"You're hating me?"

"Why do you hate me?"

"Dalaran wasn't destroyed by me, and the demons weren't put in by me, well, I'll admit that I played a part in it, but isn't that a disaster caused by your weakness?"

"I know, quite a few people died... Believe me, I don't feel much less sad in my heart than you do. ”

"I have always had a blind faith and hope in the human beings of Northern Xinjiang, and I hope that they can do great things."

"You saw it with your own eyes..."

Tyrion's fingers tapped on the purple-glowing surface of the soulstone, making a crisp sound, and in the shadows beside him, an illusory ghost hovered there, staring at the King of the Blades with hateful and angry eyes.

Tyrion was not afraid of this supernatural scene, and he spoke to himself in the confessional room, as if he were confessing to the priest in the confessional room.

"You saw it with your own eyes, didn't you? I killed the Great Demon... In a sense, I've saved a lot more people..."

"That's what you put it in!"

The ghost said in a calm and hoarse voice:

"For the sake of your own dark ambitions, you put an extraterritorial demon into this world, and you still say with a straight face that you are here to protect this world, you madman, no matter how much you talk about it, you can't change the damage you have caused to this world... You are a tyrant, Tyrion. Dawnblade, you are the destroyer, the destroyer, the screamer, the whipper, and your existence has nothing to do with protection and greatness! ”

"Huh?"

Tyrion turned his head to look at the dead and gloomy soul behind him, he narrowed his eyes, and a slight irritation appeared on his face in the flash of black flames behind him, but in the end, he did not vent his anger on this soul who died because of him.

On the contrary, he looked at this powerful soul very seriously, and he whispered:

"Hatred has blinded your wisdom, Master Antonidas, I thought you could see the sacrifices I made for this world, but I didn't expect that you are no different from those knights in the northern frontier, believing in narrow justice, and being blinded by stupid slogans to rational thinking, seriously, can't you see the danger of that great demon?"

"Or do you think that Akmund's existence is better for the world than mine? Tell me, are you crazy? ”

The questioning caused a series of hoarse sneers from the ghost behind him, but it soon became gloomy again, and Antonidas's voice was like that of old men in their old age, full of the smell of impending death:

"If you don't summon them, how can they come into this world! Don't tell me it's because of the demonic invasion 10,000 years ago, I'm a ** master, I can use time magic, I can prophesy... Demons do return to this world, but not at this time... You've pushed the process forward, Tyrion, and you've made disaster come early. ”

"No matter how much you talk about it, you can't change the nature of this matter, and you don't try to bewitch me, just like you bewitched Tulayan, I don't know how you fused Tulayan's soul with Casanatyr's, but trust me, Tyrion... I will not obey you. ”

"Speaking of which, why don't you forcibly transform my life form? Tyrion! Why don't you let me serve your dark cause? Don't you always do that? Don't you always twist our souls and make us do evil things to please you lunatics? ”

Antonidas whispered, in the state of his soul, this ** master seems to have really lost all the will to resist, he has become depressed and desperate, no matter how Tyrion persuades, he is not willing to listen to the persuasion of the King of the Dark Blade, in fact, from the day he fell into the hands of Tyrion, the will of this ** master seems to have been defeated.

This old man didn't want to live anymore, it was obvious that he didn't want to live in secret, but his soul was extremely strong and pure, and Tyrion had very important things to entrust him to do, and he couldn't let him collapse like this.

"Ah, how stubborn!"

Tyrion shook his head a little speechlessly, Antonidas's soul was definitely one of the most stubborn guys he had ever met, these orthodox mages were extremely self-conscious, and the words of the King of the Dark Blades would always be found by him to find logical errors, as if two people were playing a crazy word game.

"Looks like I can't convince you, Master Antonidas."

The King of the Blades shrugged his shoulders, he pulled open his drawer, took out a special stone from it, and shook it in front of Antonidas's eyes, it was a stone that glowed with a pale yellow light, and at first glance, the stone was constantly dripping with phantoms of pale golden quicksand, like a strange gravel composed entirely of sand.

