Elisandr's superstition about the timeline of the Eye of Almansur is deeply ingrained in his bones.

Under Talisa's anxious attention, Elisander's expression changed for a while, and he still couldn't make up his mind to officially open Sulama and reach a full cooperation with Quel'Salas.

"Prince Kael'thas, let me think again."

Kael'thas was a little disappointed by Elisander's hesitation, but she didn't expect it to be said at this point, and she still had doubts about whether it would be open to the public.

Just as Kael'thas was about to reluctantly agree, Sarren suddenly stepped forward.

"Boom!"

Drawing his broadsword into the ground, Salian pointed the tip of his sword at Elisandr with a rebellious expression.

"It seems that you are still obsessed, so let me understand what you have learned from the eyes of Al-Mansour."

The corners of Kael'tham's eyebrows twitched: "Salalian, don't make trouble, let the Grand Magus think about it." ”

Saryan looked at Elisander and smiled disdainfully: "Your Royal Highness, haven't you understood yet?" The Grand Magus had been captivated by the power of the Pillar of Creation, and was trapped in the cycle of time. ”

"If we don't wake her up sooner or later, Sulama will be closed to the outside world again sooner or later, and everything we have done will be useless."

Elisander's face sank and turned his gaze to Sarren: "Junior, you have provoked again and again, do you really think that I have no temper?" ”

"Hah!"

Sarean's fighting intent soared, and he withdrew his greatsword and grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands.

"At an old age, you can actually be superstitious about the false picture displayed by a mere artifact, let me shatter your fantasy and let you see the bloody reality!"

"I'd like to know if the name Sarrenne Shadow appears on many of the timelines you've observed!"

None of Talisa, Serana and the others expected that Saljan would be so reckless and fearless to challenge the Grand Magus who held the Pillar of Creation.

Salaan had already observed with Eagle Eye that Elisander's Arcanist level was as high as 59, and he was only one step away from the mortal limit.

Eighty percent of them were overindulged in the Eye of Almansur that prevented her from continuing to improve her strength, otherwise Elisandr would likely become the ultimate mortal powerhouse on the same level as Malfurion and Tyrande.

After the battle with Trilly Ax, Saljan's level was raised to 46, with a 13-level gap to Elisander.

Moreover, Alisander's hand is a Titan artifact, and his actual combat power will be stronger than her level.

Kael'thas couldn't understand why Sarren insisted on provoking Elisander despite the difference in strength between the two sides.

"Young man, your courage is commendable, but your choice is too unscrupulous, let me teach you for Prince Kael'thas what it means to respect your predecessors."

Elisander's expression gradually became unwavering, and her eyes were dyed a deep purple hue.

The Eye of Almansur was also placed in the center of the Night Well, making it impossible for Elisandr to interrupt the city's power supply to take it out against enemies.

However, even if he can't control it himself, Elisand, who has studied the Eye of Almansur for many years, can remotely call on some of its powers.

When he met Elisandr's magnificent purple eyes, Saljan, who was about to charge, suddenly felt the world spin.

When he lowered his center of gravity and regained his steady, the scene presented in front of him was very different from before.

He is no longer on the top floor of the Tower of Night, but in a huge city far more prosperous than Suramar is today.

Dozens of dark green meteorites descended from the sky with long tail flames, and smashed down to the rest of the city amid the panicked cries of the night elves in the city.

The meteorites caused a lot of aftermath when they landed, and a large number of beautiful Night Elf-style buildings were destroyed.

And that's not the end of it.

The meteorite that landed on the ground unfolded very strangely and turned into a huge structure made of green flames and stones.

[Isn't this the Burning Legion's usual Hellfire Wash? 】

[Anyway, where is this?] Dreamland? How can there be a Burning Legion in this era? 】

Saljan watched thoughtfully around the city, and there were many hideous monsters with fleshy wings passing over the city, and they did not show obvious hostility towards the inhabitants of the city.

Even the hellfires did not enter the city, but strode towards the outer ring of the city.

