After Tyrande finished speaking, she returned to her seat with her head held high. The entire hall fell into silence because of her words.

Beloriel felt it was difficult to breathe. He knew that Tyrande won the approval of most people. Most people! He was also curious whether his father had the same views as the night elves.

But that black figure looked like an outsider. His eyes stayed on Kairoz, and he didn't hear what Tyrande said just now. Maybe he didn't care whether Tyrande spoke or not.

Laurel was curious about what was so special about that bronze dragon that it deserved his father's attention.

Affected by this, Belorel did not listen carefully when Bain spoke next. He had been observing Nathanos. It was not until a quarrel and abuse suddenly broke out in the hall that he came back to his senses.

He was startled.

Everything in front of him was confusing. Garrosh was seen roaring, his hands were bound by shackles, but he put on a victory posture. Beloriel was shocked, how long had he been stunned? Could it be that the gods had already

The verdict was given? Could Garrosh survive? Before he could figure out what happened, he saw Nathanos suddenly stand up.

Many of the spectators stood up and roared at Garrosh. Beloriel thought Nathanos had become one of them, but his father left his seat, shuttled among the crowd, and quickly approached him

Prey in the eyes.

Kairoz stood quietly at the table of the Aspect of Time, with a smile on his face. Belorel saw clearly that the bronze dragon stretched out his hand and activated the Aspect of Time.

Conspiracy! Beloriel realized the seriousness of the problem. He wanted to warn and alert the people around him, but he suddenly realized that it was too late. He didn't even have time to alert his mother.
Chapter completed!