Azeroth: Starting with Eagle Eye in the Necropolis.

You can't fight a battle you're not confident of winning. If you're facing an opponent of Titan's caliber, you have to be fully prepared.

Cenarius surveyed the demigods, nodding with satisfaction. The demigods of the wilderness had been united. "According to Rhodes' intelligence, Queen Azshara and her Highborne are constructing a massive portal at the Well of Eternity."

Once completed, Sargeras's legions will flood in like a tidal wave, and... there may be less than two months left.

However, there is good news as well. Sargeras, the powerful Dark Lady, cannot appear directly in Azeroth. Creating a portal for her to descend would be extremely energy-intensive, almost requiring the complete depletion of the Well of Eternity's power.

Once he descends upon Azeroth, we will all be helpless; the Titans' power is on a completely different level from ours.

They could easily destroy us. So what we need to do is very simple: stop the portal from opening.

Rhodes is now disguised as an ordinary astral mage, infiltrating the enemy's ranks, constantly relaying intelligence to us, and helping us destroy portals at crucial moments.

"This is good news. The power of the Creator Goddess is indeed beyond our ability to contend with," said the Turtle Wilderness Demigod.

“We can rally our respective races to fight. I will summon all flying creatures in Azeroth to participate in this battle,” said the giant bird demigod, Ivina.

"I will gather my cubs to join the battle; my cubs are all very capable fighters," the boar demigod said.

The boar half has a large number of offspring; all boars and boarmen are his offspring, and his bloodline is spread throughout Azeroth.

“We brothers will gather all the bear monsters and have them join the battle,” said the brothers Usol and Usol.

The demigods quickly reached a consensus: all of them agreed to rally their own forces or allied factions, including tauren and even pandaren. All life on Azeroth would unite to resist the Burning Legion and prevent it from destroying their world.

Seeing that the demigods had made up their minds, Cenarius said no more and began to assign tasks based on their respective areas of responsibility and connections:

First, he looked at his father, Malorne the White Deer: "Father, your wisdom and virtue extend throughout the wilderness. Please be our mediator, ensuring that all parties move in unison and share a common will."

Maroron nodded solemnly.

Cenarius then turned to the other demigods, his words clear and direct:

“Ursok, Ursol,” he said to the bear demigod brothers, “Gather the bear-men of Ashenvale and Felwood; we need their unwavering strength.”

“Agamagan,” he said, turning to the boar demigod, “prepare the boar clans of the Barrens and Stonetalon Mountains; their ferocity and numbers will be the rock in the flood.”

“Goldling,” he said to the wolf god, “your pack needs to be broken up into smaller groups, becoming our most sensitive eyes and ears, keeping a close watch on any unusual activity at the Well of Eternity.”

“Avina,” he said to the Queen of the Sky, “I entrust the vision of the skies to you. Establish an early warning network.”

"Tortora," he said finally to the composed tortoise demigod, "please stabilize the spirits of the water and earth, and summon those ancient, heavily armored creatures; we need them to solidify our defenses."

The task was concise and clear, based on the most fundamental powers and bonds of each demigod. No demigod raised any objections; this was the most reasonable arrangement at present.

Cenarius finally looked at Ysera, the Green Dragon Queen: "Your Majesty Ysera, the Emerald Dream and the Dragon Legion..."

Ysera gently protected her lower abdomen with her hand, her eyes resolute: "I understand. I will ensure that the Green Dragonflight protects the Dream Front and immediately send an alert to the Dragonsbane Temple."

Alexstrasza, Malygos, and Neltharion will also join the war.

There are only three Dragon Kings who can be mobilized right now. After all, the Bronze Dragon King won't get involved in these matters. Unless he's willing to take action, no one can persuade him. That guy keeps talking about the stability of the timeline.

As for her own side, she could only let the Green Dragon Legion join the battle. She really had no other choice; if she went to fight, she would lose the child.

“Thank you for your help, great Green Dragon Queen. You are also one of the Guardians. I wonder if you could contact the Titan Guardians and get the powerful Titan legion involved in this war?” Cenarius asked.

The Wilderness can gather a great deal of power, and the Night Elves, apart from some of the corrupted monsters among the Highborne, will also join the war, as will the other Highborne and Night Elf civilians. But it would be even better if the Guardians could join the battle.

The Titan Guardians' steel legion is their greatest asset. They can produce an endless army simply by activating the machines left behind by their wives.

This is a force comparable to the Burning Legion, but only the Guardians can command them; these Titan creations are the true army.

The Green Dragon Queen hesitated for a moment before speaking helplessly.

"Contact the Titan Keepers...that's the problem, Cenarius. Sometimes things don't go as planned."

