Time is not an independent property, but a reference factor.

Time is space, and the two are just different expressions of the same thing.

Only by understanding this can we understand the nature of the flow of time.

A simple example.

For a distance of 1,000 kilometers, if your speed per unit time is 1 kilometer, then you can complete the movement from the starting point A to the end B in a thousand unit time, and this 1,000 unit time is the reference scale of your journey.

And it itself is meaningless, only by spreading it over this distance of 1,000 kilometers can you specify your movement. And the displacement that occurs in this space is concretized, and this period becomes "history".

History has nothing to do with time, the participants are only people and things.

With a little brain, it is not difficult to understand that time is just a word created out of thin air by the intelligent race in order to facilitate self-knowledge and understanding.

The process of development and change of things has nothing to do with time, and time lags behind this process.

In the same thousand kilometers, when your speed reaches a thousand kilometers per unit of time, then for someone who has a speed of only one kilometer per unit of time, you are the god of time.

You can appear out of thin air at the start of the finish line in front of him, one moment you can make a face at him, and the next you can go behind him and kick him sideways.

This is the essence of time, a coefficient of contrasting references, dependent on spatial existence.

This is also the biggest secret of the bronze dragon, the flow of time is attached to the existence of the jade dream. It is only by relying on the spatial attributes of the Emerald Dream that are both independent of Azeroth and interconnected that the Bronze Dragon has the ability to travel through the flow of time.

But with the exception of the Bronze Dragon King Nozdom, almost all Bronze Dragons do not understand this principle.

Carlos walked through the Emerald Dream Realm, followed the guidance of his heart, and unconsciously walked into the vortex of the flow of time.

The past, the future, countless things that have happened, what has not happened, what is about to happen, and what is about to happen, a summary of all possibilities.

Suddenly, the word copy came to Carlos' mind.

Countless Azeroth, Gianna, the Lich Queen, Hogg the Gnoll, Illidan, Lord of Light, ......

The truth of the Great Enchantment of Azeroth is that in the enclosed space, the Titans confuse the process of how things develop.

Azeroth is a huge testing ground.

Countless possibilities, through continuous self-evolution, to find the final solution.

Well...... Is the answer 42?

After a moment of silence, Carlos left the 42 stalk behind.

This is really amazing, how did you break through the layers of blockade and get here?

As a three-dimensional creature, how do you achieve the time flow that can theoretically be set foot in a five-dimensional creature?

Carlos no longer understood what was in front of him.

But he didn't need to understand, because everything about him was a predetermined process, and through means that he couldn't detect, some information factors that didn't exist in the world of Azeroth were dialysed out of his soul and merged into the flow of time, bringing with him an ancient call.

Wake up, Almansour!

It was also at this moment, the thoughts that had been suppressed lingered in his heart, and Carlos finally remembered the key problem ———— system that was deliberately ignored?!

After escaping from Delano Akmond, he seems to have forgotten the existence of the system.

No, it's not a simple forgetting, but the system has been deleted.

And at this moment, leilaleila, the system is here again.

But before Carlos could think about it, a huge suction force began to drag his soul.

In a trance, Carlos saw the huge dragon form, the dark swirling minions, and all kinds of strange lights, and then, he felt tired.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a big ugly and handsome face in front of me.

"Cenarius?!"

"Kudos to Elune, you're finally awake."

"What am I?"

Without any superfluous explanation, Cenarius grabbed Carlos and put it on his back, and immediately branches and vines fixed Carlos's body.

Then Cenarius began to gallop through the wilderness.

"What happened?"

Carlos's memory was a little confused, and his intelligence was only about seventy-nine for a while, and the whole person was confused.

"You rest for a while, and then I'll send you out."

Cenarius's attention was not on Carlos, but on his surroundings.

You run and shake like this, I'll rest for a while?

Carlos's IQ recovered quickly, and he had regained his ability to complain in a short period of time.

So, one person and one deer, fell into silence for a while.

Carlos recalled, and Cenarius was on guard.

Although the atmosphere was very tense, there were no accidents along the way, so there was a bang, as if going to a supermarket and passing by the wind curtain at the door, what was different in the world.

Then, Cenarius opened Carlos pine to the ground.

"Don't move around here, I'll go back as soon as I go."

After giving the instructions, Cenarius cast a spell with both hands, opened a portal, and walked inside.

Then, as the wind was messy, Carlos felt as if he was a generation shorter, and when he looked around, he found himself in an empty prairie.

The lawn underfoot, through the change of shades of color, forms a symbol with a wonderful one.

The sky was blue and the air was filled with sweet smells.

This is a dish to cook...... Ahh

"Emerald Dream...... Is it? ”

"That's right, this is the Emerald Dreamland."

“！！！”

Carlos turned his head blindly, and Cenarius was already standing behind him.

It's really ghostly, and I didn't go back......

"I know you, the King of Mortals."

"I know you, son of the luna, Cenarius."

blurted out the words, and Carlos immediately knew that something was wrong.

It's no secret that Cenarius is Malon's child, it's recorded in the book, but the fact that Cenarius is the son of Elune doesn't have a long life to know.

Suffer!

Just sober, my brain is not good, I talk nonsense, and something is going to happen!!

But contrary to Carlos's expectations, Cenarius was not surprised that he knew about the son of the luna, and he didn't even bother to ask.

"How could you enter the Emerald Dream Realm in the flesh, this is an extremely dangerous thing."

Cenarius asked.

"I ...... I don't know. ”

It's not that I don't know why, but I don't know how to say it.

Everything was so bizarre that Carlos could only omit some of the things that could not be said, and chose the rest of what could be said, and explained the matter roughly.

"Chromie...... Bronze Dragon...... Well, it doesn't seem strange to have something to do with them. Let's talk about the specifics, I'll send you out now. ”

Like the Matrix, four huge portals rise out of nowhere, mountains and rivers suddenly appear, and birds and flowers come as soon as they say.

It's just ...... Let there be light.

Cenarius casts a small spell and Carlos becomes a bouncing little treeman, and then Cenarius summons a team of treemen and the Laughter Sisters to infiltrate Carlos and walk into one of the portals.

Walking out of the portal, many dragonmen of the Green Dragon Legion were guarding around, and a green dragon bowed his head to greet Cenarius when he spotted him, and then said something in dragon language, Cenarius replied with a few words, and then left directly.

After walking for about half an hour, Cenarius watched his surroundings warily, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are still some troubles to be put to rest, I won't escort you away, my children will protect you back to human society, so don't leave it at that."

With that, Cenarius disappeared from Carlos' field of vision with an unscientific speed.

"Uh...... Where is this? ”

"Hinterland."

A dryad answers Carlos's question.

Hinterland.

Carlos looked up at the sky, where the dream began.