Custom Made Demon King - Chapter 605

Chapter 605: Conflict of Time

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Wyrmrest Temple, a tall tower standing in the central south of Northrend, was the meeting place of the Aspects and the resting place of Dragonqueen Alexstrasza.

This temple had been built in the era when the Aspects were born. The dragons of five colors gathered here to protect the world of Azeroth. But now, the dragons’ council had long since only existed in name.

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The green dragon Ysera slept in the Emerald Dream and might not wake up even once in several years. The blue dragon Malygos was insane and stayed in the Nexus, grieving alone. The bronze dragon Nozdormu was elusive and mysterious, and no one knew which timeline he was in. As for the black dragon Neltharion, he had rebelled. So now, the only leader of Wyrmrest Temple was the red dragon Alexstrasza.

Although it was called the Wyrmrest Alliance, only a small number of dragons of the other colors appeared here as representatives. The black dragonflight was completely missing, so the strongest dragon faction in Wyrmrest Temple was the red dragonflight.

At this moment, there were only a few red dragons resting on the floor of the temple. They were all very young red dragons and had not even reached adulthood. Just an hour ago, the Dragonqueen had hurriedly summoned the red dragonflight and set off for the Nexus. A large group of red dragons flew out, leaving only these little fellows to watch over the house.

Just as these young red dragons were yawning in boredom, a shrill dragon roar suddenly came from the sky in the distance. After hearing the dragon roar, they immediately straightened up, but they were at a loss.

Because they could hear that the dragon roar was full of grief and indignation…

Sure enough, a moment later, the red dragon army that had gone out returned. But compared to when they left, there were dozens fewer of them, and many of the returning red dragons had wounds on their bodies. The scene of blazing scarlet dragon blood dripping from the sky made the young red dragons panic.

In particular, when they saw a burly clansman in the center of the dragons with their queen, Alexstrasza, on his back, all the dragons in Wyrmrest Temple couldn’t stay still and hurriedly went forward.

Alexstrasza’s condition looked terrible. After all, Roy had torn off one of her dragon wings. But in fact, this injury wasn’t a big problem for her. As long as she was given some time, this dragon wing could grow back. Her current state only made her unable to fly for the time being.

Seeing Alexstrasza’s injuries, all the dragons present understood that the red dragonflight had suffered a defeat this time. Moreover, it was a disastrous defeat, and even the queen was injured!

The red dragons carefully placed Alexstrasza in Wyrmrest Temple. Because there were too many dragons, they all transformed into their human forms. It was the same for Alexstrasza. After changing to her human form, her injuries appeared on her back, and there was a terrifying wound that stretched from her shoulder and neck to her waist. Moreover, this was the wound after she shrunk and the wound had shrunk proportionally.

Alexstrasza sat on the floor, stretched out her hand, and condensed a ball of healing light. She pressed this ball of light on the wound on her back. When she felt the wound healing rapidly, the expression on her face eased slightly.

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When the red dragons brought her back, she had been worried that Osiris would hunt her down. But even when she arrived at Wyrmrest Temple, she didn’t see any demons, making her feel relieved for the time being.

But every time she thought of the scene of Malygos killing her children, Alexstrasza felt her heart palpitate.

It was not that her heart ached for her children. In such a high-level battle, it was normal for the red dragons to suffer losses. The reason why her heart palpitated was that she knew that the next time she met Malygos, they might have to fight to the death!

Alexstrasza stood up from the floor and ordered the red dragonflight, “Send some people to find Krasus! Wyrmrest Temple is now facing a huge test, and I need his help!”

Krasus was the current prime consort of Alexstrasza. After the death of her previous prime consort, Tyranastrasz, she was heartbroken and didn’t intend to find another consort. But she was the queen of her race and had the responsibility to reproduce, so in the end, she found a young consort, the red dragon Korialstrasz. This young red dragon had always been traveling in the human world, and he often maintained the form of an elf and called himself ‘Krasus’. Krasus’s identity among the mortal races was that of an elven mage, and he had even taught a student, Rhonin, the leader of the Kirin Tor.

