Chapter 651 The female dragon is so scary
Alexstrasza kept his promise and replenished Kael'thas's lost life force, at least allowing him to act as a normal person before the evil energy in his body broke through the blockade of the holy light and exploded.
Although he was unable to fight, he regained a short-lived healthy body and regained his eyesight. Kael'thas was already satisfied.
The Sun King bent down and saluted Alexstrasza, "Thank you, respected Red Dragon Queen, thanks to your help, I can spend the last period of my life in good health."
The Life-Binder, who is compassionate towards all life, shook his head regretfully, "I'm sorry I can't cure you, but at least I can guarantee that you will not be tortured by illness in the days to come."
Next Kael'thas expressed his desire to enjoy the snow scene in Wyrmrest Temple, Alexstrasza recruited a red dragon to send the Sun King to the middle level, and asked the red dragon to accompany and protect him throughout the journey.
"Why…"
Charlemagne sighed deeply after Kael'thas left, "Although Quel'Thalas did not suffer a devastating blow this time, the two treasures, the Sunwell and the Sun King, failed to keep..."
Ysera comforted with compassion on her face, "We've heard from Malygos about the details, and I'm sorry for not being able to help you in the battle of the Sunwell."
"No, please don't apologize."
Charlemagne cheered up, with a resolute expression on his face again, "What happened in Northrend, can you tell me the situation?"
Alexstrasza nodded, stretched out his hand to signal Charlemagne to sit down and said slowly, "The matter started three months ago. There were some sudden changes in the Scourge Gate connecting Icecrown Glacier and Dragonblight."
"At first we didn't pay attention to it. After all, local undead activities were not uncommon, but on the day we received the news that Quel'Thalas was attacked by the Burning Legion, a large number of undead suddenly poured out from the Wrath Gate."
Charlemagne frowned, "On that day?"
Ysera nodded and replied, "That's right, it was that day. It would be too coincidental to say it was a coincidence. It can only be considered that the Burning Legion and the Scourge Legion secretly reached a certain agreement."
'Is it Kil'jaeden again? He actually reached a cooperation with the undead of the Scourge who had betrayed the Burning Legion before...'
Alexstrasza continued, "It's not over yet. Most of the vrykul who were sleeping in the Howling Fjord suddenly began to wake up in large numbers. All the foreigners in the Howling Fjord, including Dagger Bay, the stronghold of the Alliance Expeditionary Team, suffered from the vigilance. Kurdish onslaught."
Charlemagne touched his chin, with a thoughtful expression on his face. This situation is very similar to the harbinger of the Lich King's awakening...
Before he could ask, Malygos explained in advance, "I know what you're thinking, it's true that the Lich King hasn't fully awakened yet, but he may have been able to issue certain orders to Kel'Thuzad through the Helm of Dominion. some orders."
"In order to resist the undead, vrykul and frost trolls attacking at the same time, the dragon clan has no spare power for foreign wars. If they want to capture the Icecrown Fortress, I am afraid they can only rely on the strength of mortals."
"Tsk..."
Charlemagne smacked his lips in annoyance, "It's really a wave of ups and downs, and the second fool really knows how to find opportunities."
Today, the alliance and the Horde are still fighting each other with real knives and guns in Outland, but after several months of war, I believe they should also know that it is impossible to defeat each other in a short time.
Charlemagne looked up at the three dragon kings and said, "I will find a solution for the matter of Icecrown Citadel. Now Jaina is stepping up lobbying for a truce between the Alliance and the Horde in Outland. If they know that there is a fire in Azeroth, they probably don't have time to continue fighting." The Outlands are down."
The Kingdom of Lordaeron has the deepest hatred for the Scourge of the Undead. Once Queen Calia hears that Alsace has woken up, she will definitely withdraw a large number of troops from Outland to prepare for the Northern Expedition.
Without the full support of one of the kingdoms, it will be more difficult for the Alliance to maintain a balance of power with the Horde. Charlemagne believes that Varian and Daelin will not be so unwise, insisting on fighting all the old people and the Horde to continue to fight.
At the same time, the Horde Dove Faction headed by Goel will also use the attack on Azeroth as an excuse to end the all-out war with the Alliance as soon as possible. After all, the Ancient Oath, a neutral force that favors the Alliance, is still watching.
To be honest, if the Horde really shows signs of defeating the Alliance, Charlemagne believes that Fandral and Kane don't mind making small moves with him behind the scenes to drag the Horde back.
Both the night elves and the high elves have hatred against the orcs, and the tauren has a natural red-eye effect when facing the tribe's centaurs...
Charlemagne has no time to pay attention to the death of the second fool for the time being. After the domestic affairs are sorted out in the future, he will first contact Tire, Elonaya, Azadas and Raiden, who are scattered in various places. The counterattack should also be put on the agenda.
Compared to the war between the guardians and the Titans, the problem of the two idiots is nothing more than scabies. As long as the Alliance and the Horde are fooled into sending troops to Northrend, their two forces alone can wipe out the weaker than the original history. Less Scourge.
After initially agreeing on Northrend's coping strategy, Charlemagne returned to Quel'Thalas with the temporarily recovered Sun King.
Although they knew that Kael'thas' health was limited, Lianda and the Silvermoon Council were still very happy. At least for a short time, they didn't have to tell the public bad news about the Sunwell and the Sun King at the same time.
Speaking of Sunwell, Charlemagne slapped his forehead and said angrily, "I almost forgot, the matter of Sunwell has taken a new turn."
Under the expectant eyes of Kael'thas and others, Charlemagne took out the water from the Well of Eternity presented by Queen Azshara yesterday from his backpack.
Charlemagne selectively told a part of what happened last night, and ignored the part where he was beaten.
"Although we don't know Queen Azshara's intentions for the time being, with this bottle of well water, we can use the magic web hub to recreate a new sunwell."
Kel'thas showed a happy smile on his face, "I didn't expect to hear this good news before reaching the last moment. I hope that the three blue dragons can let me see the moment when the Sunwell is rekindled."
The expressions on the faces of Charlemagne and the members of the council were a little strange. They received a report this morning that Kalecgos was caught by two female dragons last night and went to a certain cave, and he hasn't appeared until now.
‘Poor war scum...’
Although he sympathizes with Kalecgos in some respects, Charlemagne will still urge him to complete the work that needs to be done quickly, trying to let Kael'thas see the brand new Sunwell with his own eyes, at least let him leave this world. I was able to fulfill a wish before.
That afternoon, the high-level executives who were joking about Charlemagne's wedding finally received the latest news from Kalecgos. This sad guy was carried back to the magic web hub where the Sunwell was originally located by two female dragons like a dead dog.
When Charlemagne came to the former site of the Eclipse Temple, Maticigosa and Telegosa, who had already transformed into high elves, were working hard with joy, while Kalecgos, who had transformed into a human form, looked ashamed. Sitting among the ruins, muttering something.
After approaching, Charlemagne heard his self-talk clearly, and then showed a pitiful expression.
"The mother dragon is terrible... the mother dragon is terrible... the mother dragon is terrible..."