"Dear Nozdom, since the last time I parted quickly, have you been safe in the past few years? I have been talking about you all the time!"

This is a magical unknown place, where there is no sun, moon and stars. A silver river composed of countless starlight flows out from the depths of the darkness. It quietly reveals its mystery and vastness in silence, and quietly flies to the distant distance in silence.

Empty is the theme here, and tranquility is the melody here, but not long ago, this atmosphere was broken by a group of uninvited guests.

A giant dragon that almost occupied half a space appeared here. Its body was densely covered with red scales as big as a table. A pair of horns that seemed to pierce the sky and sharp teeth that shone coldly, could easily swallow the huge mouth of a truck, making it look extremely ferocious and terrifying. On the huge wings that were constantly waving, the pattern of the golden sickle and hammer was perfectly symmetrical, and it appeared and disappeared from time to time as the wings flapped.

"Is it easy to use the space-time plane locator that I 'borted' from here? I'm glad it can provide you with great help, but it's time to return it to its original owner!"

The Nozdom in the dragon's mouth was a yellow dragon with almost the same appearance but a smaller shape. At this time, it was flying opposite with its wings, with a solemn look in its eyes facing it.

Before this meeting, Nozdom had imagined many scenes. He thought he had made sufficient mental preparations, but when he was really facing them, Nozdom realized how naive his ideas were and how inadequate his preparations were. Unfortunately, the plan had begun, and he could not regret anything again!

Putting useless worries behind his head, Nozdom growled: "Borrow it? Mzdono, you really know how to gild your face! Maybe I should remind you how the space-time plane locator fell into my hands!"

Speaking of this, Nozdom returned to calmness. He laughed unceremoniously: "Even if it once belonged to you, it was only once, and its current owner is me!"

"I really don't show any mercy at all, Norzdom, you haven't changed at all over the years!"

Speaking of this, Mzdono put away the casualness on his face. He gently swung his body, his tail shaking back and forth, while his head lowered a little, and said coldly with a hint of oppression: "Since you dare to appear in front of me to stop me, you must have been fully prepared. Just so happen that I want to tell you something!"

Nozdom's heart sank, and a bad premonition came to his heart, vaguely, as if something that was not in control was about to happen!

"Do you really think I was careless and gave you the opportunity to steal the space-time plane locator? Nozdom, haven't you ever suspected that this is a trap?"

“?!”

Nozdom was shocked, and a sudden sense of panic surged into his heart. This felt so strong and urgent. He subconsciously urged Nozdom to yell in a panic: "Mzdono, what are you talking about?"

"Nonsense?" A trace of sarcasm flashed in Mzdono's eyes. He casually shook his hideous dragon head, and his mouth covered with sharp teeth opened up and down, "Don't you understand?"

Looking at the confused Nozdorm, Mzdono couldn't help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart. The power of time is a double-edged sword. Although it gave the bronze dragon the ability to see through the future, it also obscured their hearts!

And Nozdom is the most tragic one among the Bronze Dragon clan, because the three great powers of time are secrets hidden in the deepest part of the world. They can only be touched by great wisdom, great perseverance, and great opportunities. Unfortunately, Nozdom does not have all these things!

Therefore, Nozdom has been in the first stage of the power of time and is unknown. What is even more sad is that as he continues to penetrate the long river of time, his thinking, his will, and his soul unknowingly erode and infect the power of time, he has changed from the original manipulator to the slave of time in silence!

Yes, Nozdom never noticed from beginning to end. His thinking was completely illogical, and even more so in line with his previous style of conduct. These strange things that could be noticed at the beginning became normal behavior with the fall of the entire Bronze Dragon clan.

"You are still so naive for so many years. Your stupidity and dullness make me laugh! Now, let me reveal the final mystery!"

Flying to the other side of the space, the magic power in Mzdono's body was rapidly moving. The silver river that was originally flowing quietly trembled violently. The flow of magic power flowed out of the river, chasing each other and forming images.

When he came to the first image and stopped, Mzdono pointed to the picture played inside and said: "The opening of the final variable of the 'Dark Gate' not only brought the world of all timelines into a stage of disorderly development, but also allowed the Bronze Dragon clan to truly gain the ability to travel through time!"

"This is the 20th year of the end of the "Dark Gate" incident. I have worked so hard that I finally found the timeline world where you are!"

"The young prince Arthas, whose kingdom is suffering from a terrible plague, which is completely an enemy's conspiracy. In the end, he was corrupted and fell, raised the magic sword Frost Sorrow, and became the leader of the Scourge - the Lich King!"

"I'm very curious about this human being. Everything he's going through seems so magical to me!" Looking at the confused Nozdorm, Mzdorno explained with great care: "The world of my timeline, which collapsed in the eighteenth year after the end of the final variable for unknown reasons!"

"I never understood why this was until I saw that orc in your world, that orc named Thrall!"

"In the timeline world where I am, this orc died and was killed by a human in the shelter Dunhold! So I had a bold idea. Will the collapse of my timeline world have a lot to do with the death of this orc?"

After taking the first image into starlight and reintegrating it into the silver river, Mzdono turned to the second image: "After this guess, I need to do an experiment to verify it, and for some reason, I can't expose myself."

"Just when I was at a loss, guess what I saw?"

Looking at Nozdorm with an extremely ugly face, Mzdorno laughed and said, "That's right, I saw you swimming in the river of time!"

