Malfurion briefly recounted what he had seen through the Emerald Dream. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The beginning of the dream is on the Well of Eternity. At first, the surface of the water was calm, and soon a large whirlpool formed in the middle of the water. In the depths of the whirlpool, many creatures suddenly appeared, some harmless, others with malicious intentions. Most of them don't realize that they come from another world, another dimension of time. They spread out in all directions, fleetingly.

Suddenly, the ripples vanished, and Malfurion stood in the middle of Kalimdor, a Kalimdor littered with dead bodies. The city was slaughtered, not a single small insect was left. What was once a glorious city is now left with nothing. What's even more terrifying is that the bones of those elves, charred, cracked, are everywhere. The smell of corpses permeated the sky over the city, and the elderly and children were not survived.

A wave of heat hits, and Malfurion turns to see a fire in the distance, burning all the way to the sky. This fire burns whatever it encounters, not even the clouds. Wherever they passed, no one was spared. That hadn't sent the Night Elf into a cold sweat, but he could already feel the horror: the fire might be a bad omen.

The flames are blazing, and it is clear that there will be great panic. The flames are jubilant, and there is no fear.

Malfurion felt himself floating again, hanging in the air looking at the Well of Eternity beneath his feet.

The waters of the Well of Eternity have turned black and boiling. And the powerful magic of the lake entered a tower in the royal palace of Sinsarine.

Even though night hadn't fallen yet, it was as dark as Asaline's night. No! It's pitch blacker. It's really anomalous, and it's definitely dangerous. What are the people in the palace doing?

Malfurion tried to get closer to the palace, but a barrier-like layer of the palace stopped him. He couldn't get in.

Malfurion struggled hard, attacking with every spell he could think of, but instead he felt unbearable pain. Just as he wanted to continue, Cenarius pulled him out of that dangerous dream.

"So, Simon, do you know something?" Cenarius waited for Malfurion to finish speaking, then stared at Simon and spoke.

"I'm ......," Simon closed his eyes.

Is that terrible nightmare about to begin? Shouldn't it? What about Ronin? What about Crassus? What about Blox?

Even if he told Cenarius and Malfurion the truth, would it work?

These thoughts only flashed through Simon's mind, but he had been at this point for a long time—long enough time that he would have been dying if he had lived a human lifespan. The memories of being a human being have become a little blurry, and the events before the time travel have slowly become illusory, like a dream.

So, in fact, he had already thought very clearly - for this day.

Simon opened his eyes, and there was a determination in his eyes that he had never felt before.

"I know."

A look of joy appeared on Cenarius' face. He stopped Malfurion, who was about to speak, and listened quietly to Simon.

"The Well of Eternity has changed like this because of Azhara, who has made Savis summon evil creatures that are not part of our world. They will bring untold suffering and destruction to the world. If we don't stop them this time, this tragedy will last for tens of thousands of years, if not longer. ”

"It can't be! You are talking nonsense! Malfurion said excitedly. How could the Empress do such a thing? It definitely won't be an order from the Empress. She must have been bewitched by the upper elves of Savis! ”

Simon was interrupted, a little unpleasant. Although he knew that all the Night Elves worshipped the Empress madly, he still found it hard to believe that even Malfurion had thrown the pot to Savis without hesitation. Of course, Savis is not innocent.

"Malfurion, I understand your feelings. But what reason do I have to deceive you. ”

"Is what you say necessarily credible?"

"If you don't think what I'm saying can be trusted, you can ask your teacher why he came here to ask me."

Simon ...... Simondom. I'm willing to take your word for it. Cenarius began, "What should we do, then?" ”

Once he made up his mind, Simon never looked ahead again. What he has to do is simple and difficult, but he won't run away from it anymore.

If the three destined traversers of the ancients have not yet come, then what they have done will be corrected by him.

"First, we have to go to Cesssaline and stop the Empress's plans. It's still too late, and a cross-border portal across such a long time and space is not so easy to compose. Simon thought slowly, said slowly. Savis had to be stopped. ”

As long as it's not against their beloved Empress! Malfurion nodded in agreement with the plan and offered her opinion. "But how do we get into Sinsarine? The palace is not a place where you can enter it. And ......," he hesitated, adding, "Even if I believed you, no one else would believe you." ”

Raven Case...... Elisana is still at the palace, right? Simon struggled to recall. We need a lot of help with this. ”

Malfurion nodded. If things were really as bad as Simon said, then it was indeed a problem that the two of them couldn't solve.

"There's no way I can show my true identity to the outside world, but ...... If you find three people like that......"

Simon's appearance changed rapidly, changing to the appearance of three humanoid creatures that Malfurion had never seen before.

"You have to save them, help them, believe in them."

Malfurion was stunned by Simon's rapid transfiguration. It was Cenarius who spoke in his place: "Why? ”

"If you're willing to believe me, believe it. These three people...... To a large extent, it will determine whether we win or lose this time. ”

"Wait...... Simon, what the hell are you? Malfurion, who had come back to his senses, finally couldn't help the doubts in his heart. The teacher believes in you, and I am naturally willing to believe in you. But please don't keep me in the dark. ”

Simon smiled. "Okay, let's introduce myself officially."

The golden streamer flickered around him, stretching and changing. The last place Simon stood was a behemoth golden dragon.

"Simondom, heir of Nozdorm. I, from the future. ”

Simon lowered his head high, his surprised expression reflected in his eyes, which were larger than those of Malfurion.

"Malfurion, I wanted to stay out of it at first. But now, I have a reason to have to stay here and change that fate. ”

Malfurion swallowed. "Why?"