Zhu Tian started by deceiving his father-in-law from the perspective of pirates

There were about two hundred people in the group, dressed in a very mixed manner. Some were carrying shields and short swords, some were carrying greatswords and battle axes, and some were carrying staffs. They included priests, warriors, mages, thieves, and even a few death knights.

The races are also quite strange, including humans, trolls, orcs, dwarves, gnomes, even blood elves and night elves.

Although they wore completely different equipment and were of different races, everyone wore something resembling a battle robe, one side crimson and the other sky blue, representing the Alliance and the Horde respectively.

Leading the group was a man with graying hair and wearing a blue robe, accompanied by an orc in a white robe wielding a warhammer. If any creature from Azeroth were present, they would surely exclaim in surprise, "Great Warchief!"

On the other side stood a Draenei, wielding a purple crystal warhammer; these three appeared to be the leaders of the group.

"This is clearly not Draenor, Khadgar. If I'm not mistaken, this should be near Stormwind, and in the Blasted Lands. Could it be that we failed to cross over and have returned to where we started?" a human warrior from the Alliance asked.

"This is indeed near the Cursed Lands, but I think we haven't returned to where we started," Thrall said, looking around.

"This is indeed near Stormwind! I studied magic here with Medivh, I can't be mistaken," Khadgar said with a sigh after observing the surroundings.

Khadgar looked extremely unwell. They were originally heading to Draenor to fight the Iron Horde, but for some reason, they seemed to have strayed from their destination.

"Is there something wrong with the portal? What happened when we passed through the Dark Portal?" the Draenei garrison commander asked.

"I don't know either, but I have a feeling it's not going to be good," Sal said.

"That's right, guys, we're no longer in the original world. For some special reason, we... we seem to have traveled to another timeline, to another world of Azeroth," Khadgar sighed and said.

"What? We've come to another world? But how is that possible? We clearly came through the Dark Portal." An orc warrior pointed to the Dark Portal behind them and said.

But behind them, where was the Dark Gate? There was nothing behind them.

Rhodes had already sent people to deal with the Dark Portal in this world after the Burning Crusade ended, since the threat of the Burning Legion had been completely eliminated.

Leaving the Dark Portal here would only open portals for other Void creatures, so Rhode ordered some of his men to dispose of it.

"In short, the situation is very bad! If we disappear, who will stop the Iron Horde?" Thrall said.

"We may have traveled to another timeline. Perhaps something happened when we crossed the Dark Portal? In any case, we need to determine which point in time we are in, whether it's the future or the past," Thrall said.

Having participated in the war against Neltharion alongside the five dragonflights, Thrall knew perfectly well that any fluctuations in the timeline must have been caused by something the Bronze Dragonflight had done.

"If the Dark Portal had not been opened, then this place should not be a cursed land, because it used to be a swamp with lush vegetation."

"But if the Dark Portal has already been opened, then the Dark Portal here has disappeared for some unknown reason," Khadgar said.

If this was before the Dark Portal opened, then this area should have been a lush swamp. If the Dark Portal has already opened, then who could destroy it, or rather, take it away?

It's important to know that the Dark Portal still plays a significant role in Azeroth, connecting Azeroth with Outland, even though Outland has been destroyed.

However, some areas are still habitable, and there is still some trade and personnel exchanges between the two sides, especially between the Horde and the orcs of Nagrand.

"Stormwind is not far away, why don't we go to Stormwind and take a look? In any case, let's figure out what's going on here first, and then we can find the bronze dragon of this world and have him use time magic to send us back to our original timeline," Thrall said.

"Alright! But to avoid unnecessary trouble, the Horde members will stay here for now. I'll take a few humans with me to Stormwind," Khadgar said.

The conflict between the Horde and the Alliance has always existed, and this time, their joint attack on the Iron Horde was merely the formation of an elite vanguard.

If a group of orcs, strategists, or even undead appeared in Stormwind, the Stormwind guards would not hesitate to pick up their weapons and attack.

"Understood, I will stay here, and all my brothers from the tribe will stay with me," Thrall nodded and said.

After everyone finished discussing the matter, Thrall and all the tribes remained in the Blasted Lands, finding a place to set up camp. As for the remaining humans, apart from a few dwarves and gnomes, the others were also left behind.

Khadgar only took a portion of his men with him to Stormwind.