Sarean: "If I'm not mistaken, this is Surama from the War of the Ancients. ”

"That's right."

Elisander's distant voice came from beyond the sky, and Saljan's eyes flickered, and the next second he was transferred from the center of the city to another place.

Compared to the relatively peaceful city of Sulama, the scene that now presents to Sarean is like hell.

Countless demons are besieging a castle that leaks the wind, and from time to time huge hellfire falls from the sky.

"Here it is...... Blackcrow? ”

Despite the large difference in appearance, Sarayan recognized it through his familiarity with Blackcast.

"You actually know Blackcrow Castle, it's rare."

Allisund, who didn't know where to hide, said proudly: "Feel the weight of time for yourself, and feel the tragic battles that have happened in the past." ”

"Time...... Heh~"

A sneer appeared on Sarjan's face: "Don't think I can't see it, it's just a false illusion created by you combined with the power of the Eye of Amansur, but...... That's fine. ”

"Boom!"

Soaring into the air, Salian jumped straight from the city wall into the atrium of the demon-infested Crow Keep.

"Roar!!"

Due to the dragon's roar and attack amplification, Salaen had become accustomed to roaring.

The sonic attack of the dragon's roar converberated slightly, and the edge of the fantasy world fluctuated slightly.

The demon's physical fitness was far above that of mortals, and the dragon's roar only paused them for a moment, and then he picked up the weapon in his hand and pounced on Sarjan who dared to take the initiative with a hideous face.

This illusion should have been experienced by Alisander, and all aspects were restored very well, and the demon guard with the big sword looked very realistic.

"Bell!"

Holding Quelcera across in front of him and blocking several weapons that were attacking him, Salaen used his strength to fight back and slash out with his vengeance, first taking out one of the demon guards who rushed to the front.

The Demon Guardians are the backbone of the Burning Legion.

In layman's terms, it is a high-level miscellaneous soldier.

Each Demon Guardian has at least level 35 or so, and it is not difficult to deal with them individually, but there are too many people who can't stand them.

Although Salian may seem reckless, he does not joke with his life in battle.

While fighting and retreating, Sarean made sure that no more than 4 demon guards would appear around him at the same time.

With his strong physique from the dragon race, he managed to stand tall among the enemy, and even minor injuries would heal on their own in no time.

The temporary comrades around Saljan changed one after another, and the vast majority of the soldiers in Crowburg held out for less than 10 minutes.

As he retreated to the castle tower, Sarjan unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.

Garrod Shadowsong, he was next to the murderous Kutalos Ravenkes.

Because this is just an illusion, the expressions of all the NPCs appear to be a little stiff.

Sarren: "It's endless, help me think of a way, how to break through this illusion?" ”

[Either find the constituent core of the illusion, or forcibly break it by force.] 】

[In this fantasy world, because of the endless battles, it is not easy to find the core, I suggest directly breaking it with force. 】

[Xiao Sa, do you remember the boundary that fluctuated after being affected by the dragon's roar? Go there and force the illusion through! 】

"Just what I want!"

Driven by the increasingly condensed power of the red dragon in his body, Salian leaped from the castle tower and transformed into a young dragon with golden scales all over in midair.

"Huh?"

Elisander, who had been watching the whole time, let out a voice of surprise from outside the illusion.

Without waiting for her to think carefully, the dragon-form Sarlian took a deep breath.

"Aang!!"

By highly compressing the force of nature, Sarjan spewed a string of life flames, leaving a burning trail in the courtyard of Crowcastle, and a large number of demons were affected and burned to charcoal on the spot.

After clearing a path to find the boundary of the illusion, Sarian concentrated his firepower and once again used the dragon's breath to perform an explosive output.

"Ding!"

As the first crack appeared at the boundary of the barrier, the illusion was quickly pierced, and all the images in front of him dissipated as fragments of memory.

After the illusion was shattered, Sarjan's consciousness reawakened in his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Elisander a few steps away with a shocked look on his face and a twinkling eye.

"You...... Is it a dragon? ”