Kael'thas didn't grow up as a dragon in the Barrens. ,!

The silver dragon's perception of dragons is incredible, so there is only one conclusion, and the dragon is gone.

He flew back regretfully, but suddenly remembered that the eagle had entered.

[Maybe those guys have already found out.] 】

So, he flew to Firas and contacted the Eagle Queen Adana.

Adanna was excited to see him appear, and they did spot the shadow of a dragon, but unfortunately they were still locking on to the exact location.

After a moment of thought, Kael'thas walked into the ancient city of Eresaras, where he handed Thrall's piece of cloth to an upper spirit to send through the portal to Draenor.

Making sure the upper spirit left, Kael'thas asked Adanna again for the dragon's approximate location.

The answer given by Adanna is a bleak place.

Kael'thas set foot on this wild land, a remote and desolate land of dry and gray sè, dotted with filthy pools of water.

Above the earth are running half-horse legions, which have been fighting for nearly 10,000 years, and can even be the most civil strife race in the world.

As he got deeper and deeper, Kael'thas soon felt the breath of a dragon.

It's a red dragon.

He flew over without hesitation, and then spotted the red dragon on a mountain peak.

The female Xing's adult red dragon, the power of legend - a very suitable tool.

Kael'thas fell to the ground, his body shuttling out of the illusion of magical nothingness.

"Who are you!"

The red dragon suddenly saw the sudden appearance of a silver dragon, and naturally took a few steps back in shock.

She hadn't heard of a silver dragon appearing in this world.

"Silver Dragon, I don't have a name."

Kael'thas smiled—but even he didn't know what the dragon looked like when he smiled.

The red dragon took a few steps back again, giving Kael'thas a bit of a blow.

He put away his smile and said in a deep voice:

"Tell me your name, Red Dragon."

This sentence seemed like endless charm, and like a supreme command, the red dragon was terrified in his heart, but he couldn't help but speak.

"Christasa, my name."

The name of the female xing red dragon must be followed by 'Tasa', just as the female xing blue dragon name is followed by 'Gosa', too, this red dragon can also be called Chris.

Chriss, Chrisskay'thas felt the name very affectionate.

Because in the previous life, there were many foreign names called Chriss, such as 'Kael'thas', 'Sylvanas', 'Solan Lian' or something, but in fact, it is rare in reality.

But intimacy doesn't stop Kael'thas from looking at Christasa with a strange gaze.

Isn't she the poor red dragon who was captured by the Blue Dragon King as his mate?

While the Temple of Dragon's Sleep was preparing to fight against the Blue Dragon King, Christassa brought in and killed one of the Blue Dragon King's consorts. One can imagine what a blow this was to the sparsely recruited Blue Dragon Legion, and the Blue Dragon King, who had always been hungry, was furious, and then captured Christasa as his new spouse.

As a result, the red dragon was frozen in ice, went completely insane, and died at the hands of the Dragon Sleeping Army.

"You're unlucky."

Kael'thas couldn't help but sympathize with Christasa, who would have been unlucky to touch him now that history would have changed the red dragon.

"What do you mean?"

Christasa looked up in confusion, the suppression of her blood made her very afraid of Kael'thas, and she didn't even dare to run away easily.

"You want to know?"

Kael'thas folded his wings and took two steps forward, the ground trembling slightly.

He overwhelmed Christasa and stopped his advance at the moment when the other party was about to escape.

"Look me in the eye."

The silver dragon's eyes lit up like waves, and then drew Christasa's soul in.

The old trick is to create a separate illusion.

Kael'thas made a slight change to her original future, and then put Christassa inside.

When she comes out, she may be angry at all the guardian dragons who have betrayed her, and will surrender to the feet of Kael'thas.

Of course

That's impossible.

In any case, Christasa is an adult red dragon, and counting the silver dragon is enough for her to understand that it is really happening, and she will not easily betray the red dragon queen.

Kael'thas has another way.

He stretched out his dragon claws, then punctured his skin to get blood out and let them drip to the ground.

At the sound of his chanting, a circle appeared on the ground and enveloped Christasa's body.

If Onexia had been there, he would have cried out in fear—because this circle was the same thing that Deathwing had used.

When Kael'thas was treating the Black Dragon Princess that night, he unknowingly learned this technique using a curse, but he didn't do anything.

In fact, he is hiding more things.

The silver dragon's blood glowed with silver and began to cover the red dragon's body—the red dragon that was silent in the illusion had no power to resist.

