Stratholme God

  Chapter 1316 The Showdown of Nozdormu

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Every victim was screaming hoarsely. They not only squeezed out every bit of air in their lungs.

   At the same time, on Draenor, on the other side of the Far Void, an equal number of prisoners were brutally murdered.

   This group, led by the Draenei, is an alien existence to the orcs, and perfectly plays the role of a battery.

   All of their vitality was merged into the magic circle under the Dark Portal.

  The two doors with the same shape in different worlds open up a strange resonance across time and space.

   "Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

   Evil and annoying sound shook the world of Azeroth, and even the double moon above the sky seemed to blur.

  The history line is completely messed up, because there is a second, identical Dark Portal in Azeroth!

Different from the previous teleportation of the Iron Tribe, that kind of short-lived teleportation portal that can only be used for a period of time, even without Longmian Temple's action, it will be resisted by Ai Xing himself, and the space hole that is poked out is more like a self. more and more closed.

   This time, it was outrageous. Through the shared vision of the sand sculpture players who sneaked into the southern area of ​​Tiragarde Sound, McDonald saw everything.

   This is not the first time he has seen the Dark Portal. When Despicable Roar really created it, he was unavoidable to be annoyed. He quickly fell on his desk, closed his eyes, and contacted Nozdormu, the bronze dragon king, through the Emerald Dream.

   "Hey! Nozdormu! Two Dark Portals! This is not a time-space disturbance, what is a time-space disturbance? You, the time-space guardian, are really lonely." MacDonald sprayed when he came up.

   In his mental vision, the huge bronze-colored dragon quickly transformed into a familiar elf shape.

When    met McDonald's gaze, Nozdormu's gaze was very strange.

  The voice of the Bronze Dragon King, as always, is full of majesty and mystery: "Disturbing the time and space? The biggest culprit in disrupting this Azeroth time and space is you - MacDonald!"

  Well, you are so right that I am speechless.

  Mike was choked for a second, and stopped for a second before retorting: "My actions were approved by the Star Soul of Azeroth."

   "That's why I haven't ordered the entire clan to be dispatched to kill you and your bastards."

  Although Mai would like to clarify - the per capita nickname of Sand Sculpture players is [dog very], but he is really not his son of a bitch.

  However, as soon as Nozdormu said these words, McDonald's immediately seemed to hear a phantom sound made by the sand sculptures in his ears, "Do you dare Nozdormu to show blood!?"

   Madan, I'm in the middle, there are no people on either side!

   Complained a bit in his heart, and McDonald explained (cunningly) explained (argued): "Our existence is the most beneficial to Azeroth! This can give Aixing a better and brighter future!"

   "Really? Maybe!" Rarely, Nozdormu was noncommittal.

   He slowly approached McDonald's, and behind him appeared one by one bizarre 'rectangular screens'. McDonald's glanced at what was playing on the small screen and knew immediately that it was a piece of history.

  Mai noticed that the image on Nozdormu's left hand side was getting blurry, the image was flowing from left to right, the right side was a fragment of the past time point, and the left side should be the part representing the future.

   He couldn't help but say with a guilty conscience: "This, using [Dragon Soul] to kill Neltharion cost you... a lot of power?"

   The corner of Nozdormu's mouth twitched: "You really 'know' all the 'history' of Azeroth's past and future, the transmigrator [McDonald]!"

   McDonald's was so scared that his liver almost flew out of his chest: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense."

  Someone subconsciously threw out the denial three.

   The pair of bronze vertical pupils on the opposite side seemed to see through the soul and memory of the traveler. The upturned corners of the Bronze Dragon King's mouth became more pronounced: "According to the original 'history', I should have used up all the power given by the Titans like the other Dragon Kings, and gradually turned into an ordinary giant dragon with the passage of time. Isn't it? ?"

  “…”

  What if McDonald's kept silent?

   Still not letting the Dragon King ask and answer himself?

"It's a pity! Thrall, who was supposed to replace the Black Dragon King, didn't appear. Instead, the one who participated in the ceremony became a real Dragon King with pure blood. This made the consumption of the five Dragon Kings much smaller than the 'original history'. So I still Retaining a certain amount of divine power, does this disappoint you McDonald's?"

   It is rare for the riddle dragon Nozdormu to open up the chat box openly, but this performance made a traveler have a big [fear.jpg] on his face!

  Since the name is McDonald's, it must be a critical moment to follow your heart.

  The Dragon King also has the power of time and space. If he wants to obliterate a traveler or drive him out of Azeroth, then McDonald's really has no resistance at all.

   Just when someone's heart was racing to 300 beats per minute, Nozdormu suddenly burst out with a smile: "Have the ability to turn the world upside down, so you don't have the guts to admit it?"

   McDonald suddenly thought of a possibility and boldly said, "You really don't deal with me?"

   "You [the source of confusion in time and space] I don't want to worry about it!"

  I don’t want to control it, but it doesn’t mean I can’t control it.

   The difference is huge.

  McDonald squinted: "Why?"

"From the first day of having the power of time and space, I saw the day of my end. It's actually a very boring thing to see the same things over and over for tens of thousands of years and abide by the same duties. No wonder my compatriots, my The heir, or another 'I', went mad because of this, became the eternal dragon, and even went back to the past to fight the immutable 'I'!"

  “…”

"Not only can I see the other me in this world, but I can also see the me in other worlds. Watching countless of me all guarding the same fate and going to the end, that kind of feeling is impossible for outsiders to experience. Having said that, Nozdormu waved his hand, and a set of tables and chairs made of sand appeared out of thin air, and he sat down leisurely: "Fortunately, among the billions of me, there is one who has made other 'Is' 'A choice that was not dared to make."

   "What option?"

"He let loose a young man named Duke from Earth like you. The result was a beautiful Azeroth beyond all [Nozdormu's] expectations. That Azeroth succeeded Survived all the catastrophes, and finally moved towards a peaceful future. We named that parallel world of Azeroth the world of Storm God."

   McDonald's eyelids twitched wildly.

   He knew for a long time that the people who traveled in this world didn't know him, so he didn't know if this was the end of the world line. In fact, President Wang also mentioned to him, saying that he knew that there was a duke named Duke who was also born in the parallel world of Azeroth. Later, he was promoted in the Galactic Order Council, and it was not a big deal to mix up a high position and power. seat……

   (end of this chapter)