Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"boom"

The door to the great lord's room was pushed open, and Ms. Blue Moon strode in with a calm face. She held her staff and looked around warily, and then looked at Ravencase, who was sitting on the sofa drinking alone.

she says:

"I just heard something strange in the room. Has someone been here? Do you need more guards?"

"No need."

Lord Ravencase, who was holding the wine glass in his hand, shook his head, while Dean Lanyue's eyes fell on the wine glass in his hand, and she said doubtfully:

"You didn't drink during the war. What happened? Did you feel that the situation was difficult and started to give up on yourself?"

"I'm just thinking about some issues, Blue Moon."

The great lord didn't say much. After a few seconds of silence, he looked at his most trusted friend for many years and suddenly asked:

"Lanyue, you are one of the most powerful spellcasters in the empire. Let me ask you, do you believe in resurrection from the dead?"

"Huh? Resurrection from the dead? Necromantic magic?"

Lan Yue raised her eyebrows in surprise and said:

"This faction is very unpopular in the empire's magic system. Moon God believers believe that desecrating the dead is a serious crime. Even Azshara cannot study these taboos with great fanfare.

But just from an academic perspective, I can tell you that it is doable.

Not only can you resurrect from the dead, but you can even retain your sanity and memory. However, I have heard some deviant researchers say that this is inhumane.

Not only will the person who presides over the resurrection be wanted, it will also be painful for the person being resurrected. "

"Academic perspective? Hahahaha, they say you are too old-fashioned and don't know how to joke, but I think you are also very humorous."

The great lord was laughed at.

He pointed to the sofa next to him and motioned for Lan Yue to sit there and chat with him.

Ms. Blue Moon didn't know that Black had just arrived. She just thought Ravencase was thinking about the war. After sitting down, she thought about it and said to her friend:

"If you plan to resurrect the soldiers who died in the Battle of Suramar, it's not impossible, but you have to wait for a while. I'm not familiar with undead magic, and Elisande doesn't study much about this theory. , we may have to 'make up lessons'."

"No, it's not."

The high lord looked at the wine glass in his hand. The swaying amber liquid in the crystal wine glass reflected his handsome face, which was no longer young but still full of grace.

He shook the drink in his hand and said:

"I just had a dream, Blue Moon. I dreamed about things that happened a long, long time ago. Ten thousand years later, the world is still not so peaceful. The demons are back again, and they are even more powerful.

But I also dream that the younger generations ten thousand years from now will be very successful.

They were not as embarrassed as us and were suppressed and beaten by demons. They even fought all the way to the demon's hometown and destroyed a planet created by evil.

I'm thinking if I can be reborn in that beautiful world ten thousand years from now."

"Are you sure you didn't drink too much?"

Dean Lanyue felt something was wrong.

She recalled the previous conversation between her mysterious disciple and herself at the edge of the battlefield, and she suspected that Black might have been in contact with Ravencase.

Then he said seriously:

"No undead magic can preserve your soul for ten thousand years! Even if you were dug out by then, you would be nothing more than a withered skeleton. Ravencrest, I know you are under great pressure, and I also know that Azshara has sent Assassin.

But don't worry, we will protect you. "

"If we lose, what's the point of surviving?"

The great lord glanced at the worried Lan Yue and said with a smile:

"Do you think a guy like me, who has been hard-core all his life, would stoop down and be a dog to the devil or Azshara? I would rather die on the battlefield.

What's more, if there are gods in this world, then maybe those things that mortals can't do are not difficult for the gods?

Okay, go ahead, Blue Moon, I'm going to take a rest.

In addition, I hope that you can serve as the commander of the mage force and coordinate the vanguard army to go to Zin Azshari. This plan is too important. Frankly speaking, I trust Elisande's ability, but I dare not bet on her integrity. "

"If this is your order, then I will absolutely obey it. Azshara and I also have some personal grudges to deal with, but I always feel that you are not normal today."

Dean Lan Yue complained, and when he stood up, he said to the great lord:

"Drink less."

"Um."

Ravencase watched Ms. Blue Moon leave. The moment the door closed, he drank the wine in his hand, took a long breath, closed his eyes and whispered:

"Then, let's meet again in ten thousand years, Blue Moon."

"Oh, I should have been bolder when I was in school."

——

"You are causing trouble for us, Lord Black."

On the eaves of Suramar's lord's hall, the Pirate Pirate squatted there like an assassin and observed the surroundings, but at a certain moment, the entire city's time was frozen.

Then, a tall figure appeared in the earth-yellow quicksand storm.

