Nozdom was still trapped in the eternal torrent of time and could not extricate himself. He just saw the change of the timeline, and in the slight change he could not understand what was going on. But on the other hand, Nozdom's descendants, Anaklos, as Nozdom's son, certainly had the same ability as his father.

Anacros is confused-

First, as the guardian of Azeroth time, he was very confused about where this guy Levi came from. It seemed that he had existed before, but there seemed to be no warning. He carefully looked at history, and even the history that he could not see was even black history. He even saw that Levi and the King of Banshee had a TN affair.

Good Dragon, fried green onions, is it a heartbeat? Does anyone really like the undead? - In the heart of the Bronze Dragon agent, Li Wei's definition of lord is the first to throw away a numb-fetish.

Second, as the guardian of Azeroth time, he didn't know where this world line came from? How could Azeroth have such a crazy thing? Of course, being crazy but being crazy, but what is the final outcome of this world line? This world line breaks all world lines and puts Azeroth on a path that is completely different from the past. It even completely solved many things, such as the remnants of the Scourge Legion, the problems of the Ancient God and the Burning Legion. So, what should this change end be considered?

Third - Do you want to care about yourself? Take care of yourself, which one is involved in mortal things? Even if the world line changes, it is only driven by the mind of mortals. This is completely acceptable. It is not that the Eternal Dragon Legion gets tired of him. He cares about it? Will he fall into depravity if he cares about it? But no matter what, this seems to be dangerous to the established plan. Who is responsible if something happens?

It was just a relatively small dragon. Anacros scratched his head, scratched his head, and bleeding from his head.

What should we do...or, let's...

"Anacros, this cannot be done, something must be changed." A bronze dragon transformed into a dwarf aunt pointed to the face of the agent general and said enthusiastically: "We cannot let this mortal destroy the time we worked hard to weave. You know, Azeroth's history is net-like, and a little mistake is all messy. Do you really want to see Azeroth change in the past?"

"You're too extreme, Onim." He persuaded the bronze dragon who turned into a dwarf aunt: "If we care, isn't it too inhuman?"

"Isn't it like the Eternal Dragon Legion? He is just a mortal, why bother with him?" The huge bronze dragon dragon claw pointed to the space-time split mirror beside him. A group of bronze giant dragons of Huawei's respective forms watched collectively, reflecting the good style of the bronze dragon - the high-quality dragon clan in the face of danger and the high-quality dragon clan.

——In fact, the bronze dragons are all scared.

"The future seems to be pretty good. Even if the past has changed, it is not unacceptable." Anacros looked at the space-time split mirror, and was playing the future of all periods in all directions: "Look, the Burning Legion in the past was actually... all the future... are simply incredible."

[A huge country, fight to the death, and destroy the evil forces of the Burning Legion and the evil bandits]. In the space-time split mirror, the chariot and the girl went on one after another, and then was slapped away with a rat. Amid the grand military music, soldiers against soldiers and generals, can all Azeroth gather together to fight against the Burning Legion?

"Isn't your statement also the Eternal Dragon Legion's statement?" The dwarf aunt named Onim pointed out in blood.

"Yes...but what else can I do? Go and kill him?" Anacros sighed.

"But he killed the king, but more than one king - there is no king in the world, and the dragon clan is no exception." The bronze dragon, who transformed into a dwarf aunt, also sighed a little, pointed to the space-time split mirror beside him and said, "Can you bear it?"

[Do you hear the song? The song in the hearts of the angry people? It is the call of a nation that will no longer be slaves. When your heart beats, responds to the sound of the war drums, a new dawn will be opened, and when tomorrow comes

The brave battle begins, would you like to stand on our side? In the garden of the Holy Light, flowers of freedom are blooming.】 Humans sang loudly the lyrics with great incitement and personally hung the Wrien family on the gallows. Indeed, the whole family was hung on it, swaying willows in the wind.

"This is regicide, it is so incitement-especially after the catastrophe, the victims were organized almost terrible."

"What should we do?" Anaclos asked with a sigh: "Everyone knows what the Stormwind Council looks like, but it is just a small episode that cannot stir up waves in the long river of history. Of course, this episode sometimes penetrates into the Lich King (a warrior instructor), sometimes the blood elves are reversed, sometimes this one is this one - but these are just condiments. Unexpectedly, this seasoning is poison-"

"I have a way - we don't need to kill him, nor do we need to let him do anything else. Did you see it? He is just a mortal, and he doesn't know what he is doing now. He looks like a good old man." The dwarf aunt Bronze Dragon smiled confidently: "He is just a guy who wants to save people, so we can follow his ideas - what can we do if he is a saint?"

“…Is this OK?”

"What's wrong with it? Let him do what he wants to do and guide him." The dwarf aunt smiled even brighter: "Look, he and the Taurus talked so enthusiastically, and it was obvious that it was 'Holy Virgin, - this kind of thing is best dealt with. Look, maybe we can have another hero."

"Is this... suitable?" The leaders asked their subordinates this way. If something happened, it would be their subordinates' problems. They could also reflect their people-friendly route and consult the public's opinions.

"There is nothing wrong. I don't know what the left hand is so developed? Maybe... this kind of drama has been staged for tens of thousands of years. The goddess dispatched tasks and mortals performed it--well, she looked pretty good.

"Uh...what do you want it?"

"Look, how about I tempted him to the right track of history?"
Chapter completed!