Bronze dragon Sephiel's battle plan is actually very simple.
To sum it up simply, it is... reckless!
When Tyrion arrived at Gorgrond, she received a magical message from Khadgar. The bronze dragon that had arrived in Shadowmoon Valley stood on the cliff and took a step towards the hundred-foot cliff in front. At the moment of falling,
A huge dragon with bronze scales all over its body appeared in the sky of Shadowmoon Valley.
The light of time flowed around her body, and after a moment, two giant dragons with the same look as hers appeared next to her. They were the "self" she summoned from the past and future.
This is the reason why the Bronze Dragon is the most difficult to deal with in the Dragon Legion. Under any circumstances, a 1V1 battle will turn into an inhumane group fight. If summoning too many of itself would lead to chaos in the timeline, the Bronze Dragon would be proud.
claims that every bronze dragon is a moving dragon army.
According to common sense, an adult dragon like Sephiel can summon up to 4 versions of himself in different timelines to help fight, but the problem is that the bronze dragon is a unique creature of Azeroth, and was given the power of time by the Titan.
They can play their greatest role in Azeroth. In the world of Draenor, the power of time they can control will be weakened.
This is also the reason why Sephiel used a strategy to sneak attack on the Dark Temple. With the power of time limited, she may not necessarily be the opponent of the Dark Blade Knights in a head-on battle.
No matter how much he despises Tyrion, the legions formed by the latter and the strength of those high-level death knights are real.
"Saurfang is in Hellfire Peninsula, Yrel and the arakkoa are in the Spiers of Arak, Rogelio and Autumn are in the distant Faralon Plains, Tyrion is in Gorgrond, Grokul
Shi is in Nagrand, Serent and Severn are in Oakington...very good!"
A glimmer of contentment flashed through Sephiel's yellow snake eyes. She looked at the black temple standing at the end of the torn earth filled with evil volcanoes and magma. She and the other two of hers flapped their wings and rushed towards
Got there.
"There is only one Death Lord Luminas guarding the Dark Temple. It is the most empty time! That is now..."
"Ouch, ouch, ouch"
The roar of the giant dragon spread throughout the sky of Shadowmoon Valley in an instant. The death knights roaming on the walls of the Dark Temple quickly discovered the intruders. The piercing alarm bells rang inside the temple and in the dark sky of Shadowmoon Valley.
, two huge bronze dragons swept over the top of the temple, one on the left and one on the right, and the sandy breath of time spread on the city wall like mercury pouring down the ground.
Any death knight who comes into contact with this breath of time, and even the solid city walls themselves, become vulnerable as time passes rapidly. High-level death knights can still rely on shields to block it, and the weak lower-level undead souls
Contaminated by the poison of time, in just a blink of an eye, the weather turned into pale skeletons, and even the body dissipated in the air like sand blown by the wind.
But the counterattack of the Dark Blade Knights was equally fierce. Hundreds of armored undead dragons carried fully armed knights, roaring into the sky, and corrosive death-wounding light balls flying all over the sky, and as time progressed
, there are more and more undead dragons in the sky, and even the Broken Shamans have joined the battle.
"The "me" of the future and the past is up to you!"
Sephiel, who landed quietly on the top platform of the Dark Temple in the chaos, looked back at the sky and shook her fist towards the sky:
"We must endure until the end! We will not be ashamed of our responsibilities! We will not evade our obligations either!"
After saying that, Sephiel's figure turned into a stream of light and quickly rushed into the dark temple. At the moment when the alarm bell rang loudly, Luminas, who was having sex with Myra and the Blade of Dawn, quickly grabbed the long sword.
Pushing the powerless Myra back into the room, she shouted sharply:
"Stay inside, Myra, protect Alleria! Don't come out!"
"哐"
The heavy door was closed by the death knights. Under the leadership of Luminas, the high-level death knights were running in the temple, rushing into the upper platform to support the battle. When they rushed out of the corner, they happened to be with the others.
Sephiel, who rushed out from above, hit him head-on.
Both sides were stunned for a full second.
