The bronze dragon Sephiel's face was pale. She followed Chromie who kept flying forward. The two huge bronze dragons spread their wings forward in the timeline of countless time fragments reorganized.
Time fragments from the past and the future passed under their huge wings, shining with different colors, making the tunnel of the timeline become colorful. In the constant shining light, the ominous premonition in Seifer's heart became more and more...
Getting more and more solemn.
The timeline managed by Sephiel has been completely messed up. She can't see the future clearly in her own timeline. Therefore, the timeline the two of them are on is managed by Chromie, the "problem child" in the Bronze Dragon.
She often wanders around in the time stream, causing the timeline she manages to be very irregular and full of intricate little troubles.
But these troubles will not affect future trends.
"Don't be afraid, Sephiel."
While moving forward into the future of time, Chromie said to his timid friend:
"We have been told since birth that the final future is unchangeable. Once, like you, I thought that the final future would be bright, but it was not!"
"As my understanding of the timeline becomes deeper, I feel more and more that the diversity of the future is the most critical factor in ensuring the eternal survival of Azeroth. Therefore, the so-called final future should not have happened...
But it happened."
The storm of time is entrenched in front of the two bronze dragons. It is the barrier that must be passed to lead to the final future. It is the seal set by the Lord of Time to protect the "final future" to prevent some extremely curious bronze dragons from peeking.
Picture of the future.
"Follow me, Sephiel!"
Chromie's wings stopped flying. In the bronze phantom of time, she turned into a little dwarf priest, holding a shining staff in her hand. She turned her head and looked at the elf who had also turned back into an elf.
Sephiel, that cute little face is full of seriousness:
"I have visited that final future more than once. I can only tell you that it is a desperate scam. The strange elf Tyrion you met is right. I am not just moving back and forth in the timeline for fun.
, I want to change it, but I can’t find a way, and try my best, I can’t shake this inevitable twilight moment.”
"This storm is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be involved in an unknown time, but I have found an absolutely safe path."
Chromie stepped forward, and the strong wind composed of chaotic time blew up her golden hair. The two buns on the top of her head were also constantly swaying in the dark wind. The dwarf's priest's robe was blown by the wind, and she
He stretched out his left hand to block the strong wind in front of him and said with difficulty:
"That was probably the only remaining sanity in Nozdormu that allowed us to discover the passage left by people who are keen to explore secrets. It took me 300 years to find it, and I almost died in the storm several times during this period.
, but it’s worth it.”
A trace of stubbornness and determination flashed in the little dwarf's yellow snake eyes:
"I found the lock of the future, and you, Sephiel, you are the key I have been waiting for. It's time to open the shackles of despair that bind the entire Bronze Dragon Legion!"
"Follow me and don't go wrong!"
Sephiel did not speak. She looked at the dwarf in front of her with a different look. The friend she had grown up with became a bit strange at this moment.
In that small body, Sephiel could see that there was a giant soul hidden there, Chromie. She was much more mature than him. Compared with her, he was like a person living in a greenhouse.
Just like a little girl.
"Um"
Sephiel nodded fiercely and took the initiative to reach out and hold the dwarf's right hand. She could feel that Chromie's body was also shaking slightly. Is it because of surprise or fear?
The two walked side by side into the all-devouring time storm. The wind of time, which could weather everything, opened a dark road in front of their eyes. After they took a step, the cracks in time closed quickly, as if they were swallowed up.
It looks like the mouth of a bronze dragon.
"Chromie, you won't fight alone anymore..."
In the roaring and chaotic time, Sephiel's deep voice sounded:
"I will be with you. No matter what we have to face, you and I, we will never fight alone."
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Time has no meaning to bronze dragons. They are truly immortal existences in the dragon army, and crossing the chaotic time storm is a difficult process. Even with someone like Chromie who is familiar with the road guiding them, the two of them can cross the dangerous storm.
, and it took several months. Of course, this is nothing to the bronze dragon.
By looking back in time, they can easily return to the point in time when they started.
"Bang, bang"
The bodies of the two girls, one tall and one short, were thrown hard into the hot and desolate sand. Sephiel climbed up from the sand with difficulty. Her clothes were torn, and her arms were covered with wounds cut by the flow of time.
There were open wounds, and her long white silky hair was messy, and her beautiful image was completely overturned.
Chromie, who was lying next to her, was slightly better, but he was also very tired, and his body was also covered with wounds.
Behind them, the channel composed of chaotic yellow light was like a rotating whirlpool, slowly disappearing in the sky full of dark atmosphere.
Seifer raised his head panting and looked at the sky. It was gloomy, with thick black clouds covering the sky. From time to time, there was a purple-black lightning beating in the clouds, and among those gloomy clouds
Outside, there is pale light all over.
Without any warmth, it has an ominous brilliance.
"vomit"
The dizzy Chromie got up from the ground, ran to the side and retched. Sephiel hurriedly walked to his friend and patted her back. After a few minutes, Chromie finally came back to his senses and said weakly:
"It's okay, I'm used to it, it happens every time I come here... I hate this kind of rough teleportation!"
"So, you haven't told me where this is?"
Sephiel looked back and saw that this was a valley shrouded in a bronze halo. Except for the rolling yellow sand and the huge hourglass of time standing in the center of the sand, there was almost nothing here, and in the sand
The edge was covered by black stones, and even the only exit was blocked by black boulders.
This place felt very familiar to Sephiel, but she couldn't remember where it was for a moment.
