The battle plan of the bronze dragon Sefir is actually quite simple.

To sum it up simply, it is.... Mangal!

When Tyrion arrived at Gorrond, she received a magical message from Khadgar, and the bronze dragon that had reached Shadowmoon Valley stood on the cliff and took a step towards the cliff in front of her, and at the moment of falling, a huge dragon covered in bronze scales appeared in the sky of Shadowmoon Valley.

The light of time swirled over her, and a moment later, two dragons identical to her appeared, the "self" she had summoned from the past and the future.

This is the reason why the bronze dragon is the most difficult in the dragon army, in any case, the 1v1 battle will evolve into a brutal group fight, if you don't summon too much yourself will cause chaos in the timeline, the bronze dragon can proudly claim that every bronze dragon is a moving dragon army.

According to common sense, an adult dragon like Sephir can summon up to 4 different timelines of himself to help in battle, but the problem is that the bronze dragon is a creature unique to Azeroth, and the power of time given by the Titans can only be used in Azeroth, and in the world of Draenor, the power of time that they can control will be weakened.

This is also the reason why Sephir used a stratagem to sneak up on the Dark Temple, and when the power of time is limited, she is not necessarily an opponent of the Knights of the Darkblade.

No matter how much he despises Tyrion, the legions that the latter has formed and those high-ranking death knights are truly powerful.

"Sarufar in the Hellfire Peninsula, Irel and the Ravens in the Aranca Peak Forest, Roglio and Ottem in the distant plains of Farron, Tyrion in Golrond, Glokush in Nagrand, Celent and Severn in Oakington... Very good! ”

Sefir's yellow snake eyes flashed with a gleam of smugness, and she looked at the black temple that stood at the end of the torn earth full of demonic volcanoes and lava, and she and the other two selves flapped their wings and rushed there.

"There is only one Death Lord Luminas guarding the Dark Temple, and it is the emptiest time! That's for now..."

"Whoa"

The roar of the dragon spread throughout the sky of Shadowmoon Valley in an instant, and the death knights cruising the walls of the Dark Temple quickly spotted the intruder, and the piercing alarm bell sounded inside the temple, and in the dark sky of Shadowmoon Valley, two huge bronze dragons swept over the top of the temple one left and one right, and the dusty breath of time was scattered on the walls like mercury.

Any Death Knight who comes into contact with this breath of time, even the strong walls themselves, have become fragile in the rapid passage of time, and the high-level Death Knight can still rely on shields to block it, and the weaker low-level necromancers are contaminated with the poison of time, and in the blink of an eye, they have weathered into miserable white bones, and even their bodies have dissipated into the air like wind and sand.

But the Knights of the Darkblade fought back just as fiercely, hundreds of armored necromantic dragons carrying heavily armed knights, howling into the sky, balls of light full of corrosive death-entwined flying in the sky, and as time progressed, there were more and more necromantic wyverns in the sky, and even the Shatterer Shamans joined the battle.

"The future and the past "me", please! ”

Sephir, who had quietly landed on the top platform of the Dark Temple in the chaos, glanced back at the sky, and shook her fist towards the sky:

"Make it to the end! We will not be ashamed of our responsibility! We will not shirk our obligations! ”

After speaking, Sephir's figure turned into a streamer of light, and quickly rushed into the interior of the Dark Temple. Luminus, the Dawn Blade, quickly grabbed his sword and pushed the disempowered Myra back into the room, shouting:

"Stay inside, Myra, protect Aurelia! Don't come out! ”

"Bang"

The heavy gate was closed by the Death Knights, and the High Death Knights, led by Luminas, ran through the temple to rush into the upper platform to support the battle, and as they rushed out of the corner, they collided head-on with Sephir rushing out from above.

Both sides were stunned for a full second.

"Huh"

Luminas swung her twin swords, and the cold and heavy frost storm smashed towards Sefir in front of her, and the death knights behind her also clenched their weapons, and at the moment of their charge, Sefir's hands danced, and the light of time shone in the passage in front of him, and the yellow light curtain wrapped around the body of each death knight like quicksand.

