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The world is as quiet as death. There is no life, and even the sound of the wind cannot be heard. Nathanos walked out of the time portal and looked at the scene in front of him. He also wanted to ask Mnozdo where this place was, but the expression on the Eternal Dragon's face told the Withering One that he should know where this place is!

Yes, how could he not know? Nathanos' eyes stared at the huge and abominable body. Northrend's sky seemed to be engulfed by a sea of ​​fire. The alloy armor on the body was so huge, but it seemed so weak and powerless that it was difficult to move. The Wings of Death had been pierced by the towering spire of the Dragon Sleeping Temple.

Is this black dragon dead? Does it mean that Azeroth has won again? Nathanos soon realized that it was not the case. He struggled to turn his eyes away from the Deathwing, and he saw more and more corpses.

Dead, all dead. Wherever eyes pass by are death, humans, orcs... and the Forgotten! Nathanos suspected that he was on a huge grave. There were not so many lives in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, and they all came to destroy the Wings of Death. If this could be considered a victory, it would have to be a costly victory.

"How many people died?" An uneasy feeling stirred Nathanos's heart. Everything in front of him was only part of it. What was the actual situation of this war?

"all?"

"all!"

Mnozdo's ruthless voice frightened the withered man. In other words, everyone was dead? Nathanos shook his head, and he refused to accept the answer given by the Eternal Dragon. The death of the Death Wings means that someone defeated him, which means that there are still people alive. The withered man is frantically searching for life, even a plant.

He saw the wreckage of the Pop Sky, and the Alliance airship made great contributions in the battle to attack the Ice Crown Fortress. Now it has fallen head-on into the snow, half of its hull still stands in the air, and the broken corpses are hanging on it in a mess.

This doesn't mean anything!

Nathanos rushed down the hillside where he was and quickly approached the battlefield. He thought he had not seen it clearly, so his judgment might not be accurate. Now he could only comfort himself in this way.

The Forgotten corpses were as many as those of the Alliance Horde soldiers, his death hunter, his horror guard, and his dark ranger, all died.

Ohahn Ogre Sword, Nathanos found her body. The young female orc possessed several times more power than her fellow tribe. She was covered in blood, and the body was cut to the eye. Her face still maintained the courageous expression of fighting. Before her death, her sword stabbed into the chest of a tauren wearing blue armor.

Not far from O'Haen, Nathanos discovered Merriel's figure, and the mage's whole body was frozen. The Withered One believed that he was still alive with his only hope, so he gently touched him. The broken voice took away all Nathanos' fantasies, and Merriel turned into ice dust and disappeared into the sky.

"No!" The wither fell to his knees on the ground, in shock, unable to believe everything in front of him. "This is not a victory at all, the whole world has died with him!"

"Your eyes deceive you, Nathanos." Mnozdo walked over, and the Withered Reaction was the same as the first time he saw the end of time.

"What does it mean?" Nathanos asked, turning his head.

"Azeroth failed, everyone failed. Deathwing was not destroyed, but he cut himself off."

"So this is the tragic situation of the world when the Deathwing wins?" Nathanos felt like he was punched hard. At the end of time, Deathwing won, and he ended his life in the craziest way.

Mnozdo nodded, "He calls this moment the Twilight Judgment."

"Where are you?" Nathanos stood up and grabbed the arm of the King of Time. The Guardian Dragon possesses the power of Titans. How could they allow such a thing to happen? Why didn't they stand up and stop it?

Mnozdo shook his head, "We did our best."

Nathanos's hand fell from the Eternal Dragon King's arm. He stared at Mnozdo. A terrible thought became clearer in his mind - is the guardian dragon also...

The two exchanged their eyes, and Nathanos understood that his guess was confirmed. He was taken by Mnozdo to the holy land of the dragon around the temple. On the holy land were the bodies of powerful guardians.

On the Holy Land of the Red Jade Dragon, Alextasa was drained from her vitality, and her huge body was only bones all over the mountains. If it weren't for her unique horns and gems hanging on her jawbone, Nathanos would not have recognized who she was.

A blue guardian dragon was roasted into charcoal by arcane magic on the turquoise dragon holy land, and it was beyond recognition. After Marigos died, another guardian appeared in the blue dragon.

The death of the Queen of Dreams Isera puts the Emerald Dragon Holy Land into an eternal darkness.

There is also the bronze dragon. Nathanos did not go to the bronze dragon's holy land again. The former King of Time was standing beside him at this moment. The Withered One has always wondered when the Eternal Dragon was born. Now he finally knows, it is now.

“Is this destined to happen?”

"At least, judging from the current situation, yes."

Nathanos felt the cold, and he could not accept the cruel reality for a moment. "I have faced the Deathwings and knew him. The powers they used to kill Alextasa were the guardians' own unique abilities, and Deathwings did not have such ability."

"Didn't you get the answer from Onyxia?"

"Clomatus?" Nathanos thought of the colorful dragon. Is it really the ultimate weapon used by Deathwing to deal with the Guardians?

"You have never seen the horror of that monster. He is an indelible nightmare for any dragon. All the guardian dragons combined are no match for him."

"This is impossible!" Nathanos roared, "Clomatus is just a created experimental subject. You are the guardians of the Titanic Khan. How could you not defeat him?"

"Because Clomatus has five powers, and the Guardian Dragon only has four!"

Silence enveloped them, and neither of them knew what to say. This was a catastrophic fact. Nathanos looked up at the Deathwing. The fifth power that was missing was the source of all disasters.

"We could not defeat Clomatus without the help of the Black Dragon. We lost this battle from the beginning, and resistance was useless and futile."

Nathanos blinked and had to gather the five Guardian dragon powers? As long as there are five Guardian powers, you can turn them around? Mnozdo's words were full of helplessness, but unexpectedly reminded Nathanos.

"Gather five powers: life, magic, dreams, time, earth? As long as there are them..."

Can this change the end of time?

"You brought it here in hopes that I can come up with a way to change the end of time, right?"

Mnoz looked at Nathanos with tired but expectant eyes. "Of course, I really hope you have a way. After all, someone once told me that you are the future warrior of Azeroth."
Chapter completed!