"Thrall! Before we return, make sure everyone is hidden. Absolutely, absolutely do not reveal our whereabouts. We are completely unfamiliar guests to this world. We cannot interfere in anything that happens in this world, understand?" Before leaving, Khadgar came to Thrall and repeatedly gave him these instructions.

"I understand, go ahead and don't worry, Khadgar. I'll keep an eye on everyone," Thrall nodded and said.

He naturally understood that the sacred timeline could not be disturbed, and that the most important thing they should do in this world was to find a way to leave and not to interfere in anything.

Soon, Khadgar and his party arrived at Stormwind. Stormwind seemed no different from what they remembered. A black dragon head hung on the city wall, where several Alliance heroes who had entered Draenor, such as Turalyon and Alleria, were present.

Soon everyone realized that they were in a different timeframe; the Northern Expedition had ended more than half a year ago.

The Lich King Arthas was defeated.

"Lord Khadgar, I remember that after the Lich King was defeated, on our way back from the Northern Expedition, the Cataclysm occurred in Azeroth, at this point in time."

"Neltharion should have caused a huge impact on this world, but... but Neltharion doesn't seem to have appeared in this world." An Alliance officer said.

According to the normal timeline, this should be the time of the Cataclysm, with the Black Dragon King Neltharion rampaging across Azeroth.

But now the entire city of Windseeker is calm and peaceful, with no trace of the Cataclysm, and no one has even heard of the world-destroying black dragon Neltharion.

"That's not all the strange stuff. It wasn't Lord Tirion Fordring who defeated the Lich King, but a demigod named Rhodes. He even dealt with the Old Gods of Ulduar," a paladin from the Alliance said.

"Indeed, and the Silver Crusade has even subdued the Scarlet Crusade and the faith of the Holy Light, who originally only believed in the Holy Light."

But the followers of the Holy Light in this world worship a god called the Holy Light. Do you see that golden statue? Has any of you seen this creature?" An Alliance priest pointed to the golden statue in Stormwind Cathedral and asked.

It was a golden giant over ten meters tall. Its head was very peculiar, with enormous eyes that looked like two light bulbs, and its head was somewhat like a large egg.

This thing is the God of Holy Light, why haven't they heard of it?

"This God of Light has a high level of faith in Stormwind, and it is said that he has the ability to resurrect, and death knights do not exist in this world."

"Including Uther, they were all resurrected by the God of Light and even joined the war against the Lich King Arthas," an Alliance warrior said.

Many of them had also participated in that Northern Expedition, but they were not chosen by Tirion Fordring to join the battle against the Lich King in Icecrown Citadel; they were only tasked with dealing with some undead Scourge on the periphery.

But they were also clear about the details of that battle: Tirion Fordring killed the Lich King Arthas, but not a single person in the entire expeditionary force survived.

"Is this world really that strange? I don't know if you've noticed, but twenty-five years after the Dark Portal opened, before the Burning Crusade took place..."

Everything in this world seems no different from ours.

"That's right! I've also discovered that something changed in the early stages of the Burning Crusade, and the cause of it all should be this demigod named Rhodes," a mage from the Alliance said.

Based on their current intelligence gathering, all the changes happening in the world of Azeroth are related to this demigod named Rhodes. Perhaps he should be called a true god now.

Possessing terrifying power far beyond mortal imagination, she can resurrect the dead at will. Her child is the God of Light, and one of her wives is actually Sylvanas, the Banshee Queen of Undercity.

When they heard this news, it completely shattered the worldview of the Alliance members. A demigod would actually fall in love with a banshee, a female undead!

Although Sylvanas was very beautiful in life, this person is now an undead! How extreme must your taste be?

"There are no Forgotten Ones anymore; these guys now call themselves Possessed Ones and are said to have been resurrected."

"Someone just pointed out to me those possessed people who came to visit relatives. Their eyes have some slits, but other than that, they don't seem to be much different from living people," a dwarf warrior said.

Perhaps this Banshee Queen was chosen by the demigods because she transformed into her former appearance.

While wandering around Stormwind, he saw some very strange-looking guys. They looked basically the same as normal people, but they had some cracks in their eyes, giving him the feeling that they weren't alive.

"This world is bizarre, so incredibly bizarre!"

"No matter how strange things happen in this world, you must remember one thing: this is another world."

It's not our world; different things happen in different worlds, and as far as I know...

"There's a world where Medivh didn't open the Dark Portal, and there's even a world where the Lich King Arthas successfully unleashed the Scourge. These things are all possible," Khadgar said.

