Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 55 54. The Doomsday of Sefir

Under the dark night, Sefir was quickly approaching the city of Lordaeron. The dragon wings of the young dragon spread out in the dark night, silently passing through the clouds, and its huge snake pupils could clearly see that the most prosperous place for human beings city ​​lights in the dark.

   Especially the court area.

   That banquet was drawing to a close, but it was still lively.

  Sefir was also reconfirming the action plan this time in his heart.

   Learn from the last lesson.

  Fast in and out, the moment you catch Drake, take him out of the city.

   He didn't give him any chance to do tricks. He had just confirmed that the flow of time except for Lordaeron was normal.

  Things still have a chance to be salvaged.

   The node he is responsible for is out of control.

   But it hasn’t crashed yet, it still has the possibility to connect to other time nodes, and it is my responsibility to not give up saving this timeline.

   But Sefir was not as stubborn as before.

   Good friend Chromie advised Sefir not to waste time trying to fix it, but to report the affected time node to Scales of Quicksand for disposal.

  Similar to this, the Bronze Dragon Legion has encountered it before.

  Once a certain timeline is abandoned, it will be stripped from the main world line by the scales of quicksand. Because Azeroth's time is networked, this stripping won't affect other normal timeline tributaries.

   Although it is called "stripping".

   is actually more of a "sandbox shield".

   Let it continue to develop and evolve into infinite possibilities in the future. This is another responsibility of the Bronze Dragon Army, and it is also the favorite entertainment of the Bronze Dragons in their spare time.

   Observe and explore different futures.

   However, if the disposal is proposed, it means that Sefir's work has ended in failure, and it will lose the management right of this time node.

   Although no one would blame it for such a young dragon.

   But Sefir just couldn't get past this hurdle in his heart. The more realistic effect is that this failure will delay its desire to join Scales of Quicksand again.

   Because that means it's not "mature" enough.

   "It is no longer possible to deal with him directly, but it can be changed in other ways, such as imprisoning him."

   As he approached Lordaeron, Sefir's thoughts were destined to become clear.

   "Just like the abandoned time node of Scales of Quicksand, I can also 'abandon' the time remnant of Derek Proudmoore somewhere inaccessible.

   does not hurt him.

   But he is not allowed to continue to disturb the world line until that fateful moment, let him out, there are many such places in Azeroth.

   Simply find an uninhabited island in the South China Sea and throw him there.

   Or throw it into another abandoned timeline and let him mess around. "

  Thinking like this, the bronze dragon folded its wings and landed near the human city from a high altitude. Its body quickly entered the outer layer of the time stream, as if it was hiding in flight.

   A giant dragon like it must be very careful around human cities, especially when it comes with a mission, except for occasional fun.

  The five-color giant dragon army, except for the big bad guys who have long defected from the black dragon, all have their own missions.

The    dragons regarded it as an honor.

   They don't think that human civilization, which has just been born, can understand this heavy glory, so they don't bother to explain it to them.

  Do not disturb each other is the best mode of contact.

  Although there are several human legends active in Lordaeron now, thanks to the teachings of the dragon ancestors, Sefir has a way to avoid their attention.

   "It's close, I caught the breath of Drake Proudmoore, he is in that big palace."

  Sefir hovered in the air outside the city, surrounded by an outer layer of time flow like a faded yellow photo, and a small inverted hourglass appeared in front of him.

   That is its time-space beacon.

   Just throw it near Drake to create a small-scale time pause, and you can take that guy out of the time stream without disturbing anyone.

   This is the correct way for the bronze dragons to deal with the problem.

   The last time I broke into Dunhold Castle carelessly, it was a bit too rude.

   is too high profile.

  Sefir reviewed his mistake and started aiming at the location of the space-time beacon.

   At the same time, the smile on Lord Davar Prestor's face, who was walking among the nobles of Lordaeron and chatting and laughing with the upper echelons, suddenly stiffened in the court of Lordaeron.

   "Are you feeling unwell? Mr. Daval."

The nineteen-year-old Calia Menethil, who accompanied him beside the Princess of Lordaeron, noticed the change in the expression on Mr. Lord's face. This young, gentle and generous princess immediately asked gently. .

  Lord Daval, who has always been polite and abide by the noble example, was a little rude at this moment.

   "I suddenly remembered something and will be back soon."

   He bluntly refused the help of the eldest princess, and quickly walked into the rest room near the garden. The moment he stepped into the room and the door was closed, Lord Dawar's eyes suddenly changed.

   A pair of snake pupils filled with dark red violent aura, looking at the sky outside the city from the window.

  Space cannot hinder its sight.

   It easily found the bronze young dragon hovering in the high air outside the city, and it was aiming at the time-space beacon of the palace, and it wanted to create a time pause.

   This is the specialty of bronze dragons.

   On the battlefield where the demons invaded 10,000 years ago, no, in more ancient times, it has seen the Bronze Dragon Pioneer start a raid in this way countless times.

   "Ah, I really miss it.

  When the wise Nozdormu still called me my brother, before every battle we fought together, its magical power of time gave me the perfect opportunity to rush into the battlefield. "

  The lord unbuttoned his collar with a rudeness.