In fact, Krasus had fallen in love with his queen a long time ago, but he had always hidden this love in his heart. During the time when the orcish Dragonmaw clan enslaved Alexstrasza and Tyranastrasz died, the red dragons had almost gone crazy. They hated these orcs and vented their anger on all the mortal races. They had once wanted to launch an all-out war against all the mortal races of Azeroth. In the end, under Krasus’s guidance, Rhonin brought some friends to save Alexstrasza.

Precisely because of this matter, the attitudes of the red dragonflight toward mortals finally changed. The brave actions of these mortals made the red dragons understand that there were still some kind-hearted and good people among these wingless mortal races, so they put aside the idea of bathing the mortal races in blood. It was also at this time that Krasus entered Alexstrasas’s sight. Krasus cleverly used his student to save the Dragonqueen. Not only did he resolve the crisis of the red dragonflight, but he also resolved the hatred of the Aspects toward the mortal races. This wisdom and ability was also why she later accepted him.

Of course, after being rescued, Alexstrasza led the red dragonflight to take revenge on the Dragonmaw clan, wiping out the entire orc clan…

And now, facing a demon king, Alexstrasza couldn’t help thinking of her consort when she felt it was difficult to do much alone. She needed to rely on the wisdom of Krasus, so she immediately sent someone to find him.

After the red dragons received the order and left, Alexstrasza pondered for a while before looking at the dragons around her. “Has anyone seen Chronormu recently?”

The dragons in human form looked at each other. Finally, a female green dragon said, “About two months ago, when I was flying in the sky, I saw Chronormu. She seemed to be heading toward Andorhal in Lordaeron…”

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“Two months ago? Wasn’t that when the Scourge plague broke out in Lordaeron?” Alexstrasza said thoughtfully. “Send some people to find Chronormu! Bring her back to Wyrmrest Temple… Damn it. Why are the bronze dragons always like this? They clearly know that something will happen, but they never tell anyone!”

The Chronormu that Alexstrasza mentioned was a relatively unconventional existence among the bronze dragonflight. Compared to other bronze dragons who rarely appeared among mortal races, Chronormu was often active in the mortal world. Her human form always had the image of a petite female gnome, and she had the name ‘Chromie’!

Of course, the dragons mostly called her Chronormu.

There were not many representatives of the bronze dragonflight in Wyrmrest Temple, and only Chromie often came and went to the temple. Alexstrasza couldn’t contact Nozdormu at all. After all, she didn’t know which timeline he was in, so she could only find Chromie to think of a way to see if she could contact the leader of the bronze dragonflight.

Alexstrasza was currently full of anger, and the person she wanted to vent her anger on the most was naturally Nozdormu. The matter of Osiris’s descent to Azeroth had completely exceeded her expectations. Now, he had abducted Malygos, and the root cause of all this was because Nozdormu had not warned her earlier…

What’s going on with Malygos suddenly becoming lucid? Alexstrasza pondered. It would have been better if he was still in a delirious state. At least Osiris wouldn’t have tempted him with a contract.

What Alexstrasza didn’t know was that even if Roy hadn’t appeared, it wouldn’t have taken long for Malygos to become lucid. He would have accidentally absorbed the essence of nether dragons and restored his consciousness. But there was also some Void power in the essence of the nether dragons. After Malygos awakened, there was something wrong with his brain. He would stubbornly think that the magic network had lost control, and the reason was that the spellcasters of the mortal races were abusing magic power. Worried that this abuse of magic power would attract the Burning Legion again like in the War of the Ancients—after all, his last memory before falling into madness was during the War of the Ancients—he wanted to activate the Focusing Iris to extract the energy of the magic network and eliminate these spellcasters.

This decision caused the mortal races to turn against Malygos. Alexstrasza also felt that his actions would threaten the stability of Azeroth, so she finally made a painful decision. She formed an alliance with the mortal mages and led the army of Wyrmrest Temple to kill Malygos…

And this was the truth of what Roy had said in the Nexus about Alexstrasza personally killing Malygos. It was just that this matter hadn’t happened yet.

