In desolate Silithus, wind and sand are the eternal theme.
The thunder and drums that once filled the sky have dissipated in the howling wind, and all traces of the existence of the two armies that terrified the dragon have also been swallowed up by the desert.
Chromie caressed the bones of his comrades and let out a lonely sigh.
Three thousand six hundred years ago, the Qiraji came back from the underground. At that time, the night elves had just completed the reshaping of the social order. The Druid way promoted by Malfurion represented the interests of the majority of the night elves' civilian class. Overwhelming the interests of Dathmare and other high-level elf arcanists.
Therefore, the Kaldorei at that time had lost all arcane magic.
Although it was considered a peaceful breakup, the departure of Darth Mare and other former Highborne elves who had experienced the Well of Eternity war really weakened the night elves' war strength.
Otherwise, how could a mere Qiraji change the world?
Otherwise, the Bronze Dragon would not fully interfere in this war.
Although the red dragon and the blue dragon were also involved, the main force in that war was actually the bronze dragon.
As a person who has experienced it personally, even though Chromie has witnessed countless pains, the screams of killing in his past memories are still lingering in his ears.
This is the phantom pain from war.
It is not that the Bronze Dragon has not foreseen the end.
On the contrary, it is because they have witnessed various doomsday scenarios that the guardians of time are committed to maintaining the balance of Azeroth.
Such as the tragedy of Gnomeregan, such as the tragedy of Stratholme.
What seems to be the right move now may not become the cornerstone of good things after the erosion of time. This is the short-sighted congenital flaw of mortal species.
But in the dead Azeroth of the future, Chromie discovered that even the Aspect Dragon did not escape that flaw.
What is wrong, what went wrong, why is it that even though everything that needs to be done is done, our world will still end up like this.
Chromie had forgotten the last time he fell into this kind of confusion.
But this time was different from any before.
The bronze dragon is only the guardian of time, not the master of time. The divine power of the bronze dragon legion comes from the dragon king Nozdormu. This must be remembered.
The most important reason why the bronze dragon is still performing its duties in an orderly manner even though the Dragon King Nozdormu has been missing for many years is that the divine power from the Dragon King has not disappeared.
The great Nozdormu foresaw many dangers, and Chromie participated in many to eliminate disasters.
But this time was different. The end that Chromie witnessed was something that Nozdormu had not foreseen.
So it can be concluded that this time, time is not on Chromie's side.
When he loses his greatest support and his power of foresight, Chromie must rely on his own wisdom to get through the difficulties.
So she came to Silithus.
What is so different about the world in which this time stream exists?
Chromie couldn't understand.
That Carlos Barov is doing his best to prevent the occurrence of the undead natural disaster. Although it seems that doing so can save humans more strength, when the ancient gods escape from trouble, the curse rooted in human flesh and blood cannot resist the whispers of the ancient gods. of.
The Old Gods can exterminate all living things without the Burning Legion taking action.
madness!
The greatest significance of the undead natural disaster is to fight against the ancient gods.
This is why there must be a Lich King.
Only the undead legions who have forgotten themselves and the flesh and blood legions infected with natural disasters can resist the corruption of the ancient gods.
Only the Lich King, who is in control of everything, can fight against the Old Gods who have broken free from their bonds.
The same sleeplessness, the same calculation, the same indifference, the Lich King is born to be the nemesis of the ancient gods.
If the natural disaster of the undead is prevented, the world will inevitably be destroyed by the ancient gods in less than fifty years.
This is the conclusion reached by the Bronze Dragon after observing countless world lines. Only the Lich King can truly fight against the Ancient God.
But the final moment of this world line broke Chromie's previous understanding.
Then something must have happened that Chromie didn't know about.
As the biggest anomaly in the world, all this must be related to Carlos Barov.
So Chromie decided to observe secretly for a while before making a decision.
The skeletons of humans and bugs cannot withstand the erosion of wind and sand, but dragons can.
Chromie leaned on the keel and thought quietly, as a tall figure gradually approached in the wind and sand in the distance.
"Hero, long time no see."
"Is it you? I don't miss it at all..."
"Hey, weren't we very happy working together before?"
"It's not the first time I've worked for a bronze dragon, and you're not the only bronze dragon I know. Your reputation is very bad, Chromie."
The visitor took off his hood and cloak to block the wind and sand, and it turned out to be Dandema.
Chromie was unhappy when he heard this.
"Do you treat your great benefactor like this? Don't forget that I helped you get your little wife!"
"So there's a reason for your bad reputation. Tell me, why did you call me?"
Dandema shook her ears and patted the top of her head, and many tiny grains of sand fell down.
After accepting Fandral Staghelm's recruitment, even if he was on an errand, it was not easy to find a reason to see the bronze dragon Chromie, and Dandemar spent a lot of effort.
"I would like to know the latest information about Carlos Barov."
"Eh? Aren't you bronze dragons all experts in voyeurism? Why don't you ask me to use your invincible time flow to think of a solution?"
Dandema mocked mercilessly and became more vigilant.
"It is precisely because Carlos Barov is not an enemy that I ask you."
"What's the meaning?"
Dandema was confused.
"Around him, a huge conspiracy is taking shape that will endanger the entire world."
"...He is in Elrethalas and should be considering withdrawing his troops."
"Any more?"
"there is none left."
Chromie jumped off a dragon arm bone that could be used as a chair cushion, walked to Dandema with small steps, and motioned for him to squat down.
Although Dandema had doubts about Chromie asking Carlos, he did not doubt the bronze dragon's starting point, so he squatted down.
After the dwarf-like explanation, Dandema's eardrums felt a little itchy, and her voice was too high-pitched.
"you sure?"
Chromie nodded affirmatively.
"I am sure."
"Okay, I'll pay attention. It's time to go. If you're late, you'll be suspicious."
"Go slowly, don't send me away."
"..."
Dandema shook her head in discomfort, put on her windproof gear again, and turned to leave.
Chromie stayed there for another two days and nights.
"The ceremony is almost over."
Chromie, who noticed the change in magic power, waved his sleeves, and the ground covered by sand and dust revealed its true appearance, and the magic circle made of dragon bones was already in operation.
"Brothers and sisters, lend me your strength."
Under Chromie's magical summons, at the place where the dragon fell, four dragon souls responded to Chromie's summons and transformed into the same appearance as Chromie and merged into her body.
"Thank you, my brothers and sisters."
Seeing that no other dragon soul responded to him, Chromie ended the spell casting.
Enough, this was enough, Chromie felt that he should be able to interfere in the world.
So she left Silithus and flew north.
