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"Tell the marshal that we are victorious." Standing above the Gate of Damnation, distorted by a magical storm, Sylvanas said in a deep voice as she looked down at the bones of the undead on the front line.

The elven scout stood beside her and didn't move, she didn't know where to go to the Grand Magister of Rollin, and she didn't know how to comfort her Ranger General.

The Ranger's unfazed seemed to touch Sylvanas's softest depths, her slender arms propped up against the steel walls, tears streaming down her face.

"Alright, second sister." Aurelia, with reddish eyes, climbed the city wall, walked up to Sylvanas, and quietly stroked her hair, which had been blonde yesterday but was now graying.

A gentle breeze blew, and a fresh breeze from the direction of the Crystal Song Forest swept across the faces of the two generals.

"Do you feel it? He's still there. Aurelia smiled at the oncoming breeze, she said.

"Nope! Eldest sister, I don't believe it, Rollin must still be alive. He still has so many unfinished things, so many unfulfilled promises, he can't die, I won't allow him to die. There must be another way, you wait for me, big sister, you wait for me to come back. Sylvanas abandoned the Quel'Salas Golden Bow she had with her, and her nimble figure leaped straight above the Gate of Damnation, and then, with a golden light, Sylvanas disappeared from Aurelia's sight.

As the eldest sister, but also as the general of the Ranger unit. Aurelia gently stroked her lower abdomen and smiled emotionally, as she picked up Sylvanas' golden bow.

With no sadness on her face and no tears in her reddish eyes, Aurelia quietly walked down the Gate of Damnation.

"Let's go, Caponia." Aurelia grabbed Caponia's left hand and patted the trembling shoulder of the female magister.

After leaving the Gate of Damnation, Sylvanas received an Ancestral Dragon tamed by the Viku people from the Angasa Outpost, and with the help of the Ancestral Dragon, Sylvanas wanted to go to the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep as soon as possible.

The speed of the Ancestral Dragon was very fast, and with the dagger at Sylvanas's waist, the red Ancestral Dragon took two hours to reach the Temple of Dragon's Sleep.

Once again, under the metal Titan-style spire, Sylvanas lost the politeness she used to have when she came to deliver information and news, and she rushed into the hall desperately. was stopped by the blonde little Lori at the door.。

"The chiefs are holding an emergency meeting, please wait a moment for the general." Chromie said as he reached out and stopped Sylvanas.

"Get out of the way, I have something to say to Crassus." Sylvanas raised his hand and shoved Chromie, who was standing in the doorway.

The defenseless little Lori was pushed into the main hall, she frowned slightly, and with a wave of her hand, a flowing golden sand blocked Sylvanas' way.

"Calm down, Elf. I know why you're here, but if you want to help the Archmage, you need to calm down. Our chief is deliberating on this matter, and we will give you an answer. Chromie watched Sylvanas' bloodshot eyes fall silent as she cleared the quicksand barrier and walked out of the hall.

Without saying a word more, Sylvanas leaned against the boulder pillar on the periphery of the Temple of Dragon's Sleep, her forehead bowed, not knowing what she was thinking.

When Chromie saw Sylvanas's appearance, she couldn't help but smile, "Things aren't as bad as you think, Elf. While everything we do today will change the timeline of the future, there will always be a way to save it. If you are so lonely and depressed, your loved ones will feel distressed when they see you like this, won't they? ”

Sylvanas didn't brace herself in the face of the comfort from the guardian dragon, she still half-leaned on the boulder pillar, looking coldly into the distance.

She didn't see Rollin now, she didn't feel Rollin's breath, and for the current result, her heart was only cold.

"Rollin, you brought me out of the pain of war, and now, are you going to push me into that cold abyss? Don't leave me, okay. I hated the cold night, and I feared the nightmares that I couldn't sleep in the night. Sylvanas folded her arms and knees, and she curled up on the left side of the pillar and whispered.

Chromie shook her head, she smiled bitterly, and said to herself, "When I first saw Sister Ysera, she was like this. But there is still hope, and Sister Ysera's grief can at least be replaced with motivation, not depression. ”

Chromie glanced at Sylvanas with sympathy, and she looked up at the top floor of the Great Hall, guessing what decision the dragon leaders had made.

"From the beginning, we shouldn't have believed in the power of these mortals. As guardian dragons, what we need to do is to use these variants of the Titan's creations to cooperate with our efforts to protect the world. Malygos said coldly.

Nozrem shook his head, he looked at Malygos with languid eyes and said, "No, brother. The power of mortals is strong, and the choices and actions they make are also to protect the world of Azeroth. They are equally trustworthy and worthy of respect. ”

"Really? It was precisely because they controlled the power of magic that the entire northern part of the Dragon Bone Wilderness turned into a desert, and the demon king in the sky was pierced into a black hole, which caused the magical energy network of our Blue Dragon Clan to almost collapse. Nozrem, you're telling me now that they're trustworthy? That's because their magical storm didn't hit Tanaris. Malygos retorted, mercilessly rejecting Malygos's arguments.

"Shut up, Malygos. Don't let your own experience discredit the efforts of mortals now. You're right, Rollin's magical storm did tear the Demon King apart over the Crystal Song Forest, but if it weren't, the plague of the undead would have invaded Northrend entirely. After the human army is controlled by the plague of the undead, won't we, the guardian dragons, become slaves to these undead? Ysera clenched her fists, retorting Malygos's point.

