Chapter 82: Marganis
Quelsala didn't stay in Silvermoon City for too long to stay with his wife, and the next day set off to sail to the Dragonbone Wilderness with Sylvanas and Thrall, who had arrived in Silvermoon City. Their purpose was the port of the walrus, the port of Moyaki.
"Great Chief, the Northern Expedition has Garrosh in them, you don't have to go there yourself." Quelsala and Sal sat on the deck drinking and eating meat.
"Northern Expedition, I'm not worried. Not to mention Garrosh and DelaΓ±oche, as far as Varok is concerned, I am very relieved. Thrall took a glass of wine and said, "I'm here for something else." β
"Is the Great Chief willing to reveal a thing or two?!" Quelsala asked.
"It's fine. With your strength, help me with a consultation. Thrall said, "I recently discovered the chaos of the elemental plane in Azeroth when Orgrimmar was sensing the elements. I can clearly feel the elemental riot, especially the fire elemental, with a tendency to break through the barrier of the plane. β
"I followed the instructions of the elements, slowly probed, and I found that the direction of the elements was in the north." "And now the only thing that can cause an elemental rebellion is the upcoming decisive battle of the Northern Expedition." β
"So, are you going to go to Northrend to feel the elements and find the exact location?" Quelsala asked.
"Yes! I've been in contact with the shamanic organization in the Ring of Earth, and they're doing elemental probing at the same time. Sal said.
Looking at the confident Sal, Quelsala said in her heart: It really deserves the title of 'World Sa'.
"Quill, I intend to step down from the position of High Chief. How about the new chieftain handed over to you? Sal said with a glass of wine and a slightly red face.
"Don't, I don't dare to be!" Quelsala waved his hand in refusal, he didn't want to be cursed by the chief.
"I knew you would. Then you can recommend one to me! "It's better to have someone who can solve the existing conflicts of the tribe." β
"You mean after the Northern Expedition? Rest assured, there will be a new crisis soon after being punished. Hordes and alliances can't fight yet. Quelsara said.
"A new crisis? Can you tell me? Sal's eyes lit up.
"I don't know much. I can only guess an approximate one. Do you remember the Black Dragon Nesario, also known as Deathwing, who was defeated by the other dragons and Kadore in the Ancient War? Quelsara asked.
"Well, I've seen it in the literature. How? Does Quill think this new crisis is Deathwing's cause? Including elemental grumpy too?! Sal asked in surprise.
"Not bad. As far as I know, Deathwing did not die, but hid in the lava deep in the earth. There he made a pact with Ragnaros, the king of the fire elementals, and Ragnaros submitted to the obscenity of Deathwing. At this time, the Twilight Cult is making armor for him, and the day the armor is made, Deathwing will rise into the sky. Quelsala stood up and looked at the rough sea, and said, "You know what that means, right?" β
"The landslide and the ground cracked, and disaster struck!" Sal sat there in despair.
"Are you sure about these things? Even if you are a god-level strength, then how do you know? Sal immediately returned to normal, looking at Quelsala and asking his own question.
"Well, you wait a minute, I'll let you meet someone." Quel'sala's hands condensed into a rainbow of light and shot into the air. A huge pillar of light rose from the sky, and it was clearly visible thousands of miles away.
At the top of the Icecrown Fortress, the Lich King, who was concocting Bolvar, sensed a huge wave of energy, turned to look, and saw a beam of light rising into the sky.
"What a powerful energy! When these ants are dealt with, this energy will be mine! Arthas stuck the frost sword into the ground and continued to concoct the soul of Boval, who wanted to make the mighty hero his own puppet.
On the other side, on the coast south of the Forsaken's town of Resentment, a bald human is rowing a canoe. He also saw the pillar of light, and the movement of his hand quickened a little, and his destination was New Hearth Valley, where his prey had arrived.
The rest, Darnassus, Stormwind, and other places all saw this pillar of light, and their reactions were different.
These reactions on the continent are not known to Quelsala and Sal at this moment. They were looking at Ella, an elven woman sitting in front of them, drinking morning dew.
"Quill, what's the matter with me? I'm busy! I don't know what's going on, a lot of elements are rioting, it's really troublesome! Ella asked, sipping her wine.
"Don't worry, I'm just going to introduce you to someone who can solve your troubles." Quelsala pointed at Sal and said, "This is Sal, the great chief of the tribe. A powerful shaman, the presence of a demigod. β
Ella stared at Sal for a moment and said, "Well, it's not bad! β
'Not bad! This assessment left Sal dumbfounded. He asked Quelsala beside him, "Quill, who is this?" β
"Well, how can I tell you? I know you can't understand it, but she is indeed the embodiment of Azeroth. In other words, she is the Star Soul of Azeroth, the unformed Titan. Quelsala told Sal who Ella was.
Thrall looked at the extremely beautiful woman in front of him in dumbfounded, if it weren't for the trembling energy fluctuations, he wouldn't have been able to believe that this harmless beauty was actually the star soul of Azeroth.
"Little orc, don't be nervous. What Quill said is true, since you are a shaman and you are here for the elementals, then I will leave this matter to you. Ella stood up and looked at Sal and said, "Give you a direction." You can take a look at the maelstrom left behind by the explosion of the Well of Eternity, the center of the ocean. Well, there's a Quill hideaway there, just the right place to stay. Okay, that's it, I'll go first! Ella got up and walked up to Quelsala, reached out and stroked Quell's ear, and said, "Quill, next time there is no urgency, don't call me." I'm cultivating, and I want to come out to see you sooner rather than later! Then, he winked at Quelsala, and the figure disappeared in an instant.
"Well, Quill, do I still need to go to Northrend?" Sal asked.
"Of course, I still have something I want you to help with. When I'm done with this, I'll open you a portal to get you through. Quelsara said.
"What's the matter? And you can't figure it out?! Sal asked.
"No, I want to give you a gift. The soul of a Dreadlord is given to you as a minion. Quelsara said.
"Who?"
"Marganis!"
"Marganis?! The guy who tempted Arthas to pull up the sorrow of the frost? β
"Yes, it's him. Are you going to do it?! β
"I'll do it!"
(End of chapter)