Enter World of Warcraft with Dark Skills

Chapter 152 There is no place for bronze dragons in his world

Tyran Fordring did not expect Sylvanas Windrunner to say this. Rommath looked at Tyran, as if wanting to see what he would choose.

He shook his head. "Everyone has to pay the price for their choices. We can punish the villains. But it hasn't done anything yet. We can't punish it for something that hasn't happened yet."

“It deserved to die, but if you kill it like this, you will carry a knot in your heart that you will never be able to untie for the rest of your life.

People can use the power of hatred to make themselves strong, but hatred cannot be the only thing left.”

Sylvanas Windrunner nodded but said nothing.

Romance was relieved: "I am glad that the Alliance has such a leader. You are all young people, but you all hold great power. When you reach my age, you will understand that every power is a burden.

Every choice you make determines the life and death of several races.

No matter how mature a young person is, he cannot surpass the wisdom that comes with age.”

"We can't kill someone in advance just because we predict that he will do something bad."

"Hatred and killing will slowly distort your mind. Look at the prince of Lordaeron, who was dragged into the abyss step by step."

Everyone ended the conversation, and Sylvanas Windrunner seemed to have figured something out. Her strong character would not change easily, but at least she would not be completely immersed in hatred.

Taelan Fording said: "Let the action begin!"

Under Tandre's control, the ship flexibly bypassed a fjord and approached the figure who was casting the spell.

Taelan Fording turned around and said, "Teacher, flares, Eagle Eye."

The old dwarf immediately took out a special bullet: "One shot from this thing is equivalent to a bottle of dwarven liquor."

Sylvanas Windrunner immediately used Eagle Vision with the help of flares.

"There are three types of undead: orc skeleton warriors, spellcasters, and skeleton ogre mages. Those three piles of bones keep summoning undead. You can never kill them all."

Rommath said, "That old orc didn't lie to us. These people should be Black Tusk orcs, warlocks from the Stormraider clan, and people from the Twilight Hammer. They were summoned by the skull after their death."

Tyran Fording said: "Kael, you and Master Rommath will be responsible for dismantling the magic circle. General Sylvanas, you and my teacher will be responsible for long-range support."

"Take action!"

Kael'thas nodded and agreed: "Leave it to me!"

Then Taelan Fording activated the Holy Freezing Aura. With a snap, all the undead on the island were frozen.

Jaina immediately summoned a blizzard. With the support of her ice talent, Jaina's magic power was amazing.

They fought their way through a passage and arrived in front of the altar.

Tyran Fording activated his own demigod domain, and the shelter perfectly protected these people.

As long as the undead entered this holy area, they would be repelled by the cross-shaped holy light.

The high elves were indeed unique in their magic. Kael'thas and Archmage Rommath soon worked together to break the magic circle. The phantom dissipated unwillingly.

A skeleton emitting black gas appeared in front of them, and the three piles of corpses began to collapse.

Jaina, who was proficient in transformation spells, felt the changes in time and space, and frowned and said, "Draxxul lied to us. These three piles of bones are a seal. Everyone, be careful, something is about to come out. This warlock is so hateful!"

Sylvanas Windrunner, however, had no good feelings towards orcs and undead, and she almost became one of the undead.

The archmage did not let anyone take the skull, but picked it up himself using the mage's hand.

"There is a soul trapped in this thing, and the power of shadow seals it." Taelan Fording said: "This soul may be the child of Drakthul."

When Tyran Fording heard the Archmage say that it was the power of shadow that sealed the skull, he suddenly thought of the shadow orb in Maiev's Shadowsong quest.

The fragments of the orb were left beneath the Broken Isles. Who sealed this skeleton with the power of shadow?
There is something weird here. Draxul didn't tell a lie, but he hid something.

Just as they were beginning to discuss whether or not to give the skull to the orc warlock, a heart-pounding roar came from the unlocked magic circle.

Chromie hurried to the Broken Isles, but when he arrived here, he was blocked by a huge fellow.

Anachronos, a pointed horn grew on its head, its wings turned white, and its golden scales turned blue.

Chromie was surprised and asked, "Eternal Dragon?"

After it lost the power of time, Milok was gone, but Anachronos still possessed amazing power.

No wonder the timeline here is messed up, it turns out it is here. It was once the most outstanding offspring of Nozdormu, but now it has become a slave of the void.

It all started with several actions against Taelan Fordring.

Affected by the power of the Eternal Dragon, Chromie felt the passage of time again. He already knew why Anachronos had to keep maintaining the timeline.

The ancient god C'Thun!
Taelan Fordring's intervention allowed Cho'gall to enter the gates of Ahn'Qiraj ahead of time. In the near future, it will sacrifice an artifact to revive the old god. It will break through the seal of the beetle wall.

Only by exiling Tirion and making Tyran Fordring a member of the Scarlet Crusade can we prevent Tyran Fordring from growing up.

Only by maintaining the original timeline can the foreign chief grow up smoothly and save the world. Only in this way can all things in this world survive. Otherwise, they will surely usher in the end of time.

As for the will of Azeroth and the efforts of the creatures, they are not within its consideration. As long as it can complete the task left by the Titans, it will do it at all costs.

Chromie looked at the already mad Anachronos.

"The existence of bronze dragons is a mistake. It is you who caused the extinction of this race! His Majesty can't come back because of your corruption, right? You don't want His Majesty to become like you, do you?"

Anachronos said: "Foolish mortals are worthless. Everything should be subject to the will of the master!"

"Everything I do is just. Only in this way can I avoid the end of time."

"I will let Sal become the savior smoothly according to the timeline. I will let them die here."

"As for you, you should just sit here and watch them face an ancient evil god!"

"Don't try to be clever. They are now in a dead end. These people must die!"

"Only if they are trapped here can the seal of the void be maintained."

"Otherwise they will invite greater disaster."

Chromie looked at the already mad Anachronos and whispered:
"You have no idea how powerful a demigod who masters the Force is.

That is a power far beyond that of the Guardian Dragon. The power of the Titan Guardian comes from the blessing of outsiders. But his power comes from himself, from the world will of Azeroth. "

“If you don’t clear this fog and let them leave, even I will be mercilessly attacked by Ezelena’s guardian knights.

We have always only considered the tasks left by other Titans, but no one cares about the thoughts of the Titans on our own planet. Such behavior will be regarded as betrayal by the world's will."

"After Ragnarok, the Caverns of Time will be destroyed."

"There is no place for bronze dragons in his world."

(End of this chapter)