Azeroth: Starting with Eagle Eye in the Necropolis.

“This is tantamount to giving him half of the crown!” an elderly nobleman complained in a corner to his companion.

"The Menethil bloodline is indeed noble, but Marshal Rhodes... has his power become too inflated? Those inhuman armies are ultimately external forces."

"Watch your words!" His companion glanced around warily.

"Without Marshal Rhodes, there would be no Lordaeron as it is today. Moreover, you have seen his power... Furthermore, Her Majesty the Queen has a close relationship with him. If she gives birth to a child in the future, the kingdom of Lordaeron will ultimately belong to the blood of Menethil."

Looking at Rhodes on the high platform, many nobles dared not speak out even if they had grievances. Everyone had seen Rhodes's ruthless methods. When he retreated to Kalimdor, he slaughtered a large number of nobles, and later he even took away Garithos's military power.

Therefore, they dared not show any resistance to Rhodes and his companions. They could only keep their thoughts to themselves. After the various disasters that had occurred, seven or eight tenths of the nobles of Lordaeron had been wiped out. Now, only a few big cats and small dogs remained, and they were no longer a threat.

As for the other races and nations in the Alliance, that's Lordaeron's private business, and they don't care. Besides, Rhodes himself is the Grand Marshal of the Alliance.

They also have the authority to mobilize the entire alliance's army.

Facing the surging doubts, shock, and complex gazes from below the stage, Rhodes took a deep breath, stepped forward, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Queen Calia. His gaze swept across the entire arena, and the invisible pressure he exuded gradually quieted the noisy square.

"Citizens of Lordaeron! Friends of the Alliance!" Rhodes' voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"I, Rhodes, hereby accept this supreme honor and heavy responsibility!"

I once vowed to witness with my own eyes the banner of Lordaeron flying proudly over this land once more!

I promised to completely drive the pain and darkness brought by the undead calamity from our homeland!

Today, we stand here to test my vow: Lordaeron has been reborn, but this is not the end!

The Queen's trust has granted me authority, but this authority is not for my personal glory, but for the stability of Lordaeron, for the strength of the Alliance, and for facing the even greater challenges that may come in the future! I hereby swear to the Holy Light, and to all the people of Lordaeron—

The sword in my hand will be wielded to protect every inch of Lordaeron's land! The armies under my command will fight to defend the safety of every one of my people!

Every power I exercise will be solely based on the prosperity and flourishing of Lordaeron! Any existence that attempts to disrupt this hard-won peace, whether it comes from outside or arises from within, will suffer my utmost wrath and purification! "Once I reach the transcendent realm, I will no longer concern myself with mortal affairs; at that time, power will belong to my son."

"As for Theramore, it is not only my fiefdom, but also the outpost and fortress of Lordaeron and even the Alliance in Kalimdor. I will ensure that it becomes the strongest bridge connecting the two continents, and an iron line of defense against all threats!" Rhodes' declaration was not a humble refusal, but a domineering promise, which impressed everyone.

It combined Rhodes's illustrious military achievements with his absolute power, like a heavy hammer that shattered most of the public doubts.

"For Lordaeron! For the Alliance! For a brighter future!"

"For Prince Rhodes."

The cheers of the crowd rang out again, this time with a greater sense of recognition and anticipation for this powerful "co-governance leader".

With his new oath, Rhodes successfully persuaded all the commoners, nobles, and soldiers of Lordaeron.

He is not a king, but he is more like one.

Chapter 322 The Bronze Dragon King's Visit and Changes in the Timeline

That night, deep within the palace, Rhodes was in his study, reflecting on everything that had happened during the day and contemplating his plans to travel to Theramore.

For the next period of time, Azeroth will enter a relatively stable phase, with virtually no major bosses appearing.

The only ones causing trouble are Cho'gall and the soon-to-be-appeared former Guardian, Aegwynn. It's also time for Jaina to return to Theramore and, as if by fate, encounter the previous Guardian, laying the foundation for becoming the future number one mage of Azeroth.

He could also get involved in a small way and see if he could gain any benefits. In any case, the biggest benefit would be that his wife would receive some of the guardian's power.

Jaina didn't come to rest with Rhodes today; instead, she went to be with her father and sister. Of course, Rhodes didn't go to see Calia either, as the Queen is pregnant now, and it's not appropriate for them to have sex at this time.

Rhodes plans to get some rest tonight. After staying in Lordaeron for a few more days, he will use a teleportation spell to travel to Kalimdor and officially reside in Theramore. If there is any need in the future, Rhodes can also quickly make up for it using an intercontinental teleportation spell.

Every month he also needs to go to Illidan to deliver a high demon to him. Otherwise, there's nothing much to do. Rhodes plans to take advantage of the next three years to improve his power and consolidate his current strength.

He was indeed very strong now, but most of his strength came from the system, and he hadn't done any self-cultivation. Now the situation was different. Rhodes had already advanced to the top combat power in the world of Azeroth, so he naturally understood the importance of his own strength.