"I have to invite an old friend of mine to explain to you the truth, and the history that you will never know, the sacrifices I made for this world, and you will never face it, because in the eyes of you narrow-minded... It never happened. ”

Tyrion said something like a tongue twister, crushing the sand of time in his hand, and the pale golden light quickly escaped through the room like flowing water, which made Antonidas's cloudy eyes flash a little brighter.

This rare ** master of time magic among human beings, even after losing his body, can clearly feel that the power of time that permeates the entire room is pure, not at all like a forbidden power that mortals can grasp.

And after the pale golden light, which symbolizes the power of time, beats several times, a High Elf girl wearing a moon-white dress, long silver-white hair, and yellow snake eyes like a snake creature, appeared on the ground in front of Tyrion and Antonidas in a strange way.

Her toes were on the ground, but if you looked closely, the toes were a few inches away from the ground, and her figure was suspended here, but there was a feeling of floating around, as if what appeared here was just an illusion outside of time, in short, it looked very strange, and the moment she appeared, the whole room, including the flow of time around Antonidas, instantly stopped.

"Hey, little girl Sefir, how are you doing?"

Leaning back at his desk, Tyrion picked up a special cigarette from the box and lit it in the eerily still flame on the candlestick as he greeted the indifferent girl in front of him.

When the latter saw Tyrion, a trace of joy flashed in her eyes, but it quickly faded into obscurity, she deliberately maintained her iceberg-like image, she nodded coldly to Tyrion, and said in a light voice:

"I've been busy encircling the last few Eternal Dragons of this timeline lately, and with your help, Tyrion, more and more timelines have regained their diversity, and the entire Bronze Dragon Legion has been freed from the endless curse of the Eternal Dragon, and we owe you a favor."

"I'm doing it for myself, too, what about that girl from Chromie?"

Tyrion was like talking to a friend, he was relaxed, and in the face of his question, a smile hung on the corner of Sefir's mouth, like an iceberg thawing, and she whispered:

"Chromie is going back and forth in her timeline as always, but not to change, but to experience a different story, but I guess you're not here to just talk, are you? I've been watching you, Tyrion. ”

A smile flashed in Sefir's yellow snake eyes:

"I know how 'busy' you are. ”

"Yes, this time it's not just a chat, I need your help with something, Sephir, my friend."

Tyrion pointed to the soul of Antonidas, who was also imprisoned in time, and he whispered:

"He's stubborn, but he's a good guy in the traditional sense, I didn't want to hurt him, I just need him to do something for me, I need you to show him the truth, to show him the things about the Burning Legion... Let him see the future of this world, those futures after his death! This stupid and stubborn old man, he can do more, he can do greater things for the world he guards! ”

"I need him to be great!"

"It's a request I shouldn't have agreed, Tyrion, you're giving me a problem."

Sephir's face changed for a moment, her eyes darting twice around Tyrion and Antonidas, and finally, she asked:

"Is he important in your future plans?"

Tyrion did not answer the question directly, he looked at Sephir and replied:

"There are two Great Demons... Now only one has died. ”

"I see."

Sefir nodded, the communication between smart people is so pleasant, she was suspended in the air, close to Antonidas, between the beating of her fingers, the golden light curtain representing the light of time shrouded Antonidas's soul, the ghost's eyes were soon shrouded by the constantly beating light curtain, under the guidance of Sephier, those "real history" that had never happened, scene by scene appeared in Antonidas's mind.

There was no deliberate glorification of Tyrion and his Darkblade Legion, and there was no need for that... With the wisdom of Antonidas, after seeing the silhouettes of those "futures", Tyrion believed that he would make the right judgment, and like Tulayan, in the original history, Antonidas proved his integrity, the untimely death of this old mage was really a regrettable, and Tyrion now wants to change the tragedy of Antonidas as everyone else.

Just as the old mage's soul sank into another timeline, Shalfir looked back at Tyrion and whispered:

"By the way, one more thing, the last time I visited the Lord of Time, I told him what you were going to do and what you had done, and the Lord of Time asked me to tell you to meet him when you were free."

