"Why interfere with Eresaras? Give me an explanation, Anaclos, my child. ”

Sori Domi, the bronze dragon queen, questioned Anaklos sternly.

During the days when the Bronze Dragon King Nozdom left the Cave of Time, the Dragon Queen Sori Domi assumed some of the authority of the King of the Sands, while Anaklos guarded the Bronze Dragon's lair in the Desert of Tanaris———— the Cave of Time.

This time, Anaklos angered his mother by bypassing Soridomi sending his compatriots to Aeshara to intercept Aesoregus.

The dragon queen's anger came from the questioning of the Blue Dragon King Malygos.

"That's what my father meant."

Anaklos replied to Soridomi's question.

"Nozdom? We all know that your father is stuck in the flow of time, and even if he really gave you will, why didn't he tell me? ”

Sori Domi's anger was heating up, and she felt that her son's lies were too childish.

"Mother, I'm serious, I won't let you know, that's what my father meant."

"That's enough, until I lift your lockdown, you are strictly forbidden to contact the flow of time again, and you are not allowed to leave the cave of time."

The dragon queen gave a stern punishment order.

"I accept your disposition."

Anaklos left the dragon's abode in backwards with his massive head underneath him, returning to the depths of the Cave of Time to lie down and sleep peacefully under the giant hourglass.

He wasn't lying, or he wasn't lying.

The order to interfere with the Well of Souls did come from Nozdom, but it was not given by Nozdom himself.

It has been nearly 10,000 years since Nozdom disappeared, and this is the highest secret that the bronze dragon has hidden.

After the victory in the Battle of the Well of Eternity, the four-colored dragon king blessed the World Tree Nodashir, granting immortality to the Night Elves, the last appearance of the bronze dragon king Nozdom in front of mortals.

Not long after that, Nozdom disappeared into the long river of time.

Even in the Battle of the Quicksand 3,000 years ago, when the bronze dragon suffered heavy casualties against the resurgent Chira Worms, Nozdom did not show up.

In fact, that war was presided over by Sori Domi, the queen of the dragon, and it was that war that established the authority of the queen of the dragon.

The social composition of the bronze dragon is different from that of other guardian dragons, and the growth of the bronze dragon is not a simple eating, only after the baptism of the flow of time, and the completion of a baptism of time trial, can it finally become an adult.

What condenses the will of the Bronze Dragon Race is not bloodline and authority, but a common idea.

In the years since Nozdom's disappearance, the bronze dragon has continued to faithfully perform his duties, but the separation of positions has materially emerged.

Most of the quicksand scales, led by the dragon queen Sori Domi, faithfully fulfill their mission to protect the flow of time, maintaining the fragile dimension of time in Azeroth.

and Anaclos and his supporters, who believe that retrieving Nozdom is the first priority for the Bronze Dragon.

The two are not contradictory, but there are differences.

A small figure climbed up the nose of Anaklos.

"I'm grounded, Chromie."

Anaklos didn't open his eyes, but only communicated with his mind to the comer.

"Sori Domi only ordered you to stay, not you."

Chromie pulled out a small bag of chicken nuggets and shook it in front of Anaklos' nose.

"Eat?"

Anaklos changed his form, sat cross-legged with Chromie, and ate.

"What the hell do you want to do, Kronom, I believe that the will was given by my father, but it is strange to get it from you. I know your father has a preference for you, but ......"

"I know, I know, you are the Bronze Dragon Prince."

"Shut up, you know I didn't mean that."

"Anaklos, in terms of strength, you are more powerful than me, in fact, you surpassed the Dragon Queen two thousand years ago. I know that. But in terms of understanding the flow of time, it's not who I'm aiming at, you're all scum compared to me. ”

Chromie said, tucking up a handful of quicksand with his tiny fingers and letting it slide down.

"What do you want, what do you want out of this?"

Anaklos snatched the last piece of fried chicken from Chromie and asked solemnly.

"Don't you notice? The flow of time has changed. ”

Chromie waved his small fist in displeasure, and then became serious as well.

"There are countless possibilities, countless worlds, just like what we say when we fool those mortals, the flow of time is big and small, but the disasters are big and small. But we all know that this is not the case. The flow of time will collapse, and it will be reborn, the mortal king, Carlos. The flow of time in which Barov is located is devouring other possibilities. ”

"What do you want to explain, this is just a one-sided conclusion from our point of view, even my father does not have such power, we are only the guardians of time, not the masters of time. Coincidence or necessity, mortals are incapable of interfering with the flow of time. ”

"But Elune does."

“……”

Anaklos fell silent.

"There's something that's driving this."

Chromie added.

"What does this have to do with me, I'm just a silly boy who was grounded by my mother."

Anaklos fell on his back, crossed Jiro's legs.

"I suspect Dragontwilight has sped up."

"No, my father will return at a critical moment, don't worry."

"Give me the key, I'd like to take a look."

Chromie held out his palm.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Anaklos shook the balls of his feet, seemingly at ease.

"You know. Every bronze dragon knows the legend of Dragontwilight, but only you have witnessed it with your father. I can't span that far in time, but you've been, you know the time, give me the key. ”

Anaklos sat up again with a carp stiffened, and his deep hand gave Chromie a brain crackdown, ejecting Chromie in dwarf form ten meters away.

"Fuck off, I'm going to sleep."

"Damn! Anaklos, you bastard! ”

Chromie left indignantly, and Anaklos didn't bother to change back into dragon form, so he continued to lie down, the huge hourglass of time still flowing mysteriously behind him.

Until he left the Cave of Time, Chromie endured rubbing the red and swollen bag on his forehead.

"Damn it, that bastard of Anaklos, it hurts!"

Unable to hold back her tears, Chromie was sure that there were no watchers around, and squatted on the ground without any image and rubbed wildly, and after a long time, a mysterious rune appeared in her palm.

Anaklos finally gave Chromie the key she wanted.

"It's not just my father and the moon god who can interfere with the flow of time, but the world itself......

Chromie knew from the fact that she had died in large numbers that something major was happening in Azeroth, but she didn't know what was going on.

So she decided to see for herself.