Nozdormu, the Lord of Time, wearing an elf-style robe, a peculiar hourglass shoulder pad, and blond hair and golden eyes, quietly appeared. This dragon king with insight into the past and future was not polite, and seriously treated Black, who was not affected by the suspension of time at all. explain:

"Lord Ravencrest's memory of ten thousand years later must be erased. He is different from others. He is a key figure in this timeline. Disturbing his fate may lead to the collapse of the timeline."

"I just brought him back to his destiny, Mr. Nuo."

Blake curled his lips and replied.

His strange title made Nozdormu raise his eyebrows in surprise. No one had ever used this title to describe the most mysterious King of Time even among the five-color dragon kings.

However, if divided by age, among the five dragon kings, the mature and prudent Nozdormu is indeed the second oldest dragon. Of course, for these dragon kings who have accepted the authority of the Titans for immortality, those extra few There is no need to discuss the huge age gap of ten years.

But Nozdormu never dreamed that the reason why Black was called so was really just because the elf form of the Time Dragon King resembled the "Second Master Guan" from his hometown.

This is a joke, you know?

Anyway, if you don’t understand, there’s no need to explain.

"During the time when I took Shaohao and the Monkey King on a rampage until now, you bronze dragons must have been very busy, right?"

Blake showed a nasty smile and looked back at Mr. Nuo. He took out his pipe and said in a long voice:

"I guess the preparations for the 'group memory review' in Pandaria have been completed? As soon as the War of the Ancients is over, the memories of the panda people will be changed back to their original appearance?

Inferring from this, the memory of Prince Tortheldrin of Elrethalas has also been recalled?

You are really good at logistics. With you here, my activities in the War of the Ancients are much easier. I can play the prophet game as much as I want. "

"I would like to, but the fate of those people you have come into contact with as a 'destiny node' has changed. Without my cooperation ten thousand years later, I would not be able to go back in time and space on such a large scale."

Nozdormu is an unsmiling dragon king, well, mostly.

But when facing the "time stowaway" in front of him, the Bronze Dragon King behaved very gently.

The main reason is that this guy has too much background and strength.

A few nights ago, the collision between his godhead and Sargeras in the Twisting Nether almost shattered the time network of Azeroth and almost scared the Bronze Dragon Legion to death.

The Time Dragon King barely rested that night and personally changed the memories of the bronze dragons from top to bottom, making them forget about this thing that "shouldn't have happened".

Because of this, Nozdormu felt that he had to meet and talk with Black.

If he continues to make trouble like this, the Bronze Dragon Legion, which has been shouldering an important mission since its birth, may not be able to survive.

"Aren't you going to ask me what I'm doing here?"

Blake looked at the gentle-tongued Bronze Dragon King in front of him in surprise, and said:

"Such indulgence is not like the behavior of the Bronze Dragon Legion."

"I went ten thousand years later."

Nozdormu answered the question incorrectly.

But Blake nodded.

He knew what the Bronze Dragon King meant, so he asked again:

"Then what do you think after seeing with your own eyes the timeline that I distorted and reshaped?"

"I can't understand."

Nozdormu didn't hide it, he stroked his golden beard and said straightforwardly:

"But I was really shocked. You opened up another chaotic future outside the timeline of 'established destiny'. I don't know whether that is good or bad.

But if the Creator Titans can trust you, I think I can too.

After all, the existence mission of the Bronze Dragon Legion was different from other dragons from the beginning. We never intervened in world events and silently worked in the time network just to maintain the clear direction of the timeline of the Legion's ultimate failure.

This is the future Lord Aman'Thul wants to see.

But judging from His actions in helping you return to 10,000 years ago, perhaps the Creators also believe that the future you shape is better than the future they want to see.

perhaps"

Mr. Nuo glanced at Blake, who had a smile in his eyes, and said:

"Perhaps starting soon, the bronze dragons will change the way they work. In addition to ensuring the diversity of time, we will also have to allocate manpower to maintain this unique timeline of your existence.

Congratulations, Lord Silent One, you have become the ultimate winner of a rare existence among thousands of possibilities. "

"Oh my, that's too polite."

Blake waved his hand and said hypocritically:

"To talk about the final victory right now would be a bit complacent. I have only done a small and insignificant job, and there are still many things that have not been done before the final battle.

But I also have my curiosity. "

Pirate Chip rubbed his hands and asked in a low voice to the mysterious King of Time in front of him:

"Looking at all the timelines, my dear Mr. Nuo, can you tell me clearly, among the countless possible futures, how many timelines have completely reversed fate like mine?

Among those winners, where do my actions and my great achievements rank? "

"Well, these cannot be revealed. This is a rule set by the Creator."

