There is no doubt that as thousands of timelines across Azeroth are merging into one, the entire time stream is in a state of extreme instability and chaos.

And this gave the Eternal Dragon Legion, which had been suppressed by the Bronze Dragon Legion, an unprecedented opportunity.

Because at this time, even Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon King, cannot straighten out the messy timeline.

It is even more impossible to see into every corner of all timelines at the same time like before, and it is almost possible to be almost omniscient.

Therefore, it is naturally suitable for hiding in the dark to carry out small actions, or simply setting a trap to sneak attack on an important target.

Of course, for the same reason, Munozdo, the master of the Eternal Dragon Legion, also cannot see the past and the future.

If the two sides were fighting for hard power with perspective and a full picture before, and it was clear to the other side what the other side was doing, then now it is equivalent to adding a new layer of fog of war, and no one knows what the other side is planning.

What.

Mirok made full use of this advantage. By constantly luring the enemy deeper, he forced his other self who had not yet fallen into darkness to continuously summon Chromie from the past and the future in the torrent of time until the upper limits of his ability and induction were exceeded. In the end, only one was left.

Light Pipe Commander.

In this way, she can use the time hourglass obtained from the Eternal Dragon King to imprison and seal it in a completely static fragment of time.

By the way, after the Bronze Dragon became the Eternal Dragon, in order to completely cut off its past self, it often spelled its name backwards.

Whether it's Mirok and Chromie or Munozdor and Nozdormu, they basically follow this rule.

After getting the chips he wanted, Mirok immediately changed from the eternal dragon form into a dwarf dressed in a dark lolita style, and easily used the ability of time stasis to freeze the rushing orc warriors in place.

Just as she was about to leave here through the torrent of time, Varok Saurfang, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out of a collapsed house in an unexpected way, waving a magic weapon with a faint green light in his hand.

The ax struck down with all his strength.

"Go to hell! Dragon!"

moment!

The airflow generated when the huge battle ax was swung even ate up the hair on Mirok's forehead, and bulging veins and veins could be seen on the two thick and congested arms.

But unfortunately, when the sharp ax blade touched the target and splashed blood on the spot, it suddenly started to become slower and slower...

To the other orcs around him, Varok Saurfang's movements seemed to have been slowed down a thousand or ten thousand times, and even the smallest expressions and muscle movements on his face were clearly visible.

The result was that Mirok walked around the front like a leisurely stroll, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The next second...

Time that had slowed down for Saurfang seemed to have suddenly returned to normal.

I saw him slashing at the spot where Mirok was standing just now with lightning speed.

boom!

Mud and gravel suddenly flew everywhere, creating a ravine thirty meters long and half a meter deep on the ground.

If this blow were struck on a flesh and blood body, the consequences can be imagined.

You don't need to ask to know that this is the destructive power that a high-level warrior can unleash in an instant.

Although it doesn't look as gorgeous and pleasing to the eye as magic, it definitely shouldn't be underestimated.

Otherwise, even the hard dragon scales may be torn on the spot.

It is precisely because of this that there were a series of incredible achievements such as Grom Hellscream leapfrogging to kill the jungle demigods Cenarius and Mannoroth, King Varian raiding the black dragon princess's lair and killing Onyxia.

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After all, compared to other spellcasting professions, the warrior's attacks seem so mediocre.

A smart enough mage can even come up with countless tactics to make it impossible for warriors to get close to him.

But such an ordinary warrior can often create unimaginable miracles in unexpected ways.

Seeing that a surprise attack that he was sure to win actually failed, Saurfang immediately showed a very puzzled expression. He first looked at the ground that he had split open, then turned around and glanced at Mirok.

I simply don’t understand why the enemy who was right in front of me a second ago managed to get around behind me.

"Sneak attack from behind is not something you should do, Varok Saurfang."

The corners of Mirok's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but rant.

After all, this orc warrior is famously disgusted with using such despicable tactics in battle.

But now, in order to avoid being affected by the time ability, he hid under the ruins in advance and suddenly picked him up to launch a surprise attack.

