"Chromie, we are just the guardians of time, not the masters of time. Especially during this sensitive period when my father and king have lost news, if you act rashly like this, something will happen."
In the far reaches of time and space, Anachronos, Nozdormu's most trusted and beloved child, sent a warning to Chromie.
"Are we going to sit back and watch the world fall because the great Nozdormu is not on his throne?"
Chromie asked rhetorically.
"I don't know why you are so attached to this world, but you should understand that the choice of my father and my king is not the world you insist on."
Anachronos tried to use the majesty of Nozdormu to force Chromie to change his mind.
"Talk, that's enough of you. Don't talk to me in the same way as to fool mortals."
Chromie started to attack with his dragon body as soon as he disagreed.
"I know you are not optimistic about this world because you cannot find its end. But I am also not optimistic about the choice you insist on. The Twilight of the Dragon will eventually come. The great Nozdormu knows it, and you Anachronos knows it. , I, Chromie, know the same."
Chromie talked about heavy topics seriously.
"Come back, Chromie, I need your power."
Anachronos' tone softened.
"There are more and more adult dragons supporting Dragon Queen Solidomi. Although I also want to find the whereabouts of my father and king, I put too much energy and strength into the search for my father and king. Bronze Dragon The Legion's control over the world is declining. Chromie, I need you to act as a bridge and mediator to mediate the differences between the Scales of the Quicksand and the Guardians of the Quicksand."
"Anachronos, your words are contradictory. Since you have unconditional faith in the great Nozdormu, why should you be afraid. The Dragon Queen will not harm her people, and the differences between you have never existed from the beginning. .The great Nozdormu has entrusted you with the important task of guarding the Caverns of Time. Then you can protect your home well, and there is no need to interfere with the Dragon Queen's affairs."
Chromic asked.
Anachronos was silent for a moment, and finally let out a sigh. Then he took the initiative to terminate this conversation that spanned time and dimensions.
"Chromie, you know I care about you. Although you have outstanding talents, you are not the great Nozdormu after all. If you continue to abuse the power of quicksand, you will become even weaker. The road ahead is so bumpy, Bronze Dragon Legion We need your strength, the great Nozdormu needs your strength, stop being willful and take good care of yourself."
Wait until Anaclos terminates contact. Chromie took a long breath and whispered, "You still can't hide your worries."
Although Chromie is not responsible for guarding the Cave of Time, there is an unknown force that is slowly eroding the Cave of Time. Chromie is well aware of this.
That's why she has frequently appeared in front of mortals in recent decades.
Even for Nozdormu, the Lord of Time, using the power of time is not without cost, not to mention Chromie is not the Aspect Dragon. Merely intervening in the fate of Carlos and Ilucia and preventing the resurrection of the servants of the ancient gods has greatly depleted Chromie's energy and body.
It's not that Chromie doesn't know how to fight. On the contrary, even among adult bronze dragons, Chromie's fighting skills are very high.
But want to do something. It's impossible not to pay a price, too much intervention time, and a huge loss of Chromie's power. This forced her to choose to avoid fighting as much as possible and use wisdom and language as weapons.
After Chromie ended the time-travel conversation, he waited for a while before Carlos slowly came back to his senses.
Looking at his sister's flushed face and even breathing, Carlos breathed a sigh of relief.
Carrying Ilucia down from the top of the faceless man's mountainous corpse, Carlos asked: "What to do next."
"The anomalies in time and space are limited to this burial ground. If you believe me, just leave first. When you leave here. Everything will return to normal, and then I will send Ilucia out to find you. The matter will be solved."
Cromilly said.
"As part of the deal, shouldn't I help you deal with the aftermath? I'm a promise-keeper."
Carlos didn't like owing unnecessary favors to others.
"You'll understand when you get out."
Cromiley finished. A portal opened.
After thinking for a moment, Carlos changed his position and handed Ilucia into Cromilly's hands.
Then, he walked into this portal that was like quicksand.
"It's such a strange sense of trust. If I had known this, I wouldn't have to choose this high elf look. That's not right. If she was a dwarf, how should I move this big girl out!"
Chromie, or Chromie, looked at Ilucia who was held in her arms like a princess, and smiled self-deprecatingly.
When Carlos crossed the portal, he felt a slight dizziness.
Then, a rusty arrow was blocked by the light barrier guarded by the ancient kings, less than thirty centimeters away from Carlos's forehead.
Cold sweat couldn't help dripping from his forehead, and the shouts of killing around him brought Carlos back to consciousness.
The two memories of intertwined time and space merged together, giving Carlos a slight sense of trance.
But even if his thinking is slightly disordered due to the collision of memories, Carlos is still not someone who can be bullied by the soldiers.
Only when the sluggish feeling of the sharp blade in his hand sinking into the bone and flesh was transmitted to his hand through the ax handle did Carlos suddenly come to his senses.
He killed someone again.
"Carlos, think of a solution! Damn it, how many people are hiding on this island!"
Khadgar shouted at the crowd.
I remembered!
Carlos finally remembered the moment the fusion of memories was completed.
Chromie asked him to eliminate the enemies on the island, and she would help him solve the problem of Ilucia.
Cromilie wants to go to Ilucia's memory dream to wake her up, at the cost of solving the current situation.
After Khadgar regained his energy, he opened a portal again, and a hundred Alterac warriors who were ready to go came here.
A mysterious force interfered with Khadgar's spell, and the teleportation could not continue.
Then, a large group of thugs appeared out of nowhere and attacked.
"You're a white wolf with nothing to show for it. In the end, it's me who does all the work!"
Carlos, who had figured out the joints, felt like he had been tricked by Chromie.
As a veteran of many battles, Carlos quickly determined that the number of enemies was around four hundred to five hundred.
If it were a normal confrontation with a hundred warriors, Carlos would not be afraid of these thugs.
But the situation in front of them was obviously wrong. These thugs with crude weapons had no concept of death at all, which made the war more difficult.
Even if your legs are broken, you still have to crawl forward; if your hand is broken, you still have to bite with your teeth.
These thugs simply aren't human anymore.
Facing such an enemy, the defense line composed of a hundred soldiers became precarious.
"Khadgar, can we open another portal? I have an entire legion of soldiers to mobilize! And now we are actually surrounded!"
Carlos shouted with some annoyance.
"No, something is interfering with my positioning."
Khadgar was also very angry. If he had known, he would have called for more people.
Since there is no good way, just fight with all your strength.
Carlos rushed into the enemy formation like a god descending from heaven, killing like a monster.
Because the duration of the ancient kings' guard is about to expire, without the protection of the holy light, things will only get worse.
Carlos must race against time.
"Come closer to me, let's rush out!"
It was irrational to fight a superior number of enemies in an open area, so Carlos decided to find a place with a barrier or something like a checkpoint to defend first. (To be continued.)