"Shua"
Luminas waved her swords, and the cold and heavy frost storm hit Sephiel in front of her. The death knights behind her also tightened their weapons, and at the moment they charged, Sephiel
Phil's hands danced, and the light of time shone in the passage in front of him. The yellow light curtain wrapped around the body of every death knight like quicksand.
Their time has been stopped!
Even the frost storm wielded by Luminas and the energy-evolving ice blade were fixed in static time.
Imprisoning 30 death knights at once made Sephiel feel the pressure. She stood there, took a deep breath, and then passed the "time sculptures" of various shapes of the death knights. When she walked past Luminas,
Sephiel also reached out and touched her smooth cheek. In response to this move, Luminas's eyes were dull and she continued to swing her sword.
But her soul still reacted, although as time stopped, the reaction became very obscure, as if it had been slowed down ten times. If she could, she would like to kill this weird elf in front of her with her own hands.
"Tsk tsk, she is really a beauty."
Sephiel let out a laugh like a silver bell, and her body turned into light again and disappeared into this passage. The Dark Temple was the original Karabor Temple, one of the largest cities of the Draenei, although only the remaining
Two-thirds of the original building was covered, but searching hall after hall was also a huge project.
Miss Bronze Dragon accelerated her time ten times, like a ray of light that shuttled through the entire dark temple, so fast that the vigilant Broken Ones could not react at all.
"Bang, bang"
With two soft sounds, the two death knights guarding the entrance to the lower prison fell down in response. There were two more fist marks on their hard helmets. The light trapped in time danced on them. This was because Sephiel had restrained his strength.
After all, he is an adult dragon. If we really fight him, these two low-level death knights will probably be beaten into a pulp.
"哐"
The chain hanging on the heavy door was torn open. Under the push of Sephiel's slender palm, the closed cage was opened. The bronze dragon walked into the dark cell. He raised his head and saw the chained prisoner.
The orc chief Ner'zhul was tied up in a large font on the wall. There were conspicuous bone runes on his thin cheeks. The robe on his body was in tatters. The orc lowered his head and looked like he had fainted.
The old orc had obviously suffered a lot of torture. He had lost an arm, and his robe was still stained with dried blood.
"Pah, pah"
Sephiel waved his hand, and two balls of light hit the wall, breaking the chains that bound Ner'zhul. The old orc fell to the ground. The impact did not wake him up. Obviously, Ner'zhul was extremely weak.
The elements abandoned him, he lost his power, and Ner'zhul was close to death.
"How pitiful."
Sephiel stepped forward, reached out and took off an exquisite dragon-horn-shaped kettle from his waist, and poured the clear spring water on Ner'zhul's face. Seeing the old orc's eyelids twitching, the bronze dragon knew that he was very
You'll wake up soon.
"However, Tyrion's appearance has also allowed you to live for one more year. If I had not arrived, maybe you would have escaped your destined fate by living in such a humiliating way. But living in such humiliation,
Is it really what you want?"
A trace of pity flashed in Sephiel's eyes, but then it disappeared. The cold water kept dripping on the orc's thirsty lips. After more than ten seconds, Ner'zhul opened his eyes with difficulty.
The bright eyes have become chaotic, like a real dying person who has lost all hope.
The bronze dragon folded her hands and stood in front of Ner'zhul. She looked at the dying old orc in front of her and said coldly:
"Ner'zhul, do you want to be free?"
"free?"
The old orc who woke up struggled to support his body with his only remaining arm. He wiped the water stains on his face. He raised his head and looked at Sephiel in front of him with chaotic eyes. He let out a hoarse voice in despair.
laughter:
"I failed, Tyrion deceived me, he destroyed my world, and all of this was because I trusted someone I shouldn't have trusted... Who are you? What do you want to do with me?
?Resist Tyrion?"
"I won't take advantage of you."
Sephiel waved his hand, and three things fell in front of Ner'zhul's eyes, the dark Staff of Sargeras, the Eye of Dalaran with a magical halo dancing around it, and the thick magical book Medivh's Book.
She searched the entire Dark Temple to find the artifact, and it was actually not difficult to find. Each artifact was surrounded by a large number of guardians, and the defense was very strong. Of course, it could not stop a bronze dragon that exploded with full force.
