Illidan had seen many winged creatures—horned eagles, bats, all sorts of birds, bipedal wyverns, chimera...... But either one would have made such a loud roar when flying - listening to the loud sound of tearing through the air, Illidan couldn't help but think of a legendary creature.

Malfurion heard the strange voice almost at the same time as his brother—he looked up at his own top—and Malfurion found that he saw nothing but the lush woods.

"Did you hear anything, Illidan ......?"

Malfurion was stunned for a moment, then asked his brother with some uncertainty.

"Yes, it seems that some huge creature is flying above us...... That should be ......"

Illidan nodded, and was about to say his guess, but before he could finish speaking, there was a faint sound of hitting the trees, and he looked up to see a large blue figure falling from the sky.

Countless trees were directly crushed to the ground by this huge blue figure, and the sound of tree trunks breaking was heard for a while; The birds that had been perched in the trees flew away in a hurry, and hares, mice, and unknown swarms of insects fled from the roots of the fallen trees in a hurry, ran in all directions, and disappeared into the surrounding bushes.

"Blue ...... Dragon? ”

Illidan jerked to his feet from the base of the large tree he was on, and he couldn't believe what he saw—it was a dragon all in pure blue.

The streamlined body is huge, but it is elegant. Abrupt, white dragon horns and white beard, pale blue scales, and a long, tough tail. Mountains-like body and limbs...... Illidan had never seen a dragon before, and the overwhelming sheer size of the other party was putting a lot of pressure on him.

Malfurion, too—beside Cenarius, the king of the forest, the young druids had seen many gigantic beasts and treemen, but nothing could compare to the blue dragon in front of him—the mere mere standing on top of the trees crushed by its body had almost filled the entire forest clearing.

There was no connection between the Night Elf's kingdom and the dragons - at least not on a level known to Malfurion - but he had to consider that he was now in a period of escape, and the young druid was secretly wary of the blue dragon that was swinging its head and looking around.

Malfurion didn't want to provoke the blue dragon - maybe they were just passing through the woods - but if the blue dragon attacked Malfurion...... There really wasn't any certainty that the young druids would survive.

……

Tyrande didn't hear the blue dragon flying for the first time - she was chatting with Frost Grief - until the three Nightblade Leopards, including Eskadar, roared wildly. As he struggled desperately to break the reins that held them to pieces, Tyrande noticed something else appear in a clearing in the forest.

"Ahh Frost Lady! What is that! ”

Tyrande screamed and stood up, not caring for a moment that Mr. Arthas was still sleeping—His Highness Elune was on top...... It looks like a blue dragon! It's scary...... A dragon of this size. You can swallow ten Nightblade leopards like Eskadar in one bite! Why is such a terrible beast here?

A series of questions brewed in Tyrande's mind, and she took out her hunting bow and held it tightly in her hand, not knowing whether to raise it and aim - was the blue dragon an enemy? If not...... will not annoy it by their own actions. What about causing trouble for everyone?

Tyrande, who is in a mess in his heart. Only now did he notice that Frostmourn beside him had not stood up as much as she had done - Frost was still sitting at the root of the tree as before, gently pulling Mr. Arthas's body and letting him lie on her lap to sleep - Tyrande moved her gaze to Frost Lady's face, where she did not see the same panic as herself, but only a little ...... Astonished?

"Sindagoza?"

Tyrande said to himself as he heard Lady Frost speak in a puzzled tone.

……

"Sindagoza? Ms. Frost. Is this a mantra? ”

Even though the form seemed a little dangerous, Tyrande couldn't help but be curious. He asked.

"What a spell, that's the name of this guy."

Frostmourn looked at the blue dragon and answered Tyrande's question with some impatience.

Sindagosa - a name familiar to both Frostmourn and Arthas - was one of the creatures to be resurrected by Arthas's desire to resurrect humans who had died as a result of his own disorientation.

As one of the blue dragons that has existed since ancient times, Sindagossa was once the consort of the blue guardian dragon Malygos, but in an accident, the noble and beautiful blue dragon died and its body fell into the Dragon's Sleep Wilderness.

Arthas found a spell to resurrect the dead dragon - Sindagossa became his first test - but such experiments were unsuccessful, at least as Arthas seemed to them, as the resurrected blue dragon became the Frost Dragon.

The resurrected Sindagossa still has memories of the time before and after her death, and she is still able to control some of the arcane power through the talent of the blue dragon - but her former beautiful and graceful body is long gone, and only the massive skeleton holds up her remnants.

Arthas resurrected some of the Frost Dragons to defend his fortress, and Sindagossa was the most powerful of them - sometimes Arthas would fly around the skies of Northrend on Sindagosa with Frost Grief, but more often than not, Sindagosa would crawl under the Frozen Throne, lazily hanging there like a pet dog.

In the original flow of time, as the Silver Crusade captured the Icecrown Fortress, Sindagosa, the last guardian of the Frozen Throne, Frost Grief, who was only a magic sword at the time, clearly felt Sindagosa's grief before death...... It's just that Little Demon Sword didn't expect that 10,000 years ago, she saw this nasty guy again. (To be continued.) )