Varian didn't respond to the messages, the thoughts that were clearly commands from the mysterious voice long ago, an echo and an echo within a thought.

He walked straight to Bollyus' corpse, aimed it at Bollyus' forehead, and plunged the blade of his sword into it.

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "Resurrect, Lord of the White Dragons, resurrect Polelius, in the name of the sorrow of frost, I call your soul back from the other side of the dead, resurrection!" ”

A blue fire of the underworld quickly ignited in Bolerius's eyes, and the flames spread rapidly, filling the dried blood veins and connecting the shattered shells.

Bang! The white dragon's claws slowly lifted, leaving a huge rift less than a few meters away in front of Varian, but Varian didn't care, and focused on injecting the power of death into Bolerius's body.

Bolerius looked up slowly, it seemed to be a little sluggish, and a little dazed, and the eyes burning with the blue spirit fire no longer had the charm they had before, but Varian knew very well that it was because of the relationship between its soul and its soul, part of which was attached to the dragon's heart, part of it was to the underworld, and part of it was sucked into it by the sorrow of frost, controlling the huge and magnificent body in front of him.

The so-called undead are like this.

However, after all, it is an ancient dragon, and even if it only retains a part of its remnant soul, it is still a powerful individual after its resurrection.

Soon, new names and health bars appeared on top of the dragon's head.

'Blightcaster' Bolerius (Frost Dragon), a first-tier boss in the world, has 284,000 HP.

Varian nodded, although he could feel that the dragon's strength had dropped a lot after being resurrected, it still looked very powerful, at least his next plan was enough to carry it out.

At this moment, another piece of information came to mind.

Mysterious voice: "Varian, is that you?" You damn human, you haven't answered my call for so long, are you trying to betray your master? ”

This time, the voice was unusually clear, and Varian immediately understood that it seemed that the other party had finally found himself online.

Although Frostmourn is a powerful artifact, it is obviously not a complete artifact, but is under the control of a higher level, and that mysterious voice is the true owner of the death artifact.

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "Oh, my esteemed master, how can you say that about me, but I have always been at your service, and I have been at your command, and I have gathered a large army of necromancy for you, isn't that what you commanded?" ”

Mysterious voice: "But why not bring Frost Grief with you, you know it will make me very upset, and when I'm upset......"

A sharp stinging pain suddenly came out of Varian's brain, as if piercing the soul, Varian gritted his teeth, fortunately, because of the full preparation, the damage was not very great, and the most important thing was that his will was not affected too much.

Still, Varian looked like he had been battered.

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "Ah, great master, stop, stop! ”

Mysterious voice: "Hmph, now you know that it's awesome, human, you know what will happen to you if you reject me, right?" It's just a small punishment, and if you dare to betray me, then you will understand what kind of torture you will endure. ”

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "Oh, my great master, I will never betray you. ”

Mysterious voice: "What did you do just now, I felt a huge mana disturbance, and you consumed a lot of death power. ”

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "I've created a new minion for you. As Varian spoke, Polylius flapped his wings and flew towards the outside of the cavern.

Mysterious voice: "Let me see—damn it, a dragon, you've resurrected a dragon, I said don't mess with the reptiles in the Temple of Dragon's Sleep during this time, the time hasn't come yet!" ”

Among the many forces entrenched in the Dragonbone Wilderness, the Temple of Dragon's Sleep is undoubtedly the most powerful of them.

After the death of the last ancient dragon, Galakron, its corpse fell from the sky, and the power contained in the corpse produced a huge impact of energy, leveling hundreds of kilometers of the surrounding area, resulting in a map called the Dragonbone Wilds.

In order to ensure that this monster that destroyed the world will not be resurrected, the five guardian dragons teamed up to build a dragon fortress called the Temple of Dragon Sleep, and each arranged for an ancient dragon to guard here, for tens of thousands of years, the five ancient dragons have always stayed here, even after the betrayal of the Black Dragon Legion in the Ancient War, the Dragon Sleep Alliance has not collapsed, and has always adhered to its mission, monitoring the corpse of Galakron.

This force is a special force under the command of the Dragon Covenant, and even in the most critical moment of the dragon clan, it has never been transferred.

Although the mysterious voice behind Frost Grief was powerful, it obviously didn't dare to easily attract the attention of the Dragon Sleep Alliance.

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "Don't worry, master, I have always kept your teachings in mind and never provoked those dragons, I resurrected a white dragon that does not belong to the sphere of influence of the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep. ”

Mysterious voice: "Very well, don't lift the frost sorrow next, you must obey me." ”

Varian (Stormwind Prince): "Oh, of course, I can't bear this Excalibur. Varian said, and at this moment, Bollelius was soaring through the icy sky of the Dragonbone Wilderness, with an unobstructed view of the surrounding mountains, forests, and wilderness.

