"Nozdormu's reaction was a bit slow."

On the balcony of the lonely castle in the dead world, the great lord said to the shadow standing next to him:

"But that old dragon can react on its own, so we don't need to remind it. Time is a wonderful thing."

Shadow didn't pay attention to the leader's emotion because she was very busy now.

She is directing her agents to clear away the corpses of four huge eternal dragons lying outside the Castle of Solitude in the wilderness of the Dead World.

The largest eternal dragon that attacked the Cave of Time was only over 30 meters long. It was an adult dragon, but it lurked in the time stream of the dead world and tried to "assassinate" Tyrion. The smallest one was 90 meters long.

The largest one can even be compared with the Dragon King.

Obviously, these are the real masters of the Eternal Dragon Legion. Under the protection of time, they can be immune to the erosion of the power of the dead world, but they underestimated the strength of the great lord, or in other words, the great lord did not take them seriously at all.

.

In the ridiculous assassination just now, the High Lord didn't even take action. Deathwing and the Scourge Knights tore these four daring Eternal Dragon madmen into pieces in just 2 minutes.

"Send the body to Nefarian. My Dragon Chapter Lord is trying to fuse the keel and the machine together. I believe he will give me a surprise in the end."

Tyrion himself didn't feel much about the assassination. He didn't care what happened just now. He said to Shadow:

"Help me reply to the old Dragon King's letter and ask him to do whatever he needs to do. The Eternal Dragons are just a bunch of meaningless bugs. They can't interfere with my destiny."

"Um?"

Shadow looked at her leader in confusion and asked:

"Can you already travel through the timeline? Can you protect yourself?"

"No, I can't touch time yet."

The great lord shook his head:

"That is the highest realm of arcane magic, but I don't need to worry about the 'disruption' of the eternal dragon. The moment I merge into death, I am already beyond time, unless Sargeras personally merges into the timeline and returns to

Go ahead and destroy my destiny, otherwise the eternal dragons alone will not be able to affect me. Death and arcane magic are equal."

"Maybe they really don't affect you."

Shadow said in a cold and rational voice:

"But they can do other things to interfere with you, such as the Blood Matron, the Death Lords, and your mother. Nozdormu personally guards your time trajectory and has his own thoughts. I think this

It is appropriate and necessary.”

Shadow's guess caused a cold light to flash in the great lord's right eye, and he nodded slightly:

"Well, what you said makes sense, but I was too careless."

"Over there, let the old Dragon King watch the time and thank it for me."

Shadow nodded, turned around and was about to leave. After she took a few steps, the big lord suddenly said:

"Nozdormu said, how many Eternal Dragons did my little friend Chromie kill with his ray gun?"

"Well, yes, great lord."

Shadow looked at the notes in her hand and said:

"Ms. Chromie herself confessed that three months ago, she used her ability to travel through time to steal a set of ray gun launchers from our weapons arsenal on the seabed. She just thought it was more fun.

But there is no doubt that this thing saved her life today, but according to the armament regulations of the Dark Blade Legion, the ray gun is not allowed to be exported. Do you need me to recycle that ray gun?"

"Recycle? No."

The High Lord placed his hand on the railing of the balcony of the Fortress of Solitude and whispered:

"In my personal name, I would like to send 200 sets of ray guns to the time hunters of the Bronze Dragon Legion as a gift."

"I still need their help with a small matter, don't you think, Nasa, those Eternal Dragons are too annoying?"

Shadow did not hesitate. As the secret affairs officer who had followed the Great Lord for the longest time, she immediately understood what the Great Lord really meant. She nodded and said softly:

"I understand. I will arrange it."

The doomsday war is getting closer and closer.

World Observer Algalon sent back the final intelligence. Sargeras is less than 10 days away from the Azeroth sector. The war is almost about to break out. In the entire world of Azeroth, there is a huge war.

The large-scale civilian transfer has also entered the final stage.

Through the Dark Portal standing on the border of the Federation, children under the age of 14, regardless of race or civilization, were sent into the safe world of Draenor, where several civilizations had already

After receiving corresponding orders, they will do their best to take good care of these children.

