The first invasion of the Burning Legion, Sargeras was only one Well of Eternity away from Azeroth.

In that battle, millions of legion demons came to this planet through the Well of Eternity, and although it was the Night Elves who turned the tide in the mortal written heritage, in fact, the real main force of war was the demigods of Azeroth, the guardian dragon legion, and the Titan guardians.

In that battle, the camp guarding Azeroth lost too many people, including personnel and supplies.

For the Bronze Dragon, the Eye of Ammansur is on the missing list.

The Eye of Al-Mansur is not the eye of Al-Mansur, the father of the gods.

The Titans gave their names in this style, the Eye of Almansur, a round gem given by Almansur to the Bronze Dragon King Nozdom, because it looks like an eyeball, so it got this name.

The gift of the Father of the Gods has a powerful ability that transcends time and space.

The Bronze Dragon searched for the Eye of Almansur in countless timelines but found nothing, because this magical gem could not only help the Bronze Dragon swim in the sea of time, but also had the magical effect of shielding the Bronze Dragon from the prying eyes of fate, which made the Guardians of Time extremely distressed to find.

Chromie was overjoyed, and the fluctuations were as striking as Nozdom.

It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, the artifact of the Eye of Almansur is actually in this world line.

With it, even Chromie can spy on the truth she wants to know, and even find the Bronze Dragon King.

Mortals simply could not wield the true power of the Eye of Almansur, which was originally a sacred relic bestowed upon the Bronze Dragon by the Father of the Gods.

Even an old Jianghu like Chromie couldn't help but shed tears of excitement.

"The Eye of Al-Mansur, this is the Eye of Al-Mansour!"

On the side, Senagos asked puzzled.

"Haven't you used it once? Why are you so emotional, Chromie, what's going on, you're not in the right state. ”

"Huh?!"

Chromie turned into a cute little dwarf again, staring at Senagos's eyes, which were bigger than half of his body, with a bewildered expression.

"Uh, uh, ah, that's right, you know, our bronze dragon, that, well, that's what it looks like, yes, yes, that's it."

Chromie didn't know what he was talking about, but Senagos knew it.

"Okay, okay, it's a bronze dragon. Hahahaha, you came to me not long ago and asked me to help you talk to the head of the Children of the Night, wanting to borrow the Eye of Almansur. It just so happened that their archmage owed me a favor, so I agreed to it. That's about how it went. ”

After seeing how strange Senagos had finished saying the matter, Chromie fell into deep thought again.

If you find the Eye of Almansur "yourself", you have to do everything possible to retrieve it, right, how can you borrow it? And to find Senagos to mediate.

Unless......

With a guess in his mind, Chromie sighed.

"Lord Senagos, can you ......?"

"No, those blue-skinned elves are not easy to talk to, the favor has been used up, and my old dragon has no weight."

Senagothron was old and refined, and directly blocked Chromie's words.

This kind of amnesia-like sensation is as uncomfortable as Chromie kissing Xiang.

Originally, even if "himself" died unexpectedly, Chromie could know what happened through memory fragments, which was why Chromie dared to die crazy.

But this time, a large number of isotope xenomorph clones died, but there was no clue, Chromie didn't know what was going on, and he didn't even know what "he" had done in various timelines.

"So, is there a ......?"

Although Chromie has made some preparations for battle, he has no idea of bravely entering Sulama at all, in the hellish place of Azeroth, dragons can't do whatever they want, and it's best not to show their fists if they can talk well.

"You can give it a try, after all, didn't the Great Magister agree last time, and it doesn't hurt to negotiate, isn't it good to say as the old saying goes, once born and twice cooked."

Cenarius seemed to give Chromie an idea, but he plucked himself out of the matter, and had no intention of wading into the muddy waters.

What can I do, I'm desperate, can I say I don't know the way?

In the green prairie in Chromie's heart, countless grass and mud horses galloped by.

"Forget it, forget it, old dragon, my heart is soft, I can't see the little girl wiping her tears, Stella, my little star, you can accompany Chromie again."

Senagos shook his head.

"Grandpa!"

This time, if it was replaced by Little Star, she was about to cry, not to mention that Chromie Dwarf was small in form, and was about the size of her dragon head in front of the young dragon Stella Gosa, but as the notorious thorn head in the Guardian Dragon Legion, Chromie was a fierce existence......

Stella Goussa was afraid of her.

"Chromie, don't play with fire this time."

Senagos ignored his granddaughter's thoughts, and only told the bronze dragon with a little sadness.

Having participated in the battle against Galakron and witnessed the birth of the dragon kings, Senagos has lived to the present day, and has experienced both physical and mental pain.

Therefore, the old blue dragon understands that under the illusion of Chromie's cynicism, there is a stubbornness that is oppressed to the point of breathlessness by heavy responsibilities and missions.

So, Senagos didn't mind giving Chromie some help in any way he could.

The second boss of the Blue Dragon Legion after Malygos couldn't see that the last time he came to the door, Chromie's body was on the verge of collapse. But Chromie didn't want to say, so it didn't bother to ask.

Now that Chromie is still fine, that's enough.

Not to mention the dragon family on Arsuna's side for the time being, on Sulama's side, after Carlos left the Night Fortress, he also had his own thoughts and calculations.

As things stand, Carlos is qualified to say no to Elisandro.

Unlike Yamaguchiyama, which leans towards gameplay, the Broken Isles have a pattern that is too small.

Or rather, the explosion of the Well of Eternity was too powerful.

The Shattered Islands were so shattered that Surama and Asuna were not connected by land at all, and the Supreme Ridge was thousands of miles away, and the vast sea was not at all connected with each other.

In other words, the Children of the Night are not as important as they think.

Egwen. Medina had sunk the island where the Tomb of Sargeras was located to the bottom of the sea, and Carlos wasn't sure if Elisandra had such a huge power, but it was certain that the Nightchildren did not have the power to unify the Broken Isles.

Whether it is the Night Elves of Kalimdor or the humans of the Eastern Kingdoms, they are constantly developing and growing, but the Night Suns, who are restricted by the geographical environment, have fallen into the predicament of an isolated island of civilization.

Carlos has his own calculations for this visit, but this does not include the "Zhao'an" Children of the Night.

Because it's not time yet.

Limited friendships are something that everyone is happy to see, but alliances are out of place.

Because the position of the Children of the Night is too similar to that of the High Elves, Sulama is far from Quel'Thalas's position.

Rejecting Elisandro's request, on the one hand, he was afraid that the Children of the Night would really pull him to sign the alliance contract, and on the other hand, Carlos instinctively felt afraid.

Yes, fear.

Carlos had a feeling that once he came into contact with the Eye of Almansur, there was something he couldn't go back to.

So, he chose to evade.