'Ding, you have completed the quest You got the queen of the crimson dragon, Alexstrasza (Part 1). '
'Task reward: Energy recovery increased by 10%, cooldown time shortened. '
Arthas did not feel that this task reward was particularly good; it's just that the energy recovers faster after using it. If it takes twenty minutes to regain strength after using energy, then this reward only shortens it by two minutes. It's not much, but it's better than nothing.
'Ding: Task triggered: Onyxia's Crisis.'
'Onyxia's Crisis: Due to an accident, this black dragon princess was captured by the blue dragon king, who is furious and ready to kill her, while Deathwing remains indifferent. If you save the black dragon princess, you will receive generous rewards. Task reward: Onyxia's favor increased by sixty, Black Dragon flight reputation exalted.'
The rewards seem mediocre; it's just an increase in favor. Favor diminishes over time, just like friendship; if friends don't keep in touch for a long time, their relationship will inevitably grow distant, and even kinship is the same. It requires constant communication to maintain, but with high favor, many opportunities arise.
"Your target is Deathwing and the black dragons that follow him, not other innocent black dragons." Arthas took a deep breath, "I know you hate black dragons, but your approach is ineffective and not efficient."
The blue dragon king stared at Arthas in silence, the intense gaze placing tremendous pressure on him, as if trying to force him to jump off. A buzz of holy light erupted, alleviating some of the pressure, but it still felt heavy, as if even the air had stagnated.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, "Speak your mind, mortal." This was a test; if Arthas could not satisfy him, both would die!
Alexstrasza also looked at Arthas with great interest. She couldn't grasp the other person's thoughts and kindly reminded him, "You should know her identity; I hope you can think it through." She meant that Onyxia is a black dragon, not to be misled.
"Thank you, I've known since the very beginning." Arthas nodded slightly at the red dragon queen, expressing his gratitude. The previous nudity was merely an experimental phase; he wouldn't believe that such a woman could fall in love with him—it's a long-term, strategic process. Pausing, he looked up at the blue dragon king before him.
"Neltharion, I mean, let's call him Deathwing. His madness stems from being the Earth Guardian. You should be aware of the ancient gods that have been imprisoned and confined; they are masters of manipulation and persuasion."
"Hmph! Are you trying to excuse him?" The blue dragon king snorted, and the atmosphere turned icy. Although it was still summer, it had already begun to snow, bringing a sense of impending winter. "And how do you know all this!"
After finishing, his eyes turned extremely fierce, as if he intended to kill and silence Arthas. The red dragon queen spoke a sentence in dragon language; after hearing it, the blue dragon king looked at Arthas, seemingly surprised, but it was merely a fleeting moment.
"No, I'm just analyzing the cause and effect for you. To deal with your enemies, you must first understand them. The one who knows you best is certainly your enemy, because they want to take you down!" Arthas was unfazed and started to speak eloquently again; given the chance, he could fool everyone. Plot advantage? No, it's only an advantage if it can be utilized, otherwise, it's foolish.
"The reason he went mad is due to being closely tied to Azeroth, and those powers dictate that he hears such whispers. He faces two choices!" Arthas raised his voice slightly; he saw Deathwing lying in ambush not far away. Even though the other party was hiding well, using the earth to conceal themselves, the large characters above his head showed exactly where he was, Deathwing position was betrayed by the system!
"The first is to give up his power, transferring his guardian strength to others, sharing it. Without power, he will no longer be bound." Arthas's smile was quite bitter; he knew the flaw of this plan very well. Not to mention whether Deathwing would agree, even if he did, the burden would still turn the next person into another Deathwing!
"Impossible! That would mean a second Deathwing would emerge!" The blue dragon king rejected it without thinking, not even realizing he had been led astray.
"Not necessarily; the power doesn't have to be borne by someone but can instead be replaced and stored by items, to be used when needed. Moreover, whether Deathwing agrees is another matter altogether." Arthas's expression was clear as he glanced at the curious Onyxia, smiling slightly at her, even nodding at Alleria while holding her cold little hand.
Alleria was startled but didn't pull away, just looked elsewhere out of shyness. "The second method is to eliminate those ancient gods; without the ancient gods, there would be no manipulative whispers, and with no one talking in their heads, they naturally won't go mad." A flash of green light appeared as a slender leg stepped out from the portal.
A female night elf in revealing bikini armor, with two dragon horns on her head, emerged. Her exquisite features were stunning, but her half-closed eyes gave an impression of drowsiness. "That's impossible; they cannot be eradicated."
The green dragon queen, dream queen Ysera. Mastering the power of dreams, her battle prowess shouldn't be underestimated, though the dream power seems unreal, she can still be one of the five dragon aspects and is the sister of the red dragon queen, which makes her strength even more puzzling.
"Therefore, we must use the first method, cultivating uncorrupted black dragons to eliminate the corrupted ones. Isn't there something more satisfying than watching one's enemy be taken down by their own subordinates and children?" Arthas spread his arms, his smile appearing devilish, almost demonic.
"Mortal, your smile is very evil; it reminds me of an unpleasant memory." The green dragon queen Ysera's half-asleep eyes flashed with a glint of intelligence, her tone ethereal but carrying a strong pressure.
"Power has no distinction between evil and justice, even the Holy Light is the same. It's all power; I believe in myself. As long as one sticks to their heart, doing what they believe is right, any power can be controlled; who can truly define right or wrong? This world has no absolute justice or evil." Holy light rose from Arthas's hands as he expressed his true feelings.