Anomaly Of Warcraft

"Why are you interfering in Ere'Thalas? Give me an explanation, Anaclos, my child."

The bronze dragon queen Solidomy questioned Anaclos sternly.

In the days when the bronze dragon king Nozdormu left the Caverns of Time, the queen dragon Sori Domi assumed part of the power of the King of the Sands, and Anaclos was responsible for guarding the bronze dragon's lair in the Tanaris Desert— ———The Caverns of Time.

This time, Anaclos crossed Solidomi and sent his compatriots to Azshara to intercept Asoregus, angering his mother.

The dragon queen's anger came from the questioning of Blue Dragon King Malygos.

"It means my father."

Anaclos answered Solidomy's question.

"Nozdormu? We all know that your father is caught in the flow of time, even if he really gave you the will, why didn't you tell me?"

Soli Domi's anger is heating up, and she feels that her son's lies are too naive.

"Mother, I'm serious, I don't let you know, it is also what my father meant."

"Enough, until I lift your ban on foot, you are strictly forbidden to touch the stream of time, nor leave the cave of time."

The Dragon Queen issued a severe punishment order.

"I accept your disposal."

With his huge head underneath Anaclos, he backed away from the dragon queen's residence, returned to the cavernous depths of the huge hourglass, lying down and sleeping peacefully.

He didn't lie, or that he didn't lie deliberately.

The order to interfere in the Well of Souls did come from Nozdormu, but it was not given by Nozdormu himself.

Nozdormu has disappeared for nearly Ten Thousand Years, this is the highest secret that the bronze dragon conceals.

After the victory in the Well of Eternal War, the Four-Colored Dragon King blessed Nordrassil, the world tree, and bestowed immortality with the night elves. This was the last time the bronze dragon King Nozdormu appeared before mortals.

Not long after that, Nozdormu disappeared in the long river of time.

Even though the battle of the quicksand three thousand years ago, the bronze dragon suffered heavy casualties to fight against the comeback of the Qiraji, Nozdormu did not show up.

In fact, that war was presided over by the Queen of Dragon, Soli Domi, and it was the war that established the authority of the Queen of Dragon.

The social composition of the bronze dragon is different from other guardian dragons. The growth of a bronze young dragon is not simply eating. Only after the baptism of time flow and the baptism of a time trial can it finally reach adulthood.

It is not blood and authority that condense the will of the bronze dragon group, but common ideas.

In the years of Nozdormu's disappearance, the bronze dragon still faithfully performed its duties, but the separation of positions has actually appeared.

Most of the scales of the quicksand headed by the dragon queen Sori Domi faithfully fulfilled the mission of guarding the time flow, maintaining the fragile time dimension of Azeroth.

And Anaclos and his supporters believe that retrieving Nozdormu is the first priority for the bronze dragon.

The two are not contradictory, but there are differences.

A small figure climbed up to the nose of Anaclos.

"I'm banned, Chromie."

Anaclos did not open his eyes, but used his mind to communicate with the comer.

"Sorry Domi just issued a foot ban, but didn't put you in confinement."

Chromie took out a small bag of fried chicken nuggets and shook it in front of Anaclos' nose.

"Eat it?"

Anaclos changed his human form, sat cross-legged with Chromie, and ate.

"What the hell do you want, Cronum, I believe that the will was issued by the father, but it is too strange to get it from you. I know that my father has a preference for you, but..."

"I understand, I understand, you are the bronze dragon prince."

"Shut up, you know I didn't mean that."

"Anaclos, in terms of power, you are stronger than me. In fact, you surpassed the Dragon Queen two thousand years ago. I know that. But in terms of the understanding of the flow of time, it is not me who I am aiming at, it is better than me. It's scum."

Chromie said, twisting a handful of quicksand with his tiny fingers and letting it fall.

"What do you want, what do you want from this thing?"

Anaclos snatched the last piece of fried chicken from Chromie and asked seriously.

"Don't you notice it? The flow of time has changed."

Chromie waved his small fist to signal his dissatisfaction, and then became serious.

"Countless possibilities, countless worlds, just like what we say when we fool those mortals, time flows can be big or small, and disasters are not big or small. But we all know that this is not the case. Time flow will collapse, and it will be reborn. The time flow where the King Van, Carlos Barov is, is devouring other possibilities."

"What do you want to explain? This is just a one-sided conclusion drawn from our perspective. Even my father does not have such power. We are only guardians of time, not masters of time. Coincidence is good or inevitable. Mortals have no ability. Interfere with the flow of time."

"But Elune does."

"..."

Anaclos fell silent.

"What is driving all this."

Chromie added.

"What does this have to do with me, I'm just a stupid boy who is forbidden by my mother."

Anaclos fell on his back, with Erlang's legs tilted.

"I suspect that Dragon Twilight has accelerated."

"No, my father will return at a critical moment, don't worry about it."

"Give me the key, I want to take a look."

Chromie stretched out his palm.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Anaclos shook the soles of his feet, seemingly at ease.

"You know. About the legend of Dragon Twilight, every bronze dragon knows it, but only you have followed your father to witness it. My ability can't span such a distant time, but you have been there, you know the time point, take the key Give me."

Anaclos sat up again with a carp, stretched out his hand to give Chromie a brain collapse, and ejected Chromie in the form of a dwarf ten meters away.

"Fuck off, I'm going to sleep."

"Damn it! Anaclos, you bastard!"

Chromie left angrily, and Anaclos didn't bother to change back to the shape of a dragon, so he continued to lie down, the huge hourglass behind him still flowing mysteriously.

Until he left the Caverns of Time, Chromie resisted the urge to rub the red and swollen brow on his forehead.

"Damn it, Anaclos bastard, it hurts!"

Unable to shed tears, Chromie made sure that there were no monitors around, and squatted and kneaded violently. For a long time, a mysterious rune appeared on the palm of her hand.

After all, Anaclos gave Chromie the key she wanted.

"It's not only Father and Moon God that can interfere with the flow of time, but the world itself..."

Chromie knew from the fact that she was killed in large numbers that a major event had happened in Azeroth, but she didn't know what happened.

So she decided to take a look with her own eyes.

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