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"The attack on White Tiger Temple caused huge damage. Because there was no preparation for the incident, many people died." Belmont had a list in his hand. It was covered with dense words.

Nathanos did not order Belmont to bring the list. Instead, he carefully observed the expressions of the Forsaken in front of him. The leader of the Dark Blade hid his attitude very well, and even the tone of his speech was very normal.

The people on the list also died indirectly because of Nathanos' concealment. No one would agree with his actions. He could ignore the lives of innocent people for the sake of a woman.

"What's the attitude of the Alliance and the Horde?" The Blighter changed the subject.

"Important figures on both sides were only injured during the battle and were not seriously injured. But their views on the Dragonmaw clan's attack... You may not believe that the Alliance and the Horde did not fall into disagreements again because of Garrosh's escape.

They have reached an agreement to find Garrosh together."

It is estimated that the gods gave them a lot of chicken soup for the soul, but the result was good. Both Vol'jin and Varian knew that Garrosh would not hide, and he would soon regain his strength.

"How's the siege of Grim Batol going?"

"We destroyed most of the Dragonmaw orcs."

Nathanos pursed his lips and stared at Belmont. He remembered that the order given before going to the White Tiger Temple was to destroy all the Dragonmaw Orcs in Grim Batol. And most of it meant that some of them escaped.

Sensing the king's dissatisfaction, Belmont bowed deeply. "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. But they have dragons, and their resistance is fierce. Some people risk their lives to break through the encirclement."

"Dragonmaw clan warlord Zaira ran away?"

After hesitating for a moment, Belmont nodded. This result undoubtedly made the Withered One very dissatisfied. The man on the throne stood up and shook his head twice. "Do your best to investigate where the remnants of the Dragonmaw Clan have fled.

Then……"

"Your Majesty?" Mortus walked into the throne room without any permission, walking in a hurry, holding a cloth bag in his hand. The chief executive came to Nathanos and bowed deeply, "Your Majesty

, the Shado-Pai trustee brought something. Taran Zhu said that it must be handed over to you."

At this time, the Pandaren should have many questions to ask him - why did he disappear at the last moment of the trial; why did he appear fully armed that day? Did he already know something...

"what?"

Mortus opened the cloth bag, and a flash of light pierced the eyes of the three people in the throne room. There was a piece of something similar to glass and metal. Nathanos glanced at the thing. It had a curved shape.

It exudes a dark bronze color, and the edges look very sharp. The important thing is that it comes from a certain magic weapon.

"Your Majesty, this... looks like a piece of debris." Belmont was confused after looking at it.

"Bring it here." Nathanos ordered. He took the fragment and held it in his hand for a moment. Then he concluded: "I'm afraid this is not what the pandaren want to give me."

"What's it for?"

"It can help us find Garrosh." Nathanos gave Belmont a smile. The fragment in his hand came from the Aspect of Time. When Kairoz escaped with Garrosh, he used that magic weapon.

strength.

Nathanos said to Mortus: "Go to the White Tiger Temple in person and tell Zhu Talan face to face that I can't do it alone."

He did not return the fragments of the Aspect of Time to the Grand Executor. His intention was already clear. He was willing to take on this task, but he just needed help from others.

"Okay, you all stand down."

The sound of the door closing would not leave Nathanos feeling alone, and he asked the empty hall, "How is she?"

"I'm sorry for overhearing your conversation just now." Alexstrasza's voice came from nowhere, and she appeared directly in front of Nathanos, looking a little regretful. "I was just... about to tell you that she

Case."

"You know I can't blame you at all."

The Wither One's answer surprised the Life-Binder. All kinds of thoughts were racing in his mind. Realizing that Nathanos was still waiting for his reply, Alexstrasza coughed lightly. "She is very nervous."

Okay, but I haven’t woken up yet.”

This sentence cannot make Nathanos feel at ease for a moment. Sylvanas has been in a coma for two days, and the longer this goes on, the more unclear the situation becomes.

"Are there any signs of waking up?"

Although the Red Dragon Queen is not omnipotent, she can at least provide some explanation for everything, instead of being clueless like now. When she shook her head, Nathanos's mood dropped to the bottom.

"I have told Jaina that Sylvanas will stay with me temporarily. During this period, please help me take care of him."

Alexstrasza's eyes fell on the fragment in Nathanos' hand. "Why don't you go and see her?"

"Of course I want to go, there may not be many opportunities like this." Nathanos lowered his head and glanced at the thing he was holding.

…

Chromie looked around curiously, and walked through the city gate of Lordaeron with the Forsaken who led the way. The upright guards stood on both sides of the city gate, unmoved, not squinting, not caring at all that there was a bronze dragon coming from behind.

Passing by. Although Chromie came to the Royal City of Lordaeron for the first time, she did not want to show any shock. She is a bronze dragon and one of the most intelligent races in Azeroth.

According to normal time, the Forsaken should have occupied Lordaeron many years ago, instead of only recently starting to establish their true capital.

