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Chapter 646 Danger Has Arrived
"That's the Dragon Rest Temple."

In the cold wind of Northrend, Ysera sighed slightly: "We all lived there until Neltharion fell."

The Dragon Rest Temple was originally a very important place for the dragons.

But ever since the black dragon tribe fell into rebellion under the leadership of Neltharion, this place has been deserted.Ysera couldn't remember how long she hadn't been here.

Northrend, located in the north of the world, is a land of frost.Tyrande and his party left the eastern continent, crossed the sea and landed in Northrend in the Howling Fjord, followed the guidance of the compass, crossed the Grizzly Bear Hills, and arrived at the Keel Wasteland.

Wyrmrest Temple is the center of Dragonblight.

This is the resting place of the dragon.The dragon that is about to die will come here and sleep forever here.Some blue dragons guard the place.

"The gourd stopped."

Tyrande said: "It should be Wyrmrest Temple. According to our speculation, the place where the gourd stays often hides extreme darkness, which is a place where there are hidden dangers in this world. What kind of hidden dangers will there be in Wyrmrest Temple? Sera, didn't you say that there are still blue dragons guarding Wyrmrest Temple?"

Both Ysera and Alexstrasza shook their heads.

Alexstrasza said: "Ysera and I haven't been here for a long time. Kalecgos knows this place better, but it's a pity that the old blue dragon is not with us."

"Perhaps it can be associated with the previous situation." Pandaren Yunge breathed out, and said: "The calabash stayed in the north for a short time, but before we could catch up, it ran away, suddenly changed directions, and came here .Then before when the gourd stopped, it would wait for us. But this time it didn’t.”

Uther was thinking, and the faint holy light lingered, dispelling the cold, and he said: "Yun Ge is right. You can make an association - originally there was an evil devil in the north, but he ran away - ran to the dragon Sleeping Temple, so the gourd only stayed for a short time before chasing after it."

Shandris said: "According to our journey, from simple to difficult. In Pandaria, we easily dealt with the Sha, but when it came to the Eastern Continent, especially Stratholme, the fallen guardian , Judging from this trend, perhaps what we are about to face is an existence that is more difficult to deal with than Medivh - he even runs with a gourd."

Speaking of this, the adopted daughter of Tyrande said: "Perhaps we should pray for the blue dragons who guard Wyrmrest Temple, and pray that they are still safe now."

Shandis' words aroused everyone's vigilance.

Tyrande said: "Always pay attention to our amulet. The presence of evil will trigger the reaction of the amulet. Let's go to the Wyrmrest Temple!"

After many years of practicing the methods of destroying demons and exorcising evils taught by Chang Wei, Tyrande and the others have learned to make permanent exorcism talismans. They make them into amulets and wear them on their bodies, so that they can sense the outbreak of evil spirits at any time.

The Dragon's Rest Temple is high on the top of the Dragonbone Wasteland.

In the distance, on the rocks in front of the Dragon's Rest Temple, several giant dragons were lying motionless.Taking a closer look, those giant dragons were already extremely terrifying—like rotten corpses, with white bones looming everywhere, but they were wriggling slightly.

In the temple, at this moment, a huge shadow sat on the head.Below, is a wonderful and slender figure.

"So, N'Zoth sent you here?"

The huge shadow is shrouded in black and red light and shadow, and the image cannot be seen clearly.His voice is peculiar, like a thousand people saying the same sentence together, superimposed together.

"That's right." The slender figure who spoke was clearly an elf.Silver eyes, violet shadow lines, and long light green hair.

"Vashj." Giant shadows echoed, rumbling like thunder: "Why not Azshara?"

Yes, it's Vashj.

Now, she has changed back to the image of a night elf.Vashj is a strong person. Among the Naga tribe, except for Azshara, few dare to say that she can beat her.Therefore, it is not a difficult problem for her to change her image and cross the land.

"Yogg-Saron!" Vashj's eyes flickered darkly: "If you want Queen Azshara to come and help you, you should do it yourself! N'Zoth is not qualified to make decisions for the great Queen Azshara."

Yogg-Saron, the Old God.

"N'Zoth" Yogg-Saron said dully: "He should know our current situation. I have already sensed the danger coming. And you, Naga, by this time, if you still can't do your best, you You will definitely regret it."

"Do our best?" Vashj sneered: "You must know, Yogg-Saron, Naga is not your subordinate. Naga lives in the sea, how do you want us to do our best? Come to Northrend Turn into an ice sculpture?"

"You won't become ice sculptures." Yogg-Saron said, "I have worked so hard to come here from the cage under the cliff of the storm, and I have already considered the issue of Naga. Here, you will not become ice sculptures .”

"But it will freeze!" Vaschi said: "I have given you a lot of face by coming here. Yogg-Saron, tell me, what is the danger you mentioned, and where did it come from?"

"They've arrived."

The light and shadow dispersed, and Yogg-Saron, the Demon of Thousand Throats, revealed his demon body riddled with holes.He sat there, like a huge worm with countless long mouths, and some tiny tentacles trembling, with eyes growing on the tentacles.

These eyes stared at Vaschi, extremely terrifying.

A dark golden gourd stood quietly in front of Yogg-Saron's huge demonic body, motionless.

"Then let's go." Vaschi said: "If the danger you mentioned has come, just the two of us and the few rotten dragons outside may not be able to turn things around."

"Yes, there is no way to turn things around." Yogg-Saron said with every mouth: "But I can't go."

The eyes on the countless tentacles stared at the gourd in front of him: "It locked me!"

Vaschi was taken aback for a moment, and then turned his attention to the ordinary-looking gourd: "It?! A gourd?"

This Naga shot out a wave of defeated magic power, and went straight to the gourd.

Yogg-Saron didn't stop him, letting Naga's magic power hit the gourd.But just like a mud cow sinking into the sea, and a gourd as immovable as a mountain, Naga's magical power vanished in an instant.

The moment Vaschi cast the magic power, he felt the creeps on his skin.It seemed that a ferocious guy was staring at her at that moment!

Oops!

Vashj's heart sank at his own recklessness.

She was also locked.

She felt that if she moved a little, she would be struck by a thunderbolt.And her heart told her that she couldn't afford this blow!
Therefore, Vashj knew how Yogg-Saron felt.

For a while, this Naga thought a lot, and a little fear welled up in his heart.

(End of this chapter)