Sometimes you can't just rely on Heroes of Might and Magic to eliminate soldiers; you also need to improve your own strength. Just as Rhodes was about to lie down and take a nap...

Suddenly, the air in the room seemed to freeze, the candlelight stopped flickering, and the chirping of insects outside the window vanished instantly, as an ancient atmosphere that transcended time and space permeated the room.

Upon seeing this, Rhodes immediately became alert, drew out his accessory, Holy Light Judgment, and summoned his personal bodyguard, the Archangel of Holy Light.

"Who dares to trespass into the Alliance? Show yourself at the Grand Marshal's residence at once!" Rhodes demanded sternly, wielding the Holy Light Judgment.

"Don't be nervous, Rhodes. I mean no harm, and you should be able to guess why I'm here." A middle-aged man's voice reached Rhodes' ears.

A figure appeared without warning in the center of the room. He wore an ancient brown robe, his face shrouded in the shadow of a hood, and his body seemed to emanate a phantom image like the flowing sands of time. Most striking was the hourglass in his hand, radiating an eternal glow—Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, the Guardian of Time.

Although he had never met this Dragon King who guarded time, Rhode, a veteran World of Warcraft player, recognized him at a glance.

Well, players aren't very familiar with the Bronze Dragon King. The Bronze Dragon that players are most familiar with is probably a dwarf loli, the Bronze Dragon Chromie. Although she appears as a loli, she is actually a male dragon.

During their travels across Azeroth, players have the most contact with this bronze dragon. Players receive many quests from him, and this bronze dragon appears to interact with players in almost every expansion.

There were daily tasks, dungeon tasks, and even tasks that followed him through time and space. During the initial period after his time travel, Rhode was constantly worried that someone, such as a loli with a few adventurers, would suddenly appear and kill him.

Unexpectedly, the first bronze dragon I encountered was the legendary Dragon King. What brings him here?

"The waves of time have created an unexpected ripple, Rhodes... or rather, 'Son of the Light,' first of all, congratulations on becoming the Prince of Lordaeron, or rather, the nominal and true king. Your co-rule with the Queen of Lordaeron has completely altered this timeline." Nozdormu's voice was deep and hoarse, as if it carried the weight of countless ages.

They should have discovered Rhodes much earlier, the moment he crossed over. But it seems a mysterious force blocked him, misleading the entire Bronze Dragonflight and allowing an outsider to grow to this point, to become someone who could influence the course of history and even determine the fate of Azeroth.

When Rhodes was first discovered, the voices within the Bronze Dragonflight unanimously agreed that they should mobilize as a whole and eliminate Rhodes, because Rhodes must be the work of the Eternal Dragonflight.

But every time they were about to take action, it seemed as if an invisible force was restraining them. Either there was a problem with a certain timeline, or there was a small problem with a certain time point in a certain region. The entire Bronze Dragon Legion was extremely busy.

By the time the bronze dragons guarding this timeline discovered the problem, it was too late. The history of this world had been completely altered, even affecting all future timelines. All the history they knew had been submerged without a trace.

As the Bronze Dragon Aspect, he is largely to blame. Not long ago, Rhodes even left the world of Azeroth and went to the shattered Draenor.

It was there that Illidan's fate was changed, the fate of many others was changed, and some deaths were even averted.

Rhodes felt a chill run down his spine, but he wasn't surprised.

Dealing with these Titan-level beings was inevitable; he had long been prepared for this day. He just hadn't expected the Bronze Dragon Aspect to take so long to come looking for him. "Guardian of Time, Nozdormu, your arrival is surely not to congratulate me on my 'co-rule'."

"I'll be frank, Lord Rhodes, which timeline are you from? Or rather, what exactly are you?" asked Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect.

Initially, the Bronze Dragons believed that Rhodes had traveled from a future timeline, but they discovered that there seemed to be no such person in either the future or the past timelines, or that some force was interfering with them, preventing them from detecting Rhodes' existence, just as in the beginning, with some mysterious entity protecting him.

However, this mysterious entity is not an Eternal Dragon, because the Eternal Dragons are the future Bronze Dragons, and their methods cannot be hidden from the Bronze Dragons.

Rhodes's origins are quite peculiar. He knows about the major events that will happen in Azeroth in the future, but he can't explain why. So after careful consideration, he decided to leave.

The Bronze Dragon King intended to personally correct the error in this timeline, but just as he was about to act, a great and supreme voice stopped him and gave the Bronze Dragon King a new task, which is why the Bronze Dragon King came here today.

Time is a circle, and a closed loop needs to be completed to ensure the existence of a timeline.

“I am who I am, Lord Bronze Dragon Aspect. I have a great mission. Perhaps it is fate that you did not discover me before my rise to power. I can make Azeroth a better place and better able to resist all external calamities,” Rhodes said.