"This is the end of time!"
Chromie was held in Sephiel's arms, and she said weakly: "The place where thousands of timelines managed by the bronze dragon finally lead, the final place where time converges, is also the end of the fate of all bronze dragons."
"Before it became the end of time, it had another name."
Chromie closed his eyes and whispered: "The Bronze Dragon Holy Land in Dragonbone Wilderness is a place we often visited when we were children."
"Ah! By the way, I remembered!"
Sephiel's eyes lit up, and she whispered: "This is where I met you. I was a young dragon born in the Caverns of Time, and you, you were a young dragon born in the Dragonblight Wilderness. At that time, you were still a young dragon.
Troublemakers are often scolded by observers."
"Yeah, no one wants to play with me."
Chromie rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "You are the only one who is willing to share food with me after being bullied and crying several times by me."
"But how did this happen here?"
Sephiel walked forward with the weak Chromie in her arms. She stood next to the huge hourglass in the center of the sand. The hourglass was a magical item that bronze dragons often used to bind and retrace time, but the one in front of her was a little weird.
The sand of time contained inside is not the usual yellow color, but a radiant light blue.
"What is sealed here is hope."
Chromie reached out and touched the cold hourglass. She said in a low mood: "It was Nozdormu who sealed his remaining conscious time in this hourglass before completely falling into madness. The powerful Lord of Time is in despair.
We hope that these sealed "hopes" can save the world."
"But that's impossible."
The little dwarf said depressedly: "If it really comes to this point, there will be no hope."
"Oh my God!"
Sephiel was soon attracted by another thing. She quickly walked to the edge of the sand with Chromie in her arms, looking at the wilderness in the southeast. In the wilderness, there was a tall tower, which was the dragon bone.
The Wyrmrest Temple in the wilderness is the council hall of the Guardian Dragon Legion and the most important stronghold. Under that temple are the sanctuaries of the five dragon legions sealed.
It is an extremely sacred place. It is said that it is here that the dragon kings received the power from the Titans, and were then given the sacred mission to become the guardians of Azeroth.
But now, the sacred temple tower has turned into a dark tower of despair, and a huge dragon corpse has been penetrated by the tower. Its weathered corpse exudes a dark atmosphere, and in the tower
Outside, there is a silent black curtain, covering the entire world, as if announcing this extremely desperate future in the most painful way.
And that huge dragon corpse, Sephiel knew it...Deathwing! That was the fallen guardian of the earth. How could it die here? How could it die in this way? Isn't it immortal?
"You recognized it, right?"
Chromie's voice became bleak:
"In this twilight moment when all things end, Deathwing fulfilled the expectations of the ancient gods. It finally corrupted the entire world, and all living things became extinct. A dead future drove Nozdormu crazy. The powerful Oath of Life
The hero Alexstrasza died at the top of Wyrmrest Temple, the awakened Ysera was corrupted by dreams and turned into the Queen of Nightmares, and Malygos, the King of Magic, detonated the Nexus in despair and destroyed the Nexus.
The whole world was pushed into hell."
"Deathwing, the initiator of everything, chose to commit suicide at the end of all things after experiencing all this... The dragon army completely withered, and the world fell with it... Be careful! Get down quickly!"
Chromie's warning made Sephiel react immediately. Without any hesitation, she grabbed Chromie and lay down under the rocks at the edge of the end of time. Above the two of them, a dark figure
The huge figure slowly flew across the sky. Sephiel looked at the familiar figure, his body swaying, his eyes full of fear.
It was the same body as the Bronze Dragon King, the great King of Time, but at this time, every scale on the body had turned into an unknown deep black, and the originally bronze dragon horns had turned into something that exuded despair.
The dark crystal dragon horns of the aura, those eyes, those originally wise eyes, were full of madness and desire for destruction. Wherever it flew, even the sky was shrouded in the aura of darkness.
"That's...what's that?"
Sephiel asked stammeringly, while Chromie sat on the sand with a gloomy look on her face. She whispered:
"That's Nozdormu after going crazy. It calls itself M'Dozno, and is the King of Eternal Dragons... You know the Eternal Dragon, right? The biggest enemy of the Bronze Dragon, at important historical nodes in every timeline.
The villains who make trouble and always want to destroy history have the same power of time as us, but they are even more crazy."
"Our King of Time is not only the King of Bronze Dragons, Sephiel, he is also the Lord of the Eternal Dragons. Our biggest enemy comes from the hands of our most beloved leader. Now you know why we are doing our best to destroy it.
Eternal dragons, but their numbers are still increasing, right?”
Chromie said with a cry:
"Because that is who we are. In the future, after Nozdormu went crazy, we were turned into monsters like it. We tried to rewrite history in a destructive way, but this is simply impossible. This is
We are constantly fighting against ourselves in a hopeless cycle that cannot be broken! How can we possibly win?”
Sephiel also fell silent, and the most baseless rumors became reality. The one who was truly stupid and ignorant was never Tyrion, but herself.
"Pa"
Chromie grabbed Sephiel's wrist tightly, and she wiped the tears on her face, with hope shining in her eyes:
"But it's different now, Sephiel. Your timeline has turned into chaos in the future. You have escaped such a fate, but this is not enough... The main timeline managed by Nozdormu remains unchanged. You and I
In the end, I will still be involved in despair...Take me to meet that death knight!"
"We have to start saving ourselves!"
In the last picture, Chromie called Tyrion a human. That was a clerical error. Please forgive me.
