For an old monster like Elisande who lived from ancient times, the dragon race is not as mysterious as modern people think.

In the Battle of the Ancients, the five dragon clans all sent a large number of people to participate.

Although Suramar raised the barrier early to avoid the battle, at least she knew the full participation of the dragon clan and the betrayal of Neltharion that was beyond everyone's expectations.

The time illusion created by Elisande is between reality and illusion. People trapped in the illusion can only maintain their combat effectiveness by relying on self-awareness.

To put it simply, only abilities that exist in reality can be used in illusions, and cannot be created out of nothing.

Sharlayan's ability to transform into a dragon in the illusion shows that he already possesses this ability in reality.

"Is it important?"

Carrying Quel'Sera on his shoulders, Sharlayan smiled indifferently: "If you only use the Eye of Aman'Thul to this extent, then I'm really disappointed."

Living to Elisande's age, he has already passed the stage of being easily irritated.

However, as the leader of the Sons of Night, Elisande must respond to the doubts of others.

Temporarily suppressing the doubts in her heart, Elisande clasped her hands together, and a purple energy ball gradually expanded between the palms of her hands.

"Whether you are a dragon or not, you are powerless in the face of the power of the Pillar of Creation."

"Feel the impact of the power of time!"

Sharlayan had never fought anyone who had the power of time before.

Now that he has decided to participate in the dispute between the Bronze Dragon and the Eternal Dragon in the future, Sharlayan will have to face those black-skinned dragons playing with time sooner or later, so he can use Elisande as a simulation test.

From the standpoint of Kael'thas, since it is temporarily impossible to persuade the stubborn Elisande to change his mind, it is better to let Sharlayan go and rush, maybe there will be a turning point.

"Buzz!"

The power of the Eye of Aman'Thul spread around Elisande, and Kael'thas, who was vigilant in his heart, subconsciously clenched the Flame Strike on his waist.

But this time the spell didn't act on a wide area, but concentrated all the power on Sharlayan alone.

Under Stellagosa's and Valeera's worried gazes, Salayan kept his left foot half a step forward as if someone had suddenly pressed the pause button, and stood motionless on the spot.

After immobilizing Sharlayan with one move, Elisande didn't intend to take his life, but casually released an arcane missile, just wanting to leave some wounds on Sharlayan as a lesson.

Just when the arcane missile hit his abdomen, Sharlayan, who should have been imprisoned, suddenly broke free.

"Humph…"

Elisande's mana strength was very impressive, and the seemingly inconspicuous arcane missile exploded a large blood flower on Sharlayan's lower abdomen.

With a muffled groan under the pain, Sharlayan jumped up high as if nothing happened, and the bright red blood dripped into the sky with his movements.

"what?!"

Elisande was very confident in his ability to control. Originally Sharlayan should have been imprisoned for at least ten seconds, but in fact he only paused for less than three seconds.

The wound on his abdomen stopped bleeding when Salayan jumped into the air. Although it still looked bloody, in fact it had little effect.

Elisande was a little confused, but facing Sharlayan who was attacking from the sky, she calmly raised her hand and released the time shield.

Quel'sera was obviously slowed down when she sliced ​​through the sand-yellow shield, and Elisande took this opportunity to take a step back to readjust.

"I see."

Sharlayan, who stopped at the spot, shook his left hand thoughtfully: "Is this the effect of the time spell? It's really amazing."

Sharlayan could clearly feel that there was a temporarily uncontrollable power in his body protecting him, which offset the effect of Elisande's spell to a certain extent.

"Is the power of the bronze dragon hidden in the recessive gene..."

Sharlayan grinned at Elisande, "I probably understand the power and effect of your spells, come on! Round two!"

Excluding the maneuver skills such as charge and heroic leap, warrior is always a short-legged melee class.

If Elisande used the acceleration and deceleration ability of the time spell to adjust the movement capabilities of himself and the enemy, Sharlayan would have a hard time catching up to her with the warrior's ability alone, and there was a high probability that he would be kited all the way.

It was precisely in order to avoid this situation that Sharlayan specially took the druid profession as a part-time job.

