Chapter 1: A World That Exists Only in the Past (Part I)

Under the pale blue retaining dome is facing the lake of divinity.

Lake Hill has a hanging bridge made of arcane arts, and the bridge deck is connected to a suspended hut, where Sean now lives, and he is watching the meager rippling surface of the lake. Fingertips remote control three pens to record.

"Shane, this is today's food" Winresa happily came to the hut in the middle of the lake and brought food to Shane, but Shane, who was concentrating on his research, did not look up.

The girl sat down beside him disapprovingly, leaned on her shoulders, slowly and leisurely breathed in the arcane energy mixed with divine particles (divine power), and watched Shane write notes, as for the content of the writing, she couldn't understand it at all, but she liked to see Shane's serious appearance, as if she had returned to the hut outside Yangfan Harbor, it was the dull mage. Breathing, breathing, the girl fell asleep slowly and leisurely, a string of wind chimes hanging in the corner of the house jingled, and the time was really noon.

It's been three months since I became a demigod.

One reason why Shane was able to study so intently was that he was kicked out of the house by the three sisters, yes, out of the house. The demigods of Azeroth were miserable, some had been hacked to death by warriors with axes, some had been sucked dry by trolls, and now one had been kicked out of their homes by their wives.

I don't know if it's greed or relaxation, anyway, the mood at the time was very complicated.

At that time, it was at the family's dinner table, and there was no need to hide the demigods' affairs, he and the three sisters were one, and he said it at the dinner table. The elves didn't open their mouths to blame, but there was always some dissatisfaction, and Shane could feel it, and the reason for the dissatisfaction was that they didn't know until they succeeded.

Sylvanas cupped her chin in thought with one hand, and there was a disgruntled look under her eyebrows, presumably hiding it from Shaun for herself. Wen Leisha ran a finger around her blonde hair, her eyes moving as if she wasn't thinking. Aurelia moved Hyjal to the table support and made a relaxed expression.

The three sisters discussed for a moment, and Sylvanas said.

"As wives, we've been kept secreted until now! Hum! Hum! Huh! Don't want to be with us for three months. ”

Then the three sisters let Shane move out.

Time is beating, time is ticking. Sometimes Sylvanas would accompany him, sometimes Winlessa, sometimes Aurelia, and the three sisters seemed to have formed a tacit understanding.

"It's the second sister who said, don't spoil you too much, I agree, but I want you not to be too tired, the eldest sister and the second sister are also competing in this regard, one doesn't stop, the other doesn't stop. Even though you're a male elf, even if you're a demigod, you'll be tired. ”

"The second sister also said that you are with us every day, and you don't have time to study your favorite arcane, and you must be thinking about a way to go home, and I want my eldest sister not to be too greedy, there is still a long time, don't pester you too much."

"Eldest sister, I should want to have a child, don't look at the eldest sister shrewd, in fact, the second sister and I both know that she is a little stressed!"

Winetha said this while chatting with Shane one day.

'Actually, I'm not physically tired, but mentally I'm conflicted,' Shane thought to himself. Sylvanas's intentions, he knew very well from the beginning, that she was his wife, and that he should not indulge in pleasure and lose his spirit.

There is indeed something in the lake that Shane deserves to focus on.

Ever since Shane and the three sisters washed away the blood of the Bronze Dragon King in the lake, there has been some power of time. became a demigod, and his body became a god's body, and under the eternal rules of divinity, he felt a very weak three-thread of temporal divinity, so weak that it was like a fire that might be extinguished if he didn't pay attention to it.

If you are not extraordinary, you cannot feel time. These three strands of divinity are truly precious, and they happen to represent the past, present, and future. Shane kept them at the bottom of the lake with great care, and carefully erased the mark of Nozmdo with his spirit.

He also knew that the Nozmdo had made a mistake in the end, only depriving him and the three sisters of their present and future, but the past was preserved.

While analyzing the ability of time, Shane used the Arcane Secretary to record the information, and maybe found a way to go back.

What is it? It is a virtual concept that intelligent beings need in their life and labor for a long time, and it is a basic physical quantity formulated by intelligent beings. This virtual physical quantity can be used for planning, management, calculation, and living and working according to the arrangement. But from the perspective of the arcanist, time is a concept of magic that can be interfered with, one of the dimensions that make up the world, and it can also be delicately broken down into three sub-dimensions: past, present, and future.

Through the sub-phylogenetic dimension, more secrets can be analyzed.

At the same time, Shane, who has become a demigod, also understands that there will be no existence that can truly control time, and this kind of rule that can have endless refutations and infinite nesting dolls, the bronze dragons only get a small part of the power.

When he came back to his senses, he found Wen Leisha asleep leaning on him. Slowly moving her to the blanket, Shane finished his lunch, which was made by Sylvanas today, the field meal of the Ranger General, focusing on replenishing salt and energy.

The day after tomorrow, the three-month period will expire. Shane thought.

Looking at Wen Leisha, who was talking in her dreams on the side: 'I can't eat anymore', he touched the palm of his hand to the girl's lower abdomen. The power of dragon's blood is not only in the lake, but also in the bodies of Winresa, Aurelia, and Sylvanas.

Siegfried, a Norse hero in his previous life, after killing the evil dragon. The dragon's blood drenched the body, so it obtained an indestructible body. The three sisters, bathed in bronze dragon blood, and Shane also gained some abilities.

However, Shane's acquired abilities were assimilated into energy by Shenhuo when he became a demigod. The three sisters are different, their vitality has become more vigorous, and they will each evolve their own unique time ability, which they don't know, but every time Shane accompanies them, he will help them recuperate. Truth be told, Shane probably knows their bodies better than the three sisters themselves.

"I'm back."

"Welcome back."

When the deadline came, the three sisters greeted him together, and the house was cleaned very clean, without Shane's imagination, the eldest ladies lived alone, and the room was a mess.

Shane noticed that Sylvanas's hairstyle had changed, and she tied her hair in a large ponytail and draped it over her chest from her left shoulder. The hairstyle has changed, and the contours of the face have softened a lot, adding gentleness to the heroic spirit.

"Good news, I've probably found a way out of the Void," Shane said.

It's still the family's table, and the three sisters prepare rich meals for him, but it looks a little scary.

"Really? That way, we can get out, great. ”

Winresa said cheerfully, and Sylvanas and Aurelia were also in a cheerful mood.

"The research has come to an end, and the bronze dragon has been deprived of the present and future from us, but the past has been preserved. We may be able to find a world where there is no present and no future, only the past. ”

The three sisters' cheerful mood then fell.

"Doesn't that mean that," Sylvanas frowned, "I can't go back to my hometown?" ”

"It's not absolute, when we reclaim the present and the future, there will be a necessary practice between Azeroth and us, and then we can go home."

Arcane, divine power, and time work together to make the reflection of the central lake a mirror of prophecy, and in the void, search for Azeroth, which only exists in the past.