And that's not all

The flow of blood affects Christasa in the vision, and even the joys and sorrows that truly immerse her soul in the story, experiencing the despair of being humiliated, the fear of being frozen, and the hatred of being killed by the Dragonsleep coalition.

Flawless slave.

Dozens of minutes later, when Christassa returned to her body, she had transformed into another dragon.

"At the service of your will, Your Majesty."

She lowered her proud head.

Kael'thas looked at the madness, the chaos, and the sinking in her eyes.

It made him tremble a little in the bottom of his heart.

Sure enough, he still made such an action, without any consideration for the other party's feelings.

Perhaps, this action began a long time ago

"Follow me."

Kael'thas took Christassa on his return journey, taking her all the way to the ancient city of Eresaras, giving her detailed orders and allowing her to pass through the portal.

Like an empty slave of wisdom, Christasa began her mission without complaint.

But this task will not do her the slightest favor.

Blade Mountain and the Void Dragon of Void Storm, as long as Deathwing can't help but walk there twice, the final result of Christasa is death.

That's a 1 in 2 probability.

There is no third way to go until you are found, or if you die.

Because Deathwing, unlike Malygos, normal dragons cannot withstand the lava inside him, so Christassa will not have a chance of surviving in his hands.

After sending the red dragon away, Kael'thas was thinking about how to place the silver dragon.

The best place to do this is, of course, the ancient city of Eresaras, but Kael'thas fears that Mavi will cause an accident.

So he was still a mountain range, and slept in a cave without a trace.

The mind turns back to the Zangar swamp.

Just as he was about to take over Avena's body, Kael'thas discovered something interesting.

A note was placed on a stool, and Avena remained crouched to the side in a daze.

After Kael'thas got his attention, he looked at the words on the note.

"Father, don't let me sleep anymore!"

This made Kael'thas almost burst out laughing.

Obviously, Avena was complaining that he was snatching the right to the body at will.

Kael'thas once again took control of Jing Ling's body.

"That's okay, right?"

He loosened the restrictions on his soul and allowed Avena to share his vision.

"Oaa

"I love you the most!!"

Avena cheered in his ear.

Actually, this was not a big deal at first, but Kael'thas was afraid of Anvina's noise.

Since Jing Ling is unhappy, it doesn't matter if she is noisy.

Kael'thas stood up, reached for the note, and burned it to ashes with flames.

"Your Highness."

Aurelia and her subordinates are on standby in the ruins of the Twin Towers.

"Something will come over in a little while, and get ready to go to Nagrand."

Kael'thas estimated that Sal's cloth would be delivered soon, so he gave them an order.

Aurelia retreated in confusion, and Kael'thas called out to Illidan.

"You go to Blade Mountain and Void Storm"

He whispered a new assignment for Illidan and drove him away.

In addition to secretly cooperating with Christasa, Illidan had a few other things to do.

Twilight began to fall, and piles of crimson clouds loomed low on the tops of the giant mushrooms.

The spirits gathered their ranks, and Kael'thas stood atop the ruins of the Twin Towers waiting for the cloth to come.

He looked at the edge on the other side of the void, catching the shadows of a flock of dragon eagles in the ethereal afterglow.

[It's coming.] 】

Just as he was thinking this, the delicate body shuttling through the slanting sun seized his gaze.

The sorcerer, dressed in crimson robes and with long flowing hair, descended from the daze on a dragon eagle.

"Your Highness."

Her voice came like a finch returning to its nest.

"It's so beautiful"

Anvina's envious voice rang in Kael'thas ears, and it also brought him to his senses.

"What are you coming for?"

He frowned, he didn't give the order.

"I took the cloth and learned about it by the way."

Solanlian was pretty in front of him, caressing the folded clothes with one hand and picking up the pieces of cloth with the other.

That's Saar's piece of cloth.

"Your Highness wants to communicate with the beast, and I think this kind of work should be done by me."

The sorcerer raised his eyebrows slightly confidently:

"Diplomacy has always been my job, hasn't it?"

She looked like she had completely recovered from her frustration.

Kael'thas took her hand and carefully examined her condition.

"Okay."

He agreed.

Solanlian was right, she was the best object when it came to eloquence and technique.

And the fact that the Astral Sorcerer can do this is also in line with Kael'thas's expectations

This kind of important work should have been entrusted to the supreme commander of the Jingling Expeditionary Force, 'Solan Lian', in order to show sincerity.

Kael'thas had better not show his face.

"Vasqi, you stay and guard here."

After leaving the Naga leader behind to defend, Kael'thas waited for the group and set off towards Nagrand.

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