Druids are significantly more mobile than short-legged fighters.

At the level of Elisande, unless it is a powerful large-scale spell, common single spells can already be cast without spells.

But no matter what, she will have a corresponding forward shaking action before casting the spell.

Seeing Elisande raise his hand to cast a spell, Sharlayan instinctively rolled forward and turned into a silver wolf with shiny fur before he got up.

"Aww!"

In the process of galloping at full speed with his slender and vigorous four wolf legs, Sharlayan subconsciously let out a distant and desolate wolf howl.

Just as he was about to cast a spell, Elisande suddenly felt that he was being targeted by some kind of high-ranking being. There seemed to be another will attached to the silver wolf's cunning eyes.

'Is this...'

The silver wolf running at full speed made it difficult for Elisande to lock on the target, so he could only try to use the time spell that slowed down the range to limit Sharlayan's mobility.

But the power of this wide-area time spell is too scattered to have a substantial impact on the resistant Sharlayan.

Finally, it rushed in front of Elisande. The silver wolf just raised its front paws to attack, but Elisande disappeared in place with a flash of light.

"Just wait for your move!"

Sharlayan has rich combat experience. When he was fighting with people in Quel'Thalas in his early years, he learned how to deal with the mage's flash spell.

In the past, when fighting mages, Sharlayan would deliberately leave his charge skills for emergency.

But not anymore.

Sharlayan's body changed again as Elisande flashed forward through Sharlayan to the other side of the field.

A giant bear with a height of 5 meters appeared in the center of the field, and it could reach Elisande after raising its claws.

"Tsk! It's really troublesome to deal with a profession full of tricks like a druid."

'But what's more troublesome is this kid's time magic resistance. Did he figure this out before deliberately provoking me? '

Ever since Suramar was sealed off, Elisande hadn't actually fought anyone for ten thousand years, and he obviously felt a sense of unfamiliarity during the battle.

Not only Elisande, Talisa also realized this problem before, which strengthened her idea of ​​opening up to the outside world.

Azeroth has once again become turbulent. Nightborne can no longer continue to close the country. It should actively communicate with other countries in various aspects, so that Suramar's army can also get the opportunity for actual combat training and gradually restore its former combat effectiveness.

"Okay, let's go here."

Elisande finally shouted to stop impatiently after using the phantom of time to avoid Sharlayan's giant attack again.

"Because of your special physique, my time spell cannot cause major damage to you, but you don't want to hit me easily."

"Unless I do my best regardless of your life, it's just a waste of time to continue this battle."

Sharlayan was self-aware, but Elisande had been holding back and didn't go all out.

If she really annoyed her, the final winner of this battle with quite different levels would definitely be Elisande.

After all, the great magister Elisande is not only good at time spells.

Salayan took Quel Sela back and nodded.

"Also, Suramar will become an ally of Quel'Thalas sooner or later, there is no need to hurt the harmony between each other."

"I hope you will seriously consider what the people of Suramar really want, and stop indulging in false illusions of time."

"false?"

Elisande frowned and retorted: "I don't think the scenes presented by those timelines are false, I..."

"What if it's true?"

The battle is over~lightnovelpub.net~ But Sharlayan did not give up his plan to persuade Elisande, and his momentum was still full of aggressiveness.

"That's what happened on other timelines, and has nothing to do with you or the current Suramar."

Sharlayan's eyes were quite meaningful: "Don't think that I'm just talking nonsense. Nozdormu, the guardian of time, is indeed fascinated by time. He should be hiding in a certain timeline and thinking about life right now."

"Don't be fooled by those fates that don't belong to you. People must live in the present and cherish the important things that really exist around them, instead of pinning their hopes on the illusory 'future'."

"The world is constantly changing. Even if someone takes one more breath, it may change the direction of the future. Finding the most perfect path is just an impossible delusion after all."

"Grand Magister, it's time for you to wake up from your self-indulgent idealism."

"Life is not perfect, but because it is imperfect and full of variables, the future with infinite possibilities will appear colorful."