"These three things can help you escape from here. Whether you want to take revenge on Tyrion or just find a place to live in seclusion, you must first leave this prison."
Sephiel took a step back. Under her feet, a complete magic circle appeared on the ground in the beating of yellow light. The bronze dragon looked at the old orc in front of him and said softly:
"This is my sincerity!"
"But using them will attract the attention of demons. After I leave, they will attack the world along the rift I opened!"
Ner'zhul glanced at the three artifacts in front of him with a complicated expression, and then looked at Sephiel:
"You are obviously not a native of Draenor, and you lack feelings for this world, but do you think that a desperate orc chief would really attract demons to destroy his world because of his pursuit of freedom?"
"I just need you to do this. Whether you want to do this or not has nothing to do with me!"
A hint of indifference flashed in Sephiel's eyes. She bent down and looked at Ner'zhul's thin cheeks and chaotic eyes. She said nonchalantly:
"Ner'zhul, you think you are a determined hero. Do you think you will save your world in the end? You are wrong! You are not... You and I both know how selfish you actually are... You lied
But myself!”
"Buzz"
Sephiel's figure disappeared into the air in front of him. Only Ner'zhul was left in the quiet cell. He looked around. After realizing that the mysterious guy had really disappeared, the old orc stretched out his hand.
He tightened his grip on the Staff of Sargeras in front of him.
His chaotic eyes shone with contradictory light. He did long for freedom and revenge against Tyrion, but... before he was caught by the death knight, he really wanted to save his world, plus
In that conversation with Tyrion, Ner'zhul was indeed a selfish person.
But compared with those truly heinous villains, this former great shaman did still have the last bit of conscience for his own race.
Sephiel, who was hiding outside the timeline, was not aware of the exchange between Tyrion and Ner'zhul. She just looked at Ner'zhul, who was in conflict, with a flash of anxiety in her eyes. Tyrion and the death knights
Will come back at any time, she must find a way to force this hesitant orc to make a decision.
"Pa"
Sephiel waved his hand to remove the time constraints of the death knights in the Black Temple. The next moment, low and scattered footsteps sounded outside the cell. This sound woke up the hesitant Ner'zhul, and he soon realized
, there was not much time left for him to hesitate.
Is he willing to commit suicide?
Of course not! If Ner'zhul wanted to commit suicide, he would have done it long ago.
In the old orc's heart, he still has a yearning for life. Since he is not willing to die here in such a humble way, there is only one choice he can make!
Ner'zhul lay on the ground, flipping through the Book of Medivh quickly, and quickly found the spell he needed. Although he lost the power of the elements, the Eye of Dalaran placed at hand could still provide him with sufficient power.
With magic power, he struggled to use his remaining arm to place the Eye of Dalaran on the magic circle provided by the bronze dragon in front of him. After the magic circle was activated, the black Staff of Sargeras clicked on the magic circle.
Center of the array.
The awkward spell sounded in this dark cage, and the bronze dragon Sephiel hiding in the timeline finally showed a proud smile.
Ner'zhul didn't know that in the countless passages of time, he had made the same choice when faced with these three artifacts.
Unable to resist his inner desire for survival, he abandoned his world and escaped alone, allowing it to be completely torn apart by the violent energy. The continents and oceans sank in the disaster of the world's collapse, and less than half of the land survived.
Got down...
As he approached, endless demons rushed into the world through the door he opened, completely extinguishing its last hope.
That is also the reversal of the past that Bronze Dragon hopes to see! Although it is nearly 2 years late,... it will eventually come true!
"Tyrion, your undead army will be completely destroyed in this disaster. The demons will still occupy the world, and then encounter their second defeat in Azeroth!"
Sephiel watched Ner'zhul finally open the door to the boundless void in the scepter of Sargeras. At the moment when the entire dark temple was rendered by violent magic, a chilling stubbornness flashed in her blue eyes.
:
"After your death, everything in the past that was changed by you will return to its place, and I...I will personally protect the only correct future!"
"The war between you and me will end today! And I, the bronze dragon Sephiel, will be the final winner!"
