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How could things get so bad? Just like the "exciting plot" arranged in advance on the stage play. Bellorel hurried in the corner and stayed alone in the room to ponder. The truth pressed him to breathe. Many pasts that he didn't know came to his mind at this moment.

Cromy, that dwarf! She let herself see the crucial moment that happened in Maris’ farm. What she wanted him to do was to let Aurelia know that his father was not resting. Why did she do this? Belorel quickly figured out the reason: her mother did not want her father to live as a dead person, but her father obviously did not let her get what she wanted. Assuming that her mother knew the truth at this moment, what would she do?

I was almost taken advantage of!

The elf boy gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart the mastermind behind the design of all this. Soon, a contradictory mind began to touch his thoughts.

Is the mother's behavior correct? The father becomes the dead and falls into darkness and should be eliminated. This statement seems reasonable, but Belorel doesn't understand. Do the dead must be evil? During the rampant period of the Scourge, the Silver Northern Expedition Army announced that a dead unit called the "Forgotten" became an ally. They fought against enemies who wanted to destroy the world. They were not enemies, they were allies.

When Belorel was very young, he understood that people always had preconceived ideas, birds of a feather flocked, and the evil in their eyes was too one-sided. The army of undead once captured Quelthalas, so in the eyes of the elves, all undeads must be evil. This trip to the Eastern Plagueland not only knew who his father was, but also gained that he looked at the races in this world with a new perspective. Fiona was a werewolf, and in people's eyes, an irrational beast, but she stood up to protect her companions at the critical moment and broke the worldly concept. There was also the undead stationed at Maris Farm. She finally let him go and his friends at Silver Dawn.

What surprised Belloriel the most was that Fiona actually won the respect of others, who came from different races and trusted each other. People who were defined as evil could also preserve their previous memories. They had their own rationality, and they were not walking dead.

What about the father? Does he still have his own rationality? If so... Bellorel dared not think about how he would get along with his mother in the future.

A heavy possibility in the future reminds Belorel of the arrow the female undead gave him. At this moment, this important item should be placed on the desk of her mother Aurelia.

If you have the courage, give this to your mother.

That was what the female undead said at that time. Bellorel felt scared now. What will happen to her mother after she knows everything? She will collapse!

The boy shrank again, but fortunately when he handed the arrow to Aurelia, he just said that he had picked it up from the ruins of Marys Farm. Is this concealment really good? The boy suspected that his father might take revenge on his mother, and might make Quelthalas pay the price, and told his mother in advance that he could prevent it in advance.

Belorel shook his head as if he complained. Isn't this equivalent to thinking that his father is the evil side? Many years have passed, Quel'thalas is peaceful and his mother is fine. No one will take revenge on the residents of Yongge Forest. With this, Belorel believes that Nathanos, like Fiona, retains the kind nature of human beings.

Suddenly, the boy suddenly felt an unimaginable sadness. If the father had never become an evil existence, then what did he feel when his mother encircled him? I must find out.

I have to find my father... He must be alive, sure.

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He won't live long.

This thought suddenly arose when Nathanos saw the eternal dragon rushing out of the time tunnel. The other party's body was covered with scars, and golden sand like a spring flowed out of the wound. His time was passing and there was not much.

The Eternal Dragon stumbled to the ground. After a few breaths, he called on the little force left to open his eyes and locked his eyes on Nathanos. The pain-centered satisfaction seemed to be saying: My mission has been completed.

The Withered approached him, and after each step he felt that the Eternal Dragon's breathing was weakening. Why did he come here? The answer to this question is another question.

"Where is Mnozdo?"

The dragon did not answer, and Nathanos immediately realized that maybe he had no strength to speak. The Withered One wanted to use the power of time to help the Eternal Dragon stabilize the injury, but the spell of time had no effect at all. A powerful spell made the timeline on the Eternal Dragon's body block and could not be changed. Only the bronze dragon king Nozdom. In the field of time control, except for the Bronze Dragon King, no one has as perfect predictive ability as Mnozdo.

The Eternal Dragon twisted his neck and approached the Withered face to talk to him. Nathanos knew that this was all he had left.

The Forgotten leader knelt on the ground and listened. The Eternal Dragon said in an almost inauspicious voice: "The rest is up to you."

The development of things was as he was worried. It was Mnozdo that something happened. At the end of time, in that dark and silent future, the Eternal Dragon King once said that he would be ended. Nathanos originally held a glimmer of hope, hoping that Mnozdo could change his destiny. The future was just an illusion of nothingness, and there were many unknown variables that were destined to happen.

"Is this what he wants to say to me?"

When Nathanos reacted, he found that the Eternal Dragon had died. The golden fine sand no longer flowed out of the wound, and the entire body of the dead Eternal Dragon was changing.

"May you no longer have to take on the duties of Titan after you die." Nathanos whispered softly, and the moment his hand closed the Eternal Dragon's eyes, the servant sent by Mnozdo disappeared.

The Forgotten, or his allies on the timeline have fallen.

The rest is up to you.

Nathanos recalled this sentence in his mind. A golden luster appeared on his hands, and in the glimmer, the things and things he experienced flashed one by one - all the past. The power given to him by Mnozdo can see the future. But can the past and the future really be controlled by people? A sneer appeared on the face of the wither.
Chapter completed!