Crassus, who is outwardly a High Elf, but whose true identity is actually a red dragon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info its real name is Clyostraz, and Crassus is the name he took on when he took on a human form.

As the youngest companion of Alexstrasza, the Queen of Life, Clyostraz is a rare magical genius among the Red Dragons. At a young age, he began to observe and study humanoid races and how they behaved up close. With her ability to shapeshift, Clyostraz often blends in with these races without even knowing it.

He soon realized that the best way to teach these races was to enter their society and direct their leadership over them, and that other red dragons did not have such a great perspective.

So, after obtaining the qualification of archmage, he quickly improved his strength and became one of the members of the "Council of Six" composed of the highest mages of Dalaran. It was during this period that he began training Ronin to fight Deathwing's schemes, and sent the stunned young mage to rescue his orc-coerced Red Dragon Queen, who of course would always be the greatest and only source of gravity and vitality in Clyostraz's life.

At the same time, Deathwing, for its part, lobbied among the leaders of the Alliance, trying to get them to assist their avatars, human nobles known as the noble Presto Lords, to ascend to the throne. Thankfully, Crassus, along with the other mages of Dalaran, saw through his ruse and arrived just in time, ultimately thwarting Deathwing's ambitions.

In the original timeline, after the cataclysm in Azeroth, the Twilight Cult planned to completely dismantle the Dragonmian Alliance. In order to prevent the infected dragon eggs from hatching into an army of colorful dragons, Crassus resolutely decided to blow himself up to destroy these evil beings. His sacrifice was a major contribution to Azeroth's delay in the twilight hour, and was the pride of the dragons and all of Azeroth.

When presented as a High Elf mage, Crassus was always determined and confident, his profound mana and high status in the Council of Kenrito undisputed.

He was widely praised and respected when he first arrived in Dalaran, but Crassus always maintained a calm and humble attitude. In most cases, he appears as a High Elf, and will not revert to his original form unless he meets his own kind or other very special circumstances.

The few people who knew him for what he really were were willing to keep it a secret for him.

As a last resort, Crassus will always maintain the form of a High Elf and deal with his opponents. He almost never reveals his powerful physical attacks in combat, and methodically casting spells or using other arcane abilities is his preferred way to fight. Once he needs to change back into his red dragon form, he will quickly fly into the air, using dragon breath attacks and spell-like skills to delay the pursuit of enemies and get himself out of danger as quickly as possible.

Of all the tactical knowledge and abilities of Crassus, his least experienced was probably the way he fought his own kind. After all, he had been traveling and living in the humanoid societies of the continent of Azeroth in his High Elf form for decades, and the opportunities to practice such combat were simply too few for him.

He had always had a good sense of humans, and during his days in Dalaran, he observed the other countries around him at the same time.

He noticed the destruction of Lordaeron, and he followed him all the way to Quel'Thalas. After Anastarian was taken away from the Sunwell Heights by Duten before Alsace contaminated the Sunwell, he had secretly infiltrated the Sunwells for a short period of time. Just like in the original book, he used part of the power of the Well of the Sun to create Anwena, a female spirit who contains the essence of the Well of the Sun.

The female elf was left behind by Crassus in Quel'Thalas, and it remains a mystery who knows her identity. Du Teng also seems to have forgotten this plot and did not recall the relevant content.

It can be said that Crassus watched the entire process of the undead invading Quel'Thalas, and in the same way, he saw Duten's actions.

Strange magic, great power, new engineering creations...... He became more and more curious about this prince of Gilneys, and if it weren't for Dalaran's need for his strength, he would even want to enter Gilneth in a different identity and get close to this dazzling young man.

But even so, it didn't prevent him from observing Du Teng from a distance.

Forming an alliance with the High Elves and the Brute Hammer Dwarves, Gilneth not only did not decline rapidly after more than ten years of closed kingdoms and experienced the war of undead invasion, but even quickly recovered his strength under a series of actions by Duten.

Stratholme, the pearl of the north, became his bag.

Anhador, the most important food producer in the Western Plague Lands, is now also home to Gilneys' soldiers, and it can be said that nearly half of Lordaeron's most important legacy has been eaten by Gilneth. If nothing else, the ruins of Lordaeron's royal city will eventually fall into Gilneth's pocket.

Merely......

Crassus, sword in hand, looked up and forgot to glance to the northwest, on the other side of Lake Lordanmere, where Lordaeron once was.

Now, there is a near-frozen aura of death in the air, and the undead have returned.

Arthas, the Death Knight, after destroying his kingdom, returned with his former people and reoccupied the royal city, not knowing what to do next...... Is it to reclaim Lordaeron's original land?

They don't seem to need food.

Crassus couldn't figure out what Arthas was planning for the time being, so he decided to turn his attention back to Duten.

However, when he saw Du Teng's thoughtful expression, he suddenly became interested again.

The faint singing voice in the light seemed to tell something, but he couldn't understand it. It's hard to imagine that, as a member of the oldest race, there is a language that Crassus does not understand.

But the young man on the other side seemed to understand, and Crassus's eyes rolled, and a smile appeared on his face.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the sword over.

Du Teng caught it with his hand, and the pillar of holy light that reached the sky slowly dissipated, Du Teng looked up at Crassus, but saw the smile on the other party's face.

"Young man, if I have the chance, I would like to talk to you alone."

Crassus!

Of course, Du Teng knew his identity, and he also knew that he would not hurt himself, and he knew that even if the other party wanted to hurt himself, he would not be able to do it at all.

So he nodded.

"As you wish." (To be continued.) )