"Why interfere with Elrethalas? Give me an explanation, Anachronos, my son."
The Bronze Dragon Queen Solidomi questioned Anachronos sternly.
In the days when the Bronze Dragon King Nozdormu left the Caverns of Time, the Dragon Queen Solidomi acted as part of the authority of the King of Time and Sand, while Anachronos was responsible for guarding the Bronze Dragon's lair in the Tanaris Desert— ——The Cave of Time.
This time, Anachronos went beyond Solidomi and sent his compatriots to Azshara to intercept Azoregos, which angered his mother.
The Dragon Queen's anger came from the questioning of Malygos, the Blue Dragon King.
"It's what my father meant."
Anachronos answered Solidomy's question.
"Nozdormu? We all know that your father was caught in the time stream. Even if he really gave you a will, why didn't you tell me?"
Solidomi's anger is rising. She feels that her son's lies are too childish.
"Mother, I am serious. It is also my father's intention not to let you know."
"That's enough. Before I lift your ban, you are strictly prohibited from contacting the time stream, and you are not allowed to leave the Cave of Time."
The Dragon Queen issued severe punishment orders.
"I accept your decision."
The huge head under Anachronos walked backwards away from the Dragon Queen's residence, returned to the cave of time, lay down under the huge hourglass, and slept peacefully.
He didn't lie, or he didn't lie intentionally.
The order to interfere with the Well of Souls did come from Nozdormu, but it was not issued by Nozdormu himself.
Nozdormu has been missing for nearly ten thousand years. This is the top secret hidden by the bronze dragon.
After the victory at the Well of Eternity, the four-color dragon king blessed the world tree Nordrassil and granted the night elves eternal life. This was the last time the bronze dragon king Nozdormu appeared in front of mortals.
Not long after that, Nozdormu disappeared into the long river of time.
Even in the Battle of Quicksand three thousand years ago, when the bronze dragons suffered heavy casualties in fighting the returning Qiraji, Nozdormu did not show up.
In fact, that war was presided over by Dragon Queen Solidomi, and it was that war that established the Dragon Queen's authority.
The social structure of bronze dragons is different from that of other guardian dragons. The growth of bronze dragons is not simply eating. Only by going through the baptism of the flow of time and completing the baptism of a time trial can they finally reach adulthood.
What unites the will of the Bronze Dragon Clan is not bloodline and authority, but a common philosophy.
During the years when Nozdormu was missing, the Bronze Dragon still faithfully performed its duties, but the separation of positions had already materialized.
Most of the Quicksand Scales, headed by Dragon Queen Solidomi, faithfully fulfill their mission of guarding the time flow and maintaining the fragile time dimension of Azeroth.
Anachronos and his supporters believe that retrieving Nozdormu is the bronze dragon's top priority.
The two are not contradictory, but there are differences.
A small figure climbed up Anachronos's nose.
"I'm grounded, Chromie."
Anaclos did not open his eyes, but only used his thoughts to communicate with the visitor.
"Solidomi only issued a restraining order, but did not confine you."
Chromie took out a small bag of fried chicken nuggets and waved it in front of Anachronos's nose.
"Eat?"
Anachronos changed into his human form, sat cross-legged with Chromie, and started eating.
"What do you want to do, Cronom? I believe that the decree was sent by my father, but it is too strange to get it from you. I know that my father has a preference for you, but..."
"I understand, I understand, you are the Bronze Dragon Prince."
"Shut up, you know that's not what I meant."
"Anachronos, in terms of power, you are more powerful than me. In fact, you surpassed the Dragon Queen two thousand years ago. I know this. But when it comes to understanding the flow of time, I am not targeting anyone. I am more powerful than you all." It’s scum.”
Chromie said, twisting a handful of quicksand with his tiny fingers and letting it slide down.
"What exactly do you want to get? What do you want to get from this matter?"
Anaclos asked seriously as he snatched the last piece of fried chicken from Chromie's hand.
"Didn't you notice? The flow of time has changed direction."
Chromie waved his fist to show his dissatisfaction, and then became serious.
"Countless possibilities, countless worlds, just like what we say when we fool those mortals, the flow of time can be big or small, but disasters are not big or small. But we all know that this is not the case. The flow of time will collapse and be reborn, The time stream where that mortal king, Carlos Barov, is swallowing up other possibilities."
"What are you trying to explain? This is just a one-sided conclusion drawn from our perspective. Even my father does not have such power. We are only the guardians of time, not the masters of time. Whether it is coincidence or necessity, mortals have no ability. Interfere with the flow of time.”
"But Elune does."
"..."
Anachronos fell silent.
"There's something driving this."
Chromie added.
"What does this have to do with me? I'm just a stupid kid grounded by my mother."
Anachronos fell on his back, legs crossed.
"I suspect that Dragon Twilight has accelerated."
"No, father will return at the critical moment, don't worry about it."
"Give me the key, I want to take a look."
Chromie held out his palm.
"I do not know what you're talking about."
Anachronos swayed on the balls of his feet, seemingly at ease.
"You know. Every bronze dragon knows about the legend of Dragon Twilight, but only you followed your father to witness it. My ability cannot span such a distant time, but you have been there, you know the time node, and you can give the key Give me."
Anaclos sat up again with a sudden jerk, and his deep hand gave Chromie a head-shattering blow, ejecting Chromie in the dwarf form ten meters away.
"Get lost, I'm going to bed."
"Damn it! Anachronos you bastard!"
Chromie left angrily, and Anachronos didn't bother to change back to his dragon form. He just continued to lie there, with the huge hourglass of time behind him still flowing mysteriously.
Until he left the Cave of Time, Chromie couldn't help but rub the red and swollen bump on his forehead.
"Damn it, that bastard Anachronos, it hurts!"
Unable to hold back the tears, Chromie made sure there were no monitors around. She squatted on the ground and rubbed her hands furiously. For a long time, a mysterious rune appeared on her palm.
Anachronos finally gave Chromie the key she wanted.
"It's not just my father and the moon god who can interfere with the flow of time, but also the world itself..."
Chromie knew from the fact that she was killed in large numbers that something major was happening in Azeroth, but she didn't know what exactly happened.
So she decided to see it for herself.
