At this time, Nozdormu's voice summoned McDonald's scattered thoughts back.
"So, when Medivh chose you to restore his regret, I had no objection." When Nozdormu said this, McDonald knew that he had passed the test this time.
"Then what do you want me to do?"
"No, I am more courageous. I will decide the fate of the two parallel worlds for you. As for what you do, that is your business." Nozdormu now looks like the guardian of time and space.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a devil who seduces people into committing crimes.
McDonald's mind never stopped thinking: "If I do something outrageous that goes against history, will I have to bear any consequences?"
Nozdormu took out a glass of champagne out of thin air, or rather, a glass of something that smelled like champagne in the spiritual world. He drank it from a tall glass and the atmosphere instantly became elegant.
"No, there are no consequences!" After a pause, he said: "Perhaps, the only consequence is that everything you do will be known to me in the past and in countless parallel worlds. This will affect
Am I in other worlds willing to accept travelers from the earth?"
Mai let out a long sigh of relief.
That's easy.
If he gets into trouble with the sand sculpture players and no other time-travelers from the Earth’s Celestial Kingdom come to Azeroth in the future... then it’s none of his business!?
Isn't the most popular thing in our great dynasty just to follow my own path and leave others with nowhere to go?
Having said that, aren't those sandbox players going too far and saving the world instead of destroying it, so they are not qualified to be the spatial anchor of a parallel world?
Here, of course, McDonald's is not willing to make trouble publicly: "I understand, and I will make the most appropriate decision for the future of the world prudently."
"Haha!" Nozdormu's laughter gave someone a very magical feeling.
So profound!
He understands! He is the one who really understands the king!
Nozdormu put down his wine glass, flicked his fingers, and suddenly a bit of bronze-like golden light flew out from his fingertips and crashed into McDonald's chest.
McDonald's own system prompts a lot of messy things to pop up: [The host has obtained an unknown authorization from the Bronze Dragon King, and the host has the??? ability]
System sir, you prompted us about loneliness!
McDonald bared his teeth: "What about Nozdormu?"
"Me? I have long passed the time to perform my final duties. Now is the time." After saying that, Nozdormu stood up, and suddenly there was a strange hammer on his left hand, with a hammer head like a spider's legs.
A splayed long-handled war hammer.
He smiled easily, and with a flick of his finger in the space in front of him and McDonald, a door to time and space opened.
Standing opposite the door was Nozdormu, another humanoid with a purple-blue body.
McDonald was shocked. As a time traveler, he immediately understood that the person opposite was the Eternal Dragon King [Mdozno]!
"Ah this..."
"Shh!" Nozdormu raised his right index finger and put it in front of his lips. He smiled mysteriously: "It has nothing to do with you anymore. Traveler."
Facing his corrupted and darkened alter ego, Nozdormu, who wielded the war hammer, showed an extremely sassy smile.
In the tens of thousands of years he has been adhering to his duties, perhaps he has never shown such a knowing smile.
The strange bronze brilliance gathered on his war hammer and suddenly turned into a space-time light cannon with a diameter of ten meters, blasting towards Mdozno. The first thing to break was the space-time trap set in front of him by the Eternal Dragon King.
There was a faint "clang" sound, and countless materials that looked like glass or fragments of mysterious oil paintings shattered.
The bronze flash continued to move forward, cutting through time and space like a penetrating sword, and soon the body of the Eternal Dragon King was exposed to his and McDonald's vision.
It was a huge black dragon.
No, it can no longer be called a dragon.
It was a monster kneaded into the shape of a giant dragon, composed of countless extremely ugly, twisted flesh masses. The squirming bone fragments, flesh and tendons were intertwined with each other to form a dragon-shaped monster without dragon skin.
Fortunately, this disgusting scene was hit head-on by Nozdormu's bronze divine light just as it unfolded.
In an earth-shattering scream, the meat ball first stiffened and solidified in place, then completely transformed into bronze color, then completely exploded, turning into metal flying debris all over the sky, and finally scattered in the void, just like human beings
Golden floral paper scraps scattered at wedding.
"This..." McDonald was stunned.
It turns out that in history, after all, you are fighting yourself in the true sense. In theory, this will be an evenly matched battle.
Who would have thought that Nozdormu would win so easily?
This is not ‘historical’!
For a moment, McDonald almost thought that Nozdormu was going to regret it.
Unexpectedly, all he saw on Nozdormu's face was a smile of relief and relief.
"Ah! Sure enough, I still have a lot of power left. So, I can keep it for a while longer."
When the time traveler heard this, he almost stopped cardiopulmonary.
"Just kidding." Nozdormu dismissed the power entrenched on him very simply: "I've long been tired of it. Let countless other [me] evaluate your merits and demerits!"
A gust of nihilistic wind blew, without any sloppiness, and Nozdormu's figure gently dissipated into this world.
McDonald was stunned, feeling disappointed.
At the same moment, sensing their brother's departure, Alexstrasza and Ysera raised their heads at the same time.
Regardless of each other, a drop of clear tears suddenly flowed down the cheeks of the two dragon queens.
"Nozdormu... left?" Alexstrasza still didn't believe it.
"This was his choice...did you hear his last words?" Ysera sighed.
"I heard it."
"[Let McDonald do the work]!"
The two queens fell into a strange silence. After a long time, they finally heard the same sigh at the same time in each other's palace.
Here, McDonald woke up from his dream.
Around him, all the girls had already formed a circle to protect him.
When he opened his black eyes, their hearts skipped a beat at the same time.
Profound! Boundless! Mysterious and with a sense of vicissitudes that I have never felt before!
Just by looking at him, it was as if he had seen tens of thousands of years of history on the planet Azeroth.
The vicissitudes of life come together into a startling glimpse!
Involuntarily, they all bowed.
Onyxia, who was near the door, was so frightened that she fell to the ground and crouched down, daring not to move. At this moment, she felt a power above the Dragon King that could change her fate, and even the fate of the entire world!
Not long after, a voice echoed through all the alliance's communication circuits.
The owner of this voice is familiar to everyone, but now it sounds like the apocalypse!
