After the Cataclysm subsided, what remained were the remnants of the Twilight's Hammer.
The Twilight's Hammer was a cult founded with the aim of welcoming the return of the Old Gods. Although there was fierce infighting among the Old Gods, this was a secret confined to the highest echelons. Cho'gall served both C'Thun with piety and, at the same time, served Deathwing, who was controlled by N'Zoth. To him, every Old God was a "great master."
When the "Great Cleansing" descended upon Silithus, N'Zoth immediately notified Cho'gall. This ogre was a very important pawn in its eyes. Although the various schemes of the Old Gods were about to be completely disrupted by this Great Cleansing, N'Zoth would not allow future events to escape its control again.
Especially since Cho'gall had successfully obtained the almost fully charged Focusing Iris—with this key item, N'Zoth could continue to execute its next plan.
The prerequisite, of course, was that the chromatic dragon experiments could continue to be completed.
N'Zoth's will and power traversed thousands of miles, directly empowering Cho'gall. This two-headed ogre immediately felt unparalleled power. He instantly understood his mission.
He once again used a teleportation spell, instantly disappearing from his room and immediately appearing outside Nefarian's laboratory.
Chromaggus, who had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up, both heads and all four eyes radiating ominous light: "Why are you here again, ogre! (You are not welcome here!)"
He still harbored resentment from the conflict a few days prior. Seeing this annoying guy running over again, he certainly wouldn't give him a good look.
"Get out (Scram)!" Cho'gall's three eyes glared at this two-headed dragon. Now was the most critical moment, and he would no longer be as tolerant as he was last time!
"No way (Never)!" Chromaggus didn't realize anything serious was happening. He only felt that he was once again being severely provoked by the two-headed ogre.
"Then die (Die)!" The head on Cho'gall's right revealed a resentful expression, while the one on the left showed a cruel smile.
Chromaggus was still considering whether it was an insult or a threat and didn't really think the other party would attack. Therefore, he was unprepared and only prepared to curse back.
But this time, Cho'gall wasn't joking or making empty threats. When he was insulted by this two-headed "dog" last time, he had the idea of killing him. Now he had a legitimate opportunity, and with the power of N'Zoth empowering him, he could easily defeat Chromaggus!
The single eye on his left head suddenly shot out a pale ray. Chromaggus was caught off guard, and his right head was immediately pierced by this strange power from C'Thun. Before he could make a sound, Cho'gall stretched out his hand and released a massive wave of shadow energy. The violent shockwave sent this huge two-headed dragon flying, crashing into the thick door behind him.
"Boom!"
The stone door was smashed open, and the loyal gatekeeper's corpse slid in along with the rubble.
Nefarian, who was engrossed in his experiment, was immediately awakened. He saw that his pet had been killed and roared in furious anger: "Who is it! Who dares to disturb me!"
Cho'gall walked in through the broken door, staring at Nefarian and saying, "Pack up your most important experimental materials (Hurry up and do it!), you have 10 seconds (or you die)!"
"What?" Nefarian was shocked and angry.
"9 seconds."
"No, not enough, how is a few seconds possible!" Nefarian could tell that the other party wasn't joking. He wasn't stupid, of course, and could realize that something very serious must have happened.
He glanced at his laboratory, waved his hand, and collected the chromatic dragon genes, as well as several successfully cultivated chromatic dragon test subjects.
Eternal Dragon Prince Anachronos walked over quickly, staring at Cho'gall and asking, "What happened?"
"Don't ask!" Cho'gall glared at him.
The three dragon heroes in the laboratory, Korialstrasz, Merithra, and Kalecgos, realized that something very unfavorable to the Twilight's Hammer must have happened. They all wondered if their parents knew they were in danger and had come to save them?
This most likely guess made each of them excited. The torment of the past few months had almost completely broken them. Apart from the physical pain and mental humiliation, being forced to join the chromatic dragon project to create a dragon of destruction was even more unbearable.
If Nefarian's experiment succeeded, he would obtain a chromatic dragon that combined all the powers of the five Aspect Dragons and could easily kill all the guardians!
And the genes of this chromatic dragon came from them!
Cho'gall opened a purple portal on the spot. No one but him knew where the other side of this door led.
"Bring my test subjects!" Nefarian hurriedly packed up a few things. Seeing Anachronos about to enter the portal, he immediately pointed at the "test subjects" and shouted.
Without a doubt, the test subjects he was referring to were Korialstrasz and the other two dragons.
"No! I'd rather die!" Seeing Anachronos turn back to them, all the resentment in Korialstrasz's heart burst out at this moment.
"That's not up to you!" Nefarian strode towards the portal, saying without turning his head.