The blue skull flag fluttered in the dry evening wind as she watched her walk into the streets of the city. The air was mixed with the smell of steel and workshops. The Forgotten were carrying out a large-scale project, and Chromie knew very well that they were carrying out a large-scale project.

What.

The end of the halberd struck the ground, and the sound like thunder startled Chromie. She had already arrived in front of the palace, and two Forsaken Terror Guards blocked the way.

"This is the guest that His Majesty is going to receive. A member of the Bronze Dragon Legion."

The Terror Guards looked down at the short Chromie, and one of them warned: "Be respectful, dragon, this is the territory of the Forgotten."

"I knew it when I was born," Chromie muttered. "This will be the Forsaken's base of operations."

"Know your position and don't play any tricks. Go in, His Majesty will be waiting for you inside."

…

In Northrend, Chromie had seen the buildings of the Scourge Undead, which were of a dark and terrifying style. The Forsaken, on the other hand, had most of their previous consciousness, including their preferences. The marble buildings of Lordaeron are the most iconic buildings in the world.

The palace of sex remains intact.

The inner door of the palace was open. It was not as magnificent as she had imagined, but rather a little deserted. The man sitting on the throne was of course Nathanos. Chromie had seen him at the White Tiger Temple, even if he had changed his appearance.

There was another person. When Chromie saw him, her legs froze. She saw a person who looked like Nathanos, not dead, but a living thing. When she finally

After she recognized who that person was, her heart tightened.

"I didn't expect there was a twilight dragon in your palace." Chromie's bronze eyes were locked on Ultraxion. She remembered this dragon's name.

"Now that I know, you didn't run away. You seem to be very brave."

"Because you asked me to come. Didn't what you told Zhu Taran just mean that you wanted me to come?"

Nathanos raised his chin imperceptibly. The Forsaken soldiers who led Chromie performed a military salute and then withdrew from the palace.

"It was the bronze dragon who helped Garrosh escape. Shouldn't you make up for your mistakes?"

"That's wrong, you were the one who made Kairozdormu do such a stupid thing."

The hall froze. Even Ultraxion, who didn't take Chromie seriously, frowned, but he didn't say anything.

"Speak clearly, dragon." Nathanos said, moving his upper body forward, clasping his hands and leaning on his legs. "Let me hear how you shirk your responsibility."

"The path of time known to the Bronze Dragon is the direction of this world." Chromie said with anger flashing in his eyes, "We were once able to clearly see the past and the future and protect the unchangeable timeline. But for many years

Now, everything is no longer so clear. Especially the fate of the Forgotten has taken a huge turn."

As he spoke, Chromie couldn't control his tone and forgot that he was still in the territory of the Forgotten. "We can travel freely on the road of time, but we cannot find out the reasons for the changes in history in time.

By the time we discovered the culprit, it was too late."

"Are you talking about me?" Nathanos interrupted her loudly, raising his right eyebrow. "Then tell me, what is the difference between the original history and the current one? Also, what is the current timeline?

Which is better, or the one you stick to?"

Chromie pursed his lips, not wanting to answer his question or being led around.

Nathanos snorted, "The Bronze Dragon wants everything to remain unchanged, so there are so many tragedies that cannot be avoided."

"Tragic changes will not lead to a happy ending. Don't be blinded by the situation in front of you, Blighter." Chromie took over the topic: "You have caused disagreements within the bronze dragon. Many people have quarreled because of your deeds.

.They believe that the current world is much better than the original world, so the bronze dragons should use their remaining power to control the path of time and make the world as beautiful as possible. However, there are still some radicals who bluntly say that they will use all means to

Change the past and future, and reshape a flawless world. They are crazier than the Eternal Dragon. Kairoz is one of them."

"Rescuing a war madman, I really don't understand whether he pursues a perfect world or is driven by greed?" The Blighter's indifference shocked Chromie. He didn't seem to be affected. On the contrary, it made Chromie speechless.

Speechless.

Nathanos turned to Ultraxion. The Twilight Dragon nodded and chanted a spell. The fragment of Time appeared out of thin air in front of the three people's sights.

"Is this what you sent?" He turned back to Chromie.

"The Aspect of Time was invented by Kairozdormu. Since he took away Garrosh with this magic weapon at the last moment, then we can definitely use it to track the whereabouts of those two people. But, big

After the cataclysm, the dragon clan dispersed. The history of Azeroth is too long. The difficulty of this job is beyond our ability to bear now. But if we have the power of the Aspect Dragon, it will be completely different." Chromina looked at

Thanos's eyes were full of hope.

"How much trouble did the bronze dragon cause for the Forsaken in the past? Now you have the nerve to beg us for help." Ultraxion growled at the dwarf.

"Nozdormu has failed! You also made him completely lose the power of the Aspect Dragon. Isn't this price enough?"

"That's enough," Nathanos said, waving his hand and pointing to the fragment with boredom. "Don't forget our common goal now."

Three people surrounded the fragment in the middle.
To be continued...