As I just mentioned, the Guardians themselves are already in deep trouble. Odin has sealed himself in Valhalla, Tyr has fallen, Ra-den has disappeared, and most of the others have also fallen into obscurity.

Currently, the one who is still openly active and in control of Ulduar and the Forge of Will... is Loken.

She paused for a moment, explaining that the name wasn't exactly well-regarded among the Guardians. Some Guardians who had fled Ulduar even said that this was the one who had turned the place into a mess, and that this person had even sided with the enemies of Tatur, those extremely evil Old Gods.

"Based on the scattered communications between my people and the Guardian creations, Loken... has likely run into trouble. He has sealed off Ulduar, severed deep connections with other Guardian facilities, and may even have defected to an ancient enemy."

This means that not only can we not expect the Guardians to come out in full force, but we also need to be wary that those Titan-forged creatures, who are supposed to protect Azeroth, might become obstacles for us at the most crucial moment, or... worse, be corrupted.

This deduction made the atmosphere even more tense; the steel army left behind by the Titans was not only not a reinforcement, but might instead become a potential enemy.

"Therefore, the participation of the dragon legion is possible, but I can only guarantee the black dragons, green dragons, red dragons, and blue dragons. As for the bronze dragons, you know the situation."

Cenarius nodded solemnly, accepting the reality: "Thank you for your frankness, Your Majesty Ysera. It seems that the core forces we can rely on are the children of the wilderness, the allies of nature, and the dragon legions. This is already a formidable force."

"Brothers and sisters, the plan is clear, and time is of the essence. Our respective tasks are clear—mobilization, early warning, and assembly."

For everything we each protect, for Azeroth, two months from now, we will fight side by side against the Burning Legion.

No further words were spoken. The white stag, Malorne, let out a long, drawn-out cry before disappearing from sight.

Immediately afterwards, the giant bear brothers, the boar demigod, the wolf god, the giant eagle demigod... each demigod quickly left the Emerald Dream in their own way.

They wanted to spread the will of war to every corner of the vast Kalimdor.

The bear monsters will sharpen their claws and teeth, the boarmen tribes will temporarily put aside their internal strife, the wolf packs will begin to gather and stealthily move like never before, storm ravens and hippogriffs will fill the northern skies, and the heavy kodo beasts, along with some sea creatures, will also join the battle.

Meanwhile, at this time, the spacetime nodes of Azeroth once again encountered some problems, and the Bronze Dragon Aspect Nozdormu once again used his time power to pull three guests back from the future.

One was Rhodes, a mage from Dalaran; another was Krasus, the former companion of the Green Dragon Queen from the Red Dragonflight; and the third was an orc warrior with green skin wielding a giant axe.

The trio from the ancient war also arrived in this era, descending a year after Rhodes' arrival.

This war, which was destined to change the course of history, quietly began.

Chapter 374 The Transmigrated Trio, Searching for Rhodes

The first to arrive were Rhonin and the red dragon mage Krasus. After they arrived in ancient Azeroth, Krasus discovered that he had lost some of his memories, including those about the War of the Ancients and even some memories of the future.

Moreover, his power has been weakened, and he is now only equivalent to an ordinary human mage, and has even lost the power to transform into a dragon.

On the other side, Luo Ning was slightly better off. Although he was also weak, he recovered after resting on the grass for a while.

"What...what's going on? Archmage Krasus, where have we been taken? Where...where is this?" Rhonin staggered to his feet, looking at the unfamiliar surroundings and asking.

At this moment, the red dragon mage Krasus also got up from the ground. Although he could not use his red dragon power and some of his memories were sealed, he still recognized that this was the world 1 years ago, the ancient Kalimdor, thanks to his knowledge of tens of thousands of years.

This discovery left Krasus with mixed feelings. Logically, the Bronze Dragons are the guardians of the timeline, and under normal circumstances, they would absolutely not allow time travelers to exist, as this would disrupt the smooth operation of the entire timeline.

But this time, the one who sent them here was the Bronze Dragon King. Could it be that the Bronze Dragon King has reached the point in time when he is destined to fall?

If that's the case, then things are really bad.

"Ronin, I have good news for you, and bad news for you. Which do you want to hear first?" Krasus said with a sigh.

"Please, tell me the good news first. I don't want to hear any bad news."

"The good news is that the mysterious lightning and the spacetime vortex didn't kill us; we were saved by the Bronze Dragon Aspect Nozdormu," Krasus said with a grin.

"Oh, I already know the good news. Now, sir, tell me the bad news!" Ronin said with a helpless shrug. The fact that they were still alive and had fallen here was already the best news.

"Now for the bad news: we might not be on the original timeline. The Bronze Dragon Aspect used some very special power to send us to a timeline 1 years ago," Krasus said with a sigh, looking around at his surroundings.

