Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Since the remnants of the noble faction were wiped out by Kael'thas, the turbulent Quel'Thalas finally entered a relatively stable period.

Without the members of the aristocracy acting as shit sticks in the Silver Moon Council, the efficiency of the implementation of decisions issued by the royal family has improved significantly.

Although when the details are implemented, some people who are dissatisfied with the arbitrariness of the royal family will still encounter sarcasm, but at least these people dare not directly jump out to resist.

The great nobles who were dragged to the court of the Sunstrider to be executed in public are still vivid in my mind, and these "thinkers" who can only play tricks will not make life difficult for themselves.

When Andrea entered the Amani forest, Zul'Aman, the capital of the forest trolls, had already begun to demolish the city walls and rebuild.

Kael'thas gradually took over the power from the Sun King, and finally began to transform Quel'Thalas according to his own ideas.

Perhaps in the eyes of the forest trolls, Zul'Aman is an important cultural relic left by their ancestors, but all the high elves who strive for perfection feel that these primitive and simple ancient buildings are very... eye-catching.

In line with the idea of ​​destroying the enemy's cultural heritage, Kael'thas ordered Zul'Aman to be completely demolished, and a town was rebuilt on the former site of the forest troll capital.

The golden eagle that Andrea turned into was standing on the top of a big tree outside the ruins of Zul'Aman.

The unique golden leaves of Quel'Thala blocked most of the sight from below, and a khaki-colored giant dragon emerged from the space-time crack above the top of the tree, gradually revealing itself in front of Andrea.

"Your perception is still so keen."

Nozdormu with a tired face turned into a night elf form in front of Andrea, and Andrea asked with some vigilance, "So? What do you want to come to me? You don't want to throw me back into the War of the Ancients era?"

Although it is not clear what happened to Ronin, Brooks and others, the memo records the approximate travel time of Ronin and others in the ancient trilogy, which should be between the third war and the opening of World of Warcraft.

Nozdormu appeared suddenly during this dangerous time period, and Andrea subconsciously thought that this guy was going to throw himself back to the era of the War of the Ancients to work illegally.

Seeing Andrea's guarded attitude, Nozdormu shook his head with a smile and denied, "How come, you are one of the first-hand experiencers of the War of the Ancients. It is too risky to let you go back. If you are not careful, the whole article will be ruined." The timeline is collapsing."

"Ronin, Brooks, and Krasus have been and come back, don't worry I'll let you go again."

"Been there? That's good."

Andrea relaxed his vigilance a little, "Then what do you want to come to me this time? There won't be any other timelines that need to be repaired, right?"

"Hmm..." Nozdormu said hesitantly, "I don't know if it counts as correcting the timeline."

"We have found the lair of the eternal dragon, and the final battle with them is imminent, but..."

Andrea looked surprised, "I see, you haven't completely let go of your worries and confusion, have you?"

The structure of the timeline is very complicated, and even Aman'Thul, the father of the gods, cannot fully understand it, and Andrea naturally dare not pretend to understand it.

No one knows what happened to Nozdormu in the future, maybe it was corrupted by the ancient gods, or maybe it was because it was thinking of problems.

In short, the Dragon King of Time has come to a strange conclusion that the infinite timeline of Azeroth will end up in the same ending.

Now Nozdormu should have vaguely noticed that the lair occupied by the Eternal Dragon is located in the scene where he was trapped at the beginning, but the timing is different.

The Eternal Dragon took a name for the final ending of countless branch timelines of Azeroth - the end of time, and the Eternal Dragon King hid in this final timeline silently waiting for his own ending.

"Haven't I already said that?"

Andrea shrugged helplessly and said, "Azeroth is definitely not a closed-loop time structure, because such a world has no future at all, and everything is predetermined."

"I have the simplest verification method, can you go to the future of the main timeline?"

Nozdormu shook his head, "No, the trunk of time can only flow naturally, and the bronze dragon can't interfere with its flow."

"Isn't that the end?" Andrea spread his hands and said, "The future you and other bronze dragons, including Eternal Dragon, all come from branch timelines."

"Maybe there is an existence that interferes with the flow of these branch timelines, causing you in the future to fall into madness and fall, but the actions of the black hand behind the scenes cannot affect the main timeline we are in after all."

Patting Nozdormu on the shoulder, Andrea gave him a thumbs up and encouraged him heartily, "Go ahead and do it! I believe you can do it."

Fighting the Bronze Dragon and Eternal Dragon, who have the power of time, is very annoying. Andrea doesn't want to go to the end of time with Nozdormu to participate in the final battle, let them play by themselves.

Nozdormu had actually prepared for the worst in his heart, killing the Eternal Dragon King might cut off his future.

The final hesitation was dispelled by Andrea, and the bloody Time Dragon King was finally relieved, and turned back to dive into the time rift again.

"Huh~ It's really not easy to convince this guy."

All beings with prophetic abilities are not easy to fool. They are trapped by the inherent concept of time they understand, and it is difficult to jump out of this framework to make objective judgments.

Velen is like this, Elisande is like this, and Nozdormu is naturally no exception.

A second later, under Andrea's speechless gaze, the scarred Nozdormu appeared in front of him again.

The solid dragon scales were turned up in many places, and some parts were even torn off entirely. Golden dragon blood flowed out from Nozdormu's wound like time sand, it seemed that he had gone through a tough battle.

"……it's over?"

"Well, it's over."

Nozdormu looked up at the sky with a look of relief and loneliness.

"No matter how the future develops, at least I did what I should do as the time guardian of Azeroth. The eternal dragons no longer exist, and they can no longer affect the countless timelines of Azeroth."

Judging from Nozdormu's complicated and difficult emotions, it may be difficult for him to get out of this "I kill myself" battle in a short time.

But time is always the most effective medicine to heal all wounds. Some Chicken Soup for the Soul managed to persuade Nozdormu to leave, and Andrea finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"The eternal dragon is gone, and the only hidden dangers left by the five-color dragon are the Emerald Dream and Deathwing."

On the way to continue to fly to Silvermoon City, Andrea thought about how to deal with the Emerald Dream.

Malfurion spent most of the ten thousand years sleeping in the Emerald Dream, and the fundamental reason was to prevent the nightmare forces led by Xavius ​​from making trouble.

With the hidden dangers of the guardian dragon eliminated one by one, Ysera also regained her full strength as the guardian of the dream, and it was almost time to counterattack.

"How on earth are you going to catch the extremely slippery Xavius? Or... set a bait he can't refuse as a trap?"