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A powerful magical force made him feel like he was being torn apart, as if he was being torn into pieces. His claws dug deep into the ground, and he managed to hold on, but he could no longer hold on.

The violent magical energy endlessly impacted his sense palace. It even resonated with the power of time in his body. His power became stronger, but became uncontrollable. The Titan power given to him by Aman'Thul was

After being released, time changed rapidly before his eyes. He saw Lothar who died in battle. Yes, this was correct history, but what happened next was something he had never expected. The bloody flag was planted in Lordan

Above the City of King Lun; an undead broke into the Ruby Temple and stole a strangely colored dragon egg; there were five small green dots on Deathwing's back; and there was a storm that gathered on a palace.

.He had never seen a palace of this style.

These things are all strange. To Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon King, "strange" is a scary word. These histories are not like this!

What made him most uneasy was that he actually saw another version of himself, the version of himself at the end of time. The pitch-black scales on his body seemed to be dyed with a dark substance, and the claws on his hands and the horns on his head shone like white crystals. Only

His eyes were exactly the same as he looked now, and he even looked a little energetic.

Nozdormu shook his head helplessly and screamed to the sky, expressing his pain and depression. He had tried his best to control his power, but chaos was inevitable.

He is a dragon, a guardian dragon. His scales are shaped like quicksand and shine with the colors of the sun. He can control time, control it like a marionette. The responsibility of the Lord of Time is as noble as that of other dragons.

The founders of this world also created him and four other companions when they created Azeroth, and gave Nozdormu special powers. He is the most mysterious, able to see countless futures, and can also explore

The complicated past. He can swim freely in the river of time without being controlled by time.

However, at this moment! Nozdormu is facing an unprecedented crisis. Although he tried many times, it was to no avail.

Where did the disaster come from? The Dragon of Time has asked himself more than once. Why did it happen? He has no clue. He can only go back to the past to check the problem. He went back to 10,000 years ago, before the world structure was formed.

Before, he went to check the Well of Eternity, but the result was that he fell into a place of eternal destruction.

Originally, after he returned to Ten Thousand, he flew towards the center of the continent. He knew better than anyone else that the Well of Eternity was a lake on the surface, but there was a mystery hidden inside. The power it contained was so powerful that he really ate it.

Shocked, it reminded the Lord of Time of those creators. Except for the Titans, no one could understand the mysteries. In addition to the magic in the spring, the Bronze Dragon King also knew that there were some ulterior secrets hidden under the lake - Ancient

God's body.

As he approached the Well of Eternity, whispers came to his ears.

'Al'ksh syq iir awan? Iilth sythn aqev... aqev... aqev....' (Is this reality or an illusion? You are falling into madness... madness... madness...)

Nozdormu was very familiar with that voice. The evil power looming in these whispers was older and more sinister.

Slowly, a weak force gathered in front of him. This force seemed so familiar that when the truth was finally revealed, it was almost difficult for him to accept the fact. Nozdormu hesitated a little, thinking that he must have made a mistake.

It can't be it! This can never happen! It is long dead!

Nozdormu flew close to the roaring lake. His eyes continued to search downwards, and his wings controlled his body to keep going downwards, getting closer and closer to the center of the lake... The truth was about to be revealed.

Suddenly, several curly tentacles shot out of the spring and wrapped around his wings, limbs and neck.

The Dragon of Time was caught off guard and was almost dragged into the lake. He tried his best to break free from the entanglement of the tentacles, but the tentacles quickly wrapped him up. His limbs were completely controlled, and the tentacles wrapped around his neck became tighter and tighter, and the dragon almost

It's hard to breathe.

'This is just an illusion.' Nozdormu reminded himself. But the illusion was powerful enough to come true. His mind was trapped by some kind of power hidden in the Well of Eternity. His body was already covered with more than ten strings.

Tentacles. The Lord of Time was dragged ruthlessly downward to the eternal merger.

The water surface of the Well of Eternity was already a huge whirlpool, with a shockingly huge suction force. He was getting closer and closer to the Well of Eternity.

It's like a mouth!

Nozdormu struggled hard, trying desperately to escape. He didn't know what would happen if he was sucked into the Well of Eternity, but it would definitely not be a good thing.

The tentacles pulled him relentlessly. The whispers coming from the well now became more vicious and hungry. These strange sounds made Nozdormu extremely frightened. They were more terrifying than demons...

As the essence of time, the Creators let Nozdormu know the end of his destiny. He will therefore become more confident. Nozdormu knows very well when and why he will die, but this is not the time of his death.

But now he can't get rid of all this.

The tentacles tightened suddenly, and Nozdormu felt as if his bones were about to crack. He once again reminded himself that everything was an illusion, but it did not alleviate the severe pain and deep anxiety he felt.

A feeling he had never felt before.

The effect has been achieved. Is it fantasy or reality? He no longer wants to distinguish, because the connection between the two has overwhelmed him. If it were others, they would have given up their efforts long ago, fell into the lake, and died.

But he couldn't! Nozdormu knew it. An idea flashed through his mind. He had no choice but to make a last-ditch effort. He had no choice.

The body of the Dragon of Time suddenly shone brightly. Countless yellow sand swept over him. All scenes returned to the moment before. All movements moved backward. The tentacles wrapped around his body had been loosened and retracted into the water...

Nozdormu knew that doing so would not help him out of danger, he just wanted to figure out one thing. After this time reversal, he once again stayed above the Well of Eternity, and the tentacles happened to appear at this time

, Nozdormu did not hesitate, he spit out the quicksand of time and repelled the attack,

But then, the huge whirlpool suddenly changed. Saw teeth appeared in the waves, and the center of the lake became deeper and deeper. Another tentacle seemed to pop out of the middle, but it was somewhat different from the previous tentacles. This tentacle was long and tough, with a tip at the tip.

Barb.

What a mouth indeed!

Nozdormu knew that he could not escape. He was severely injured. The evil power in the Well of Eternity had emerged. He finally understood the true nature of it all. In comparison, the terrifying destructive power of the Burning Legion pales in comparison.

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Chapter completed!