Kairoz knew that his strength was far inferior to that of Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, and that these leaders from other Timelines would soon be eliminated by spacetime repulsion.
Therefore, he had no choice but to act quickly.
The leaders from other Timelines are a smokescreen; Zaela's Dragonmaw Clan is merely cannon fodder.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Kairoz opened a Portal, and an invisible Mage Hand for Garrosh.
Surprisingly, Kairoz grabbed nothing.
At this moment, Garrosh entered a strange space. Above him were countless gray spacetime turbulences, and below him was a dark Abyss. Garrosh was on a lonely island suspended in the air.
A table and chairs were placed in the very center of the floating island, and a blurry figure whispered.
Please have a seat!
Garrosh sat down cautiously, his face displaying a fawning expression.
The blurry figure said, "This is Node Space-Time. A moment passes outside, but a thousand years pass here. Garrosh Hellscream, we have plenty of time."
"What do you want to know?" Garrosh asked uneasily.
"The secret you used to exchange your life," the figure replied.
Garrosh asked in alarm, "Are you Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, or Murozond, the Infinite Dragonlord Aspect?"
"My identity is unimportant," the blurry figure whispered. "The timeline was created by Aman'Thul, the Father of the Gods. Where Elune's power cannot reach, you need not worry about leaks."
Garrosh looked around. The island was small, surrounded by endless Void, desolate, Anjing, and terrifyingly empty. He didn't want to waste any time here.
"Okay, I'll say it. I think the Orcs are the key to defeating Elune."
The blurry figure said "Oh," and asked, "Reason?"
Garrosh shook his head. "There's no reason. It's just my gut feeling, and I have no doubt about it."
After a long Anjing, the blurry figure waved and said, "You can leave now, Garrosh."
Garrosh was right in front of him, but Kairoz grabbed at nothing. Sensing something was wrong, he cast Mage Hand again.
This time, the Mage Hand successfully enveloped Garrosh, dragging his massive body toward the Portal.
After Garrosh entered the Portal, Velen and Anduin closely behind, and the Portal slowly closed.
At the other end of the Portal was the Jade Forest Tian Monastery. Kairoz, hands behind his back, first looked at Velen and Anduin, and said calmly:
"Prophet Velen, Prince Anduin, you both have bright futures ahead of you; there's no need for you to wander with me."
Velen calmly replied, "Since entering Azeroth, the Draenei have become excessively complacent, while my heart has always yearned for wandering. I am willing to follow you."
Anduin wronged, "My father doesn't trust me. I need to do something great to prove myself."
Kairoz nodded, then turned to look at Garrosh:
"Garrosh, my rescue of you from your prison wasn't without conditions, and I certainly won't force you to do anything. If you're unwilling, then we'll part ways and say goodbye."
Although he had escaped the Temple of the White Tiger, Garrosh knew that the worst was yet to come, and neither Vol'jin nor Thrall wanted to see Garrosh alive.
With the Alliance and Horde jointly pursuing him, Garrosh's Destiny was predictable; he would likely not face trial at the Temple of the White Tiger, but would most likely be killed outright.
Garrosh lowered himself and said ingratiatingly:
"Lord Kairoz, you are my savior. From now on, my life belongs to you. I would not care even if it meant my death. Do not pity me just because I was once the Warchief Horde. I am willing to do anything for you, even be a pawn."
Looking at Garrosh sideways, Kairoz asked in confusion, "Why do I feel a little uneasy? Well, Garrosh, not only will you not suffer, but you will also have a great opportunity. Let's join forces to do something great, overthrow all of Azeroth, and make all those who insult and look down on us kneel at our feet."
Kairoz produced a huge silver Hourglass, shaped like Pandaren's wine barrel.
The transparent Hourglass contains not flowing sand, but slowly rotating galaxies.
With excitement and enthusiasm, Kairoz said:
"Nozdormu, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, devoted his life to searching for worlds in other dimensions, and this is one of his greatest achievements. The Hourglass represents a spacetime coordinate and a passage leading to a strange and mysterious world. Garrosh, Velen, Anduin, you will surely love this world as much as I do."
Velen said respectfully, "Lord Kairoz, whatever your plans are, I am willing to do everything in my power to support you."
Kairoz nodded in satisfaction. "It was originally a dangerous journey. No one knew what they would encounter while passing through the spacetime rift; they could be turned to dust in an instant. Even Nozdormu wouldn't dare to attempt it lightly. Now I have helpers, Velen Anduin. When we pass through the spacetime tunnel, you will protect everyone with the Holy Light."
Anduin and said, "I am at your service, Lord Kairoz."
Kairoz used the power of spacetime to activate the Hourglass, Hourglass the galaxy at its center to spin rapidly, while the central area remained completely dark.
Suddenly, the Hourglass shattered, and the rapidly expanding galaxy engulfed the four. Before the Hourglass shattered completely, Kairoz only managed to salvage a fragment.
The four were enveloped in Holy Light and landed safely on the ground.
The speed at which one travels through the time tunnel is extremely fast, almost instantaneous.
It turned out that the time tunnel was extremely dangerous; without Anduin and Velen, Kairoz and Garrosh would have certainly died.
Garrosh looked up at his surroundings, then looked down at the vegetation covering the ground.
The surrounding terrain was unfamiliar, but the vegetation beneath my feet was all too familiar.
On the Nagrand, Garrosh recognized several unique plants that only grow in this land.
Outland is already shattered and the environment is harsh. Even in Nagrand, which suffered the least damage, the air is scorching hot and unbearable.
The air here was filled with a sweet fragrance, which reminded Garrosh of his childhood.
The Prophet Velen was equally familiar with this land; he squatted down, pinched a small clump of soil, and smelled it.
I don't know how Velen did it, but his brows relaxed and he smiled:
"Interesting. This must be an unfamiliar time and space, Draenor thirty-five years ago."
Kairoz carefully examined the curved Hourglass fragments and breathed a sigh of relief:
"You must stay close to me. As long as we get near this fragment, we won't be subject to spacetime repulsion."
"What would happen if spacetime were to repel each other?" Anduin asked, as this was a completely unfamiliar world to him.
Kairoz shrugged. "If we're lucky, we'll be sent back to Azeroth, or we'll be lost forever in the spacetime turbulence. Who knows!"
No one was willing to take the risk, so the four of them huddled together and moved forward. Garrosh said uneasily:
"I did the math. At this time, my father, Grom Hellscream, is leading the Warsong Clan. If he finds us, he'll definitely tear our heads off."
Kairoz smiled faintly, "Your father and his weapons can't hurt me at all, unless he grows wings."
Guided by Garrosh, the four found food and ate two roasted rabbits. Garrosh then followed the tracks of the wild animals to find a water source.
A clear spring, where fish swim.
To the four people's surprise, they found an Orcs lying unconscious in the grass near the spring.