Malygos smiled disdainfully, he looked at Ysera's nervous expression and said, "Yes, from the hourglass of time in Nozram, I see your future, Ysera. It's understandable that you've done so hard to protect your lover, but don't forget that the reason why these mortals are in this state is entirely because of their internal betrayal, and it's their own fault! ”

"Blame yourself? You're crazy, Malygos. What will your words be heard by the heroic spirits of your clansmen who died in the Crystal Song Forest? Malygos, if you don't want to continue facing this problem, please leave, we don't need a dragon leader who has been indulging in hatred. Ysera said indifferently.

"Addiction and hatred? That's right, Ysera, you're right. I have never been able to come out of the shadow of Nesario's betrayal of me, but today, I will never agree with you resurrecting this mortal. His power, his presence, is bound to pose an even greater threat to all of Azeroth. Sooner or later, his magical energy would go beyond the limits of the net, and at the same time, beyond his own control. Mortals like to desperately play with the power they think they can control, but as everyone knows, even greater disasters await them. Alexstaza, you decide. Malygos said a word, then spread his wings and left the temple of the dragon's sleep.

As Malygos's companion, Karegos shook his head, bowed and apologized to the dragon leaders, saying, "I'm sorry, dragon kings. Please give us some time for the Blue Dragons, and I assure you that our Dragon King will return to the Temple. ”

Alexstasa bowed slightly, and she waved her hand, signaling for Karegos to leave.

The young blue dragon left the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep, and only the tricolor guardian dragon was left here.

"Nozram, I still have questions about why Rollin had extra arcane energy to create this devastating magical storm when he had unleashed a magical storm." Alexstasa asked, puzzled.

Nozram patted the hourglass of time on his shoulder, and under the refraction of the golden quicksand of the power of time, a light and shadow appeared above the center of the dragon hall.

This is the image of Rollin before he created this magical storm. As the archmage, Rollin used a specific device on his chest to turn his time around. However, on the premise of reversing his own time, the magical artifact hidden in his chest also caused an explosion at the same time.

Rollin's body can go back in time and space for a while, but this magical artifact cannot. It shattered at the position of Rollin's chest, and because of this, all the arcane powers were released, and Rollin, who had no magical energy as protection, fell silent in this magical storm.

"It's the same power of time as me, from the power we saw in the Night Elf City 10,000 years ago." Nozrem said.

Ysera shook his head in confusion, and he asked, "What kind of power can turn your time around?" ”

Time Keeper Nozram waved his hand, and the scene of the main hall changed once again.

Light and shadow float, and distant cities gradually appear in the sea level. It is a beautiful city of elves, a magical ancient city on a par with the upper elf Aisaline.

Sulama. The ancient city of the Elves where the Eye of Almansur is a holy relic.

Alekstasza didn't believe her eyes, she turned to Ysera and asked, "No way, isn't this city in the great division after the explosion of the Well of Eternity?" Could it be that this city still exists? ”

Ysera nodded, in the reflection of the Emerald Dream Realm, which piece of the southwest of the New World is the area where this city is located.

"That's right, my sister. Sulama still exists. ”

Alexstrasa took a deep breath, smiled and said, "In the end, I can do my best to save this magister's life." ”

"And, Ysera. Rollin Magister's body exploded, and you pulled it into the Emerald Dream Realm, right? Alexstrasza said.

Ysera didn't speak, so she acquiesced.

"The soul of a mage is the most powerful, and I believe that the soul of this mortal magister is still there. At the same time, I need the breath of life and nature to save the life of this magister. However, what this mortal magister needs most is something to reunite his soul, and that is magical energy! Nozrem analyzed.

When Ysera heard this, she immediately regretted it. Why did she choke Malygos away?

However, for the sake of their future lover. Ysera had no worries, and she immediately got up to head to Kodara.

"It's useless, the magical energy controlled by Malygos is not suitable for this mortal magister. What he needed was the energy released by the Eye of Al-Mansur, and this kind of energy was only in Surama. Nozrem analyzed.

Sulama?

Alexstasa and Ysera are in trouble. They have nothing to do with this city, and they don't know how to borrow the energy of this city.

"So what should we do?" Ysera asked.

"I don't know, it's supposed to be your business, Ysera." Nozram said with a knowing smile.

After receiving such an answer, Ysera did not say anything. She raised her hand to open a portal to an emerald dream, and then traveled to a hidden dream reflection, an area where many druids slept. Shaladasir, where the second World Tree exists (at this point in time, the World Tree of Mount Hyjal has not been damaged by Mengde, so let's call it the second World Tree).

Dreams and reality, above Saladahir, a beautiful pool of dreams, Lorraine lay quietly in the water.

She hadn't been asleep for long, but Ysera had already seen Rollin's light as air figure and was smiling at her.

"It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful place, and if I have the opportunity in the future, I'll come and settle here." Rollin glanced at the breathless body, still joking with himself.

Ysera didn't expect the mage's soul to be so powerful, and she didn't expect that she would talk to Rollin in such a way.

"It's not funny at all, Rollin." Ysera, who was slightly weeping, pale tears, left a tear trail on her smooth face.

"I know where I'm going, Ysera, and you don't have to be sad. Everyone, there will be such a day. Rollin didn't explain much, he said indifferently.

Ysera shook her hand and said, "Don't talk about it, Nozrem has told me how to do it, and we still have a chance to get you back." ”

Dead? Rollin pouted, and in his impression, to come back from the dead was to become an undead.

"Forget it, I don't want to continue living in this world in another way. Perhaps, after my soul dissipates, maybe I can start a new life again. Luo Lin sighed and said helplessly.

"Go to Sulama, I'm going to tell the people in power there that I need the energy of their city!" Ysera didn't talk nonsense, she directly used the water of the dream to wrap Rollin's body, and at the same time, Rollin's soul was also imprisoned in the water balloon of the dream. (To be continued.) )