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Terenas was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head. A gleam of brilliance flashed through his cloudy eyes. "Take good care of Calia. You go down. I'm tired."
"Thank you, father. I will never let you down."
Arthas did not say too much about his plan. At present, he would take the first step steadily, establish his prestige through war, and then go on an expedition to Kalimdor to establish a base.
In a mysterious cave in the Tanaris Desert in Kalimdor. Possessing the power of time, it has the ability to travel between the future and the past. If the past is changed, then the future will also be affected. The task of the bronze dragon is to ensure that no one interferes with the timeline. Those who just stare into the abyss will eventually be swallowed by the abyss. These bronze dragons will go crazy in the future, become eternal dragons, and fight each other. It is a typical case of me killing myself.
The empty hall is more than 300 meters high. In the middle is a time hourglass surrounded by mysterious runes, symbolizing the power of managing time. Several huge bronze dragons were lying on the ground dormant, but there were faint magical ripples around their bodies, which made them very difficult to deal with.
Suddenly, a long-lost voice appeared, and the bronze dragon king Nozdormu, who had disappeared for thousands of years, appeared.
"The timeline has changed, Chromie, you go to the eastern continent and pay attention to Arthas."
"What bad luck, I just dealt with the problem of Teldrassil."
A bronze dragon that turned into a female dwarf grumbled and complained. For dragons, transformation is controllable and can be transformed into anything they want. Each dragon has its own favorite shape, and it is easy to transform.
"I know, I will deal with it."
The empty hall fell into silence again, and several bronze dragons that did not go to other timelines to perform tasks entered the dozing mode again. Bronze dragons often travel through time to perform tasks and prevent the so-called reversal of time. It is not uncommon to disappear for a few years or decades. The bronze dragon king is even more exaggerated. He disappears for decades or hundreds of years every time, which is not surprising.
Arthas didn't know that he was being targeted. Being able to change time is already extremely fucked up. After he told Calia the good news, he got her first kiss and love. In fact, if he wanted to, he could have pushed Calia down on the spot, but the guards brought him the invitation to Deathwing's banquet, so he had to put away his desire.
Prestor Manor covers a large area, on the outskirts of Lordaeron's capital, with vineyards and farms. You can even see goblins working here, and some ancient murals and magic props are hung on the walls. Magic props are a symbol of wealth, simple and easy to use, and very face-saving. Every noble is eager to get more magic props to decorate themselves, but the props are very valuable. Maybe a magic ring that can gather half a tael of water can cost half of their family property, which is the kind that is priceless.
Under the reception of the maid, Arthas walked into the banquet hall in armor, which was out of tune with the nobles in evening gowns here. The noble ladies and ladies with bare chests and backs were surprised by Arthas's arrival, and there were many bold ones who flirted with him.
Deathwing received Arthas very solemnly and invited him to talk aside.
"Your Highness, it's great to meet you. Please allow me to introduce my two children. This is my son, Fadoan, and this is my daughter, Katarina."
However, in Arthas' eyes, the two brothers may have real names.
"Nefarian"
"Onyxia"
Arthas shook hands with Nefarian and hugged Onyxia. "It's nice to meet you. It reminds me of a scene I saw in the Holy Light."
"Oh, what can make Your Highness remember it so deeply? Can you tell me and share it with me?"
Onyxia smiled charmingly and took a glass of red wine. Every tremor and smile was fascinating. The white jade skin was like ivory, and the long black hair was scattered on the shoulders in a big wave shape. The smile outlined by the beautiful face even made Arthas' heart beat faster. The graceful figure was hidden under the court robe, and there was an unconcealable majesty that set off and attracted.
"Do you think death is the end?"
Arthas shook the red wine glass. He wanted to use everything he knew to fool Deathwing. Even an old god like N'Zoth could fool Deathwing, so he couldn't be too inferior, right? Why do Kil'jaeden and the others like to play tricks? Because it's so cool to shoot behind the scenes! Especially now that he is still penniless, it's so cool to use it to win big with a small investment!
"Oh? Can you tell me more about it?"
Deathwing became interested. He didn't believe that the other party could know something he didn't know. He was a giant dragon that survived from ancient times. More than 10,000 years was enough for him to learn any knowledge.
"Your Highness, are you bragging?"
Nefarian couldn't help but sneered. He looked down on humans the most. According to his personality, he should just use a dragon breath to kill them all. If he couldn't kill them, he could also seriously injure them.
Onyxia didn't say anything, but just smiled, as if she was watching a good show. She often uses this expression to inspire the men to fight. No one will refuse the opportunity to show off in front of a beautiful woman.
"Oh? You don't believe it? Then let's make a bet. Do you dare?"
Arthas sneered. He would not indulge the other party. What kind of shit dares to laugh at him? If it was Deathwing, he would tolerate it, but what about you, a little punk.
Nefarian was a little angry and laughed, "What do you want to bet on, Your Highness?"
"Then bet on a dragon, um, a dragonling mount will do. If I win, you give me a dragonling mount. If I lose, hehe, I can give you a research notebook. It is said to be the experimental notebook of a certain guardian, hehe, not Aegwynn."
Arthas's smile was half-smile, and there was always a sense of conspiracy in it.
When Onyxia heard about the dragonling mount, she couldn't help but explode. Are the proud dragons meant to be mounts for people? It's really blind and arrogant.
"Haha, Your Highness, do you think you are worthy of having a dragonling mount?"
Nefarian said, suppressing his anger. If he didn't dare to ruin his cruel father's plan, he would definitely kill this ungrateful human! Let him know what it means to bully dragons but not to humiliate them!
? ? ? There seems to be something strange.