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After Blackmore regained his ability to move, his head was already too close to Silver Judgment, so close that he couldn't dodge at all.

Before the battle, the two were thirty to forty meters apart, enough for him to complete a charge. He originally planned to quickly kill this uninvited guest after the charge, but Aiden stopped time.

Blackmore only charged a few steps before Aiden walked up to him while time was stopped and placed the sword on his neck.

Now, suddenly regaining movement, the irresistible inertia still carried him forward, crashing towards the burning holy sword.

Blackmore tried his best to roll and dodge, but who could dodge a sudden, close-range attack at high speed?

All of Blackmore's combat skills were useless at this moment. He tried his best to twist his neck and raise his hand, but Aiden kept adjusting the angle of attack, and this sword was swung down with a belief in certain death. Blackmore's head flew into the sky, his face still frozen with the horror and anger of the previous moment.

Not long ago, he had just chopped off the head of the Horde chieftain, Orgrim, and now he himself felt the taste of being beheaded.

This scene almost made everyone's eyes pop out. The Bronze Dragonflight didn't expect that they would still fail even after taking action. Blackmore's personal guards didn't expect that their general would be so easily killed by the enemy with one blow. The orcs who had just surrendered didn't expect that their new master would follow in the footsteps of the old master so quickly.

"You!" Anachronos watched Aiden kill the person they were supposed to protect. The vertical pupils in his golden eyes looked as if they were about to spew out flames.

Seeing that his goal had been successfully achieved, Aiden felt extremely comfortable. He didn't want to explain anything to these guys and immediately flashed away. Who knew what these Bronze Dragons would do after going crazy if he stayed here?

If he didn't leave now, when would he?

As for where to go, he hadn't thought about it yet, but he definitely couldn't stay here!

Anachronos was so angry that he almost fainted. He wanted to pursue, but the "invader" had disappeared without a trace. Besides, even if he caught up, it wouldn't change the fact that Blackmore was killed by the "temporal hunter" who invaded the timeline.

Just as he was at a loss, the will of the Bronze Dragon Aspect, Nozdormu, suddenly descended. The Eternal One's phantom appeared in the void, and he was also furious, not expecting things to turn out this way.

"Use the hourglass!" Nozdormu roared.

Anachronos widened his eyes. "Use it?"

"Quick, use it now!" Nozdormu's eyes were red, almost losing his mind.

He didn't expect that a destroyer of the timeline would succeed in his own domain. This was simply the greatest challenge to his authority!

"Is it worth it, Father, for this matter!" Anachronos didn't ask, it was just his inner thought.

He crushed the Hourglass of Time in his hand with his dragon claws. When the "crack" of shattering came, he almost heard the sound of his own heart breaking.

This was the only artifact bestowed upon his father by the Titans themselves. Shattering it meant that they would no longer be able to use the power of this hourglass!

Was it worth destroying the clan's artifact for a dead mortal?

Anachronos didn't dare to question his father's order. After the Hourglass of Time was shattered, Nozdormu, who was projecting here, began to chant a spell. From the shattered Hourglass of Time, golden temporal sands fluttered and began to merge into the River of Time in the spiritual world, and then the real world also began to undergo some incredible changes:

Blackmore's head, which had rolled to the side, began to roll uphill against the laws of physics, and then floated into the air. The fallen headless corpse also seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force.

Aiden, who had just been teleported away, found himself being pulled back by the power of the timeline again. His body began to replay the things he had just done uncontrollably.

It was as if an invisible hand was moving the time of the entire world, turning it back a dozen seconds, and then everything reversed back to the state it was a dozen seconds ago, even the thoughts regressed. Only those who transcended the power of time knew that something incredible was happening in this world—

Time was reversed!

When Aiden was able to regain control of himself, he was raising his sword to chop off Blackmore's head.

This was what had happened a dozen seconds ago, and it was now being replayed.

But not everything had completely returned to this state.

The Hourglass of Time in Anachronos's hand disappeared, and Nozdormu's projection, which should have appeared a dozen seconds later, was still there!

This time, Blackmore still couldn't avoid Aiden's sword aimed at his neck on his own. He thought he was doomed, but this time, the person who could really help him appeared.

Nozdormu's phantom made a gesture, and the remaining temporal sands that had not merged into the River of Time instantly flew towards Aiden.

"You don't belong to this world," Nozdormu stared at Aiden with cold eyes. "You shouldn't be here!"

Silver Judgment was only a few centimeters away from the opponent's neck, but Aiden could no longer swing it. The familiar feeling of being rejected by the timeline and pulled by the temporal sands enveloped him once again.

During the battle for the Frozen Throne, Nozdormu shattered the Hourglass of Time and used the power of the temporal sands to banish Aiden from that world. Now, in a different timeline, the Nozdormu of this world had done the same thing!

