"Changing the time stream is a very risky behavior, and any attempt to change the timeline cannot avoid the self-correction of the time stream."
On the third floor of the Tianya Tavern, Lord Darkblade is sitting on a chair, listening to the dwarf Chromie in front of him telling about the rules of time. Compared to a simple Sephiel, Chromie is more knowledgeable about time.
Expert, she talked while drinking Delano's fruit wine:
"To give a simple example, you saved Lothar in the Burning Steppes, but this cannot change the reality that humans will win. It has been nearly 4 years since Lothar survived, but in fact Azeroth
The situation has not changed much."
Chromie looked at Tyrion:
"Although on the one hand it is because Medivh hid Lothar in Karazhan and prevented him from intervening in world affairs, on the other hand, it is also because time flows in the missing link of self-correction. In the face of the fate of the entire world, a person's life
Life and death are not that important, even if he is a hero praised by thousands of people."
"In my opinion, what's really smart about you is that you didn't attack the important pillars of the timeline at the beginning."
Tyrion's brows raised, and he drank a glass of tasteless liquid:
"You mean, Sal Alsace?"
"Yes, fate is constantly changing. The pillar of the timeline 10,000 years ago was the Elf Queen Azshara. Can you imagine the result of Azshara's sudden death? The history of the entire world will change. The most terrible thing is that when Azshara
After Sara's death, the combined action of many factors will directly lead to the failure of the War of the Ancients, and the world will have no future!"
Chromie reached out and put the fruit wine in front of Sephiel in front of her. She tapped the cup, and with a crisp sound, she said:
"The turbulent era ten thousand years later also has its own protagonists. Without them, the timeline cannot continue to move forward, which will lead to unexpected results, and the worst kind will destabilize the world order and the hope of all things.
will be wiped out, and in the foreseeable future, the world will be completely destroyed. We call it "timeline collapse", and such a timeline will be abandoned by the Bronze Dragon."
"They have completely lost the possibility of being saved, and once this happens, it will directly lead to the intervention of the Time Observer! That is a higher level of power than the timeline manager."
After Sephiel finished the second half of Chromie's sentence, she looked at Tyrion:
"Time Observers are all powerful ancient dragons, the first batch of powerful warriors to accept the power of time. At the time points when you meet Arthas and Thrall, you are simply dancing on the blade. Once
If you attract them, you have no chance of survival!"
Tyrion did not answer or comment on this, and the atmosphere of the conversation between the two parties became cold. After a moment, Chromie rolled his eyes and broke the silence again.
"Before I came here, I read through the complete timeline of Sephiel's management. I saw every step you took. You undoubtedly have a huge plan, and it has already been implemented. You cleverly used
You have learned a lot of things that would have happened to achieve your goals, thereby avoiding the great turbulence of the timeline. My intuition tells me that maybe you probably know more than us about the future of this world."
The dwarf's eyes widened and she whispered:
"This sounds unlikely, but it is the fact. You still know everything that happened at the end of time, you..."
"Let this meaningless temptation end, Chromie, I can only tell you that I have not only seen Mdozno!"
Tyrion waved his hand to interrupt Chromie's constant questions, and said softly:
"I even killed it! But the death of the Eternal Dragon King can't change anything. Nozdormu will eventually go crazy, and the death of Mdozno means that the Lord of Time will also die at a future node.
What’s even worse is that maybe before that point arrives, in order to get rid of this nightmare, it will take an opportunity to voluntarily give up the power of time given by Titan!”
The death knight's voice became cold:
"Imagine, ladies of the Bronze Dragon, when the Aspect Dragon loses the power to control the rules, when the Titan Guardians are corrupted by the minions of the Void one after another, when the final battle comes and the Dark Titan is sealed in the Pantheon,
When the real "evil" fails, what will this "victory" world face?"
"hehe"
Tyrion sneered twice:
"The Void! The endless void, deep underground in the world of Azeroth, the evil forces that are awakening reveal this terrible future... It is not unreasonable for the Dark Titan Sargeras to destroy Azeroth!
You and I both know very well..."
"Azeroth has long been infected by the void!"
"Long before the birth of civilization, even before the dragon appeared, it had already fallen into the abyss of the void. If no one pulled out the source of infection that pierced its body, it would be... hopeless
Yes, this was originally your responsibility and mission, but unfortunately, you have given up on it."
"We didn't!"
Seifer retorted:
"A thousand years ago, the Bronze Dragon joined the Battle of Quicksand, and we are also trying to fight against the Ancient God who is about to break the seal!"
"You're lying to someone who knows everything."
Tyrion looked at her faintly and whispered:
"Isn't it that the reason why the Bronze Dragon joined the Battle of Quicksand was because the insect-men in the Tanaris Desert threatened the existence of the Cave of Time? Don't sound so noble. If you really remember your mission,
We shouldn’t just seal the Beetle Wall, but rush into the ground and tear the worms and their evil god into pieces together!”
"But you didn't do that! It's a pity that you failed to live up to the power you have. The dragon also has its own selfishness. Since sacrifices are required to save the world, why aren't other people sacrificed? Why aren't humble humans being sacrificed?
But what about the noble dragon?"
There was a mocking smile on Tyrion's lips:
"Look, you don't need to refute me. The second Quicksand War that will happen in the future has already shown all this. You will only hide behind and watch the changes in fate, driving mortals to die and letting them use the bones of their compatriots.
Fill the insect nests with death, and then you will call them "real heroes"."
"Not only the battle of quicksand, but also the magical disaster caused by the old blue dragon, and the future era of cataclysm. It was you who always drove mortals to die. Even at the end of the fight against Deathwing, the dragon kings
Sacrifice may not necessarily be for the sake of this world. You didn’t show up when the demons invaded Azeroth for the third time..."