This request made the King of the Dark Blades pause, and he hesitated for a moment, and then said to Sephir, whose figure had slowly dissipated with the golden light of time:

"Tell the Lord of Time for me that the time has not yet come, and when the time is right, I will take the initiative to visit him, and, thank you, Sephir... There is no need to worry about things in Silisus, everything is going on in an orderly manner. Also, I'll treat you and Chromie to dinner sometime, and it's some special "dishes" that you haven't tasted."

This sentence made Sefir laugh out loud, and the moment her figure completely disappeared into the room, the voice of the bronze dragon chick also fell into Tyrion's ears:

"We can't afford to enjoy the feast of the dead, let's do our own thing, Tyrion, my dear friend, let, and the world, see more hope..."

"Uh"

A puff of smoke erupted from the mouth of the King of the Blades, and he waved his hand at the empty roof, and he said in a deep voice:

"I will!"

A moment later, as the room was once again covered in darkness, the King of the Blades silently approached the soul of Antonidas, who was standing still, and he stretched out his finger and snapped his fingers in front of the old mage's dull eyes, the sound of which awakened Antonidas from his visions of past and future, who looked left and right in some surprise, and finally fixed his gaze on Tyrion's face.

"Those... Are those true? ”

"What do you think?"

Tyrion hid his figure into the darkness, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you think I'm powerful enough to make the most mysterious bronze dragon lie to me? Seriously, haven't you ever wondered why my Darkblade and I did such a big thing, and the bronze dragon that had always been dedicated to maintaining the timeline didn't show up to stop us? You've mastered the magic of time, and you should know better than anyone else about the Bronze Dragon's nature... Have you become stupid? ”

"**Teacher, I said that you are imprisoned by narrow thoughts, I am not mocking you, I am describing the same fact, maybe we and you are acting differently to protect the world and civilization, but the purpose we want to achieve is the same, that is a noble, great goal, you should have seen it, in that illusion..."

"If you allow the timeline to move forward, in 5 years, you will have to pay ten times more tragic than now, and then pay the last coffin of the Night Elves to be worthy of killing that great demon, do you think my existence is destroying human civilization? No, I'm leaving more power for the world, and now, seeing the truth, do you still hate me? ”

In the face of Tyrion's questioning, Antonidas's mind became a little confused when he thought of the "truth" that he had just experienced, and after a moment, he adhered to the stubbornness of the mage, and he said in a deep voice:

"You may be right about demons, but what about war with humans? I see it... Without your presence, the Stormwind Kingdom would..."

"The continued existence and prosperity of the Stormwind Kingdom is based on the deaths of other human kingdoms! The so-called civilization diversity of the Alliance and the Horde is based on the crazy internal friction of this world! Are you blind about that stupid war that embroils everything in the world? Don't you see how blind and stupid that war is? ”

Tyrion accentuated his voice, interrupting Antonidas' rebuttal:

"Tell me, which is worse, the present situation or the real future? There must be a strong external force to force the world together, not to end up in crazy internal friction! I can't save it with my hands. I am a ghost spurned by you, and I can only be an enemy of you and this world, so that you can feel the pain of war, and let you save yourselves in the flames of the abyss! ”

"Look at you, Antonidas, you want the perfect way to save the world, but you don't want your soul to be polluted... Oh my God, you're asking for a lot! You're so naïve! I don't want to discuss these pointless things anymore, so let's go straight to the last question! ”

"2 big demons, one dead, one left... I need your help to pull it down from its Flesh Throne, to bring it to its knees, to listen to the screams of the ghosts of this world who have died because of it, I need your help! I need you to be a hero to the world you guard, I need you... Descend into darkness like Tulayan... He can give everything for the righteousness of his heart, and even I have to admit that he is a real hero. ”

"As for you... Tell me, Antonidas, can you? Do you really love the world, or are you just talking about it? ”

"**Teacher, it's time to make your choice!"