The Great Lord also stationed a combat-effective legion in that world, commanded by the trustworthy Death Lord Serent Firewing, who was also the last Death Lord who had not yet converted to a heroic spirit. He shouldered his own mission.

It is Tyrion's last backup for Azeroth.

If the fate of the world of Azeroth is lucky, these children will be able to return home in a few months.

If the world of Azeroth is not lucky enough, then these children will have to live in this strange world and live as remnants of the world of Azeroth.

Naturally, this process is not smooth sailing, and it is always accompanied by some sour pain.

Although the Azeroth Civilization Alliance Command has notified the entire world of the demon's attack and the doomsday war, to be honest, most civilians do not have such a high level of ideological consciousness and want to coexist and die with this world.

Especially when watching their children being taken to unknown places, anyone will feel desolate and angry.

But in fact, even if the high command had good intentions and wanted to send all civilians to Draenor, that small world simply cannot bear so many creatures, not to mention there is not enough time.

Therefore, in extraordinary times, extraordinary measures must be taken.

After nearly 1.33 million restless guys were arrested around the world on the charge of "nuisance to order" and all of them were thrown into the Argus battlefield, the order of the world was at least restored to stability on the surface. After the doomsday crisis,

Next, the high command used fists to silence those who were dissatisfied.

But anyone with a brain knows that this enforced order of peace won't last long.

Undercurrents are surging in invisible places, and there are also some lunatics who are afraid of the world being unstable. In one month at most, serious civil strife will inevitably break out in the world under high pressure. It will be a horrific disaster.

It will plunge all civilization into a storm of chaos.

But the problem is that this world does not have one month left. According to the results of the Ethereal Fleet's reconnaissance, the terrifying war will break out in at most 15 days.

When the demons come to the world with the wrath of Sargeras, as long as they still have a little rational thinking, these people who seem a little restless now will know what to do, and a huge number of weapons are already in place around the world.

, will also be distributed at that time to the people who have clearly seen the situation. They have to fight, and they must fight.

Or, he can only die in sorrow and as a coward.

In real chaos and disaster, power and dictatorship can always bring enough security to confused and fearful people.

However, this kind of coercive method, which seems like collective madness, is also beneficial. Once the world of Azeroth can survive the doomsday war, then after peace comes, the originally loose alliance of this world can easily be truly

Kneaded into a rope.

People who have fought together will always have some real friendship.

"Wow, wow"

On the red land of Kalimdor, on the coast of Durotar, Warchief Thrall, who did not wear plate armor but wore traditional shaman robes, stood by the sea, carrying the Hammer of Doom on his back.

The shaman's blue eyes were looking at the endless sea in front of him.

He can see many things.

On this empty sea, there are many things that ordinary people cannot see. Those elements that are floating on the sea, those restless and restless elements, they also feel the melody of the war that is about to start, and the melody of the whole world.

The elemental power is abnormally active, like a pot of boiling water that is about to boil out and engulf everything.

Thrall's ten fingers hung naturally by his side. As long as he closed his eyes, he could clearly feel the earth under his feet and the power contained in the earth.

Thrall even felt that he could create a real mountain range in the sea in front of him just by waving his fingers. And he only needed to snap his fingers, and the entire land of Durotar would be driven by his will.

was torn apart easily.

earth

He has mastered the power of the earth, and he can even blend into it.

But this is not a free blessing, it is a responsibility, a mission, and a heavy mission.

"Sal!"

Behind Thrall, Dranosh Saurfang, who was riding a wolf and carrying a battle ax, called his brother's name. The strong young orc jumped off the wolf and strode towards Thrall.

Well, the Kor'kron guards who specially protected the warchief did not stop Dranosh from walking and allowed him to walk to Thrall.

"You called me here in such a hurry."

Dranosh stood with Thrall. He looked at his brother and asked:

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes, yes."

Thrall felt the heavy power dispersed in every cell of his body, the power that belonged to the earth, and he whispered:

"I want you to be the next Warchief."

"What?"
To be continued...