"The so-called era of mortals? Isn't it just to throw all your missions and responsibilities to mortals? Haha, bullshit mission! In the end, you are just a group of slightly stronger cowards. The Titans have trusted the wrong person.
, that’s all I can say.”
Tyrion waved his hand in disinterest:
"But what's the use of saying so much? I'm not discussing with you how to save that world... I have my purpose. There is only one reason why I say so much. Don't interfere with my actions anymore. Wait until I get it.
When we get to Dragon Soul, I will help you two escape the fate of madness in the future, and truly free the timeline you two manage."
Lord Dark Blade picked up the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and wiped his mouth:
"If you still want more...I'm sorry, I may not be able to help."
This sharp rebuttal pierced the hearts of Sephiel and Chromie like a sharp sword. They could not refute Tyrion because they were bronze dragons and they could see everything that happened in the future, and that,
As Tyrion said.
In the turbulent world of the future, when Azeroth faces the threat of destruction again and again, the dragons rarely appear on the stage. In a sense, the dragons have indeed chosen to escape.
Of course, they can also say that turning from death to life is the instinct of all living things, and the dragon cannot be blamed for wanting to live on for a while!
But the real problem is that the Titan not only gave the Dragon King power, but also gave him a mission that must be undertaken to bear this power. The dragons cannot escape, but they should not escape.
But they just escaped, which was so embarrassing.
Seeing Chromie and Sephiel in silence, Tyrion shrugged:
"One last time, do you want to cooperate?"
"want!"
Chromie said with an ugly face: "No matter how you slander us, at least Sephiel and I are trying to unlock the shackles of the crazy Nozdormu on the bronze dragon. I see hope. I can't just give up.
Tell me, what do you need us to do?"
“Good, wise choice.”
Tyrion rubbed the wine glass in his hand and said softly:
"Don't interfere with my actions is the first rule!"
"This is acceptable, but when you make some dangerous moves that will attract the attention of Time Observers, or even Nozdormu himself, we will stop you immediately!"
Chromie said loudly: "This secret meeting has tied us together, and no one will be willing to accompany you to death!"
"This is the second request."
Tyrion blinked:
"Whether it's the Time Observers or those nasty eternal dragons, I don't want them to appear in this timeline. Until we achieve a small victory, I want an environment that won't be disturbed."
"And the final third!"
A cold light flashed in the death knight's narrowed eyes:
"Help me deal with... Medivh!"
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Just when Tyrion and the bronze dragons were "talking happily", in the Shattrath City Orphanage, a little girl was also faced with a difficult choice.
"I...I..."
When the little girl faced the choice given by Alleria, she was so anxious that she burst into tears.
She grabbed the hem of the orc mother-in-law's skirt and looked at Alleria again. Finally, Windrunner looked back at the children hiding in the orphanage watching her, looking at their thin faces and shabby clothes.
Alleria turned around and said to Dornan:
"If you follow me, I can guarantee that your children will get enough food and enough new clothes, and your kind mother-in-law will no longer have to frugally raise them. Everyone will have a better life, and will
There are new toys...you can give them to them. They will no longer need to freeze or starve, and they will live a happier life. As long as you nod your head, they can have all these."
Windrunner reached out and stroked little Dornan's hair. She could feel the child's body trembling. She hesitated. After a moment, she asked again:
"So, what do you say? Are you willing to be my and Tyrion's daughter?"
The moment Tyrion's name appeared, the expression of the old orc woman changed drastically, but before she could stop her, little Dornan took a step forward and held Alleria in his arms like a victim.
wrist, she said in a sobbing voice:
"I do...but you, you have to do everything you say!"
"certainly."
Alleria picked up the little girl, gently smoothed her hair, and said softly:
"Of course, as you wish, my daughter."
Seeing Alleria hugging Dornan and leaving, the old orc woman bent down with pain on her face and picked up Dornan's favorite doll, the old little bear. The orc woman's eyes were full of bitterness.
She knew that just now, without knowing the truth, she pushed little Dornan into an abyss of despair with her own hands. That was Tyrion... that was the King of the Undead!
"Shua"
Nasa's figure appeared in front of the orc old woman. She reached out and took the old doll, and said to the orc old woman in a hoarse voice:
"You will get everything you need soon. If anyone in Shattrath causes trouble for you, you can send people to Alleria Fortress in Terokkar Forest for help. Don't worry, kind-hearted orcs...
.Although Alleria is dead, her soul is not evil, and the child will have a perfect future."
When Tyrion walked out of the End of the World Tavern, he saw an elated Alleria and a little Draenei girl she was holding in her hand. She was wearing a new dress and looking at her with fear.
Looking at him, when Tyrion's eyes moved over, the little girl hid behind Alleria in fear.
"So, whose child is this?"
Tyrion asked, Alleria picked up Dornan, took a step forward, stuffed the little girl into Tyrion's arms, then opened her arms and hugged Tyrion, like a happy family of three
Same.
"Honey, this is my daughter..."
Tyrion frowned, and the next moment, Alleria rested her head on his shoulder and said softly:
"She's our daughter! Didn't you say you've always wanted a child?"
"Uh...okay."
Lord Darkblade held the little Draenei girl with a strange look on his face. He was a little uncomfortable with such close contact with a strange living person, but at Alleria's request, he had to hold little Dornan in his arms.
In his arms, he returned all the way to the Dark Temple.
Looking at the huge fortress suspended in the sky, Alleria opened her mouth subconsciously in Tyrion's arms, and Little Dornan, who looked surprised, said proudly:
"From today on, you are the little princess of the Dark Blade Knights!"