His three test subjects had all been transformed into fragile mortal forms, and they all had anti-magic handcuffs on their bodies, no different from ordinary people in shackles. How could Korialstrasz possibly contend with the powerful Anachronos?
"Boom!" The arcane energy attack finally arrived, and the Twilight Citadel trembled. Everyone in the laboratory knew that the most critical moment had arrived!
"10 seconds are up (We're leaving first!), you guys hurry up and follow!" Cho'gall stepped into the purple portal without looking back. At this time, of course, his own life was the most important. If he dawdled, he might die a second later!
Nefarian was obviously very aware of this. One moment he was still regretting the precious equipment in his laboratory, but now he was afraid of being one step late and followed Cho'gall into the portal.
"Kalecgos! Merithra! This is our last chance!" Hope and despair Outflow in Korialstrasz's eyes at the same time.
As dragon heroes, how could they be willing to be manipulated by the enemy at will? As early as a few months ago, the three of them had been secretly discussing how to escape. The anti-magic handcuffs they wore were their biggest obstacle.
Merithra, who guarded the secrets of the Emerald Dream, proposed a dangerous method—she could cast a nature spell while wearing the handcuffs. This spell would create a scene similar to the Emerald Dream, causing most enemies to be lost in it.
That is to say, this is actually an illusion.
If she were free, this spell could be used to trap enemies, but she was locked by anti-magic handcuffs, while the enemies were fully capable. Such a spell would have almost no effect. At most, the enemies would be confused for a few seconds before seeing through the environment and crushing her attempt to resist.
Even when the three of them were completely free, they could hardly escape from the hands of this group of lunatics, let alone when they were locked up?
They all thought this spell would have no effect.
But now it was different—in this situation, a few seconds could change everything!
Hearing Korialstrasz's call, Merithra immediately cast that spell. The laboratory was immediately filled with a layer of green mist. Anachronos felt that everything around him became very blurred. His mental power could extend infinitely, but he couldn't find the location of the three "test subjects" that Nefarian needed!
They were clearly right in front of him!
Anachronos had experienced many things. He knew this was an illusion. As long as he was patient, he could see through everything soon.
But now what he lacked most was time!
He sensed the violent vibrations coming from under his feet, and he seemed to hear countless Twilight's Hammer cultists wailing in despair under the bombardment of arcane energy. More importantly, the Twilight Citadel was collapsing!
Nefarian's laboratory was in the innermost, most solid, and safest place in the fortress. But this could not guarantee that it could survive the bombardment of the Focusing Iris's energy. If Anachronos didn't run away quickly, even if he wasn't crushed to death, if the chaotic arcane energy disrupted the portal, he wouldn't be able to leave here!
Anachronos saw the portal right in front of him, and the sounds and vibrations around him felt like a death knell. He knew he couldn't wait any longer!
Malygos sensed Anachronos jump into the portal and immediately canceled the spell. In just a few seconds, she felt as if she had collapsed, her face was pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"We succeeded!"
"But... this place is collapsing..."
"It doesn't matter!" Krygos approached the other two friends, her blue eyes filled with joy and relief. "We are no longer living as prisoners, but dying freely. That is the greatest success!"
"It's just a pity that Nefarian and Cho'gall are not dead yet!"
"The Dragon Aspects will avenge us, trust them, this is not the end."
The three humanoid dragons stood together, quietly waiting for the final moment.
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The attacks on Silithus and Icecrown Glacier gradually came to an end, and everyone saw the red light flickering again on the map representing Twilight Highlands on the Arcane Map.
"Twilight's Hammer?" Those who had attended the previous meeting immediately recognized the enemy represented by that place.
"That's right, it's the Twilight's Hammer's base camp!"
"Great, those cultists should be punished like this!"
But at this time, Alexstrasza and Ysera remembered a very important thing, and they immediately flew over.
"Aiden—our daughters are still there! That goblin said it last time, have you forgotten?" Their expressions were very sad, and they even thought that Aiden was doing it on purpose—because if they could eliminate that cult organization, sacrificing three dragons who were originally expected to have died a thousand years ago was a completely acceptable price.
Anyone who was not a relative of these three dragons would agree with this action.
Aiden comforted them: "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten, I know they are being held in the underground laboratory—I guarantee that the attack on Twilight Highlands will not harm them, but I don't guarantee their absolute safety—because the intensity of the attack on Twilight Highlands is very low, and the attack energy on its base camp, Twilight Bastion, is very small, as long as they are held in the place that Revilgaz said, nothing will happen. However, after this attack, Cho'gall will definitely transfer them to a more hidden place."