It really caught people off guard.

You must know that the bronze dragon and the eternal dragon are powerful not only because they have the power to control time.

In addition, they know and are familiar with the deeds, temperaments and fighting styles of almost all famous figures in the history of Azeroth.

Many of the secrets that seem very hidden to the parties involved have been seen by these guys countless times in the dark.

"You recognize me?"

Saurfang frowned subconsciously.

Because from the little dwarf's eyes and tone, he felt that the other party must be quite familiar with him.

But the problem is that he doesn't remember what he has to do with the dragon.

Mirok sneered and replied: "It's more than just acquaintance. We have met thousands of times in other timelines.

Sometimes they are enemies, and sometimes they are allies.

But no matter what the outcome is, you will always be a respectable warrior.

Sorry, I have many more important things to do, so I won’t play here with you.”

With the last word blurted out, Mirok directly raised his hand to summon an eternal dragon from the torrent of time, then jumped on it and prepared to fly away.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the moment she jumped on the dragon's back, Thrall standing in the distance suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Wait! You said you were usurped before.

What’s going on with the fate of the family? What’s going on with rewriting the timeline?”

"Haha, are you sure you really want to know?

What's more, given the current situation, what can we do even if we know it?

Can you resist the God of Contract who is feared even by the Burning Legion and the Dark Titan Sargeras?

Don't be naive!

He is simply invulnerable.

That kind of power is all-round and has no blind spots.

We have proven this countless times in the past and in the future.

Even the most powerful you are just a mortal in front of him who can be easily killed, manipulated and fooled.

I asked you like that before, mainly to create violent time fluctuations to attract Chromie's attention, nothing more."

After that, Mirok didn't care whether Thrall understood or not, and disappeared into the blue sky of Azshara riding the black eternal dragon.

As for the latter...

His face looked as ugly as if he had eaten something unclean.

Especially after seeing with his own eyes that everything he had worked so hard to build under his leadership was easily destroyed by the aftermath of the battle between two giant dragons, the young chief couldn't help but feel a strong sense of frustration and depression.

After all, it is so easy to destroy and destroy compared to the difficult construction.

The results of several months will quickly disappear in just a few days or even a few hours.

Fortunately, there were not many casualties. Only about 30 people were crushed to death at the beginning. The rest were basically lightly injured or just frightened. They were far less likely to cause damage to the villages and sentry towers on the coastline when they were attacked by warships' guns.

There were many casualties.

Thinking of this, Thrall's mind once again pictured the face of Kul Tiras Navy Commander Dai Lin, as well as the two options given by Zuo Si.

There is no doubt that the situation has developed to this point, and he has no time to hesitate anymore. The blockade on the coastline must be resolved quickly and cleanly, and the fishery and sufficient food supply must be restored.

Otherwise there will definitely be big trouble within the tribe.

No orc would obey a warchief who would only bring failure and disgrace.

Moreover, the Darkspear Trolls, whose hearts are floating in their hearts, also need a victory to appease them.

"Saurfang! I need your help!"

Thrall watched as the tribe's most powerful warrior and outstanding army commander revealed his inner plan.

As one of the few people who truly have no selfish motives and are loyal to the new Horde wholeheartedly, Varok Saurfang will obviously not refuse orders from the warchief.

So he quickly organized an elite team of less than a hundred people to quit the garbage cleaning and reconstruction work, and hid in the forest not far away and began to recharge their batteries and be fully prepared for the night's action.

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At the same time, far away at the bottom of the Sunwell on the island of Quel'Danas.

Zuo Si was enjoying the exciting and intense "Dragon Film" in one of the rooms with great interest.

Only this time the heroine is no longer Saragosa, but the red dragon queen Alexstrasza who is becoming more and more debauched under the influence of pink magic.

Right now, she was enjoying the attacks from the front and back of two giant purgatory dragons and the Blue Dragon King Malygos who had lost his Titan power. She was in an extremely excited state both physically and emotionally.
To be continued...