Dragons, soaring through the sky, spitting fire or ice from their mouths, are incomparably powerful.

There are five guardian dragons in the world, and there are other scattered dragon species beyond them - however, none of them have silver skin.

The silver dragon was supposed to be a creature that didn't exist

But now it literally hovers in the air, shining silver light with nobility and grace

The elves guarding the Well of the Sun looked up at the dragon, which was hundreds of meters wide, with shock and horror.

"No one can say anything about tonight's anomaly."

Kael'thas's voice rang in their ears, waking the elves along.

"Yes!"

They answered, and immediately noticed that the dragon in the sky had faded away like a phantrum, and the golden barrier that enveloped the entire island had disappeared without a trace.

The sound of the tides of the ocean is back in the air.

Everything is back to normal - except for the Well of the Sun inside the palace.

The well water of this source of energy has shrunk by three floors, and the hall seems much empty.

The elven prince floating in the air was surrounded by a magical barrier, his face pale, and the golden tracks that stretched from the ground continued to transmit arcane essence for him, re-nourishing his body.

The pain of division may not be fully recovered for several months.

However, Kael'thas did not regret it, as he gained a new body and strength

Standing on the ground was a human boy with silver hair and silver eyes and a mysterious atmosphere - he was Kael'thas.

Dragon's Body.

The power absorbed from the Dragon's Soul a few years ago remained within his body, activated through the Dragonlord's Blade Fragment.

His current body was impregnated with the five powers of earth, time, dreams, magic, and life. Composed of flawless dragon power - though it uses the Sunwell's massive energy split, it is not like it.

Kael'thas extracted dragon genes from the Well of the Sun and split them with the life force of the red dragon. It took a lot of effort to complete this body that could use the power of protection, the Silver Dragon.

However, it is not a doppelganger, but a real body.

The Silver Dragon and the Elven Prince are one, and there is no distance limit between them, no matter how far apart they are, they are actually just two sides of a mirror.

Kael'thas's soul resides in a mirror—a silver dragon and an elven prince, like the left and right eyes.

It looks like a hassle, but it's actually very simple.

In other words, when Draenor's doppelganger acts, neither the Silver Dragon nor the True Body can act. And when Draenor's doppelganger doesn't move. Kael'thas is free to use the Silver Dragon to walk around the world0.

The only problem is that the Silver Dragon will cause real injuries.

There is no solution to this matter for the time being.

Kael'thas couldn't resist the urge to leave for Lordaeron to meet Sylvanas.

He picked up the wrath of the stars, leapt into the air and flew south into a silver dragon—the dragon was his body, and humans and everything else were just phantoms of change.

In order to avoid detection, Kael'thas hides himself during the flight, which is an instinct formed by the fusion of blood.

In addition to concealment. He also has something in his hands that he doesn't even know about.

For example, probing.

The moment he flew out of Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas felt a movement in his blood.

Guarding the breath of the dragon clan, he didn't even have to think about it to know that it was a red dragon, and then a strange feeling rose.

"Prey"

It's like a cat's natural urge to catch mice, and even Kael'thas himself is startled.

A tyrannical thought roamed in his mind, longing to find the red dragon. And devour it - thirsty to devour the power of the red dragon, to be precise.

Devouring the power of the guardian dragon to allow itself to grow is also the instinct of the silver dragon.

But not at the moment.

The red dragon near Lordaeron is only Crassus with Varian. The strength of that red dragon mage is quite strong, in fact, Crassus should be the strongest person under the red dragon queen. Kael'thas couldn't beat him.

The five powers of the Silver Dragon come from the Dragon's Soul and the Dragonlord's Blade, making it like a baby compared to other guardian dragons.

Before the power matures. Kael'thas didn't dare to act rashly against the dragon powerhouse.

The most important thing for him now is to use this power to help Sylvanas.

"Oops!"

Not long after flying, suddenly a strange figure hit Kael'thas body, screaming and falling out of the void with a dwarf.

Bronze Dragon.

The silver dragon reflexively opened its huge mouth and pounced, but Kael'thas stopped it in time in a cold sweat.

He kept himself in secrecy and flew a little farther away.

"It hurts, what was that?"

The gnome floated in the air, holding his head and looking around—rightfully nothing.

It's a female dwarf - just appearances.

The Silver Dragon's bloodline tells Kael'thas that it is an adult bronze dragon that can planeswalk, and he himself finds the identity of a dwarf from memory.