"What? Archmage Krasus from 1 years ago? You...you're not kidding, are you?" Ronin's expression changed drastically, his face filled with disbelief.

Are you kidding me? They were just on a search adventure mission and they were transported back 1 years.

How are they going to get back? How are they going to return to the future world, where their wives and children are waiting for them?

The dragons don't care; their lifespans are almost unlimited. They could stay here for 1 years without much of a problem. But I'm just a human. I can only live for a few decades at most, less than a hundred years.

He might never see his wife and children again.

“Don’t worry, Ronin’s situation is very special right now. Maybe the Bronze Dragon Aspect sent us here to help him find someone,” Krasus said, stroking his chin.

"Help him find someone? Wait, could it be that you're looking for Lord Rhodes, who has been missing for three years?" Ronin asked with a surprised look, as if he had caught something.

Following the banquet, the Queen of Lordaeron was successfully crowned and Rhodes was made a prince, establishing a system of dual rule.

However, the Bronze Dragon Aspect suddenly appeared and used powerful magic to send Rhodes back to the past. At that time, Jaina, the Archmage, Anveena, the Princess of Lordaeron, and the Knights of the Silver Hand were immediately furious and ordered the Bronze Dragon Aspect to bring Rhodes back immediately, otherwise the Bronze Dragon Aspect would not be allowed to leave Lordaeron.

Even the Blood Elf King Kael'thas joined the condemnation, standing before Rhodes's many female companions to help them denounce the Bronze Dragon Aspect.

But the Bronze Dragon King said that this was an arrangement of the timeline, and Rhodes had to return to the past timeline to complete it; it was a closed loop of time.

Rhodes's confidante was naturally unwilling to let the matter rest, so she sent her man back to an unfamiliar timeline. What kind of situation is this?

But at that moment, Malfurion of the Night Elves stepped forward and said that he had seen Rhodes 1 years ago.

Rhodes was sent back to the past timeline to participate in the War of the Ancients; it was his destiny, the history of the world of Azeroth, and he had to abide by it.

Moreover, Rhodes will return after completing his mission 1 years later, so they don't need to worry. Furthermore, Rhodes will gain new power 1 years from now.

Left with no other choice, Jaina, Anveena, Caponia, and the blue dragon Tyrion Lannister had to return to Theramore with Jaina to develop Rhodes' territory.

Princess Galiya was in great pain, but she had no choice but to accept the reality of waiting for her true master to return.

Three years have passed since Lord Rhodes disappeared, and the fragile alliance between the Horde and the Alliance has long since vanished.

Small-scale skirmishes continued, even though King Varian, Queen Calia, and Warchief Thrall of the Horde suppressed them. Large-scale conflicts did not occur, but small-scale skirmishes continued. In addition, a large number of adventurers appeared at some point.

These adventurers stepped onto the stage of the world of Azeroth for various reasons: some for money, some for fame, and some for pure power.

They complete errands in various wilderness areas, kill monsters, search for rare medicinal herbs and minerals, craft various weapons, and explore ancient ruins and treasures.

Just a few days ago, the Bronze Dragon Aspect told the Queen of Lordaeron to prepare for the return of her prince, and that he had been sent as a representative of the Dalarans. Who knew what would happen next? He and the Red Dragon were sent to Azeroth 1 years ago.

It is said that the orcs also sent a hero to pursue Lord Rhodes. He was a green-skinned orc wielding a giant axe, and he was also teleported to this world along with Krasus.

However, it seems that the other party is not with them.

"Listen, my memory of the ancient war is sealed, but the final outcome was that the allied forces won. We cannot interfere with this timeline, otherwise it will change the future."

"Our mission is simple: find Rhodes, and then have the Bronze Dragon Aspect send us back to the future. That's all, understand?" Krasus said, looking at Rhonin.

She was very worried that this human mage might have done something outrageous in the past world. Any slight change could affect the future, but Rhodes was determined to go there anyway.

The world of the past participated in the ancient war, but they were outsiders.

Krasus was unaware that the three of them were also destined to participate in the War of the Ancients, and that the War of the Ancients would not have been successful without their participation.

This is why the Bronze Dragon King sent them here; he wanted to protect the timeline, not destroy it, and to complete the timeline's loop.

Just then, a commotion arose in the distance, and a patrol of night elves clad in armor and wielding spears and bows discovered the intruders.

Krasus was in the form of a high elf, somewhat similar to the current Highborne, but clearly different. Rhonin was even stranger, though they had seen him before; this creature looked very much like Lord Rhodes.

The leader of this squad was named Varosen. As soon as the night elf sentinels appeared, they surrounded the two of them, drew their bows and arrows, and seemed ready to fight at the slightest provocation.