As a disciple of the astral mage Medivh, he also learned about some things about parallel universes and knew about some events that happened in other Azeroth timelines besides their own.

Although the world seemed strange, it was generally good, and since every world is different, Khadgar didn't find anything too strange.

"You're right. We shouldn't interfere in anything in this world. What we need to do now is find the Dark Portal as soon as possible, activate it, and go back to our timeline to deal with the Iron Horde."

"So, guys, does any of you know where the Dark Portal is?" a human warrior asked, waving his hand.

"I have already found out that the Dark Gate of this world has been moved to another location."

Moreover, there is more than one Dark Portal in this world, and it connects to more than one world. There is a planet called Final Fantasy, and another planet called Pirates.

However, both planets are firmly under the control of this demigod Rhodes, and ordinary people cannot venture into that world.

"Alright! It seems we have to meet this demigod named Rhodes no matter what," Khadgar said.

"Why don't we secretly head to a Dark Portal? As far as I know, the nearest Dark Portal is near Undercity. We can easily activate it in reverse and return to our world," a human Alliance mage asked.

"If a group of strangers just barged into your house and used your front door without saying hello, how would you greet them?" Khadgar asked rhetorically.

Upon hearing this, the mage who had spoken was rendered speechless. Indeed, as Khadgar said, rashly using the possessions of a demigod was not much different from being a bandit.

Being attacked by the other side is perfectly normal. More importantly, this demigod has good relations with many forces and can speak up for both the Alliance and the Horde.

If things go wrong, they could be hunted down by the entire world of Azeroth.

"Here's what we'll do! You use teleportation magic to take everyone to meet Thrall first, and I'll go alone to see this demigod Rhodes and see if he'd be willing to let us use the Dark Portal to return to our original timeline," Khadgar said.

"Lord Khadgar, don't you want us to come with you?"

"It's just a visit. Sending so many people would be impolite. You don't need to come with me. Just stay here and relax," Khadgar said with a smile.

After some discussion, the Alliance squad was sent by another mage to join Thrall and the others, while Khadgar himself went to meet Rhodes, the owner of the Dark Portal in this world.

However, finding Rhodes wasn't as easy as Khadgar thought; Rhodes' exact location was not easy to find.

Near the Night Elf Temple of the Moon, a large group of Archdruids, along with some Night Elf civilians and female Sentinels, were planting a peculiar peach tree under the command of the Priestess of the Moon, Elander.

"My people, plant this carefully. It is a plant of great power. Cultivate it in the best soil and water it with the spring water of the Moonwell," Tyrande said.

Ordinary spring water is not enough to irrigate the peach trees, so Tyrande plans to use the water from the Moon Well.

The surrounding soil was also a special piece of land that Rhodes helped to transform using the Force of Life, possessing very abundant life energy.

"Lady Tyrande, we will be careful." A high druid nodded.

"Lady Tyrande, where did you get these peculiar peach trees? I can sense the powerful life force within them; planting them won't be easy," a high druid asked.

"This is a special plant from another world. It is called the flat peach. The worst kind of flat peach takes three thousand years to mature. Ordinary life forms can gain several thousand years of life after eating it."

A medium-sized peach takes six thousand years to ripen, and eating it can grant one a lifespan of at least ten thousand years.

"The best peaches are nine thousand years old. Eating one can grant you tens of thousands of years of life and also give you powerful life energy," Tyrande said.

In addition to increasing lifespan, the peaches of immortality also provide powerful life force. This life energy is transformed by our ancestors into their own magical power, and in other worlds, it can be transformed into the energy of any species.

The archdruid nodded, then planted the peach pit in front of him and activated his druid spell, Wild Growth.

A terrifying suction force was generated, and in an instant, the Great Dru felt that the natural energy he cultivated was being consumed at an extremely alarming rate.

Seeing the condition of this archdruid, the other night elf archdruids rushed over to help.

Even so, a single three-thousand-year-old peach seed immediately absorbed all of the large Dro fish.

At this moment, Rhodes appeared and began to replace these druids with his own life force. The life level of the archdruids was very high, second only to demigods, but they could not control something like the peaches of immortality.

If I don't intervene, these druids are doomed.

After receiving Rhodes's life force, the peach pit in front of him finally took root and sprouted, quickly growing into a tender bud, and then began to grow wildly, turning into a small tree as tall as two people in the blink of an eye.

"Is...is this a success, Lord Rhodes?"

