For an old monster like Elisande who has survived from ancient times, dragons are not as mysterious as modern people think.
In the ancient war, the five dragon clans all sent a large number of people to participate.
Although Suramar raised the barrier early to avoid the battle, at least she knew about the full involvement of the dragon clan and the betrayal of Neltharion that was beyond everyone's expectations.
The time illusion created by Elisande is somewhere between reality and illusion. People trapped in the illusion can only rely on self-awareness to maintain combat effectiveness.
To put it simply, only abilities that exist in reality can be brought into the illusion and used, and cannot be created out of nothing.
Sarlayan can transform into a dragon in the illusion, which shows that he already has this ability in reality.
"Is this important?"
Carrying Quel'Thul on his shoulders, Sharlayan smiled indifferently: "If your use of the Eye of Aman'Thul is only to this extent, then I will be very disappointed."
Having lived to Elisande's age, she has long passed the stage of being easily angered by others.
However, as the leader of the Nightborne, Elisande must respond to the doubts of others.
With the doubts in her heart temporarily suppressed, Elisande clasped her hands together, and a purple energy ball gradually expanded between the palms of her hands.
"No matter whether you are a dragon or not, you are powerless before the power of the Pillar of Creation."
"Feel the wash of the power of time!"
Sarlayan had never fought against one who wielded the power of time before.
Now that he has decided to participate in the dispute between the Bronze Dragon and the Eternal Dragon in the future, Sarlayan will have to face those black-skinned dragons who play with time sooner or later, and he can use Elisande as a simulation test.
From Kael'thas's point of view, since we can't convince the stubborn Elisande to change his mind for the time being, it's better to let Thalayan go and rush for a while, maybe there will be a turn for the better.
"Buzz!"
The power of the Eye of Aman'Thul spread with Elisande as the center, and Kael'thas, who was wary in his heart, subconsciously clenched the Flame Strike at his waist.
However, this time the spell does not act on a wide area, but concentrates all the power on Sarlayan alone.
Under the worried gazes of Stellagosa and Valeera, Sarlayan seemed to have been pressed on the pause button suddenly, keeping his left foot half-step forward and staying motionless in place.
After immobilizing Sarlayan with one move, Elisande did not intend to take his life. He casually released an arcane missile, only wanting to leave some wounds on Sarlayan as a lesson.
Just when the arcane missile hit his abdomen, Sarlayan, who should have been imprisoned, suddenly broke free from his restraints.
"snort……"
Elisande's magic power was very impressive, and the seemingly inconspicuous arcane missile exploded into a large blood splash on Sarlayan's lower abdomen.
Screaming in pain, Sarlayan jumped up into the air as if nothing happened, and bright red blood dropped into the sky as he moved.
"What?!"
Elisande was very confident in his control ability. Originally, Sarlayan should have been imprisoned for at least ten seconds, but in fact he only paused for less than three seconds.
The wound on his abdomen stopped bleeding when Sarlayan jumped into the air. Although it still looked bloody, it actually had little effect.
Elisande's mind was a little confused, but facing Sharlayan who was attacking from the air, she calmly raised her hand and released the time shield.
Quel'Sera was obviously slowed down when it cut through the sandy-yellow shield. Elisande took this opportunity to take a step back and readjust.
"I see."
Sarlayan, who stopped in place, shook his left hand thoughtfully: "Is this the effect of the time spell? It is indeed quite magical."
Sarlayan could clearly feel that there was a temporarily uncontrollable force in his body protecting him, which offset the effect of Elisande's spell to a certain extent.
'Is the bronze dragon power hidden in the recessive genes...'
Sarlayan smiled broadly at Elisande: "I probably understand the power and effects of your spells. Come on! Second round!"
Excluding mobility skills such as charge and heroic leap, the warrior is always a short-legged melee profession.
If Elisande uses the acceleration and deceleration ability of the time spell to adjust her own and the enemy's mobility, it is really difficult for Sharlayan to catch up with her just relying on the warrior's ability, and there is a high probability that she will be kited the whole way.
It was precisely in order to avoid encountering this kind of situation that Sarlayan deliberately took up the druid profession.
