"Then..."
Leticia was uncharacteristically hesitant, her mouth opening and closing several times without letting out the words she wanted to say.
"Heh~"
Andreas had raised her for many years; he understood the words stuck in Leticia's throat almost instantly.
Leticia was worried that her bluntness might give the dragonflights a bad impression of Andreas, the man who had raised and taught her. This was why, contrary to her usual self, she didn't dare speak her mind.
"Let me say it."
Andreas smiled and stood up from the table. "Everyone, if I may be blunt—including Malygos, your approach is, at best, a product of an escapist mentality."
Most of the dragons present changed their expressions instantly. Sintharia, however, wore a playful smile, while Onyxia had a hint of hidden worry on her face.
The atmosphere in the room made Onyxia feel as though she were sitting on needles, let alone Andreas, who was the center of everyone's attention.
Arygos urgently winked at Andreas, attempting to stop him from continuing.
"Wait, Arygos."
Eranikus held the Blue Prince back and spoke to Andreas with a serious expression. "Andreas, keep going. I, Eranikus, guarantee that no one will act against you."
He swept a majestic gaze across the surrounding dragon guards of various flights; most of the dragons who met Eranikus's eyes lowered their heads in submission.
"There are some things that are inconvenient for us to discuss within the dragonflights, but it is indeed time to bring them into the light."
Andreas nodded calmly, seemingly unaffected by the immense pressure emanating from his surroundings.
"I do not know what kind of mental state His Majesty Malygos was in when he uttered that warning, but have you all ever considered that it might have just been words spoken in anger?"
"Think about it calmly. If His Majesty Malygos, as the direct object of Sindragosa's hatred, cannot act, shouldn't the other dragons—who claim to be brothers and sisters of the Blue Dragonflight—step up and take this responsibility?"
A cold, mocking smile appeared on Soridormi's face. "You understand nothing. Time is irreversible, and the course of Azeroth's future is fixed. Malygos is destined to..."
"Destined to what?"
Andreas narrowed his eyes and looked at the Bronze Dragon Queen. "Destined to silently endure ten thousand years of pain, only regaining his sanity when the Dragon Soul is destroyed? Destined to be purged by his own sister in the Nexus due to a disagreement in philosophy?"
"Just like the Bronze Dragon King Nozdormu, who is destined to kill his future fallen self, directly determining the time and manner of his own death?"
"You!"
Soridormi's eyes suddenly widened. She looked at Andreas, who had just uttered such shocking words, with pure horror.
"Andreas!"
The usually kind Red Dragon Queen's face darkened. She said word for word, "Do you know what you are saying?"
Andreas chuckled and leaned back in his chair. "I know exactly what I'm saying. If you don't believe me..."
Turning his gaze toward Soridormi, the corners of Andreas's mouth curled up. "Why not ask the Bronze Dragon Queen? She should understand what I mean."
Shing!
Soridormi suddenly pulled out an hourglass flowing with golden sands of time, pointing it at Andreas with a face full of frost.
"Who exactly are you? How can you know the flow of future time?"
Andreas shrugged calmly. Arygos, appearing to see a glimmer of hope for awakening his father in this bizarre situation, stood up with Eranikus to block Soridormi.
The usually bold Leticia was trembling slightly under the intersecting auras of these powerful beings; she quietly slipped behind Andreas and grabbed his coattails, refusing to let go.
After patting the worried Celeste and Leticia to comfort them, Andreas looked at Soridormi with piercing eyes. "Bronze Dragon Queen, do not forget my identity. You didn't think that only the Bronze Dragons, gifted with the Titans' power, possess the ability to peer into time, did you?"
Hehe~
Elune's playful laughter flashed through Andreas's mind. The Moon Goddess, who understood most of Andreas's secrets, indicated that she was sitting comfortably in a higher dimension, watching the show.
The corner of Andreas's mouth twitched imperceptibly; he felt truly powerless to critique this goddess and her mischievous sense of humor.
Soridormi, who usually maintained a cold and detached demeanor, was now full of rage. Under the persuasion of Alexstrasza and the others, she took deep breaths for a long while before finally managing to calm her emotions.
Still with a grim face, Soridormi questioned in a heavy voice, "Are you referring to Elune? Although I don't know what kind of entity she truly is, how can the Moon Goddess possibly be compared to the Great Power of the Titans?"
Andreas smiled without changing his expression. "I don't deny that the Titans are powerful. Controlling the primordial forces of the universe, they indeed possess mighty power that mortals cannot comprehend."
"But the Titans are not invincible."
Andreas extended his index finger and then pointed it downward toward the ground. "The Old God Yogg-Saron, imprisoned beneath Northrend—you all must have heard of him, right?"
The revelations Andreas had dropped earlier were so shocking that his knowledge of the Old Gods didn't seem quite as earth-shattering in comparison.
Alexstrasza nodded solemnly. "The Old Gods, parasites of planets. Even the Titans found it difficult to eliminate them without harming Azeroth, and could only resort to imprisonment."
"Then what if I told you..."
Andreas pulled at the corner of his mouth and continued with his shocking statements. "The Old Gods are merely seeds cast out by their masters. How would you feel about that?"
"What?!"
"Stay calm." Andreas crossed his arms, looking at the horrified crowd with a flat expression. "Didn't I say it? The Titans also have enemies they cannot handle."
"The Void Lords, masters of the Old Gods, who seek to corrupt the entire Great Dark Beyond—the terrifying entities of the universe—with the power of the Void."
Andreas raised his hand and pointed at the moon hanging in the sky. "The name 'Moon Goddess' was merely given to Elune by the Night Elves. The Naaru she creates on a whim can tangle with the Burning Legion for tens of thousands of years. Her true status is at least on the same level as the Void Lords."
"Like the Void Lords, because her status is too high, Elune is not even allowed to enter the physical world."
"Now..."
Andreas spread his hands and asked with a half-smile, "Do you still think Elune is not qualified to be compared with the Titans?"
The room fell into a dead silence. The massive amount of information flooded the brains of every dragon present.
Fortunately, halfway through, Arygos had caught Andreas's signal and cast a spell to seal the small reception hall. If the nearby dragon guards had heard these world-shaking secrets, the entire dragon race might have fallen into chaos.
Hmph hmph~ At least you have good eyes.
Elune's proud laughter echoed in Andreas's mind. Clearly, she was very pleased that her follower had helped her show off in front of the dragons.
"Um..."
Seeing Andreas's "acting cool like the wind" pose, Arygos rubbed his temples helplessly. "What were we originally talking about? How did we get so far off-topic?"