"What terrifying life energy! This plant is the most unique plant I've ever seen."

"It's even comparable to the World Tree."

A large group of night elves began to speak all at once.

"In the future, it's best to use the Wild Growth spell on it only when there's at least one demigod present and ten archdruids. Otherwise," Rhodes said.

These night elves are really bold, daring to use the Wild Growth spell to ripen peaches prematurely.

If I hadn't intervened, those few attacks would have completely drained the druid's life force.

"How is it, darling? Is the planting successful?" Tyrande asked, looking at the peach tree that was already more than two people tall.

Normally, peach trees grow to this size and then start bearing fruit. In the peach orchard, she also saw these special peach trees. There were basically no giant ones, and the tallest one was only about three people tall.

"Well, you've succeeded a little over halfway! This kind of peach has been successfully cultivated, but its effects and the time it takes to bear fruit are very different from the original peaches," Rod said.

Everything follows the principle of conservation of energy. The peach trees in the Peach Garden can only produce so many peaches because they are supplied with the spiritual energy of the entire Eastern Divine Realm of the Heavenly Court.

There have been attempts by immortals to cultivate peaches of immortality before, but all of them ultimately failed. One of the most fundamental reasons for this was that their energy level was insufficient.

The peach tree is from another world, something formed from a primordial energy, and it cannot be grown by consuming ordinary energy.

Rod stepped forward and experimented, providing the peach tree with ample nutrients, and then activated the time artifact. The peach tree would bloom every three hundred years, bear fruit every three hundred years, and mature every three hundred years.

It takes nine hundred years to bear fruit, and only a few dozen fruits can be produced, not even a hundred peaches.

This is still this land, a special case with powerful life force. If ordinary land were irrigated with ordinary spring water, this castrated version of the peach tree would not be able to grow at all.

As for its efficacy, Rod couldn't be sure.

"What an amazing power! The power of time is terrifying. If we were to cultivate normally, it would probably take thousands of years to get mature fruit," Tyrande said with admiration.

It takes nine hundred years to mature, which is much faster than the original peaches of immortality, but in this world of Azeroth, probably only the night elves have the time and the inclination to cultivate this special plant.

"Find two ordinary night elf civilians to try this fruit and see how it goes," Rhodes said.

Tyrande nodded and quickly selected a young Priestess of the Moon, while the Druids also selected a young Druid Apprentice.

Although they are considered young by the standards of the night elves, these two are actually several hundred years old.

After the two young night elves arrived, Rhodes picked two fruits from the tree and handed them to them, telling them to eat them directly.

The two night elves nodded, and after eating the fruit, they immediately showed a satisfied expression, clearly very pleased with the taste of the peaches.

Their life energy became even more concentrated, and the energy within their bodies became even stronger. The two young night elves sat cross-legged on the ground for several hours before they were able to completely digest the terrifying life force within their bodies.

"How are you two feeling?" Tyrande asked.

"Lady Tyrande, I feel wonderful. My body is filled with powerful life energy, my moon magic is even more powerful, and my physical attributes have also improved significantly," the night elf priestess said.

"Lady Tyrande, the natural energy within me has become much stronger, at least three times stronger. Before, I was a druid apprentice, but now the natural energy within me is second only to that of an ordinary archdruid," the druid apprentice said.

This special fruit is very beneficial to druids!

Any druid apprentice who eats this fruit can easily become a full-fledged druid, and even one second only to an archdruid.

"This fruit doesn't show up very well on you night elves. If you tried it on a mortal race, the effect would probably be better," Rhodes said.

Night elves are a long-lived race, so the greatest benefit of the peaches is not even apparent to them.

However, according to Rhodes's estimate, this kind of substandard peach that matures in nine hundred years should be able to allow an ordinary mortal to live for at least five or six hundred years longer, while also greatly enhancing their physique.

It's not very useful to me, but it is useful to my subordinates. However, as I said before, the output is a bit low.

Nine hundred years and three thousand years seemed to be equally long for Rhodes.

"Okay! Then let's plant a few more!" Tyrande said.

With Rhodes' help, Tyrande recruited several Wild Halflings to assist her. After several days of work, they planted over two hundred peach trees near the Temple of the Moon Goddess.

It's not that we don't want to plant more, but planting too many would affect their growth. With the current Moonwell reserves of the Night Elves, taking care of more than two hundred substandard peach trees is already the limit.