Chromie, whose real name is Crodom, is a member of the Bronze Dragon Legion, usually appearing as a female gnome in priest attire, and the bronze dragon who has the most tacit understanding with mortals.

In the course of this history, Chromie appeared to mortals most often, often asking mortals to help her with something.

Why is she here?

Kael'thas frowned quietly, glad he hadn't swallowed her directly.

Chromie's power has never really been revealed, so no one knows her power, but her status in the Bronze Dragon Legion is high, and it is possible that she is related to Nozdorm.

"How is it possible, there was something just now!"

The dwarf waved his hand to search in the air, and turned around several times with a puzzled face.

Kael'thas certainly couldn't have been found by her.

"Is it a space barrier?"

Chromie gave up the search to himself, turned and flew down.

What does it go for?

Kael'thas cautiously watched Chromie's direction. It was discovered that she was flying towards Stratholme.

Could it be that the Bronze Dragon Legion is also involved in the actions of the Alliance?

Uneasy, he immediately began searching for Sylvanas' address.

This queen of the dead is also heading towards Stratholme. And soon to get in.

Just kidding, if Sylvanas had gone to the human kings and encountered two dragons, he would have died.

"Sylvanas, stop moving!"

He had to use Quel'Thalas's body to halt the Undead Queen's progress through feathers.

"Stratholme is dangerous, get out of here and go to Talon County."

Kael'thas began to chart a new path.

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Chromie infiltrates the terrifying undead city of Stratholme.

She used her great power to hide her aura and came to the square, and the battle between the Dreadlord and the Human King had begun.

Several kings attacked in a one-sided manner, their weapons breaking the skulls of skeletons and chopping the heads of stitchers. Fight your way through the scourge and rush to the Dreadlord.

"Haha, idiots. Do you really think I wasn't aware of the movement on the road? ”

The Dreadlord - Varimatas walked behind the undead army with ease, condensed black energy balls in both hands and threw them over, causing huge explosions next to the kings, and casting corrosive swarms from time to time.

Even if Varian and his men narrowly avoided it, a large number of undead surrounded them and consumed their physical strength, and there was always a moment when they would be hit by Varimassas.

"Damn. This guy is cunning enough! ”

Lord Furstad foamed at the mouth, his sweaty hands clenching his axe.

As soon as they arrived in Stratholme, Varimatas was waiting for them in the square, and it looked like the information had leaked out.

"If we knew they were so fast, we shouldn't have killed the undead in the road."

Magni also regretted the choice he made on the road.

They rushed all the way over, but no one expected that the information of the undead would spread so quickly.

If only it were human. It is simply not possible to achieve such rapid intelligence without a well-established system.

Unless it's magic.

The kings underestimated the strength of the Dreadlord's men.

"It's too late to regret it now, we still have a chance!"

Varian took his sword and turned to smash the skeletons behind him, staring intently at Varimassas.

"Demon, die!"

He slammed into the ground, and the floor boomed. In an instant, countless spikes were formed, lifting the undead into the sky.

"Varian, good job!"

The kings took the opportunity to rush forward. Speed up and attack Varimassas.

Led by Varian, they formed a sharp cone to break through the defenses of the undead and went directly to Varimasas.

The sword and the tomahawk slashed at the same time.

"It's not that easy!"

Varimassas's face changed, but he spread his wings and jumped, flying into the air in time to dodge.

"Why do you think I'm fighting in the square?"

In addition to being suitable for gathering the undead, he can also fly freely into the air to dodge.

These flightless human kings are unlikely to catch him in any case.

Varimassas burst out laughing.

However, a distinctive aura suddenly appeared behind him, causing the smile to stop suddenly.

"The sky is our territory."

When Varimathas turned around, he saw a pair of sneering red dragon eyes.

Then a ferocious flame erupted on his body, causing Varimathas to fall to the ground with a scream of pain.

"Die!"

The next moment, several long swords flashed into his body.

Varemasas, killed in battle.

It's weird

[Where?] 】

Secretly observing, Chromie turned around and found an undead who had quietly left.

She knew that at the moment of physical death, Varimassas had transferred her soul to the other undead.

The Dreaddemon King clan has a lot of life-saving skills, and the consequence of not setting an enchantment is to let the tiger return to the mountain.

Chromie quietly followed the undead, wanting to know something.

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