Nozdormu shook his head and said vaguely:

“But what I can tell you is that the timelines that have been changed are colorful, and the number of times that have changed the future is not as small as you think, but it cannot be counted as a lot.

If we were to rank the great achievements in order, you might not be able to take the first place.

After all, there were heroes who broke into the Shadow Realm before you. They didn't save the country through the same curve as you. They fought Sargeras and the Burning Legion head-on and won. "

"Huo! Is there such a fierce person?"

Blake narrowed his eyes, rubbed his chin and said:

"You must get to know each other if you have the opportunity in the future. Then I will ask Mr. Nuo to help with the matchmaking. The benefits will be yours."

Hearing the pirate's words, Nozdormu suddenly showed a confused smile.

Lord Aman'Thul's "Steward of Time" raised his hand, patted Lord Silent on the shoulder in a neither humble nor condescending manner, and said softly:

"My great and evil Lord Silence, that Excellency has actually met you secretly, but you don't know it yet. Finally, behave well."

Nozdormu, the Lord of Time, pointed to the sky and said meaningfully:

"This starry sky is very big, more vast than you imagine, and those who sent you here are looking at you, and they say they must take care of you.

Although I don't understand what this means. "

"etc!"

Upon hearing this, Black's eyes widened immediately. He stretched out his hand and clasped Nozdormu's wrist, saying:

"Do you know who I am?"

"I have no idea."

Nozdormu shook his head and said:

"After all, I am just one of countless Nozdormu in countless timelines. One of my lucky 'compatriots' knows some inside information. He has escaped from the tiring work of managing the time network and now works for a group of mysterious people. Big shot service.

But I can't tell you that information.

All I can say is that you have to step out of the cradle to find your own truth, but I am sure that this is not a conspiracy or a tragedy.

This is just a necessary component of a ‘welcome ceremony’.

After all, only adults can join fraternities, and grown-up kids can only play with kids. "

"Mysterious."

Blake felt that he understood, but he seemed to understand nothing. He thought for a while and decided to ignore these troublesome things that were destined to be revealed after the story ended.

He has always been a very focused person.

He said to Nozdormu:

"When Sargeras approaches Azeroth, I need you to strengthen the stability of the time network. Although I am sure, I am also afraid that the Dark Titan will suddenly go crazy. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Secret operations, we understand."

Nozdormu nodded, his golden pupils shining with a special luster, and the scenery reflected in his eyes definitely did not belong to this era.

After a few seconds, the Time Dragon King coughed and said:

"The situation is still stable ten thousand years later, and the mastermind behind it has not yet been noticed, but if you want to use the connections of the Nasrezim in this era, it will be difficult to say."

"The Quiet One still needs the help of the Dread Lord to do his job?"

Blake shook his head and said:

“Everything I should do has been done, and the seeds that need to be planted have almost been completed. The current situation has developed to the point where it will give me a better chance of winning in ten thousand years.

You no longer need to worry about my random interference causing the timeline to collapse. I have just become a god and have not yet enjoyed the happiness of a god. I have no plans to commit suicide in the near future.

The Battle of the Ancients will go on as scheduled. However, I have a small problem. "

The pirate looked at the Lord of Time and said:

"What if I hid a batch of blue dragon eggs"

"No more than a hundred!"

Nozdormu said seriously:

“Any more would be troublesome.

The blue dragons' stubborn maintenance of the magical order will interfere with the development of the local magic system in Azeroth. The lessons of the Ancient War will only make them more wary of mortals.

Although it is cold to say so.

But until the dust settles, my neurotic blue dragon brothers shouldn't get too strong. "

"No, no, I mean, I hid the eggs."

Blake waved his hands, made a holding motion, and explained to the Dragon King of Time:

"Wait until 10,000 years before giving the egg sealed in time to the Blue Dragon Queen who is about to be crowned. This way, the timeline of these 10,000 years will not be destroyed.

This is just a gift for a friend, what do you think? "

"In that case, okay."

The Time Dragon King nodded and finally gave the following instructions:

"Deathwing, please don't make any big moves."

"Am I crazy? Try to touch Neltharion at this time."

Blake rolled his eyes and said:

"I'm not here to do good deeds. Deathwing didn't give me any money, so why should I help it treat its illnesses? I just extracted some samples to study void corrosion.

Don't worry, Second Master.

I behave according to the rules and will not make things difficult for you. Besides, I can also be regarded as the 'son-in-law' of the Bronze Dragon Legion. We are all members of the same family, so how can I cause trouble for my family members.

Are you right? "

"Well, you are really a considerate god."

The figure of the Lord of Time disappeared into the khaki quicksand wind, and he praised:

"Then I wish you a 'Happy Travel' and take your wife back as soon as possible. May the good times last forever."