Rewinding time slightly to the day of the "Divine Descent."
The golden-red rift that tore through space above Sendarra completely closed.
Obsidion, accompanied by two Blue Dragons, Senergos and Rabisargos, returned to Dragonblight.
The biting cold wind, mixed with snowflakes, howled across this white desert.
Giant fossilized dragon spinal columns pierced through the ice, pointing towards the lead-grey sky.
Obsidion landed on a relatively flat ice field, and the light flames steamed wisps of white vapor from the snow.
His very presence dispelled the severe cold and snow in a small area, creating a tranquil and peaceful zone.
Senergos landed opposite him, relatively small in size but still considered enormous.
The old Blue Dragon calmly watched Obsidion, who was deep in thought.
The one who descended here was, of course, not Obsidion's true body, but a newly created "Light" avatar.
He didn't even descend upon Sendarra to answer Rielian's prayers.
He simply decided, after dealing with Rabisargos's disappearance, that it was time to end the overly long Sendarra script.
What he didn't expect was that the council leader named Gilvaradin could still give him a surprise before his death.
The sacrificial summoning activated by Gilvaradin could at most summon a mid-level demon.
This was completely unworthy of Obsidion's personal intervention, and quite boring.
So, at the moment the ritual was completed, he very subtly "helped" out.
First, he strengthened the energy flow of the summoning, then fine-tuned its nature, upgrading it from a regular demon summoning to a mandatory conscription order for sufficiently powerful individuals.
Because it was a forced summoning, beings like Archimonde, Kil'jaeden, and certainly Sargeras, were not on the summoning list at all.
It would only summon demons weaker than them.
Obsidian also didn't expect that a single draw would yield a miracle - an "SSR" Pit Lord Mannoroth.
Archimonde's right-hand man, the culprit who led the orcs to drink demon blood.
The chaotic primal force carried by Mannoroth was an even greater surprise; its rich and pure concentration far exceeded expectations, roughly estimated to be close to 1% of the total.
This number slightly surprised him, but on second thought, it was within reason.
The bulk of the entire Burning Legion's chaotic primal force was firmly held by the Dark Titan Sargeras, who monopolized at least 50%.
The remaining pie was more or less split, with Archimonde and Kil'jaeden, the two lieutenants, each taking about 10%.
So, for Mannoroth, as Archimonde's top enforcer, to possess 1%, was entirely logical.
More importantly, this action did not merely obliterate Mannoroth in the material plane.
With a phantom grip of his dragon claws, the 1% of chaotic primal force within the Pit Lord, along with its core essence as a demon, was cleanly and decisively stripped away by Obsidion, then packaged and taken away.
This meant that unless Obsidion nodded, Mannoroth would never be able to resurrect in the Twisting Nether.
Thinking of Mannoroth's crucial role in the future of the Warcraft universe – he was the Burning Legion's commander-in-chief in the invasion of Draenor, the corrupter of the orc bloodline – Obsidion couldn't suppress the smirk at the corner of his mouth.
However, to implement this plan, meticulous preparation was necessary.
Although the possibility was minuscule, Mannoroth was still a being who might directly face Sargeras, so he had to maintain a high degree of caution.
Putting this plan aside, he looked at the divine panel that had been constantly alarming him:
Divine Name: Obsidion·Nexus·Lin
Alignment: Lawful Neutral Domains: Shadow / Dragon / Protection / Knowledge / War / Order / Light Divine Title: Flame Keeper Avatar: Lin Mo (Dragon) / Ekseltus (Dragon) / Light Divinity Level: 6
Challenge Rating: 38
Divine Emblem: Obsidian Dragon's Eye Believers: 2,558 (Click for detailed data)
Faith Strength: Stable ++
Divine Realm: Serakhen (Divine Kingdom)
Blessing Authority: Level 5 Open (Highest professional level for clergy is 15)
Path to Enhancement: ① Divine Power Advancement ② Ancient Dragon Path ③ Seize Primal Force Obtained Primal Force: Life (minuscule), Shadow (minuscule), Chaos (small)
The numbers on the panel clearly displayed the rich rewards brought by the "Sendarra Conquest."
His Divinity Level rose by two, and the number of believers surged from three digits to several thousand.
Several other believers also provided faith power close to that of devout believers, but it was very unstable.
It was understandable, after all, this faith was forcibly established through a clever scheme.
This kind of thing was like pulling up seedlings to help them grow; it felt good, but the side effects were quite obvious.
Fortunately, the matter of Sendarra was not too troublesome; simply returning the Saintess to them should resolve the issue.
Most importantly, a glaring, evil green representing chaos appeared in the Primal Force section.
Although the total amount was still small, combined with Mannoroth's essence, it could become a chess piece for Obsidion to insert into the Burning Legion, its value immeasurable.
"Still somewhat interesting," Obsidion evaluated internally, not ecstatic, but undoubtedly very satisfied with the result.
It seemed like he had been thinking for a long time, but for a god, processing this amount of information took only a few breaths.
"Emberglow Dragon Your Excellency," a calm and deep voice broke the brief silence first.
"The 'good show' you spoke of has ended. You have displayed your power, and I have understood your might. May I inquire if we can continue—?"
Senergos's gaze swept over Obsidion, carrying a hint of imperceptible scrutiny.
Twelve days ago, returning to Northrend to visit his old friend Malygos, he unexpectedly found Rabisargos at the edge of the Moonlit Forest.
Senergos remembered clearly that Rabisargos was one of the Blue Dragons borrowed by Neltharion years ago under the guise of a "special mission."
He hadn't seen Rabisargos in over ten thousand years.
Senergos was eager to know what Rabisargos had experienced during his long years of disappearance.
Did he also know why Deathwing betrayed the Five-colored Dragon?
So, Senergos somewhat forcefully took Rabisargos away.
However, no matter how Senergos questioned, even using magic, Rabisargos refused to speak.
Just as Senergos was about to lose patience, Obsidion appeared.
Neither of them intended to fight, so after a tense standoff for a while, he began to try to extract information through conversation.
Senergos first subtly inquired about Rabisargos's experiences over the years.
Obsidion, without any concealment, fully disclosed the matters of the Forbidden Isolated Island.
Immediately after, Obsidion, without giving Senergos much time to think, proposed a trade—a significant trade concerning the future fate of the Blue Dragonflight.
But the specific contents of the trade were not yet stated, and Obsidion, on the pretext of "watching a good show," requested the two Blue Dragons to accompany him.
This sudden turn of events caused Senergos a hint of displeasure.
Was it a negotiation tactic? A show of force? Or was this Emberglow Dragon demonstrating his ability to dominate everything?
Senergos couldn't be sure, but he knew that in the face of absolute power and the trade proposed by the other party, he needed to maintain patience.
Now, the "show" at Sendarra had concluded.
Senergos believed it was time to return to the main topic.
"So," Senergos's dragon tail drew a deep mark in the snow, his tone calm but containing an undeniable implication, "regarding the resurrection of Sindragosa, what do you require of me?"
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