If possible, he didn't want any conflict with the Bronze Dragonflight, so it was better to make things clear. He wouldn't disrupt the timeline, and the Bronze Dragonflight was only protecting the timeline to protect Azeroth, which aligned with his goal.

"Mortal authority is but a speck of dust before the torrent of time. I came for you, Rhodes. You, and the 'variables' you bring, have already caused...significant disturbances to the established timeline."

Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, extended his finger and gently traced it in the air, revealing a series of blurry images: the blood elves' resurgence, which should have been even more difficult; the draenei's premature unity; the black dragon princess's premature exposure; and Lordaeron and the Alliance, whose strength had greatly increased because of him...

"Many tragedies that should have happened were avoided, and many threats that should have been dormant were revealed ahead of time. This is good, but it also brings new and unknown chaos."

The timeline needs to be revised, it needs to be steered in a direction more favorable to the survival of Azeroth. Nozdormu's gaze was fixed on Rhodes.

"And the most crucial point in this process involves a huge void and paradox. It happened ten thousand years ago, during the War of the Ancients. You appeared there, Rhodes. I don't think I need to explain why to you, do I?"

Upon hearing this, Rhodes nodded. After meeting the night elves and getting to know Cenarius, Illidan, Tyrande, and Malfurion, Rhodes understood that he would one day travel back to the time of the War of the Ancients.

But the timing seems a bit off!

Logically, shouldn't the time travel be three years in the future, a few months before the official start of the Warcraft storyline? Why have they come looking for me so early?

"Things aren't as simple as you think, Rhodes. Your appearance has brought a change to this world. The world 1 years from now is not the one you know. Don't deny it to me. I know about what happened 1 years ago."

Once you return there, you'll need to correct the timeline, ensuring the Ancient War occurs as scheduled, and also rectify a certain error.

"Can you be more specific? Stop beating around the bush, okay? What mistake are you correcting? Kill someone or stop something?" Rod asked, frowning.

Damn it, Riddlers get out of Azeroth!

"Rhodes, cross the barrier of time, return to Kalimdor ten thousand years ago, find the source of that disturbance, and correct the deviations in history."

"To ensure that the outcome of the War of the Ancients leads to... this present, where hope still exists—this is the request of the Keepers of Time, and also... a mission concerning the survival of Azeroth. You must set out now."

Rhodes wanted to say something, but he was enveloped in a golden light.

After a dizzying spin, Rhodes felt himself plummeting rapidly from a great height!

Chapter 323 The Queen's Bath, Light Within Light

After a dizzying spin, a strong sense of weightlessness suddenly gripped Rhodes! He felt himself plummeting from an unimaginable height, with howling winds in his ears and a vast expanse of land, dotted with magnificent golden buildings and lush vegetation, rapidly expanding before his eyes.

"Nozdormu! I'll [beep] you [beep] you bronze dragon! You bastard, you're something else."

"At least give me a parachute!!! What the hell is this 'falling from a great height' nonsense?"

Rhodes cursed wildly in the gale, trying to stabilize himself and mobilize the power of holy light to slow his fall, but the sudden teleportation disrupted the flow of energy within his body.

Rhodes had made many preparations for this journey through the ancient war, and even planned to bring Anvina along so that she could also see the legendary Well of Eternity.

Damn it, the Bronze Dragon King just showed up like that, and after only a couple of words, he sent me away. Rhodes was forced to take a trip on a whim, completely unprepared, and didn't even have time to say goodbye to his group of women.

In a moment of quick thinking, he used the power of holy light to conjure two enormous wings on his back. Rhodes now has extremely precise control over the holy light.

It's not too difficult to conjure a pair of wings using the power of holy light.

Golden light flowed across Rhodes' body, and two enormous wings extended from his back, spreading out in the air to provide drag and stabilize his body.

Nozdormu, you bastard, just wait until I get back to Azeroth, I'll rip your scales off one by one.

You're supposed to be saving this timeline, so couldn't you at least send me to a safe place? Instead, you just let me plummet from a great height. Aren't you afraid I'll die from the fall?

Because of the rapid descent, Rhodes was unable to control his direction and could only use his two pairs of wings to stabilize his body.

Rhodes burst through the clouds like a meteorite, and a vast, shimmering body of water below rapidly expanded—in the distance, Rhodes could vaguely see...

It was an extremely magnificent open-air bath, with its edges inlaid with various gemstones radiating a soft glow and steam rising with a unique fragrance.

Having a pool is a good thing; my descent speed is slowing down now, and it's safer to fall into the water.

Amidst the misty steam, a figure leaned lazily against the edge of the pool.

"Thump—!!!"

A loud splash shattered the tranquility of the place, sending water spraying several meters high. Rhodes struggled to emerge from the warm, fragrant pool, coughing violently and choking on several mouthfuls of water.

When he wiped the water droplets from his face and could barely make out his surroundings, he froze.

The taste of this spring water is a bit off; it contains very powerful magical energy. Rhode can feel his body is full of vitality.