Most importantly, the growing conditions for this kind of peach are too demanding. If Rhodes does not carry out land modification and Azeroth does not provide life energy inside the planet, there is no land in the world that can grow this special plant.

Of course, this excludes the Emerald Dream of Azeroth, but it's clear that Azeroth wouldn't consider such a minor peach.

After the planting was completed, Rhode used his power of time to make the peach trees successfully bear their first batch of fruit.

They successfully harvested nearly 20,000 substandard peaches. Rhode gave half of these peaches to the night elves and kept the other half for himself.

While the energy of the Cosmos can extend lifespan, the extension is not significant. These peaches are perfect for his Saint Seiya army to eat.

After harvesting the peaches, Rhodes planned to deliver them to Athena and Pallas. Rhodes had fewer than five hundred warriors under his command.

So they sent over two thousand fruits, and then each warrior received four on average, which could increase their lifespan by at least a thousand years. The effect of these peaches would be halved each time they were used.

After the fourth time, it will lose its effect, so the maximum lifespan extension is a thousand years, requiring the consumption of four.

"From now on, you'll take care of these peach trees, Tyrande. Your race can use the fruit they produce!" Rhodes said.

Without using time acceleration, it would take nine hundred years for the next batch of fruits to ripen, and even Rhodes wasn't sure what state he would be in after nine hundred years.

And he still has seven or eight thousand of them! That would be enough even if he traveled to another world.

"I understand, Rhodes," Tyrande nodded and said.

This fruit is indeed beneficial to the night elves; at least the training of druids and priestesses of the moon is much easier.

"You can have the Archdruids try planting these remaining peach pits elsewhere. Their requirements for life energy aren't as high anymore," Rhodes said. These peaches would probably become more and more defective the more they were planted.

Now, ordinary Archdruids should be able to cultivate these peach pits using the "wild growth" method.

"I understand. Genuine peach pits are indeed difficult to cultivate, but these defective ones originally grew in the world of Azeroth, so they should be able to be grown in this land," Tyrande said.

Rhodes nodded, perhaps he could use these inferior peaches in combination with some herbs from Xikunlun to make some elixirs.

Only by combining precious medicinal herbs into elixirs can their effects be maximized.

The alchemy invented by Lao Tzu was indeed very useful.

Tyrande and Rhodes didn't concern themselves with what happened next. All the substandard peach trees planted there were left to the Priestess of the Moon and the druids to take care of.

Shortly after the two returned to the Temple of the Moon, a night elf guard came to report that a human mage with a full head of white hair had come to visit.

"Human mages who have come to visit? Are they those guys from Dalaran?" Tyrande asked.

Previously, because of the resurrection spell and the ability to increase life energy, many mages in Dalaran had set their sights on Rhodes.

"Just send him away! Tell him I'm not here," Rhodes said.

He doesn't just receive any random monk who comes to visit.

The night elf guard nodded, got up and left, then went to the outer perimeter of the Temple of the Moon Goddess.

"I'm truly sorry, human mage, but the demigod does not wish to see you, so please leave!"

"Please, madam, I have something very important to discuss with the demigod, something extremely important," Khadgar said.

He had been wandering around outside for more than half a month, and finally got definite news that if he didn't see this man named Rod here, who knows where he would go in the future.

"I'm sorry! What seems important to you may not be so important to a demigod."

"Please make this trip for me again. Go tell the demigod that I'm not from this timeline, and that my name is Khadgar," Khadgar said with a helpless sigh.

It's really not easy to meet this demigod. He first went to Undercity to observe the resurrected beings there, and then he was discovered by Archmage Rhonin.

In order not to reveal his identity, Carter had no choice but to retreat and then went to some places where Lord Rhodes was supposed to appear, but he came up empty-handed.

Finally, it was determined that Lord Rhodes was planning to plant a special plant on the land of the Night Elves, and therefore summoned all the Night Elf Druids, which is why they came here.

Clearly, the night elf female sentinel in front of her didn't understand what Khadgar meant by the other timeline. She glanced at Khadgar with a questioning look, then turned and left without paying any attention to the human mage.

"Hey, don't go, alright! Alright! This is very impolite, but I have no other choice." Khadgar's body flashed with an arcane light as he used a spell to infiltrate the temple to meet Rhodes.

At this moment, Rhodes was talking to Tyrande.

