Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The dwarf bronze dragon that "jumped" from other timelines seemed to be full of worries. After complaining to Nefarian, who seemed to be familiar with her, she began to enjoy the food specially prepared for her.

However, the two giant dragons with their own ulterior motives stopped here. Black, who was hiding in the shadows and snooping nearby, kept quiet while he was frantically collecting information and complaining to Xal'atath:

"Well, that little guy looks awesome."

Miss Void Essence said to the smelly pirate:

"The clocks on her body have the most advanced time interference effect, which makes her a 'singularity' in the timeline of this world. If I hadn't seen her appear with my own eyes, I wouldn't have noticed the change in the timeline. .

This is a powerful character, little master.

But she doesn't look much better than your first mate, maybe about ten times better. "

"It's an exaggeration, a little too exaggerated."

Blake shook his head in the shadows, took out a pen and paper to sketch, and answered in his mind:

"Although Sephiel is weak, she is also a very talented bronze dragon. Even Deathwing's sneak attack could not kill her immediately. She is more than ten times stronger than her, and that is at least Queen Saumilian's. Upgraded.

This bronze dragon is probably an elite veteran of the Quicksand Scale, and is indeed difficult to deal with. But you also heard what she just said. In this timeline, she has no 'future' to speak of.

This means that the most buggy 'prophecy' ability of the Bronze Dragon has been abolished. If I want to sneak attack on her, there will not be a future version of her jumping out to warn me.

I am still the only 'prophet' in this world. In this regard, the advantage still lies with me. "

"That's true, but little master, even if you put on this Moon God Artifact Armor, under the increased moonlight, it will be difficult to kill her with one hit.

This means that you only have one chance to attack. Once you lose it, she will remember your 'time signature', and it will be difficult for you to succeed in a sneak attack. "

Xal'atath retorted:

"As a prophet, I know better than me how difficult it is for a bronze dragon to kill you. In fact, the fact that she still exists here means that your assassination attempt in the future has failed.

Otherwise, her current image should have collapsed. "

"Wrong! There is no 'future' in this timeline."

pirate said:

"Don't apply your own conventions to me. And compared to whether I can kill her in the future, I am more curious now that this bronze dragon seems to know the truth about the birth of the Eternal Dragon.

She cooperated with Nefarian just to hide in the abandoned timeline to avoid herself who was destined to go crazy in the future.

It seems that she wants to cut off her existence in all other timelines except this one.

What a hard-core ruthless person. "

Blake sneered in his heart and said:

“But this guy is also good at acting.

I am sure that she did not tell the complete truth. Even to her partner Nefarian, she kept at least three parts of the truth unsaid.

Every word she said was true, but combined it created the illusion that she was desperate. I don’t know if Nefarian can see through her disguise. "

"How do you know so clearly?"

Xal'atath complained:

"Also, why are you so skilled in analysis? Can you read her mind?"

"I don't have to read minds at all, poor Xal'atath."

Blake snorted and replied in his heart:

"Because this is what I do when I lie to others. Her expression at this time is very familiar to me. Every time I tell a big lie, it is this calm expression with a hint of loss.

Hiss, this guy is a powerful enemy. "

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Xal'atath was completely speechless.

But she couldn't refute it, because the stinky pirate was indeed the most deceitful guy she had ever seen. Compared with him, any void cultist or evil bastard was as innocent as a child who wanted to eat a lollipop.

A few minutes later, the magic eyeball on Blake's shoulder turned to check the sketch in his hand. After confirming that it was exactly the same as the dwarf bronze dragon, he put away the sketch paper.

Blake was ready to leave.

At this moment, Nefarian suddenly said:

"I actually have something to trouble you with, my friend."

"Don't say my name!"

The little dwarf bronze dragon who was eating suddenly raised her head and interrupted the black dragon prince's words. She said sternly:

"Before I cut off the connection with other timelines, if I say my name here, 'she' will notice it. It doesn't matter to me, anyway, I have escaped from her a dozen times.

But I'm not sure whether you can escape the carnage of time. "

"Okay, my bad, you reminded me before."

The Black Dragon Prince behaved very gently, without any trace of the evil and ferociousness that this guy should have as a big villain. He stood up and said to the dwarf who was burping alone across the table:

“My secret lab was invaded this afternoon.

