What is the flow of time?

It's a lie.

Chromie never considered himself more powerful than the other bronze dragons in strength, brackets, physics.

Compared to Night Elves, Trolls, or Minotaurs, dragons are indeed powerful.

But as a bronze dragon who participated in the Battle of the Quicksand 3,000 years ago, Chromie knows that there is no limit to the path of muscles and muscles, and compared to various non-dragon creations, there will always be a day when he loses the brute force competition.

As the guardians of Azeroth, the defeat of the Dragon Legion meant the destruction of the world.

So Chromie can accept setbacks, but he can't accept failures.

How can I go undefeated?

Possess more power than the enemy.

How can those acquire such power?

Learn. Knowledge is power, and learning makes me happy.

One thing that sets Chromie apart from other bronze dragons is that it has discovered lies about the flow of time.

It's not a lie that the Cave of Time and Space Quicksand Scales fools the brave people of different worldlines and timelines to wipe the ass of the bronze dragon, but a lie that even the bronze dragon itself believes---- time cannot be changed.

The Great Barrier of Azeroth is real.

This vast magical stance, which exists on the basis of the Emerald Dream, distinguishes Azeroth from other Titan-modified planets.

Chromie doesn't know what the true effect of this barrier is, but one thing is clear, and that is that the so-called multiverse, the so-called breaking of dimensional walls, only works on Azeroth.

This means that there is only one Chromie who can leave Azeroth, or who can leave Azeroth.

I originally thought it was a meaningless branch world, but I thought that if I couldn't fix it, I would simply annihilate it.

But whenever Chromie tries to foresee the future of this worldline, at the end of destruction, there is always a hint of incongruity.

Variable......

Once or twice can be regarded as the resurgence of one's own craft, three or four times can be considered that the sand of time is expired, five times or six times can be understood as not waking up, and every time it is like this, then there is a saying.

Sure enough, she never did useless work, and she couldn't get the most critical fragment from the memory of death, Chromie Bronze Dragon's talent failed, she didn't know what caused this world line to be special, and she didn't know what the value of this special could make more than two hundred of them commit suicide en masse.

Is the blood sacrifice out of the orange suit?

But as a skilled bronze dragon, rational thinking is the most basic operation, and Chromie brushed his thoughts, and it was not difficult to use the elimination method to come up with the answer: Carlos. Barov.

The variables are in this human being.

And this human is now planning a war against the orcs.

Truth be told, Chromie appreciates the mortal race's will to fight for survival.

But the short-lived species are the short-lived species, and behind the impassioned enthusiasm is the irresponsibility of leaving as soon as it is cool, and it is a kind of self-satisfied intoxication.

Letting the orcs into Azeroth was already the least bad option.

There is a temporal paradox that Chromie cannot explain, and that is that there was Brooks first. Sarufar's brilliance in the Battle of the Ancients, and finally touching the deeds of Sargeras as a mortal, led to the Burning Legion's attention to the orc race, and finally Kil'Gardan's layout of Draenor, which led to the fact that the orcs invaded.

Confusion of cause and effect, Chromie once asked Norddom, and the great Bronze Dragon King only made Chromidor want to see more.

Well, the big guy is not worried, what are he worried about, Chromie is not a dead brain, he is so busy with work, there are so many unsolved mysteries in the world, why bother himself.

What you say to mortals is no different from putting P, what is the end of every time flow means the destruction of the world, the time flow of the end of the Bronze Dragon Lord King is more, when a world line threatens the stability of the entire Azeroth, the best way to destroy it is to destroy it.

Because of the existence of the Great Enchantment of Azeroth, life has become like a game for the bronze dragon, with the opportunity to read the file and start over, the only problem is that this game only has one life, and if you die, you will really die.

If you don't have the ability to clone countless things like me Kromie.

Well, and aptly described, the name of this game should be "One Life: Regret Medicine".

Repeated investigations, repeated verifications, and over the course of a year, Chromie rehearsed the direction of the world.

A small number of orcs were brainwashed and enslaved and joined the Alliance, and more defeated orcs were slaughtered. Hellroar led the rest of his tribe to slaughter, and the Horde survived Medivan's scourge.

More hatred, greater disputes, Carlos. Barov managed to thwart the Burning Legion's plans to invade Azeroth for the next fifty years, but the loss of the Scourge of the Dead and the return of the Elder Gods made the casualties even more severe. Then, the scarred Azeroth was no longer able to stop the never-ending infiltration of the Burning Legion, and in order to fight the Burning Legion, the Elder God, who was struggling to survive, detonated Azeroth's star core.

GG！

A wave of operations is as fierce as a dog, but all of them are pig teammates.

The world line without any bright spots is not as long as Gianna as the demon king Gou.

The Bronze Dragon's Prophecy Spell, which is an expert-level prophecy spell with a talent bonus.

If there is no external interference, it is an inevitable future.

As it should be.

However, when Chromie makes a prophetic observation of this world line, he always has a sense of disobedience, and instinctively feels that the prophecy is wrong and flawed.

Come to think of it, it can only be this Carlos. What happened to Barov when he passed through the Dark Gate, and this grandson was so endurable that he never started the foreshadowing.

Then things are simple.

Either obstruct and interfere with Carlos. Barov travels through the Dark Gate to Draenor. Or follow along and see what's going on.

A lighthearted and effortless. The other is to risk death.

Well, how to choose, how to choose.

Chromie struggled for less than three seconds before making a decision.

Do you still need to think about it?

Trouble! Trouble! Trouble!

I, Chromie, am afraid of death, no, dragon!!

Just do it, first go to intimidate Onexia by force to delay her plan to infiltrate human society, and then go and hand Nefarian a small note to let the little brother know that Aunt Red Dragon is watching you, and then go to Kodala to wreak havoc, so that Malygos has no time to be distracted. After dealing with the dragon legion that could be bad, block out the Sand Scales' attention to this anomalous temporal stream.

Chromie quietly blended into the expeditionary force going south, prepared a small bench with melon seeds, and planned to be a quiet beautiful girl to watch the show.

At this time, it is already spring.

Lordaeron's last and most heated debate———— the debate over whether or not Varian would return to Alwyn with the army, has been settled.

Terenus had left Varian with him after all.

This disappointed a group of thoughtful nobles, but also satisfied other thoughtful lords.

And Carlos, who has already left, is not interested in these dirty struggles.

He was all about how to stop Orgrim from blowing up the Dark Door.

When the war starts, the orcs have the final say.

When the war will end, I have the final say.

Carlos. Barov, after more than a year, is again in a state of war.