For the big-flowered cat hanging from the tree, the loli that suddenly appeared in front of it without warning startled it and violated its dignity as a predator at the top of the food chain...... And for Loria, how could there be a leopard in this kind of mixed coniferous and broad-leaved forest!

     Loria, who each felt threatened by each other, and the flower cat fell into a strange game that made people grin their teeth together - if you kill each other, you can ensure that you are in a fairly safe position, if you ignore the other party, although you will not be detected by the undead, but the threat is always there...... Of course, there is also the possibility of alarming the undead because of the fight, and then dying together.

    Should we maximize our own interests or try to avoid risks? If we choose to coexist peacefully, will the other party really not sneak attack?

    In the case of their own lives, simple game strategies have become difficult to choose, red eyes and yellow eyes look at each other vigilantly, and they do nothing...... In addition to silently baring their teeth at each other.

    Loria and the big cat froze in the tree until dusk, and the ghouls and zombies passing under the tree moved slowly to the north, and no one paid attention to the man and cat lurking in the dense canopy.

    The leopard grinned its furry three-petal mouth, licked its teeth, and yawned softly, except for Loria, who never left the distance...... It was a clever cat, it didn't purr threateningly or attack, and it knew that the army of dead people below was more terrifying than the threat in front of it...... The long confrontation seemed to have yielded some trust, and it gave up its attacking stance, moving back a little to get away from Loria, and then pressed its white belly against the branch.

    After hesitating, Loria also relaxed her tight petite body and slowly put her weapon back. After a few moments, she slowly took a few pieces of jerky from her bag and handed one of them to the leopard...... The cat didn't seem to think about poisoning. After sniffing a little, he latched on to the jerky and held it down with his paw. Feast on it.

    Well, as long as we share food, we are good friends.

    At least they are good friends who don't bite and tear each other.

    When night came, Lori and the cat both chose a cooperative strategy, and although they were still wary of each other, the atmosphere was no longer as restless and dangerous as it had been at first...... The moon was half-hidden in the clouds, and they all squinted on the branches, trying not to look down - night vision animals always reflected light at night, and no one wanted the undead under the tree to notice their red/green eyes.

    Loria suddenly felt the urge to touch the big cat's head. You know, this fluffy cat head is always hard to handle...... She eventually resisted her impulses, not only because leopards were never as docile as domestic cats, but also because she was never a likable animal.

    The undead passing under the trees gradually thinned out, and by the time the moon rose in the sky, the ghouls were almost extinct, leaving only a handful of staggering zombies dragging their shattered bodies forward as usual.

     Where did these spirits come from?

    Loria finally had time to think about the reason for the sudden appearance of such a large-scale natural disaster, and she only guessed one possibility, and that was the return of Arthas from Kalimdor to the continent of Lordaeron...... The combined forces of Night Elves, Orcs, and Humans must have repelled the Burning Legion's invasion in Mount Hyjal, with the death of Akmund. The natural calamity, which had been controlled by the Burning Legion, also began to become rebellious...... The Scourge left behind the demon army that remained on the continent of Kalimdor and returned to Lordaeron alone.

    Just as Loria was maliciously speculating about the Burning Legion's relationship with the Scourge, she suddenly felt a wave of vertigo. She almost fell from a tree—the sense of inversion grew stronger, and she felt more and more that she could not bear the whole world, as if she would be thrown out at any moment, and gradually, she even felt that her time had slowed down—and in contrast, the movements of the big cat not far away seemed to be slower, and she could even clearly see the way its fur swayed slowly when it was blown by the wind.

    The deviation of time became more and more obvious, and by the time Loria finally realized that Qiē was not her own delusion, her own time had become very slow—like spending a second of time by herself. It was as if several seconds had passed, and every qiē seemed extremely slow. The sluggish zombies under the tree seemed even slower, making Loria anxious for no reason. She even wanted to jump off and push the dead forward.

    With a thrust of her arms, Loria allowed herself to slide down the tree, swearing that she was about to hit the ground when the cat, which was supposed to be known for its cleverness, noticed that she was gone—the benefit of her slower time was that her relative speed had increased to an incredible level.

    Loria didn't understand why this strange phenomenon was happening to her, but she knew it wouldn't last long - she was about to be pushed back into the past by the nervous force of time, so why not use this chance gift to complete the damn trial?

    A few leaves that had been shaken off by Loria's movements were still floating in the air, as if they would never fall to the ground, and its broken body was disintegrated by the pitch-black blade before a nearby zombie noticed a living person falling behind it.

    "The Power of Time...... It's wonderful!"

    Loria sighed, as if she had just realized how powerful the bronze dragon really was.

    The unexpected gift gave her the power to be called a trick, and she directly increased her speed several times on the basis of her own agility, and the natural disasters and undead around her were no longer her nightmares, they were like slow puppets that could only be slaughtered by her.

    1, 2, 3, 4, 5...... Bringing down a scourge was a simple process for Loria to walk through, slash with her sword, and then get it done, and she thought of the words that the bronze dragons who controlled time often said - such as the idea that everything would die before eternity...... For the first time, Loria felt that this was actually very accurate.

    “……”

    The scattered undead around her were easily wiped out by her, and after standing silently for a while, Loria made a decision.

    She walked in the direction of the main road, where she was sure to find the main force of the Scourge Legion, and maybe some banner or something to mark her Arthas.

    Miss Loria remembers the impact she had every time she traveled into the past - the riot of time would drag everything around her down the path of ruin.

    Alsace ...... Will it stand the test of millennia?

    Miss Loria giggled at the thought of the crispy bones crumbling and sand in the wind. (To be continued)

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