My incompetent and useless subordinates found nothing of value and assured me it was just an accident, but I knew that any accident should be regarded as a conspiracy against me.

So I would like to ask you to help me trace back time and see what the truth is?

You can't see the future here, but it's okay to look back into the past, right? "

"This is fine."

The little dwarf bronze dragon brushed her chic and cute broken hair with bangs. She appeared next to Nefarian from the chair with a flash of quicksand swirling luster. She also pulled out a delicate toothpick and said while picking her teeth:

"A single timeline can go back up to eight hours. The more timelines it affects, the shorter the time it takes to go back. You should know this rule."

"enough."

Nefarian smiled and said to the bronze dragon:

"Come with me, my friend."

Two figures, one tall and one short, one black and one orange, a man and a woman disappeared behind the throne in front of Black. After the wall opened and closed, the smelly pirate in the shadow moved his shoulders and prepared to leave.

"Little master, won't you follow and see the result?"

Xalatath, who transformed into a maid-servant, reminded her thoughtfully:

"What if the little dwarf really finds some clues?"

Blake shook his head. He counted three times silently on the spot, touched his wrist again, and said:

"The fact that I am still alive and there is no sign of collapse in time proves that she did not recognize my identity and I am safe."

"What if she recognized it but let it go on purpose, intending to play a long game to catch a big fish?"

Xal'atath argued.

Blake shrugged and said:

"That only means that you are not qualified as a void mentor. Do you think you are qualified? My Xal'atath mentor?"

"Call me mentor sister."

Void Essence laughed and said:

"Nozdormu himself is enough. He is just a little dwarf, but it's still far away."

"Isn't that what it is?"

The pirate snorted, flashed to the edge of the platform, called to the sky of the hippogryph, flew into the clouds from the top of the Black Rock, and disappeared towards the coast of the Cursed Land.

Nearly twenty minutes later, Nefarian and the little dwarf bronze dragon returned to the Black Wing Lair. The little dwarf frowned and stared at the strangely inverted pocket watch in his hand.

she says:

"It shouldn't be. How come you can only see the back? It's so seriously polluted by the void. Didn't you claim that you have always been cautious? How could you get into trouble with a cultist of this level?

If you are targeted by the void bosses, I will have no choice but to re-examine my cooperation with you.

For us bronze dragons, it is definitely not a good thing to have a relationship with the void. "

"Perhaps N'Zoth."

Nefarian also looked unhappy, and he guessed:

"Not long ago, N'Zoth's power in Kul Tiras was wiped out. Now the Corruptor is at an unprecedented weakness. It may have sent its subordinates to check on my 'progress' in the hope of further cooperation.

I will send someone to verify this conjecture.

If you have doubts, you can wait until I find out the truth before proceeding. "

"I'm not doubting you."

The little dwarf glanced at the Black Dragon Prince and said:

“But it’s better to be cautious.

Please contact me again after you come to a conclusion. In addition, your timeline is quite interesting. I have observed it in the past few days. Many major events have been moved to different points in time, and many crises have been detonated in advance in great ways.

It seems reckless, but in fact it has greatly enhanced the order's ability to resist risks in the future.

Do you know what this means? "

"Say it, stop playing riddles."

Nefarian was in a bad mood and became rude when speaking.

The little master sneered and ignored the Black Dragon Prince's mood. She said seriously:

"A prophet was born on your timeline, and he or she or it has begun to weave a new web of destiny."

"Huh? Prophet?"

Nefarian frowned and said:

"The kind of Dark Prophet Zul?"

"No, it's much better than that half-hearted Zul."

The little dwarf bronze dragon stretched his body and said:

“I’m talking about a true ‘prophet’, which you can understand as omniscient and omnipotent.

But the problem with the prophet is that knowing the historical future is his greatest advantage. However, once he starts to intervene in the historical process, it is equivalent to destroying his own advantage with his own hands.

The more he does, the closer he becomes to a mortal.

Judging from the chaos of your timeline, this prophet's web of fate has been mostly woven, and he is about to reach his weakest point.

If you're going to deal with him, it's best to do it now.