Compared with short-legged warriors, druids are significantly more mobile.
At the level of Elisande, unless it is a powerful large-scale spell, common single-target spells can already be released without spells.
But no matter what, she will make corresponding forward shaking movements before casting the spell.
Seeing Elisande raise his hand to cast a spell, Sarlayan instinctively rolled to the side and turned into a silver wolf with shiny fur before he could stand up.
"Ouch!"
While running at full speed on his four slender wolf legs, Sarlayan subconsciously roared a distant and desolate wolf howl.
Just as he was about to cast a spell, Elisande suddenly felt that he was being targeted by some kind of high-ranking being, and there seemed to be another will attached to the silver wolf's cunning eyes.
'Is this...'
The silver wolf running at full speed made it difficult for Elisande to lock on to the target, so he could only try to use the time spell of area deceleration to limit Sarlayan's mobility.
However, the power of this wide-area time spell is too dispersed to have a substantial impact on the resistant Sarlayan.
Finally, he rushed in front of Elisande. As soon as the silver wolf raised his front paws and prepared to attack, Elisande disappeared in place with a flash of light.
"I'm just waiting for your move!"
Sharlayan has rich combat experience. He learned how to deal with the mage's flash spell when he was fighting with people in Quel'Thalas in his early years.
In the past, when fighting the mage, Sharlayan would deliberately leave the charge skill in emergency mode.
But it's not needed now.
When Elisande flashed forward through Sarlayan to the other end of the field, Thalayan's body changed again.
A giant bear with a height of 5 meters appeared in the center of the field. After raising its paw, it could just reach Elisande.
"Tsk! It's really troublesome to deal with a profession like Druid that is full of tricks."
'But what's more troublesome is this guy's resistance to time spells. Did he calculate this accurately and then deliberately provoke me?'
Ever since Suramar was sealed off, Elisande had not actually fought with anyone for ten thousand years, and he clearly felt unfamiliar during the battle.
Not only Elisande, Talisa had also realized this problem before, which strengthened her idea of opening up to the outside world.
Azeroth has become turbulent again. The Children of the Night can no longer continue to isolate themselves from the country. They should actively conduct various exchanges with other countries so that Suramar's army can also get opportunities for actual combat training and gradually restore its former combat effectiveness.
"Okay, let's stop here."
Once again using the time illusion clone to avoid Sarlayan's giant attack, Elisande finally shouted impatiently to stop.
"Due to your special physique, my time spell cannot cause significant damage to you, but you can't hit me easily either."
"Unless I attack with all my strength regardless of your life, continuing this battle is just a waste of time."
Sarlayan is self-aware, and Elisande has been holding back and not taking full action.
If it really offends her, in this battle with quite different levels, the final winner will definitely be Elisande.
After all, Grand Magister Elisande does not only know time spells.
As soon as it was good, Sharlayan took back Quel'Sera and nodded.
"That's fine. Suramar will become an ally of Quel'Thalas sooner or later. There is no need to hurt the harmony between them."
"I hope you will seriously consider what the people of Suramar really want, and don't continue to indulge in false illusions of time."
"false?"
Elisande frowned and retorted: "I don't think the scenes presented by those timelines are false, I..."
"So what if it's true?"
The battle is over, but Sarlayan has not given up his intention to persuade Elisande, and his momentum is still full of aggression.
"That's what happened in other timelines, and has nothing to do with you or Suramar now."
Sarlayan's eyes were quite meaningful: "Don't think I'm just talking nonsense. Time Guardian Nozdormu is indeed obsessed with time. He should be hiding in a certain timeline now to think about life."
"Don't be fooled by destiny that does not belong to you. People must live in the present and cherish the important things that really exist around them, rather than placing their hopes on the illusory 'future'."
"The world is constantly changing. Even if someone takes one more breath, it may change the direction of the future. Finding the most perfect path is just an impossible fantasy after all."
"Grand Magister, it's time for you to wake up from your self-absorbed idealism."
"Life is imperfect, but because it is imperfect and full of variables, the future with infinite possibilities will appear colorful."