"Ah ah ah" every victim was wailing and screaming at the top of their lungs. They not only squeezed out every bit of air from their lungs, but also squeezed out life.
At exactly the same time, in Draenor on the other side of the distant void, an equal number of prisoners were brutally murdered.
This group of people, headed by the Draenei, are alien beings to the orcs, and they perfectly serve as batteries.
All their vitality was merged into the magic circle under the Dark Door.
Two doors with identical shapes in different worlds open up a strange resonance across time and space.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"
The strange and annoying sounds shook the world of Azeroth, and even the twin moons in the sky became blurred.
The historical line is completely messed up, because a second, identical Dark Portal appears in Azeroth!
Different from the teleportation of the Iron Tribe in the past, that kind of short-lived teleportation gate can only be used for a period of time. It does not even need Longmian Temple to take action before it will be resisted by Ai Xing himself. The hole in the space that is poked is more like a self-made teleportation gate.
Closed more and more.
This time it was outrageous. Through the shared vision of the sand sculpture players who had sneaked into the southern area of Tiragarde Strait, McDonald saw everything.
This was not the first time he had seen the Dark Portal. When Despicable Roar really created it, he was inevitably annoyed. He quickly lay down on his desk, closed his eyes, and contacted the Bronze Dragon King Nuo through the Emerald Dream.
Zdom.
"Hey! Nozdormu! Two Dark Portals! This is not disrupting time and space. What is disrupting time and space? You, the guardian of time and space, are really keeping your loneliness." McDonald shouted when he came up.
In his mental vision, the huge bronze dragon quickly transformed into the elf shape he was familiar with.
Meeting Macdonken's gaze, Nozdormu's eyes were very strange.
The voice of the Bronze Dragon King was as full of majesty and mystery as ever: "Disturbing time and space? The biggest culprit in disrupting the time and space of Azeroth is you, McDonald!"
Well, you are so right, I am speechless.
Mai was choked and paused for a second before retorting: "My actions are approved by the Azeroth Star Soul."
"That's why I haven't ordered the entire clan to go out and beat you and all your henchmen to death."
Although Mr. Mai really wants to clarify that the average nickname of sand sculpture players is "Geezer", but it is really not his bitch.
However, as soon as Nozdormu said these words, McDonald's ears immediately seemed to hear the phantom voice created by the idiots: "Do you, Nozdormu, dare to reveal your health bar!?"
Damn, I’m stuck in the middle, there’s no one on either side!
After complaining in his heart, McDonald explained: "Our existence is the most beneficial to Azeroth! This can give Ai Xing a better and brighter future!"
"Really? Maybe!" Rarely, Nozdormu was noncommittal.
He slowly approached MacDonald, and behind him appeared a series of strange and confusing "rectangular screens." MacDonald only glanced at the content played on the small screen and immediately knew that it was a piece of historical footage.
Mai noticed that the image on the left side of Nozdormu was getting blurry. The images were flowing from left to right. The right side was all fragments of the past time, so the left side should represent the future.
He couldn't help but feel guilty: "Well, using [Dragon Soul] to kill Neltharion cost you...a lot of strength?"
Nozdormu raised his lips: "You are indeed 'familiar' with all the 'history' of Azeroth's past and future, time traveler [McDonald's]!"
McDonald was so frightened that his heart almost flew out of his chest: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
Someone subconsciously threw out the triple denial.
The pair of bronze vertical pupils on the opposite side seemed to see through the soul and memory of the traveler. The corners of the Bronze Dragon King's mouth turned up even more obviously: "According to the original 'history', I should have spent all the Titan gifts like several other Dragon Kings.
All the power, as time goes by, gradually turns into an ordinary dragon. Isn’t it?”
"..."
So what if McDonald's remains silent?
Why don't you let the Dragon King ask and answer his own questions?
"What a pity! Thrall, who was supposed to replace the Black Dragon King, did not show up. Instead, the person participating in the ceremony became a real dragon king with pure blood. This made the consumption of the five dragon kings far less than in the 'original history'. So I still
Retaining a certain amount of divine power, does this disappoint you McDonald?"
It's rare for Nozdormu, the riddle dragon, to talk openly and honestly, but this performance made a time traveler have a big "Fear.jpg" on his face!
Since the name is McDonald's, it must be the key moment to follow your heart.
The Dragon King also has the power of time and space. If he wants to obliterate a time traveler or drive him out of Azeroth, then McDonald really has no resistance at all.
Just when someone's heartbeat was reaching 300 beats per minute, Nozdormu suddenly laughed: "You have the ability to turn the world upside down, but you don't have the guts to admit it?"
McDonald suddenly thought of a possibility and boldly asked: "Are you really not going to deal with me?"
"I don't want to take care of you [the source of chaos in time and space]!"
Just because you don't want to take care of it doesn't mean you can't.
The difference is huge.
McDonald narrowed his eyes: "Why?"
"From the first day I had the power of time and space, I saw the day when I would end. Looking at the same things over and over for tens of thousands of years and abiding by the same responsibilities is actually a very boring thing. No wonder my compatriots, my
The offspring, or another 'I', will go crazy because of this, become an eternal dragon, and even go back to the past to attack the unchanging 'I'!"
"..."
"Not only can I see other mes in this world, I can also see me in other worlds. Seeing countless mes guarding the same fate and heading towards the end is a feeling that outsiders cannot possibly experience.
"Having said this, Nozdormu waved his hand, and a set of tables and chairs made of sand appeared out of thin air. He sat down leisurely: "Fortunately, among the billions of me, one of them made other 'me'.
'A choice I dare not make."
"What choice?"
"He allowed a young man from Earth like you, named Duke. The result of this was to create a beautiful Azeroth that was beyond all [Nozdormu's] expectations. That Azeroth was successful.
It has survived all the destruction and disasters and finally moved towards a peaceful future. We named the parallel world of Azeroth the world of "Storm God"."
McDonald's eyelids twitched wildly.
He had long known that he was not the only time traveler in this world, so he didn’t know if this could be considered the end of the world line. In fact, Mr. Wang also mentioned it to him, saying that he knew that there was a person named Duke who was also in the parallel world of Azeroth.
He was born in China, and later rose up the ranks in the Galactic Order Council, occupying a position of high authority and not much trouble...
