Whether it's a space opera or a golden spirit, the closer you get to the source of power, the more you can feel the horror of your will.

This is also Medivan's biggest experience in the more than 3,000 years of wandering in the astral plane———— rubbing fireballs can't save Azeroth.

Whether you stay on the sidelines or throw yourself into it crying blood and screaming, as long as you escape the whirlpool alive and calm down and think, you can always come to such a conclusion.

In the dark, there is a living and mysterious will that governs the course of events.

With the Pantheon and the Burning Legion in their 10,000-year-long all-out war, the spark of civilization that once flourished is gradually extinguishing.

No living individual of any race can stand up to the Burning Legion or the Pantheon.

Medivan can't do it, I'm afraid the moon god can't do it, and even more so those Void Evil Gods or the super lifeforms of the material universe.

The duel between order and chaos, under the beacon sword soldiers, there are only ruins and burning stars.

In the process of recounting the past, Medivin keenly discovered a problem.

"The original Titans, led by Almansur, disappeared all at once. Except for Agrama who is still fighting on the front line, all the Nogannons and Gogones that you bronze dragons are familiar with. These primordial Titans, regardless of what kind of title they have such as God of Magic, Lord of Life, etc., are all illusions. I've checked the information, and all of them can fight, and there is no such thing as a non-combat profession. Almansur has been crisscrossing the universe for three million years, wandering around the Twisted Void like a kiln, and there can be waste by his side? Where are these people, why is only one Agrama still fighting on the front line. ”

"Well, how do I know, I'm still young, less than a thousand years old, and your doubts in the primeval era don't match my chosen major."

Chromie stared at Medivan speechlessly.

Although it was a pleasure to hear some secrets from the astral mage, the information was too hot for Chromie, who had just escaped the constraints of Azeroth's gravity, to answer at all.

"I know the secret inside your dragons, the prophecy of Dragontwilight."

"This is impossible, in addition to our bronze dragon, the other four-colored dragon clan only knows about the dragon king and the top part of the dragon, how are you ......"

"My mom told me."

"Your mother...... Ms. Egwen...... Well, you go on, I'll listen. ”

For the last guardian who has been rampant in Azeroth for more than 800 years, Chromie has no temper, after all, she has also been beaten by Egwen, the big guy wants to know about the information about the dragon's twilight, it is indeed not difficult, find a high-ranking dragon to extract a confession, not to mention that Egwene has a close relationship with the blue dragon clan, and there are rumors that the blue dragon king Malygos once sent an invitation to Egwen, hoping that she would change her life form and become the authority of the dragon to take charge of the blue dragon dragon.

If the message is true, emmmmmmm......

Chromie gave Medivan a malicious look, his face unclear.

Medivan then struck Croria on the head with the staff in his hand.

"Ouch~~~"

"I don't know what you're thinking, but I know it must be something rude, be serious, there's not much time for small talk."

Aren't we all gossiping all the way?

If Chromie hadn't clearly understood that he couldn't beat the astral mage in front of him, he would definitely eat him, definitely!

"The point is not in the prophecy of Dragontwilight itself, but in the god who made it, Al-Mansur."

Chromie thought about it along with Medivan's train of thought, and then said.

"My King Nozdom once said that the Father of the Gods led him through the rivers of time, taught him how to control the use of the power of time, and showed him the Dragon's Twilight, telling him that it was inevitable."

Medivan snapped his fingers crisply, and there were bursts of echoes in the empty battleship control room.

Medivan laughed excitedly.

"This is it!"

"Huh?!"

Chromie had no idea.

"While countless lessons warn us not to speculate on the power of God, there is an obvious logical problem here."

"What do you mean?"

"Time."

"Huh?"

Chromie wondered, Medivan was going to discuss time with his bronze dragon?

In terms of strength, he is not the opponent of the astral mage, and in terms of the perception of time, what is Maddie's diploma!

Chromie suddenly became excited.

Then, a basin of cold water was splashed.

"After I took the Titan's advanced control, I immediately checked the consultation about the Pantheon. Regarding the records of several Great Expeditions, the Titans did not set the highest authority, so I found a problem. ”

What's the difference between this and my uncle's work in XXX, what about the time to discuss it!

Chromie could only listen honestly.

"The timing is not right."

Medivan nodded to himself satisfied

"On the occasion of the suppression of the Elemental Realm, Almansur did walk with Sargeras, the unlucky one, called ...... Ahshaji, yes, the ancient god of Ahshaji, was arrogant enough to challenge the power of Almansur, the father of the gods, and was directly strangled to death by Almansur with one arm. This is something that is clearly documented in the Pantheon Database. ”

"So what?"

Chromie had a vague understanding, but he couldn't grasp the point.

"Then Almansour and Sargeras are gone."

"Huh?!"

"Your guardian dragons are the life forms that were transformed when the Titans' patrol came to Azeroth for the second time."

"How did I not know!"

"And that time, Almansour certainly didn't go to Azeroth."

"This ......"

"Because Sargeras has fallen."

Medivan trembled slightly, it was the great self-satisfaction brought about by the superiority of intelligence.

"The prophecy of Dragon's Twilight itself means nothing to me, the important thing is to tell the prophecy of the person. If you bronze dragons didn't lie, and Nozdom didn't make up lies, what can you think of from this? ”

"Almansur, the father of the gods, left his doppelganger in Azeroth...... Moreover...... The Father of the Gods never left Azeroth. ”

Chromie felt her soul tremble.

"This is impossible, the Pantheon records clearly record that Al-Mansur left Azeroth."

"That ......"

Medivan spread out his palms, and something was seriously flashing away in Chromie.

"What I took out of that little friend's soul."

"What is it?"

"A small echo of power."

"Echoes of power?"

"A small piece of old, high-ranking power echoes."

"You suspect it belongs to the Pantheon?"

"Probably, it was with it that I agreed to Naru's request. Only this level of power can temporarily activate a deceased ancestor Naru. ”

"You're stealing, you're robbing!"

"Don't don't, it's a premium exchange, you see, I didn't hurt Carlos's little friend at all, not only did I satisfy all his intellectual curiosity, but I also gave him all the back hands I left in Azeroth, I lost a lot, okay?"

“……”

When he encounters someone who is even more shameless than himself, Chromie can't beat him, and he can't say that he can't win, and he feels uncomfortable.

Titan Technology, shocking, noisy, Karazan has approached the predetermined star field, and will soon be able to enter the dark universe space through the coordinates given by Adar.

At this time, an alarm sounded at the starship terminal.

"Warning, warning, the Burning Legion starship has been spotted a light-year away! Warning, warning, the discovery of the Burning Legion starship a light year away! ”