He didn't lie. Among the three waves of attacks, the attack energy on Twilight Highlands was the least, almost only equivalent to one-tenth of the total amount. However, one-tenth is also equivalent to the energy that could destroy Azeroth once if used properly. Now, except for a part of Twilight Bastion that has not collapsed, all other places have been completely razed to the ground. Including the huge, but almost unknown monster in the northern Twilight Highlands—"Throat of Madness" Y'shaarj.
This is a powerful minion of the Old Gods that lives under the earth. Its stomach is large enough for hundreds of people to live in without feeling crowded—of course, it is definitely not a livable place, and those who are swallowed by it will soon be digested in its corrosive gastric acid.
The power of the "Throat of Madness" is beyond doubt. Apart from its master, there is nothing more powerful in the Old God's army. But it had not yet been able to show its power in front of people when it was shattered in a violent arcane explosion.
Even C'Thun under Silithus could not resist the powerful force, let alone a younger brother like Throat of Madness.
Ninety percent of Twilight's Hammer's power is concentrated in the two regions of Twilight Highlands and Silithus, and these two places happen to be the hardest hit areas of the arcane bombardment. Undoubtedly, in these short few minutes, Cho'gall's efforts of more than ten years have almost vanished.
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When all the energy in the Arcane Map was poured on the heads of the Qiraji, cultists, and Scourge, it finally calmed down again and became a simple map showing the energy of the magic net. The Focusing Iris also completely disconnected from it and became restrained.
The crisis for spellcasters and many spellcasting races has finally passed—the Nexus War was originally a war between the Blue Dragonflight and spellcasters, but it eventually evolved into a "Great Purge" of the common enemies of the mortals of Azeroth. A dozen minutes ago, no one thought that this war would end in such a way.
The Blue Dragonflight or the Dragonmaw Clan did not suffer any serious losses, except when they first entered the Nexus.
This was the scene Aiden wanted to see the most—after experiencing the great battle between the proto-dragon heroes against the Father of Dragons in Galakrond's throat, he wondered if he could save Malygos, after all, this Nexus War could almost be regarded as the only mistake in his life. His past achievements were worth Aiden doing this.
But the twists and turns that happened in the middle made Aiden unable to help but sigh—history has taken a completely new direction, and the Nexus War has produced a result that was not in the "setting." Although its birth was so difficult and so dangerous, such a result was worth the effort!
Aiden put away the Focusing Iris and looked at Kayle beside him, solemnly saying: "Kayle, you just saved the world!"
If it weren't for Kayle's reminder, Aiden wouldn't have thought of the method of modifying the attack target. Of course, he was right to say that, but it was more of a joke—his highly tense nerves could finally relax a little at this moment, and the whole person became a lot easier. So although the tone of this sentence was very serious, his eyes contained a smile.
How could Kayle not know that this was a joke from her commander? He must be holding back a laugh in his heart!
She remembered Aiden when she first came to the real world of Azeroth from the dream, when he had not shouldered too much responsibility and would often make some carefree jokes—such as "The first step to changing the world," or witty remarks such as "Climbing technology, farming, and violently building soldiers to crush."
However, as he participated more and more in the process of history and played an increasingly important role, Kayle had not seen the funny and humorous side of the commander for more than a year.
He carried too much on his shoulders.
There are many things that Kayle is not good at: making her enthusiastic? Impossible; active? Impossible; liking to express inner emotions? Impossible; even letting her follow the feminine nature of loving to dress up is impossible.
Of course, joking is not something Kayle is good at either. But at this time, she wanted to make a joke.
"'We' saved the world!" she replied in a relaxed tone.
Morgana, who was next to her, felt a strong sense of crisis when she saw the tacit interaction between the two: the commander was already biased towards her sister, if the personal relationship between the two became closer, the commander would definitely "favor one side" when their sisters had conflicts in the future!
That won't do!
"Is it 'you' or 'we'?" she interjected wittily.
"Haha, of course it's 'we'!" Aiden replied humorously.
In this context, who can tell which groups "you" and "we" really represent?
However, the "we" that Aiden said refers to everyone. Everyone present is a hero who contributed to the perfect result of this Nexus War. Even the initiator, Malygos, has a part of the credit—at least the magic net energy he painstakingly extracted did not really cause too much damage to innocent people, but instead made the Old Gods and their minions swallow the bitter fruit.
Aiden only has one comment on this—they deserve it!
The Old Gods played a very important role in Malygos launching this war. Especially N'Zoth, this evil god who truly controls the Nightmare is best at playing with people's hearts. All of Nozdormu's plans against Aiden have his shadow behind them, and Malygos's loss of reason was even more caused by him. In particular, the scene provided by Murozond, the Eternal Dragon King, of a Twilight Father playing Aiden killing Arygos, was the biggest reason for the situation to evolve to the later stage. And the Eternal Dragonflight is serving the Old Gods.
Only N'Zoth could come up with such an insidious trick!