Their time is still!

Even the frost storm that Luminas swung, the ice blade that evolved from energy, was fixed in a static time.

Confinement of 30 Death Knights at once made Sefer also feel the pressure, she stood in place, took a deep breath, and then crossed over the "Time Sculptures" of the Death Knights in different forms, and when she walked past Luminas, Sefer also reached out and touched her smooth cheeks, for this move, Luminas's eyes were glazed, and she still maintained the movement of swinging her sword.

But her soul still reacted, although in the time stopped, it became obscure, as if it had been slowed down tenfold, and if she could, she would have slaughtered the strange elf in front of her with her own hands.

"Tsk, what a beauty."

Sephir let out a silver bell-like laugh, and her body turned into a streamer again, and disappeared into this passage, the Dark Temple was the original Carabo Temple, one of the largest cities of the Draenei, although only two-thirds of the original buildings remained, but it was also a huge project to search one hall after another.

Miss Bronze Dragon sped up her time tenfold, like a ray of light that shuttled through the entire interior of the Dark Temple, so fast that the vigilant Breakers couldn't even react.

"Bang, bang"

Two soft sounds, the two death knights guarding the entrance of the lower prison fell in response, there were two more fist marks on their hard helmets, and the light of time imprisonment was beating on them, this is still Sephir reined in his strength, but he is also an adult dragon, if he really wants to fight, these two junior death knights are estimated to be hammered into meat sauce.

"Bang"

The chains that hung from the heavy door were torn open, and the closed cage was opened by the push of Sephir's slender palm, and the bronze dragon stepped into the dark cell, and when he looked up, he saw the orc chief Naozu who was bound to the wall in a large shape by chains, his thin cheeks still had conspicuous bone runes, and his robe was torn, and the orc hung his head down, as if he had fainted.

And the old orc had obviously suffered a lot, he had lost an arm, and his robes were stained with dried blood.

"Smack, smack"

Sefir waved his hand, and two clouds of light smashed against the wall, breaking the chains that bound Neozu, and the old orc fell to the ground, the impact did not revive him, obviously, Neozu was weakened to the extreme, the elements abandoned him, lost his strength, and Neozu was not far from death.

"It's pathetic."

Sephir stepped forward, reached out and untied a delicate dragon horn-shaped kettle from his waist, and poured the clear spring water on Naozu's face, watching the old orc's eyelids flutter, and the bronze dragon knew that he would soon wake up.

"But the appearance of Tyrion also allowed you to live for 1 more year, if I hadn't come, maybe you would have lived like this, and you would really have avoided your doomed fate, but is it really what you want to live in such a humiliating life?"

A hint of pity flashed in Sefer's eyes, but then it disappeared, cold water continued to drip on the thirsty lips of the orcs, and after more than ten seconds, Naozu opened his eyes with difficulty, and the originally wise and bright eyes had become chaotic, like a real dying person who had lost all hope.

The bronze dragon folded her hands and stood in front of Naozu, she looked at the old orc who was dying in front of her, and she said in a cold voice:

"Naozu, do you want to be free?"

"Freedom?"

The awakened old orc struggled to prop up his body with the only remaining arm, he wiped the water stains on his face, he raised his head, and looked at Sephir in front of him with chaotic eyes, and he let out a hoarse laugh of despair:

"I failed, Tyrion cheated on me, he ruined my world, and all because I trusted someone I shouldn't trust... Who are you? What do you want to do with me? Rebel against Tyrion? ”

"I'm not going to take advantage of you."

Sefir waved her hand, and three things fell in front of Naozu's eyes, the pitch-black Staff of Sargeras, the Eye of Dalaran with a beating halo of magic, and the heavy magic book Medivan's Book, this is the artifact she found in the entire dark temple, in fact, it is not difficult to find, each artifact is surrounded by a large number of guardians, the defense is very strong, and of course it can't stop a bronze dragon that bursts out with all its might.