"I can understand your curiosity. After all, it was not long before you had the ability to travel through time. No one could endure that huge curiosity and remain indifferent."

"But your behavior is hopelessly stupid! What do you think is the River of Time? It is the plaything that allows you to play games at will? It is the most dangerous and terrifying place in the world. You dare to play in it without precautions. I can only say that IQ is a good thing, but unfortunately you don't have it!"

Before Nozdom got angry, Mzdono turned to say, "After discovering your stupidity, I made a plan to use your ignorance and recklessness, I quietly lured you into the depths of the river of time, and then, indeed, you almost lost in it, not as expected."

"Of course, you finally found the right path and ran out of it in a panic! But,"

A mysterious smile appeared on Mzdono's face. He looked at Nozdorm deeply, and said softly with a hint of pity in his eyes: "You find that you have caused a big mess. During the time you were lost, an eternal dragon named Mndono appeared in your world!"

"You don't know how this so-called Eternal Dragon came from, so you began to investigate all this secretly. As you continue to work hard, the secrets hidden in the fog of time were discovered bit by bit by bit."

"Mnozdo, this eternal dragon is actually the future you! Although this answer is incredible, in the end, you chose to accept it and believe it!"

Nozdom's face turned extremely pale, his wings flapped quickly, and his body trembled uncontrollably. In the bottom of his heart, an answer that could not be believed appeared, and this answer made Nozdom fall into the abyss.

Mnzdono's voice became extremely cold. He looked down at Nozdorm opposite him with an endless malice and grinned with endless malice: "That's right, as you imagine, Mnz does not actually exist. He is just an experimental tool I created based on myself!"

"Their meaning is to try to disrupt your historical line, in order to find out whether your timeline world is the real destiny timeline world!"

"Fortunately, I got the answer I wanted; but unfortunately, you who are in crisis and don't know how powerful you will attract!"

...

"I have always been curious about why the historical record of 'Destruction of the Sharp Tooth Fortress' is so vague. The Space-Time Administration has the ability to travel through time, but strangely, no one has ever thought of getting into it in depth and figuring out what happened during this period!"

The male's low magnetic sound rang out on the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Savior Army subconsciously twisted their heads and looked in the direction where the sound came.

"It was not until I received a secret order from the Military Commission and led the troops to follow the specialist of the Time and Space Administration to this era that I realized what I was going to experience, and I didn't expect that what I was facing would be...you!?"

The owner of the voice was a Gerte (orc) wearing a dark black dress similar to the SS clothing. His figure looked extremely strong from a distance. He was wearing a military cap with a red five-pointed star inlaid. At this time, he was slowly walking over the crowd.

Facing the Savior Army soldier who involuntarily raised his weapons, his steps were so calm and his expression was so calm. He ignored the dangers that could happen at any time. He walked with his hands on his back and said:

"After I go back, I should kick that guy Boval hard in the ass. This damn idiot actually made such a big mistake. He carelessly let you rats walk into the curse land and teleport through time and space to Drano hundreds of years ago!"

When he saw the figure of the visitor, the Savior Army subconsciously felt a little commotion. When the visitor stood still and fully revealed his face under the big block, the original commotion quickly became larger as if he was driven away. Angry, surprised, and fearful eyes gathered on him, and eventually all turned into hatred.

Facing the gaze that he wished he could cut himself into pieces, the visitor glanced at him indifferently, and then looked contemptuous: "Very good, it seems that you all know who I am, which just saves me the effort of introducing myself!"

"I stand up just to tell you something. When I'm going to die, I'm trying to be quiet as much as possible so as not to scream too loudly. If it accidentally affects my brother's battle, it will look a bit unbeautiful!"

"Do you have any problems?"

Looking at the Savior Army who was silent and with a tragic and determined look on his face, the visitor stretched out his right hand and waved it over his shoulder. He saw a figure who was only half a person tall and looked like a jackal on his head quickly ran over: "Sir!"

"Where is the political commissar now?"

"Sir, after entering this world, the political commissar left the large army with the special commissioner of the Time and Space Administration. Before he left, he asked me to convey to you,"

The gnoll opened the folder tightly clasped in his left hand, and then said word by word: "Chenguo* Colonel Sarufar, I have other important tasks that I need to complete in person. Please be sure to follow the orders issued by the Time and Space Administration before departure!"

Looking at the werewolf handing over the folder and waiting for his signature, Jianguo Sarufar curled his lips in dissatisfaction and muttered subconsciously: "Tsk, this old guy, the political commissar, is obviously not at ease with me!"

Although he was very unhappy, Jianguo Sarufar had been working with the political commissar for more than a year or two. He knew exactly what the other party was. Because of his hard work to wipe his butt over the years, Jianguo Sarufar meticulously signed his name on the document.

Return the folder to the werewolves. The original casual face of Jianguo Sarufar suddenly became serious. He looked at the Savior Army opposite with a look of evil, with endless murderous intent in his eyes and said: "Cover the attack in the entire field, switch elemental melting bullets, two bases, prepare!"

The soldiers of the Savior Army, who noticed the danger, raised their weapons with their destiny belts, followed their companions around them, and roared with a tragic look on their way.

At the same time, the soldiers of the All-Western Federation of all races raised the magic guns in their hands neatly, quickly switched the ammunition to elemental melting bullets according to the instructions, and then quietly waited for the order to open fire.

"Open fire!"
Chapter completed!