In the desolate Silysus, wind and sand are the eternal theme.

The once thundering drums of war had dissipated into the howling winds, and all traces of the existence of the two armies that had terrified the dragons had been swallowed up by the desert.

Chromie stroked the bones of his comrades and let out a lonely sigh.

Three thousand six hundred years ago, when the Zara Worms made a comeback from the underground, the Night Elves had just completed the reshaping of the social order, and Malfurion's Druid Way represented the interests of the majority of the Night Elf civilian class over the interests of Darth Marael and other high-class Elven Arcanists.

So, at that time, Cadore had lost all of its arcane magic.

Although it can be regarded as a peaceful breakup, the departure of Darsmaris and other former high-level elves who have experienced the battle of the Well of Eternity has really weakened the war strength of the Night Elves.

Otherwise, how can the insects be turned upside down.

Otherwise, the bronze dragon would not have fully intervened in this war.

Although the red dragon and the blue dragon were also involved, the main force of that war was actually the bronze dragon.

As a person who has experienced it firsthand, even Chromie, who has witnessed countless injuries, still haunts the shouts of killing in his ears.

This is the phantom pain from war.

The bronze dragon did not fail to foresee the end of the moment.

On the contrary, it is because they have seen the end that the Guardians of Time are committed to maintaining the balance of Azeroth.

For example, the pathos of Nomorigan, such as the tragedy of Stratholme.

What seems right now, after the erosion of time, may not become the cornerstone of beauty, which is a congenital defect of the short-sightedness of the mortal species.

But in the future of the extinct Azeroth, Chromie discovers that even the guardian dragon has not escaped that flaw.

In the end, what is wrong, what is wrong, why everything that should be done is done, and our world will still usher in such an end to the end.

Chromie had forgotten the last time she had been in this confusion.

But this time is different from any of the previous ones.

The Bronze Dragon is only the guardian of time, not the master of time, and the divine power of the Bronze Dragon Legion comes from the Dragon King Nozdom, which must be remembered.

One of the most important reasons why the bronze dragon is still performing its duties in an orderly manner despite the disappearance of the dragon king's body for many years is that this divine power from the dragon king has not disappeared.

The great Nozdom foresaw many, many dangers, and Chromie took part in them several times to avert them.

But this time was different, and what Chromie witnessed was something that Nozdom had not foreseen.

So it can be concluded that this time———— time is not on Chromie's side.

Having lost his greatest reliance, his prophetic powers, Chromie must rely on his own wisdom to get through it.

So she came to Silisus.

What is so different about the world in which this time stream is located?

Chromie couldn't figure it out.

That Carlos. Barov is doing his best to stop the undead scourge from happening, and while it seems that doing so will allow humanity to preserve more strength, the curse rooted in human flesh and blood will not be able to resist the whispers of the Old Gods when the Elder Gods are freed.

Without the help of the Burning Legion, the Elder Gods were able to exterminate all living beings.

Stupidity!

The greatest significance of the Scourge of the Dead is to fight against the Elder Gods.

That's why it's important to have a Lich King.

Only legions of the undead who have forgotten themselves and legions of flesh infected with the plague of the Scourge can fight against the corruption of the Elder Gods.

Only the Lich King, who controls everything, can stand up to the Elder Gods who have broken free.

The same sleeplessness, the same calculating, the same callousness, the Lich King was born the nemesis of the Elder Gods.

If the undead disaster is prevented, this world will inevitably be destroyed at the hands of the ancient gods in less than fifty years.

This is the conclusion that the Bronze Dragon has come to after observing countless worldlines, and only the Lich King can truly fight against the Elder Gods.

But the end of this worldline shattered Chromie's old understanding.

Then there must have been something going on that Chromie didn't know.

As the largest outlier in the world, all this must be related to Carlos. Barov related.

So Chromie decided to secretly observe for a while before making a decision.

The bones of humans and insects can't withstand the wind and sand, but dragons can.

Chromie leaned on the keel in contemplation, and a tall figure in the wind and sand in the distance gradually approached.

"Brave, long time no see."

"Is that you? I don't miss ...... at all."

"Hey, didn't we have a good time working together before?"

"It's not the first time I've done something for a bronze dragon, and I don't know you as a bronze dragon, and you have a bad reputation, Cromy."

The person who came took off his hood and cloak to block the wind and sand, and it turned out to be Dandema.

Chromie was not happy to hear this.

"Do you treat your great benefactor like this? Don't forget your little daughter-in-law, I'll do it for you! ”

"So it's not for nothing that you have a bad reputation, say it, call me something."

Dandema shook his ears and patted the top of his head, and many tiny grains of sand fell off.

Accepted Vandal. The conscription of the deer helmet, even if there is an envoy, it is not easy to find a reason to meet the bronze dragon Chromie, and Dandema has a lot of effort.

"I want to know about Carlos. Barov's recent intelligence. ”

"Huh? Aren't you bronze dragons all experts in voyeurism, and you still need to ask me to think of a way to use your invincible time flow. ”

Dandermar sneered mercilessly, and raised his vigilance.

"Because of Carlos. Barov is not an enemy, that's why I asked you. ”

"What do you mean?"

Danderma was a little confused.

"Around him, a great conspiracy is taking shape, endangering the whole world."

“…… He was in Eresaras and should be thinking about the withdrawal. ”

"Anything else?"

"Nope."

Chromie jumped off the dragon's arm bone, which was just right to use as a chair cushion, and walked up to Dandemar with small steps, motioning for him to crouch.

Although Danderma was suspicious of Chromie's question about Carlos, he did not doubt the Bronze Dragon's intentions, so he crouched down.

After the detailed explanation with the characteristics of a dwarf, Dandema's eardrums were a little itchy, and his voice was too high-pitched.

"Are you sure?"

Chromie nodded affirmatively.

"I'm sure."

"Alright then, I'll pay attention, it's time to go, it's too late to arouse suspicion."

"Walk slowly, don't send."

“……”

Danderma shook her head uncomfortably, put on her windproof gear again, and turned to leave.

Chromie stayed where he was for two more days and nights.

"The ritual is almost over."

Sensing the change in his magic, Chromie waved his sleeve, revealing the ground covered by the sand and dust, and the magic circle made of dragon bones was already in operation.

"Brothers and sisters, lend me your strength."

Under Chromie's magic summons, in the place where the dragon fell, four dragon spirits responded to Chromie's summons and merged into her body in the same form as Chromie.

"Thank you, my brothers and sisters."

Seeing that no other dragon spirits responded to him, Chromie ended the spellcast.

Enough, that's enough, Chromie thinks he should be able to interfere in the world.

So, she left Silisus and flew north.