But in any case, Roy had planted a seed of doubt in Alexstrasza’s heart. Now, she suspected that this matter might be true, and the only one who knew the inside story on her side, Nozdormu, was gone.

She had to stand in front of Nozdormu and ask him if this was what had to happen in the correct timeline. Did she have to make this painful choice?

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If Nozdormu’s answer was that this was indeed the case, Alexstrasza didn’t know how she would react. In short, she was now confused…

Can Malygos still be saved? Alexstrasza pondered. He’s lost his consort and most of the blue dragons. Now, he’s involved with a demon king like Osiris, and his hatred for Neltharion runs deep into his bones. For vengeance, he will probably use the power of the demon king. Once he falls, he might seek revenge on Neltharion. It’s good to be able to kill Neltharion, but for the Aspects, it’s equivalent to losing two Aspects…

I still have to enter the Emerald Dream to inform Ysera… Alexstrasza felt a headache. Archimonde is already enough trouble, but now there’s Osiris too… When will the troubles of Azeroth come to an end?

On another side, Roy and the others followed Malygos to the Icecrown Glacier. The snow filling the sky and the ice all over formed a white world, and the low temperature of -10°C made Roy feel very comfortable.

The group finally flew into an enormous valley. This valley seemed to have been created by Malygos’s consort Sindragosa when she died ten thousand years ago. A behemoth hundreds of meters long fell from the sky. The impact was obvious. But after so many years, this valley had turned into a frozen lake because of the continuous accumulation of snow and water.

Roy didn’t know how Malygos found this place. Perhaps it was the connection between spouses…

The dragons of this world had deep feelings for each other. Once they had a mate, they often loved each other deeply. They valued their spouses more than most races, and they wouldn’t easily change spouses unless absolutely necessary.

While landing on the ice, Malygos had already transformed into his human form. He stood on the ice and closed his eyes, trembling all over. Of course, it was not from the cold but from excitement, regret, and worry, a complicated mentality that he didn’t dare to face.

“Can I really still see her?” Malygos asked Roy without looking back.

Roy was currently sensing Sindragosa’s corpse under the ice. Thanks to the low temperatures here, although ten thousand years had passed, Sindragosa’s corpse was still intact, and even some of her flesh and blood were still there. But his main focus was on her soul.

Generally speaking, after a living being died, their soul would quickly leave their body and not stay in the corpse. But in fact, there were many exceptions. If death came slowly, and the deceased was full of all kinds of unwillingness, hatred, regret, fear, and other powerful negative emotions during this time, it might cause the soul to stay in the corpse for a while.

And the souls formed by this kind of resentment were the favorites of demons…

If someone died full of resentment, and their soul was not drawn away by external factors, the soul would be trapped in the corpse and slowly dissipate. Sindragosa had been an extremely powerful dragon when she was alive, causing her soul to be incomparably strong and massive, so the speed at which it dissipated might be much slower.

Sure enough, under Roy’s perception, he found that Sindragosa still had a little soul. This dragon’s soul was almost beyond his perception. Perhaps in a few years, her soul would completely dissipate.

“We’re not too late!” Roy replied to Malygos. “But I have to remind you that with Sindragosa’s remaining soul, it will cause her to have not much intelligence and memories after her resurrection. She might not even remember your name.”

“It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t remember!” Malygos took a deep breath. “It’s good that she doesn’t remember those painful memories. I just want to see her again…”

“Very good. In that case, I’ll begin!” Roy took out Frostmourne from the system space.

But the moment he took it out, he found that something was wrong. Most of Frostmourne had a transparent… ethereal feeling!

It seemed not to exist but also seemed to exist at the same time. Roy held Frostmourne in his hand, but for a moment, he felt as though he was holding air. This feeling was extremely weird.

Julia and Benia noticed this situation and asked in surprise, “What’s going on?!”

Roy didn’t say anything. He observed carefully and finally said thoughtfully, “I understand. It seems that the same object, be it living or dead, can’t coexist at the same time!”