

The alliance faced Father Benedictas of Twilight, and aside from Benedictas in the shadow form, coupled with the large-scale divine infusion used by Velon, the holy light energy in the sky filled the audience, and the entire alliance army was blown up to death by Benedictas's holy light.

The tribe's army is slightly better, but in front of the army is the colorful dragon Klomatus, although it is contained by Illidan, but it is freed up by Klomatus and is a breath of dragon breath against the tribal army. Moreover, the other colorful dragon knights and black dragons around are not vegetarians, and although the tribe's army has a big advantage when it starts the war, it is still not allowed to advance an inch.

"That's right." Ysera immediately affirmed. "It's imminent now."

Looking at the Black Dragon Legion that came to support from afar, and the inextricable Azeroth coalition army, Malygos thought for a moment. "I believe it's feasible and we can give it a try."

Alexstrasa: "If you see the future, then I'd love to give it a try. But please...... We don't have a lot of time! ”

"It's an old, formal ceremony." Saldo, he began to prepare to gather the forces of the earth. "I'll do it as fast as I can, can you four take on a humanoid form?"

The dragonlords were quick to respond, and Thrall looked at the faces of the High Elves, Half-Elves, and Night Elves.

Thrall had seen the human forms of the three dragon kings, but he had never seen Nozdorm, and his appearance was very different.

Everyone else chose to be beautiful and elegant, some chose to keep the horns, and some didn't. But that's not the case with the Dragon of Time. Although he was slender and muscular, and his physique and demeanor were unique to elves, the sands of time fell from him.

His clothes were unpretentious white linen, and he chose to keep his golden dragon horns and jewel-bright eyes, but his face was that of an owl, wise and calm.

"I've been involved in similar circles." Thrall began to speak, just as other shamans had linked their powers to Agna. Thrall freed himself from Nozdorm's appearance and turned his attention to the next shamanic ritual: "But there has never been such a powerful participant. ”

"We trust you." The Oath Bound of Life said, and she smiled.

Out of love of life, Thrall found himself deeply moved, and he remembered the exact same way Agna and the elementals had communicated.