Chapter 352

"Hmm - how to explain? In fact, your body does not really enter Azeroth in a strict sense, but has an extremely powerful force to tear down space and time and stuff it into the world. For example, the world is like a huge plane painting, and the person in your painting is cut from one painting and placed on another "So for you, only the cut part is coherent and has time to continue..." cromi explained excitedly, waving his short and powerful arm.

She now wants to find out what kind of power can so perfectly separate time and space. Is it the titans of the Pantheon who have transformed the planet?

"I see! That is to say, everything I have experienced in this world does not exist on the theoretical timeline." Zhang Cheng's face showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

As a person who likes to think, he always thought that he spent weeks and months in other worlds, and only a few minutes and days on the earth, which is rooted in the different time flow between the world and the world.

But now it seems that the pressure is not a matter of time and flow rate, but that the time around his body has been frozen when the time cut down runs out.

No wonder every time I squeeze through a huge space crack, I often have a strong sense of estrangement. It turns out that it is not a feeling at all, but really not integrated.

Cromi nodded seriously: "That's right! In fact, time is not a continuous line as many people think. On the contrary, it is composed of countless relatively independent stages. The important events connecting each stage are called time nodes. Once these nodes are destroyed, it means changes in the future. Our Bronze Dragon's duty is to guard one important time festival after another Point out to prevent them from being damaged. However, your actions have not yet reached the level of affecting the time node, so as long as you promise to solve these troubles, I won't hold you accountable. "

"Solve? How?"

Hearing that the other party did not intend to investigate the butterfly effect caused by himself, Zhang Cheng was secretly relieved and followed with interest.

In any case, the Bronze Dragon is the most mysterious of the guardian dragons, and it is also the existence that appears least in front of mortals.

Even Nefarian, the famous Black Dragon Prince, has only hunted a young Bronze Dragon, so he is very curious about the extent to which the Bronze Dragon can distort time.

"Whatever you do, let Carlton perform the duties that his brother should have performed. Well, that's all for today's conversation. I don't want to be discovered by Onyxia and have a fight with her. Remember, intruder, don't disturb the time. I'll keep an eye on you."

With these words, cromi suddenly disappeared without warning, as if he had never appeared.

Less than a second after she left, everything around her that was still suddenly came alive.

Whether it is the sound of running water from the moat Hanoi or the cooing of owls at night, they echo again over the storm city at midnight.

There is no doubt that this powerful Bronze Dragon has just plunged the time in this area into a short slow or stop.

Staring at the place where the little dwarf disappeared for five minutes, Zhang Chengcai pursed his mouth and exclaimed, "time control... What a cheating ability... Unfortunately, the defect is too big..."

However, through this contact, he also realized that the Bronze Dragon's control over time is not as powerful as that shown in the game. At least it can't play any role for outsiders like himself who surround time and space residues from another world.

Obviously, the power of time given by the Titans is not real time at all, but a disguised management authority with certain restrictions.

For example, even nozdom, the king of the Bronze Dragon, could not shuttle back to the era when the ancient gods were rampant before the Titans transformed Azeroth, and could not change the various rules set by the Pantheon.

In short, the so-called guard dragon is at best a watchdog raised by the Titans. Perhaps Nefarian, the king of the black dragon, was aware of this, so he took the initiative to throw himself into the arms of the ancient gods and was eager to destroy the whole world.

Zhang Cheng doesn't like those Pantheon Titans who are noble, supreme and like gods in the game setting at all.

To be exact, in his eyes, these advanced life bodies are just a group of self willed bastards who forcibly transfer their will to the universe where Azeroth is located. Those who obey them are justice. Those who do not obey them are evil and need to be completely erased from the flesh to the soul. If they cannot be erased, they will be imprisoned in a prison and get rid of a pair of robbers Logic.

Of course, whether it is to guard the Dragon corps or the Titans awakened from the planet, it is far from what he can deal with.

As a mortal, Zhang Cheng is very clear about his power from beginning to end. He neither overestimates nor belittles it.

Just as he pondered how to solve the trouble of night Town, the originally calm parchment suddenly flashed a golden light, followed by the terrible space crack.

Before he could react to what had happened, the whole man was sucked into the boundless darkness.

Out of the first reaction of his subconscious mind, he summoned all the demons in the ruling magic code while the crack was not closed, let them be torn to pieces by the terrible space crack, and his soul returned to the magic code.

When his sight returned to normal, he was surprised to find that he had returned to the basement of his villa in Brooklyn, New York.

At the same time, a line of small characters also appeared on the sheepskin:

Trial - seize the fragment world. (after success, open the door on the first floor of the tower of time and space. If failure, seize all forces and wait for death)

"Trial? Has it finally come!" Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and said to himself.

"That's right! The real trial is coming! Don't take any chances. You can only succeed and can't fail. Please believe me, you don't want to know how miserable the end of failure is." the demon sword, the soul arrest Messenger, who hasn't spoken for a long time, reminded.

"Don't worry, I've prepared enough cards. Tell me what will happen next if I pass the test?" Zhang Cheng looked up at the electronic clock with date hanging on the wall while sorting out the harvest of his trip.

Not surprisingly, only about ten minutes have passed, and even the tea in the pot is still hot.

"If you pass, you will slowly come into contact with the real power and the secrets hidden under the heavy veil. Finally, it's not just the lords who take part in seizing the debris world..."