Many dragons present, including the other four dragon kings, have very little understanding of time and are all laymen.
This allows Nozdormu to interpret time at will.
Black Dragon King Neltharion has suspected more than once that Nozdormu is only a user of time, and he does not understand the principles of time and space travel at all, let alone the structure and composition of time.
The reason is that Nozdormu's description of time is often contradictory.
Today we say that time is a river, tomorrow it becomes a network. Today we say that changing history will have no impact, and tomorrow we say that traveling through time and space will lead to the destruction of Azeroth.
Nozdormu is always very reasonable and can always tell some absurd truths without hesitation.
Unexpectedly, Nozdormu was attacked by a dryad. Neltharion almost didn't laugh out loud. It took a lot of effort to maintain a serious expression. He was the Black Dragon King who had no need for emotion. He couldn't break his own settings.
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"What did you say?"
Nozdormu became angry and blew out a stream of golden breath, targeting the poor tree demon.
In the impression of many dragons, Nozdormu has always been calm and rarely gets angry, but once he gets angry, he is extremely murderous and no one can stop him.
The dryad's body quickly collapsed and turned into fine golden sand, flowing all over the ground. Its clothes fell to the ground, and the weapons wrapped in cloth on its back fell to the ground, making a sound that did not sound like metal.
A curious red dragon breathed out a stream of flames, burning away the cloth on the weapon, revealing its true form.
This is a green axe, with a broad, green-gleaming blade. It is very sharp and does not look like metal. The material looks like some kind of wood.
"The Oaken Ax of the Emerald Dream."
Ysera looked familiar. She blew out a burst of dragon breath, blew the dust off the axe, and held it in her hand to examine it carefully:
"Yes, it is the oak ax from the Emerald Dream. It should have belonged to a noble envoy. Malorne told me that a sinister thief stole the oak ax."
The Red Dragon Queen frowned, and a glimmer of hope emerged in her eyes: "So the tree demon is a thief?"
Ysera nodded: "A very hidden and shameless thief."
Nozdormu originally regretted that he should not have killed the dryad on impulse. He was eager to save his face. He shook his head and said: "No wonder, it turns out that he is just a thief. His words are not worth mentioning at all. Forget it."
Let him."
Ysera was worried about getting involved with the thief, and echoed Nozdormu:
"Look what we have done. We believed in the nonsense of a thief. Fellow compatriots, have you forgotten the insidious devil? He often deceives us with all kinds of alarmist lies, which reminds me of the damn Burning Legion."
Black Dragon King Neltharion coughed and reminded:
"Ysera, don't forget, the Burning Legion is now an ally of the Mount Hyjal resistance."
Ysera knocked her head repeatedly and said with a smile: "Looking at my memory, I said the wrong thing again. The thief must have been sent by Queen Azshara. The queen is proficient in all kinds of cunning magic."
Nozdormu was also inspired by Ysera's reminder. He looked at Krasus and Ronin, deliberately showing doubts:
"So that's it. I have long noticed that there are strange magic fluctuations in the two of them. It turns out to be Queen Azshara's trick. Alexstrasza, Malygos, you don't have to worry. The blue dragon tribe is almost exterminated. Ten thousand
Years later, he was enslaved by the orcs and the continent was torn apart. This was Azshara's magic that affected our two distinguished guests and gave them false memories."
It was a baseless guess, but it was in line with the Red Dragon Queen's wishes and restored her reputation. The Red Dragon Queen laughed exaggeratedly and said:
"Nozdormu, you discovered it too late. My partner and I have the same mind, and I have known for a long time that he was affected by magic. Everything I did was to find out the truth, Nozdormu, you really don't
It’s time to kill the tree demon, we still don’t know who sent him here, only the five of us know the location of the Dragon King’s secret room.”
Nozdormu was very cooperative and shook his head regretfully: "Oh, I didn't think enough about it."
Neltharion watched this farce with a cold eye. All creatures are lucky, and this is the case for the Red Dragon Queen at this moment. Although she is dubious about what will happen in the future, she is sure that she can avoid it.
The overconfident red dragon queen, in contrast, the sad blue dragon king Malygos behaves rationally enough.
"There is a traitor among us." Ysera's sharp voice sounded: "Rather than the Demon Soul, I suggest finding the traitor first and letting him receive the punishment he deserves."
The Red Dragon Queen also nodded: "Yes, it's a pity that I have no evidence. Everything I did was to find the traitor."
Nozdormu sighed: "Alexstrasza, you are always so kind, but when it comes to the safety of the dragon clan, the evidence is no longer important. Whoever the dryad is helping is a traitor."
As soon as he finished speaking, the red dragon queen, green dragon Ysera, and Nozdormu looked at Neltharion at the same time.
Neltharion is not afraid. The current strength of the black dragon clan crushes other dragon clans. Even if the four dragon clans unite, he is confident to deal with it. The actions of the three dragon kings are so childish in his opinion. Strength is everything.
Malygos stepped forward to smooth things over: "Forget it, there are no traitors at all. Maybe ten thousand years from now, the Dragon King's secret chamber will not be a secret. Not even Nozdormu can tell about the time."
Silently refuting Nozdormu, Malygos raised her paw and opened a portal to the blue dragon tribe's settlement before he could refute:
"I think that's enough for today. There will be no result if we continue arguing. Children, go home."
Neltharion was also about to leave, looking around the three dragon kings, and finally set his sights on the Red Dragon Queen:
"If you really think about the Dragon Clan, tell us everything and don't hide it deliberately. I don't object to your ambitions, but please put the interests of the Dragon Clan first."
After that, he ignored the furious and shouted innocent Red Dragon Queen, opened a huge portal, and the Black Dragon Legion also left the Dragon King's secret room.
This grand gathering of dragons ended in vain.
Through the portal, Luo Ning followed Krasus back to the Emerald Dream. One person and one dragon said nothing. They were very good friends. Although Luo Ning's performance today was somewhat unsatisfactory, it was basically satisfactory.
In a fairly comfortable room, Luo Ning fell asleep.
In the dream, Luo Ning and his wife Vereesa were together. They lived in a big house facing the sea and with spring flowers blooming. It might be Silvermoon City or Stormwind City, Luo Ning didn't care.
The two hugged each other and looked at the calm sea, the blue sky and white clouds, with the occasional seagull flying by.
Suddenly, the sky darkened, and Luo Ning saw Gianna, wearing a black dress. Luo Ning recognized that this was the dress worn at a funeral.
"You're here too." Jaina greeted Luo Ning, and her dream changed instantly. The two of them appeared at the funeral, watching the gorgeous coffin fall into the tomb, surrounded by the gloomy cold.
"Whose funeral is it?" Luo Ning asked.
Jaina regretted: "A great mage, his name is Luo Ning."
What?
The coffin was opened at some point, and Luo Ning saw himself.
The world was frozen in place, motionless.
Luo Ning realized that he was in a dream, but he had never experienced a dream that could stop.
"This is your nightmare, right?"
A voice sounded in Luo Ning's ears. (To be continued)