Aiden's memory would not be erased out of thin air in those dozen seconds. He clearly knew that he had killed Blackmore, but the Bronze Dragons did not hesitate to shatter the Hourglass of Time to reverse time and resurrect him, making all of Aiden's efforts in vain!

"You!" Aiden wanted to say something, but the irresistible power of the temporal sands had already dragged him away from this world.

Nozdormu glanced at Blackmore kneeling on the ground. To protect this person, the Bronze Dragonflight had paid a huge price.

Hopefully, it was worth it.

The Bronze Dragons erased the traces of their visit and then opened a portal to leave. Blackrock Spire returned to peace once again.

Blackmore forgot that the Bronze Dragons had come to help him resist a powerful enemy, but he would not forget that the powerful enemy had almost killed him, but then disappeared strangely.

This assassin used the ability to manipulate time!

An unprecedentedly strong light burned in Blackmore's eyes. He saw the other side of the world that was originally hidden in the mist.

"The power of time? This is much stronger than magic, than the Holy Light!" A crazy idea grew wildly in his heart—he wanted to understand, even master, the power of time! The stimulation and temptation this power gave him was many times stronger than becoming the king!

At this moment, the orcs brought him the good news he wanted to hear most: Grand Marshal Lothar of the Alliance was leading his troops into Blackrock Fortress!

"This moment has finally arrived!" Blackmore put away his thoughts and shifted his attention to the war. Before he explored the secrets of time, he had to achieve his initial wish—to become the king of the most powerful human nation!

Now would be the most critical battle to become king!

Without external interference, everything strictly returned to history.

Grand Marshal Lothar led the Alliance troops into Blackrock Spire and was ambushed by Blackmore's soldiers and orcs, and died on the spot. His ominous premonition was confirmed.

The Alliance forces were defeated. Fortunately, Turalyon took over the command, and they were not completely annihilated. Subsequently, Blackmore led the orcs and his close subordinates north, easily defeating the small garrison forces of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and assassinating King Terenas.

Uther the Lightbringer, the leader of the Silver Hand knights, desperately escorted the young Prince Arthas and Varian south, and finally died heroically.

Later, the remaining Alliance forces followed the two princes, who had both experienced the pain of national subjugation, back to the old lands of the Kingdom of Azeroth in the south, and began to rebuild Stormwind on the ruins.

More than a decade later, Arthas and Varian were still as close as brothers. They jointly ruled Stormwind, and the country gradually had the strength to contend with Lordaeron, which was ruled by Blackmore.

Although his country was destroyed and his family perished, making him a prince in distress, Arthas still fell in love with Jaina Proudmoore, the princess from Kul Tiras. When they got married, Varian, the King of Stormwind, personally served as their best man.

This enviable couple gave birth to a blond little prince. To commemorate Uther, who bravely sacrificed himself to protect their retreat, this little prince was named Uther Menethil.

At this time, Varian's child was already several years old. Also, to commemorate Lord Lothar, this child was named Anduin Wrynn. Of course, fortunately, there were no disputes between the nobles and the Stonemasons Brotherhood during the reconstruction of Stormwind, and his Queen Tiffin did not die in an accident. The two families have always gotten along very harmoniously.

More than a decade has passed since the great battle of Blackrock Mountain. Although Aedelas Blackmoore's position was obtained through improper means, no one dared to resist under his strong rule.

It is now the 24th year after the Dark Portal opened. This world has no Scourge, no plague, and no Burning Legion. Similarly, the Archmage Kel'Thuzad, who defected from Dalaran, is now King Blackmoore's trusted advisor, serving this king wholeheartedly and constantly researching the secrets of time on his orders.

Stormwind and Lordaeron, ruled by Blackmoore, have maintained a hostile relationship, but compared to other timelines, this world is much more peaceful.

Something seems wrong with this world, but no one can perceive exactly what it is.

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After Aiden was exiled from this world by the power of the Sands of Time, this time he did not directly enter the Twisting Nether, but came to a bizarre space between the material and the spiritual.

He could sense the chaos and anomalies of the surrounding time. Sometimes time would suddenly speed up, sometimes it would slow down, stop, or even flow backward.

This was a turbulent flow of time, and all normal rules could not function correctly.

Aiden struggled desperately, and the Sands of Time carried him aimlessly in this turbulent flow. This was definitely not the state he wanted. Heaven knows when this would end?

At first, he had no way to resist the power of the Sands of Time, just like the previous time. Almost all of his methods could not be used here. He even thought he would have to wait until the power of the Sands of Time completely disappeared before he could escape. However, this time he still discovered that only one weapon on his body—the Staff of Time—could be summoned normally.

"Since the Sands of Time can be confined by the Hourglass of Time... then it must be able to be restrained by other methods!"

Aiden had a flash of inspiration. He summoned the Staff of Time and tried to use this artifact of Kirin Tor to deal with the Sands of Time.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but the first golden sand was adsorbed onto the purple crystal at the head of the staff, and then there was quickly a second and a third. After mastering the method, Aiden accelerated and adsorbed all these golden Sands of Time into the crystal of the Staff of Time.