"Next, I'll plant a new sacred tree, and it's time to deal with that Old God named Sarasta," Rhodes said. (Actually, the reason I haven't dealt with this Old God for so long is because the author wanted to see how the Warcraft story would develop, since Sarasta is practically the main character in the latest version.)

But now that the main characters have grown to the level of primordial gods, what do you guys think? Should we spare this ancient goddess's life?

"I feel that with your current power, you don't really need the shadow power of the Old Gods. Before, you had to gather all six Forces just to upgrade to the same power as the original Force. But do you really need it now?" Tyrande said.

Rhodes is now so powerful that mortals cannot comprehend him. He has reached the level of a Titan, and his true combat strength far surpasses that of Sargeras. Under such circumstances, is the power of the Old Gods really necessary?

Hearing this, Rhode was speechless. Indeed, as Tylando said, his primal divine power was far superior to the opponent's dark power.

Moreover, if one wanted to, one could use the power of holy light to simulate it; the purest holy light transformed into darkness would be the purest shadow power.

"But now that person is here, who is he! How dare he act so presumptuously on my turf, get out here." Rod suddenly frowned.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a white-haired man in a blue robe and holding a staff appeared in front of Rhodes and was immediately bound.

What audacity! How dare you sneak into the Temple of the Goddess of Yuezhi!

"I'm so sorry! Please don't make a move yet. I... I've come here on business. Please let me finish what I have to say," Khadgar said with great difficulty.

It seems so powerful! I just used my magic and was immediately captured, without even the slightest ability to resist.

Is this really a demigod? A demigod from the world of Azeroth, to be honest, with his current combat power, is not someone he can't mess with, but this one in front of him seems to have no power to fight back at all!

"You, you are Khadgar, why are you here? No, you're not from this timeline." Rhodes looked at the white-haired man in front of him, frowned and spoke.

With his current eyesight, he could naturally see that the other party possessed only a faint amount of time and space power, indicating that this guy did not belong to this timeline.

"Oh! You truly are a great demigod. In that case, it's much easier for me to explain. As you can see, I am indeed not from this timeline. Due to some accident, I came to this world, your world," Khadgar said.

"You're not from this world? How did you come to this world? Tell me the details." Rhodes looked at Khadgar in front of him with great interest and asked.

"Here's the thing, Wei is probably a demigod. I come from another timeline, which should be a few years from now. That's it."

Garrosh arrived in another timeline, the world of Draenor thirty-five years earlier, with the help of a bronze dragon, and helped his father, Grom Hellscream, unite the entire orcish tribe.

"They formed an organization called the Iron Horde and then attacked our Azeroth." Khadgar briefly explained their predicament to Rhodes.

"I understand now. You were originally going to fight the Iron Horde, but after passing through the Dark Portal, you somehow ended up in my world, right?" Rhodes asked.

"That's why we want to borrow those Dark Portals you built and then use a reversal spell to return to our timeline. Our world is in great danger right now, being invaded by the Iron Horde," Khadgar said.

Upon hearing this, Rhodes stroked his chin and began to ponder the matter.

If I'm not mistaken, these guys should be members of the Alliance and Horde from the time of King of Draenor. According to the original timeline, they should have successfully traveled to Draenor 35 years ago, and then the mighty Archimonde fell once again.

After that, the Legion expansion, one of the most acclaimed expansions in World of Warcraft, will be launched, marking the final glory of the Warcraft universe.

But for some unknown reason, they ended up in their own timeline, which is interesting. Only an Eternal Dragon or a Bronze Dragon could manipulate the timeline and send other beings into this world.

A smile appeared on Rhodes' lips. In this world, Rhodes didn't like either the Eternal Dragon or the Bronze Dragon. In fact, the Bronze Dragon had even tried to deal with Rhodes.

"I understand. I will help you find the mastermind behind sending you here, and then find a way to send you into another timeline so that you can return to your own world," Rhodes said.

"I am truly grateful to the demigod from Peking University," Khadgar said.

"But there's one thing I'm also quite curious about regarding Azeroth in another world. Could I go with you to see Azeroth in another timeline?" Rhodes asked.

The parallel universes of Azeroth are quite unique. Blizzard's previous explanation was that the ordinary timelines were all one world, without mentioning parallel universes. It wasn't until the Warlords of Draenor expansion that the concept of parallel universes was officially confirmed.

"Uh!" Khadgar was momentarily speechless.

However, Rhodes wasn't going to give the other party a chance to refuse him; after all, you practically delivered yourself to my doorstep! (End of Chapter)