Chapter 822: Follow the order of time

In any case, the strange technology of the undead natural disasters still left a very deep impression on Zuifeng.
Now, after solving the rotten noodles and the rotten bowels, Khadgar, Medivh, and Drunk Wind finally began to search the room.
This is not so much a cage and a room, as it is more like a laboratory.
A large amount of unidentified liquids, cages that imprison various creatures, and all kinds of strange machines that do not know the so-called-if Drunk Wind doesn’t make a mistake, this place is likely to belong to the creator of rotten noodles and rotten intestines, mad scientists of undead natural disaster But it’s a pity that Zuifeng forgot his name...
(Professor Putriside: Is Lao Tzu's name so small? You understand when you run, right?!)
After a careful search, none of the three gained anything.
No news about the other members of the Xia Ji team was found.
The laboratory site has been destroyed, and it is difficult for the Zuifeng trio to find useful information.
And before leaving, the instigator seemed to have consciously concealed his traces. Coupled with the battle just now, it was almost impossible to find useful news in the chaos.
But at this moment, finding the Xia Ji squad has become the most important thing, because the Xia Ji squad is not only the lives of several adventurers, but also the question of where Alsace is!
How to do?
Khadgar and Medivh looked at each other.
After thinking for a few minutes, Zuifeng made a decision.
"Kadgar, take me back to the Temple of Wyrmrest, I'm looking for Nozdormu!"
The helper Drunk Wind thought of was the bronze dragon king Nozdormu.
This guardian dragon who once mastered the Azeroth time network has the ability to go back in time and can easily find the truth of the matter.
"Right." Looking at Khadgar who was casting the spell, Drunk Wind added, "Open a two-way portal!"
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The Temple of Dragon Sleep, at this time Nozdormu has become a big idler.
Compared with the busy Alexstrasza, Ysera, and Malygos, Nozdormu is almost retired...
And this was not because Nozdormu was negligent, but because after getting to know Drunk Wind, Nozdormu felt that he had simply lost control of the time network.
The former Nozdormu once felt desperate because of foreseeing some future, and even had a sign of blackening, but the appearance of drunk wind interrupted all this.
Zuifeng is a person who only has the present, no past, and no future.
After seeing Drunk Wind, Nozdormu tried to find Drunk Wind's fate in the past, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not find the line of Drunk Wind's fate.
It was not that someone blocked everything about Drunk Wind, but when Nozdormu tried to find it, his time ability would be directly invalidated.
This is the will of Azeroth.
Under the influence of Drunk Wind, everything was completely different from what Nozdormu had seen, and everything on Azeroth was simply out of his control.
After Zuifeng proposed the "Titan's script", Nozdormu thought for a long time and finally decided not to interfere with the timeline.
He thinks Zuifeng is right.
The "correct timelines" I saw were nothing but the scripts arranged for Azeroth by the Titans of the Pantheon as the chief director.
But the Titans have fallen, does this script have any meaning?
It is precisely because of too much experience in the journey of time that Nozdormu's understanding of fate has long surpassed his brothers and sisters. Now the bronze dragon king has become calm and elegant, and he will no longer try to pass time and space. Shuttle to "correct" something, but based on the present, guarding Azeroth at this moment.
Interesting to say.
If there were no drunk winds, Azeroth's time destroyer Eternal Dragon would have been born in a bronze dragon.
After the bronze dragons took a peek at the script of the Titans, the bronze dragons that could not accept the ending were blackened and divided, and finally became the bronze dragons specializing in things.
But now, the bronze dragons no longer travel in time and space, and the eternal dragon is simply not born.
Now in Azeroth, only the ancient gods can destroy the timeline--but it takes chance for the ancient gods to destroy the timeline. Except for the last explosion of the well of eternity, the ancient gods have not found a chance...
In this way, Nozdormu, who saw through the life of the dragon, became an educator and philosopher in the dragon army, or stayed in the Temple of Dragon Sleep, or stayed in the Cavern of Time. He stopped traveling, but started himself. Thinking.
When Drunk Wind found Nozdormu, the bronze dragon king was in a daze.
Okay, think about it.
"Oh, Drunk Wind-are you looking for me?"
After discovering the drunk wind, Nozdormu finally recovered, "Why, what's the matter?"
"I hope you will help me to go back in time-I need to find some traces of people, rest assured, I will not change history."
"I seldom use the power of time~EbookFREE.me~ Nozdormu, who turned into a high elf, frowned slightly, "You know, actually this kind of thing itself is accompanied by risk..."
"I know it very well." Drunk Wind interrupted Nozdormu's words altogether, "I know how rashly peeping will have an impact when Azeroth's time is closed, but believe me, I'm prepared."
Khad was confused, Medivh thoughtful.
When Drunk Wind said that, Nozdormu was unexpectedly easy to talk, and he nodded simply.
"Now that you have a complete plan, then I won't say much, I hope you handle everything."
"No problem." Zuifeng patted his chest, "Let's go quickly, before the portal Khadgar prepared has disappeared."
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When Nozdormu followed Drunk Wind through the portal and came to a messy underground laboratory, he had already guessed the idea of ​​Drunk Wind.
"You want to find the guy who used to be here?"
"Yes." Zuifeng nodded, "I finally found the trail of the Lich King, and I can't let him slip away easily!"
"Do you care about the Lich King?" Nozdormu's eyes were hollow. "Or, do you have other plans?"
"Guess?" Zuifeng shrugged and did not answer directly, "I will tell you if I guess."
Nozdormu seemed to realize something, and did not continue to ask. He raised his left hand, and then raised a handful of Sand of Time.
Obviously it was just a small handful of yellow sand, but it almost filled the entire laboratory in an instant. These sands danced in the air, reorganized, and then turned into a scene.
"It's this guy you want, right?"

Guess what Zuifeng is going to do?