"Well, that's still a bit far off; he's actually afraid that you in the Pantheon will find out. It's fine for us to be a little cautious, but now we have a small problem to deal with. Regarding the fallen Aspect of Death, Neltharion, he seems to have a willingness to repent. He was influenced by the whispers due to the power of the Earth and his lair being so close to the prison of the Old God, N'Zoth. Plus, the agonizing moans of the World Soul of Azeroth have driven him mad." Arthas recounted the situation in full, hoping that Eonar could think of a solution.
"Oh! My poor sister, she truly suffers from many tribulations. Hmm, then let's strip him of his power. But the power of the Earth Guardian still needs to be inherited by someone. This is necessary to suppress the elements and maintain the duties of the Earth." Eonar, as a Titan, knew much more of these matters.
"But this will inevitably lead to the danger of being corrupted by the Old Gods' whispers." Arthas was still worried about wasting time and effort, potentially creating another Deathwing, which might mean unnecessarily making a for him self down the road.
"I can grant a blessing to the new Earth Guardian to protect it from the whispers. As for my sister's painful voice, you still need to heal her wounds quickly; she has suffered too much pain. I can only temporarily lessen her voice, but I cannot completely block it." Eonar was also at a loss. In fact, the Titans had few ways to deal with corruption even at the height of their power, let alone weakened as she was.
There was also a plan that aimed to use the power of Azeroth itself to eliminate the Old Gods. Achieving a complete eradication would cause no harm to Azeroth and would be clean and old god free. It sounds easy to say, but there is no clue on how to execute it.
Arthas' eyes shifted; he seemed to have thought of something, so he discussed something else with Eonar.
"Hmm, that might work, but I need ten essences of life."
"Deal, but you need to condense the entity early so that I can give you the essence directly." Eonar did not immediately agree, but pondered for a moment,
"Aman'Thul will be unhappy if he finds out."
"Everything is for resurrection, for the cause of order. He is still suffering now; if you don't restore soon, facing the Burning Legion's invasion under Sargeras, we won't have much time or confidence left." Arthas tried to persuade her, using the justification of urgency, to engage with a Titaness.
This was quite thrilling! Moreover, it was putting the head of the Pantheon in a difficult position; such a thing would definitely raise one's adrenaline. However, Eonar was not someone so easy to persuade; her intelligence was certainly not low; she did not readily comply, "I will consider it; now let's bring them in. I don't have much time left; helping you this time will extend my sleep next time."
"The essences of life I produce can accelerate your recovery, right? If you sleep, how can I call for you?" Arthas was still reluctant to lose such a powerful ally; this was a Titan! With her assistance, plus the system's support, rising to prominence would be a matter of minutes!
"If you use it for yourself, I can absorb it; don't worry, it's just sleeping, not complete unconsciousness. Now, let's get moving quickly." Eonar's voice had a hint of warmth, at least showing a bit more emotion compared to the past!
Arthas teleported to outside the ruins and happened to see the five Dragon Aspects barbecuing, appearing bored; they actually caught a Devilsaur to roast. Poor Devilsaur, as one of the top of the food chain in Un'goro Crater, ended up being killed and cooked by several dragons.
"Are you okay?" Alleria asked with concern, her delicate, beautiful face showing worry; she was no longer as calm as before. Her first love, most likely her first marriage, made her deeply infatuated with Arthas.
Arthas shook his head, smiled at her and said, "Don't worry about me; I'm fine, I'm doing great." He held Alleria's small hand, giving her silent care and support in faith.
"Everyone, come with me. The matter of Deathwing can be perfectly resolved; the new Black Dragon King will receive the blessing and will no longer be corrupted by the Old Gods." Arthas pulled Alleria ahead, his tone somewhat proud.
Guardian dragons are basically at the pinnacle of the food chain, and now he had the honor of witnessing the transition of guardian dragons; who knows, perhaps even the guardian dragons would serve him. Although the help was limited, just a little help was enough. This laid a good foundation for the future.
The Red Dragon Queen and Green Dragon Queen exchanged glances, revealing expressions of 'as expected'.
Even if Deathwing changed for the better, he could not lead the Black Dragonflight. The previously problematic black dragons were mostly dead; now with a new leader, the remaining black dragons could still provide some assistance; having one more person was certainly better than having one less.
Meanwhile, Deathwing was quite calm; power lost could be sought again. However, if a person goes mad, then there is truly no hope. The group arrived at the Creator's Platform, their first glimpse of Titan relics. Even Alexstrasza found it somewhat shocking; the technology here remained advanced even after tens of thousands of years. The dragons had developed for so long, yet made little progress.
"The new leader of the Black Dragonflight, the Guardian of the Earth, will be taken over by Onyxia," Nablya said straight forwardly, showing no respect for the several guardian dragons.
At The Creator's Platform or even in Un'goro Crater, even if Loken himself came, he would not be able to do much to her; the advantages of fighting on home turf were indeed very clear.
"Is this the will of the Titans?" Deathwing asked to confirm.
"It is," Nablya answered resolutely.
"I have one condition." Deathwing said while turning to Arthas. "Your Highness. Please marry Onyxia as your wife, and I will agree to let her become the new guardian dragon. I will unreservedly give her all my power and wealth. As for me, I will follow my brother to atone; perhaps you can also help in resurrecting Sindragosa." Deathwing suddenly said. Presenting his daughter to Arthas like this; what were his intentions?