Once his destiny is compiled, he will start to regain his strength with the help of the powerful path he has set for himself. When he becomes powerful, you will no longer be able to resist. "

"What you said doesn't make sense."

Nefarian retorted:

"If there really is such a prophet, why do I have to deal with him so thanklessly?"

"Oh, that's so stupid."

The little dwarf covered her forehead with an expression that she couldn't bear to look at. She sighed and said:

"The mission of the Prophet is to bring about change, my poor Nefarian, that change is a torrent, and if you don't resist, you can only be carried forward by it.

In the face of such a torrent, you can't be a chess player, and you don't even have the chance to be a chess piece.

Forget it, you're still too young.

You can't understand this. "

After saying that, the bronze dragon raised her head and opened the portal to other timelines again. As she disappeared into the material world, she let out a long sigh:

"I finally understand why Nozdormu left this timeline. There cannot be two 'prophet' in the same world. My Majesty is just like me.

The only difference is that it explores a different future, and I was just a deserter.

Alas, when I negotiated terms with it, I really should have changed it. "

——

At midnight that day, Flying towards the Cursed Land, Sky saw the Nagfar sailing in the opposite direction and leaping from the bottom of the sea to the sea. The hippogryph roared and quickly landed on the deck of the ghost ship, carrying Blake. .

The pirate jumped down from behind his beloved mount. He patted Sky's neck and motioned for it to rest.

Facing the first mate Sephiel who came up to him and looked at his new armor with suspicion, Blake hesitated, took out the sketch paper he had completed before, and handed it to Sephiel.

The first parasaurus still looked confused, but when she took it and saw the black and white portrait of a small dwarf bronze dragon on the paper, her spirit body trembled for a moment.

It was as if I had seen the most terrifying thing.

Sephiel looked left and right, holding the piece of paper to her chest with a nervous expression. She hid beside Blake like a frightened bird.

She said with a trembling voice:

"She came to arrest me?"

"Don't be afraid, she's not here to catch you."

The pirate explained:

"This guy has reached some kind of cooperation agreement with Nefarian. She will help the Black Dragon Prince lure an adult bronze dragon to our timeline to complete the creation of the giant beast in 'Twilight of the Dragon King'.

In exchange, she has to stay in this timeline and avoid the Eternal Dragon's pursuit of her.

She calls herself a deserter.

do you know her? "

"Um."

Sephiel nodded, crumpled up the sketch paper in her hand, and threw it into the sea. Then she hugged her shoulders and said to Blake, who was looking at her:

"I can't say her name, because it will entangle her with this timeline, and she will not be able to escape the pursuit of the eternal dragon even if she comes here.

But I can"

"Then say her name! Say it now."

The pirate held Sephiel's shaking shoulders with both hands. He looked at his frightened first mate and said seriously:

"She has bad intentions, why should we teach her martial ethics? She wants to stir up trouble in my timeline, why should I make her life so comfortable?

Dig a hole for her before she even notices.

I'm really looking forward to seeing that guy cut off all ties with other timelines, happily walking into our timeline and then seeing the desperate look of the Eternal Dragon waiting for her.

This is how I deal with uninvited ‘thieves’.

Do you understand? "

"This will bring our timeline to the Eternal Dragon's attention."

Sephiel trembled even more, and she said:

"The Eternal Dragons don't care if we are abandoned, they only"

"I told you the truth about the Eternal Dragon, Sephiel."

Blake said warmly:

"Don't be afraid that you will be involved in endless wars again. You are already dead, your eternal dragon incarnation is also dead, and you are free. When the next eternal dragon steps here, we will hunt it.

You stay with me and I will protect you.

Don't be afraid. "

"I"

When Sephiel heard the captain's words, she clenched her fists. Her trust in Blake finally overcame her fear. After a few seconds, she pursed her lips and whispered to Blake:

"Her name is Toki! Time Tinker Toki is a famous 'problem child'. Like Chromie, she is a genius and a troublemaker. She is very dangerous, Captain.

You must keep your spirits up. "

"Huh? One hundred and twenty points?"

Blake patted Sephiel on the head and complained:

"What's the perfect score?"

Sephiel glared at the crooked captain and said angrily:

"very!"