When everything was completed, he felt that he could finally control his body instead of drifting arbitrarily in the turbulent flow of time.

He looked at the Staff of Time. The purple catalytic gem at the head of the staff was dotted with a flowing golden sand. They flowed in a regular pattern in the crystal, making it more dazzling and brilliant, and even more mysterious and powerful.

Aiden could sense that the power of the staff was even better than before. If he were to face an enemy holding the Hourglass of Time now, he was confident that he could use the power of the staff to fight against the power of time granted by Aman'Thul when the opponent used the power of the hourglass against him.

"Is this a blessing in disguise?" he thought wryly.

The change in the Staff of Time allowed Aiden to get out of this turbulent flow of time on his own. He waved the staff, and a golden portal of time and space appeared in front of him. The spells that Chromie could cast were now also available to him.

Aiden strode into the portal. With the blessing of the power of the Sands of Time, even the dizziness of crossing time and space several times before disappeared. The scene in front of him changed from that bizarre world to reality.

In front of him was a desert. The fine touch of the yellow sand under his feet was like standing on a meadow.

"Here..." Aiden looked around. Deserts were more common in Kalimdor. He wanted to determine what time and place it was now so that he could determine what to do next.

If it were in the past, he would need to find the nearest place with intelligent creatures and communicate with them, but now he had a new way.

He used the power of the Staff of Time, and a phantom immediately appeared in front of him. The history of this world unfolded quickly before his eyes, and he quickly determined his location and the current era.

It is now the 24th year after the Dark Portal opened, and the place under his feet—is Tanaris!

This is still the world he was exiled from before. Blackmoore has put on the protagonist template, killing Chieftain Orgrim in the Battle of Blackrock Mountain, subduing the Horde army, ambushing Grand Marshal Lothar, and usurping the throne to become the King of Lordaeron!

Without Aiden's intervention, everything is developing strictly according to the previous plot. It's just that Aiden didn't expect that he only spent some time in the turbulent flow of time to absorb the Sands of Time, and more than ten years have passed in this world after returning!

He recalled what Blackmoore, who had become an agent of the Infinite Dragonflight, had said when they fought before—"History is history, you cannot change it. Whether it is the past or the present."

Aiden felt that it was meaningful at the time, and now he has also proved through his own actions that the past cannot be changed.

"Perhaps Blackmoore has now become a 'Time Hunter'." Aiden had this thought in his mind.

Even if he didn't, if he wanted to kill him while the other party hadn't grown up, there would definitely be other resistance that would prevent him from achieving his wish.

When he shot for the first time, the future Blackmoore stopped him; when he shot for the second time, the Bronze Dragon stopped him.

Blackmoore in this world is destined to become a "Time Hunter." The result has already happened, so everything will definitely proceed in this direction and will not be changed.

Aiden felt a sense of being manipulated by fate. It seems that Chromie was right. He shouldn't regard killing Blackmoore as the main goal, just remember to find the Bronze Dragon King Nozdormu.

He breathed out a sigh. "Since I'm already in Tanaris, then according to what Chromie said, I'll just go find the Bronze Dragon."

He was a little worried. Would the Bronze Dragons in the Caverns of Time immediately shout and kill without explanation? After all, they had fought in Blackrock Spire. The other party would rather lose the artifact granted by the Titans than stop him from killing Blackmoore.

Aiden knew that this was not just speculation. If he were a Bronze Dragon, he might do the same. But no matter what, he had to try. At most, he would bear more, be more tolerant, and focus on clarifying misunderstandings and peaceful communication.

At this time, in the Caverns of Time, the Bronze Dragons were greatly angered by one thing.

Dragon Aspect Soridormi asked, "Did Blackmoore just disappear out of thin air?"

Not long ago, Nozdormu in the Caverns of Time sensed an abnormal fluctuation of time power in the Eastern Kingdoms. Then the Bronze Dragons went to investigate the matter and found that King Blackmoore of Lordaeron had disappeared!

Although his staff, subordinates, and advisors tried to find reasons to hide it from others, it was impossible to hide this news from the Bronze Dragons, of course.

Chromie was one of the Bronze Dragons who went to investigate at that time. She said, "There is the aura of the Infinite Dragonflight there. I am very sure that the Infinite Dragonflight must have taken him away."

"Then what can we do, cross the timeline to save him? Or go back to before he disappeared to correct this error?"

"Don't forget the person in Blackrock Spire more than ten years ago. I think he is also very suspicious!" Anachronos obviously couldn't forget that scene, because he personally crushed the Hourglass of Time. That was even more uncomfortable than crushing his own heart!

"But he doesn't have the aura of the Infinite Dragonflight on him, we all know that."

"But he did what the Infinite Dragonflight would do! We even lost the Hourglass of Time because of this! Chromie, why are you always trying to excuse that human? He is our enemy!"