"These three things can help you get out of here, whether you want to get revenge on Tyrion or find a place to live in seclusion, you must get out of this cage first."

Sephir took a step back, and at her feet, a complete circle appeared on the ground in the beating of yellow light, and the bronze dragon looked at the old orc in front of him and whispered:

"That's my sincerity!"

"But using them will attract the gaze of demons, and after I leave, they will attack the world through the rift I have opened!"

Nao Zu glanced at the three artifacts in front of him with a complicated expression, and he looked at Sephir again:

"You're obviously not a native of Draenor, and you have no affection for the world, but would you think that a desperate orc chief would really lead demons to destroy his world because of his pursuit of freedom?"

"I just need you to do this, it doesn't matter to me whether you want to do it or not!"

A hint of indifference flashed in Sepir's eyes, and she bent down to look at Naozu's thin cheeks and chaotic eyes, and she said indifferently:

"Naozu, you thought you were a strong-willed hero, you thought you would save your world in the end? You're wrong! You're not... You and I both know what a selfish person you are... You can't fool yourself! ”

"Buzz"

Sephir's figure disappeared into the air in front of him, and Neozu was the only one left in the quiet cell, he looked left and right, and after realizing that the mysterious creature had really disappeared, the old orc reached out and grasped the staff of Sargeras in front of him.

His chaotic eyes shone with a glint of contradictions, he did yearn for freedom, for revenge on Tyrion, but... Before he was captured by the Death Knight, he really wanted to save his world, and with that conversation with Tyrion, Neozu was a selfish man.

But compared to those truly heinous villains, this former great shaman does still have the last bit of conscience for his own race.

Sephir, who was hiding outside the timeline, didn't know about the communication between Tyrion and Neozu, she just looked at Neozu in the conflict, and a flash of anxiety flashed in her eyes, Tyrion and the Death Knights would return at any time, and she had to find a way to force the hesitant orc to make a decision.

"Smack"

Sephir waved his hand to remove the time confinement of the Death Knights in the Dark Temple, and the next moment, the sound of low, scattered footsteps sounded outside the cell, and the sound woke up the hesitant Neozu, who soon realized that there was not much time left for him to hesitate.

Is he willing to commit suicide?

Of course not! If Neozu wanted to kill himself, he would have done so long ago.

In the old orc's heart, he still has a trace of yearning for life, since he is not willing to die here so humbly, there is only one choice he can make!

Naozu lay on the ground, quickly flipped through the Book of Medivan, and soon found the spell he needed, although he lost the power of the elements, but the Eye of Dalaran placed in his hand could also provide him with sufficient magical power, he used his remaining arm with difficulty, placed the Eye of Dalaran on the circle provided by the bronze dragon in front of him, and after the circle was activated, the black staff of Sargeras was lit in the center of the circle.

An awkward spell sounded in the dark cage, and the bronze dragon Sephir hiding in the timeline finally showed a smug smile.

Nao Zu didn't know that in countless past years, when facing these three artifacts, he had made the same choice.

Unable to resist his inner thirst for survival, he abandoned his world and escaped alone, leaving it completely torn apart in the raging energy, and the continents and seas sank in the catastrophe of the collapse of the world, and less than half of the land survived...

Approaching, an endless stream of demons rushed into the world through the door he had opened, extinguishing its last hopes.

That's also the retracking of the past that the bronze dragon wants to see! Although it is almost 2 years late, the... It will come to fruition!

"Tyrion, your undead legion will be completely destroyed in this catastrophe, and the demons will still take over the world, and then suffer their second defeat in Azeroth!"

A chilling stubbornness flashed in Sephir as she watched as Neozu finally opened the door to the Infinite Void in the Scepter of Sargeras, and the entire Dark Temple was rendered by the power of the Furious Magic:

"When you die, all the past that you have changed will return to its place, and I... I will take it upon myself to maintain the only right future! ”

"The war between you and me will end today! And I, Bronze Dragon Sephir, I will be the last victor! ”