  It narrowed its eyes, stared at the sky above, and said softly:

   "When it is a teammate, it is so reassuring, but when it is an opponent, it is so disgusting! Where did the ignorant young dragon come from?

   It can actually find out my existence, and has the guts to interrupt my game.

   Could it be that my Nozdormu brothers found me?

Do not.

Will not.

  With its character, even if it discovers my game, it will not interfere in it. It is so cautious, it knows that the dragon soul is under my remote control, and it will not act rashly.

  It knows that they come in full force, and there is no chance of winning.

   And, I hear it's been lost in an infinite tributary of time, so.. is this just a stupid trial by the Bronze Dragonflight? "

  The lord rubbed his chin.

   After a second, he stretched out his hand.

   is like holding something invisible. It used to be the guardian of the earth. Even if it has fallen, it still has the power to control the power of the whole world.

   It decided to respond to this temptation.

   And the bronze dragons that are still walking in this world are too rare.

  It is too difficult to catch those guys who are running around in the flow of time. It is rare that this ignorant and brave young dragon takes the initiative to send it to the door.

   "The hour of twilight is destined to come, and I have seen with my own eyes in the abyss a future where all things fear death."

   A dark smile appeared on Lord Davar's mouth.

   It looked at the sky and said softly:

   "That is a gift, I will give it to you generously, and you will open up the secrets sealed in time for me.

   Embrace it, little dragon. "

  Sefir's time-space beacon has been calibrated, and it only takes one projection to capture Drake Proudmoore.

   But at this moment, a sharp warning sounded in Sefir's ear.

   "Run! It's coming!"

   That's the sound of it.

   It comes from the future, warning it of the present, danger is coming!

   "Om"

   A piercing sound of something spinning at a high speed also entered Sefir's perception at the same time, and it looked down from a high altitude.

   In the south of the royal city of Lordaeron, the tranquility of the adjacent Lake Lordaeron was broken.

  Something was in the back of the lake, rushed into the sky quickly, and was flying towards it.

   is a stone!

  The huge stone flew out of the water, like an arrow shot by a hunter with a bow, and when it kept spinning, it kept peeling off the surrounding rock layers, as if the best craftsmen were constantly sculpting it.

   Quickly shape it into a jujube-shaped, round rolling stone with sharp ends.

   is not fast.

   At least in terms of the dragon's perception and reaction speed, it is not fast.

  Sefir was confident that he could easily dodge it, but he chose a more bronze dragon-style fighting method. It threw it to the time-space beacon in the city, and threw it towards the strange stone.

   It's going to pause time.

   "No! Not so!"

   The reminder of the future Sefir grew sharper, and with a sense of despair, it screamed:

   "Go back! Try again! Quick!"

   The reminder this time made the young dragon react, and it immediately forwarded the time flow it belonged to according to its own reminder in the future.

   But at the same time, the space-time beacon that was thrown out also smashed on the strange stone.

  The moment the power of time contacts the sharp time, the speed of the stone's rotation and flight suddenly increases by more than ten times, just like a camouflaged trap to lure careless prey into it.

   That spinning stone has some kind of power that is not affected by the time pause at all!

  When Sefir didn't react at all, the sharp stone that whistled slammed into its slightly bloated abdomen like a bomb.

   exploded at the moment when the dragon scales were torn apart.

"what!"

   The young dragon let out a terrifying scream.

   "No! We are finished! We are helpless!"

  The future and the past, at this moment, there are countless it, and at the same time it screams in the ear of the present.

   In the severe pain of the body, it can feel that a strange force starts to "contaminate" it at other points in time along the timeline, using it as a node now.

   Its past and future began to crumble.

   And now it is about to die.

  The terrifying fear captured the young dragon, let it turn around and run, dragging the body that was seriously injured by a single blow, and staggered into the night sky behind him.

  The screams like a beast spread out in the dark night.

   A few minutes later, Lord Davar Prestor, who had changed his clothes, returned to the banquet with a familiar demeanor, and he also found Princess Calia on purpose.

   Patient and graceful, explained to her the gaffe he had just made.

  The young princess was empathetic, and she immediately forgave the personable and reassuring Lord Davar.

   As the last item of the banquet, the ball is about to begin. During the preparation time, a tall attendant of the Presto family, with black hair and black eyes, was called.

   He bowed his head humbly in front of his master, and then heard Lord Dawar's order.

   "Go and tell the incompetent family members I stayed in my hometown that I had a good time in Lordaeron, and they don't have to worry about me. Go and find the lost 'guest'.

   It should be somewhere in the Alterac Mountains, properly 'hosting' it for me. "

   "As you order, Master."

  The attendant responded and quickly left the palace garden.

   "Is this dress nice? Mr. Lord."

  Princess Calia soon changed to a long dress that was easy to move around.

   With anticipation, she asked the graceful Mr. Lord, who sat on a chair and looked at the human princess in front of her with admiration.

   There was a look of satisfaction in his dark eyes.

   He put down his glass and said:

   "This beautiful dress is just for you, Your Highness Calia."

   Lord Dawar stood up and extended his hand towards the princess politely. He smiled and said:

   "So now, can I have the honor to invite you to dance with me?"

   (end of this chapter)