After leaving the stasis chamber, Angmar left Uldaman quietly without disturbing anyone.

He spent several hours climbing to the top step by step along the gentle slope of the mountain that buried Uldaman. Then he found a rock with a flat top and lay down on it. He put his arms behind his head and looked at

The clear starry sky is enchanting.

No planet he has visited in the past 1.3 million years has a starry sky as beautiful as Azeroth - of course, in the eyes of the local natives, his starry sky is no worse than elsewhere.

In the final analysis, it is because there is a trace of attachment to my hometown.

Study the six origin powers, master the power of the sacred origin, and infuse it into the body to balance the void origin of the heart of Y'Shaarj. After the two have reached a balance, they expand their "capacity" with the power of order while absorbing the three

Use the power of origin to make yourself stronger. At the same time, study the power of time to make yourself strong enough to withstand the erosion of time, and then lead the Army of Holy Light with Zeira to fight against the invasion of void creatures at the end of the universe.

Glass...

Too much, he has experienced too much, and has seen too much pessimism, birth, old age, illness and death.

those comrades who fought alongside him;

Those war orphans he adopted from various races, those who under his guidance grew into powerful men far beyond the legends of Azeroth, and were famous in a star field or a universe as mages, warriors, or those who controlled the world of life.

The powerful "Druid"...

Many of them have had a deep lifelong relationship with him for thousands or tens of thousands of years. Some even have lifespans longer than those of the Eredar and Night Elves and have lived with him for millions of years.

But in the end, it was difficult to withstand the unpredictable future and the erosion of time. Either it was sacrificed to the destruction of demons and void creatures, or it was turned into a handful of loess due to the passage of time.

The higher you stand, the more indifferent you become. The more you experience, the more numb you become.

The attachment to Azeroth, the attachment to the fresh faces, the golden forest of Quel'Thalas, the magnificent Silvermoon City shining in the sun, Azshara, Xal'atath, Lanna

Thel, Elisande, sister Leia, Prince Kael'thas...

This is the whole reason why he can retain his humanity.

The universe is vast and boundless, and its mysteries are as endless as the vast sea of ​​smoke. Individuals living in it will inevitably be tempted by all kinds of temptations and come into contact with all kinds of unknown existences. And most of them have no idea what this will lead to.

What consequences.

Those who pursue power throughout their lives will eventually become slaves of the original power; those who pursue power throughout their lives will eventually become slaves of ambition... No one is spared. To this day, Angmar can no longer tell the difference.

, is it my identity as a time traveler that makes me the most special one, or is it my attachment to Azeroth that makes me proud to stay awake in this area with the most mixed power in the universe.

Only when he returns to Azeroth can he remember the fact that he is a time traveler and has an experience that does not belong to this world.

The Uldaman Valley at the foot of the mountain is brightly lit, with dwarves coming and going. From time to time, a gryphon takes off, carrying a messenger and flies towards Khaz Modan.

From that direction, groups of griffins flew in from that direction from time to time, carrying archaeologists, members of the Explorers Association, or senior officials of the Bronzebeard tribe's royal family and important ministers of the Khaz Modan Kingdom.

It was like this at first, but not long afterward, portals appeared directly in the excavation site. The dwarfs walked out of them, and Magni Bronzebeard, the king of the Kingdom of Khaz Modan and the leader of the Bronzebeard tribe, also stood out.

In the queue, the dwarf leader Great Craftsman Mekkatorque, who was leading his tribe to fight back the troggs that invaded the dwarf city of Morrigan for more than three months, also dropped everything and came together.

The dwarves and gnomes went crazy.

Going crazy after learning the truth.

While Angmar was lying on the top of the mountain looking at the stars, the giantess Elonnaya had already explained the origin of this "ancient ruins" to the members of the Explorers Association.

Knowing that their ancestors were created here, and as the guardians shaped mountains and deep ravines for the world, the news of the Titan's fall caused the guardians to fall into confusion. The ancient gods took advantage of the situation, broke through the prison, and disintegrated the guardians.

The ancestors were infected with the curse of flesh and blood and fell into a deep sleep here...

Knowing all this, the dwarves have no reason not to go crazy in the face of the ancient truth. This is not only a shocking secret that is enough to detonate the historians, but will also change the future of the dwarves. The dwarves will be able to prove what Elonaya said about Nogan

The replica of the Farm Disk - the original was taken away by the guardians who restored it to its original state nearly 10,000 years ago, and the replica was left behind - was returned to Ironforge, which would of course cause an uproar. And when they brought this replica

After the news was shared with the dwarfs who were also closely related to this place, the dwarfs also had no reason not to go crazy and be shocked.

Just after King Magni Bronzebeard and the great craftsman Mekkatorque entered Uldaman, the entire mountain peak... no, I should say, the entire land suddenly trembled.

The camp suddenly became chaotic. The members of the Explorers Association walked around and were no strangers to this. Just when they thought it was an earthquake and immediately evacuated their compatriots in the ruins, they discovered that although the magnitude of the shaking was already strong,

It was almost unstable, but strangely, there were no landslides, landslides or cracks and other common geological disasters. The shaking lasted for about ten minutes, and then even ordinary people with the worst sense could detect a wave of

Far-reaching, long, heavy and solemn power gathered from all directions, as if it was attracted by some kind of existence.

This surge of energy, which is difficult to describe in words, lasted for half a night. During this period, Elonaya allowed Uldaman to emerge from the cover of the mountains and rocks, completely opening the door to Uldaman, and using several

A Titan-created instrument led all the troggs that were easily attracted by the power of order back to the containment device that did not fail as in the official history, restoring safety to this place.

Only then did the dwarves discover that the area they had excavated over the past six months was just a shield created by some kind of creation device that they could not understand.

Elonaya met with the leaders of the dwarves and gnomes and took them to visit the magnificent hall where her ancestors once slept.

The dwarves finally found a sense of belonging they had never had before. The dwarves were weaker. After all, they were not created here. Their roots are in Ulduar, but no matter what, they have been here for more than 10,000 years.

The place that has been sleeping for thousands of years can always make them feel a certain sense of familiarity that comes from the depths of their blood.

In the early morning, when the fish belly white on the horizon dispelled the darkness, Angmar, who was sleeping on the boulder with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, smiled, sat up, and then looked towards the exit of Uldaman.

Boom, boom, boom...

Heavy footsteps came from it, as if something huge was walking out of it, and the movement caused was no less than the earthquake that lasted for half a night.

In the shocked eyes of the dwarves and gnomes, one was extremely huge, only one size smaller than Neltharion, the former guardian of the earth, but slightly larger than the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza, and also smaller than the remaining guardian giants.

The bigger black dragon walked out of Uldaman, kicked off the ground with its limbs, and soared into the air, hovering high in the sky and looking at the endless vast land.

She has a perfect figure, huge yet graceful. Her black scales shine in the light of the rising sun, each one shining like the most brilliant black pearl in Azeroth. Facing the rising sun, she emits
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