In the distance, the outline of the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep could be faintly seen, so far away, the grand temple looked very small, like a small tower.

But he knew that the temple was incomparably magnificent, and that there were thousands of dragons living in it, and that no force in Northrend would dare to provoke it easily, but now, he was going to provoke it.

Looking at the huge building that was getting closer and closer in the distance, Varian smiled slightly.

Varian (Prince of the Storm): "Alright master, I still have something to do, so I won't contact you yet." ”

Mysterious voice: "Hey, wait a minute......"

Varian had already collected Frostmourn back into his backpack.

At this moment, in the distant sky, a young red dragon was desperately flying towards the Dragon Sleep Temple.

But it was the one that was frozen in the Frost Dragon's Lair before, and was ready to report back to the Dragon Sleep Temple as soon as the freeze was lifted.

Varian was not in a hurry to make a move, but followed from a distance, slowly closing the distance.

As if sensing a threat, the young red dragon turned to look at the sky behind him, and when he saw the figure of Polelius, he waved his wings in fright.

But how did the young red dragon fly past the primeval dragon, and it was caught up in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that it was not too far from the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, Varian no longer waited.

"Kill it!"

At the sound of an order, Polelius opened his mouth, and the dark blue frost flame gushed out, this frost breath not only had the frost power that Polelius had mastered during his lifetime, but also contained the magic of death from the underworld.

Where the blue fire passed, the red dragon had no ability to resist, and let out a terrible dragon throat, which spread far away in the night sky, and then fell down with a miserable scream.

Varian also landed Polelius.

When he landed beside the red dragon, it was already dead.

Although the corpse had cooled, the flesh was unharmed, except for a layer of ice crystals attached to it, and the hollow eye sockets were lifeless.

Very good, very good.

Varian nodded.

The power of Polylius' dragon breath has basically not decreased, but it has lost the ability of dragon magic.

Having determined the results and leaving enough traces, Varian did not linger any longer, allowing Bolerius to take to the air again and fly off into the distance.

Varian's choice to leave was obviously a wise time, and only a few minutes later, several dragons appeared in the sky.

A red dragon and a blue dragon, both full-grown dragons, descended together, taking the form of a red-haired elf and a blue-haired human.

Seeing the corpse of the young red dragon, both dragons were taken aback.

Earnstaz (Red Dragon Sky Surveyor): "This is—Frost Dragon's Breath?" Damn, did it Polylius, this guy is getting more and more arrogant. ”

Kaogos (Blue Dragon Weaver): "No, something isn't quite right, I can feel the power of death in it!" The disturbance of the magic is still obvious, and it shouldn't be long before the other party leaves. ”

Magic Sense!

Some blue points of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a flight trajectory formed by blue points of light flew towards the mountains in the north.

Kaogos (Blue Dragon Weaver): "It's the shadow that hovers in the northern mountains, and it is unforgivable that dares to attack the dragons!" I'll chase after it and see where it's going to flee, and you'll go back and report to the ambassadors at once. ”

The red dragon nodded, and the two dragons soared into the air at the same time, one to the north and the other to the west.

At the same time, Varian was piloting Polerius in the direction of the Frozen Throne.

He didn't know the location of the Frozen Throne, but thanks to the adventurers, the mysterious voice hidden in the mountains was finally found in a frozen peak

The blue dragon followed the traces left by the strange dragon clan, and kept speeding up, but the other party's speed was very fast, even if the blue dragon struggled with all his strength, he could only barely guarantee that he would not lose his trace.

The Dragonbone Wilderness fades away, replaced by a large coniferous forest, the Crystal Song Forest.

As you continue to fly, the forest disappears, and you see the cold mountains and majestic glaciers.

Kaogos was a little nervous, this strange territory had not been to it in the past, the only task of the Dragonsleep Alliance was to monitor the corpses of Galakron, and Northrend was not a safe place, even with the strength of the dragon clan, although no one dared to provoke in the Dragonbone Wilderness, but looking at the entire Northrend, it was not the only powerful force.

The Storm Giants of the Stormcrags, the Guardians of Ulduar, the Viku Kingdom of the Howling Fjords, the Frost Troll Empire of Züdrak, and the Spider-Men deep underground, are all very powerful.

But almost without exception, no one is interested in the icy wasteland of Icecap, where the terrain is too rugged, the climate is too cold, and resources are scarce.

But now, this dead place seems to be extraordinarily lively.

That's - the undead!

Through the clouds, Kaogos saw countless ragged, rotten and rotten spirits of the dead, busy building towers, walls, and even fortresses.

Lots of undead! As far as the eye can see, there are canyons and mountains that stretch across the entire Icecrown glacier.

(End of chapter)