Anachronos

The Caverns of Time, this dragon's lair, is said to be located deep in the desert mountains of Tanaris, but in reality, it is here. However, upon entering this Bronze Dragons's lair, Zul'ra couldn't help but be shocked.

Starlight shimmered on the black dome, and in the center of the flowing meteorite cluster in the endless black void, on the continent decorated with various exquisite sculptures of races and hourglass architecture, purple-blue and purple-red energy lines emerged in the sky, and around these energies, creatures wandered.

Among the creatures were giant dragons with yellow scales, Blackclaw, white wings and bellies, and swollen tails, as well as dragonmen like those he had seen before, and some dragon beasts. However, these dragonmen were not bluish-black, but had yellow scales and Blackclaw like the giant dragons.

Just as Zul'ra was observing everything in the Caverns of Time and realized that he had returned to normal, he discovered that Chromie was gone. Well, to put it simply, the little girl disappeared from his side after he entered the Caverns of Time.

"Zul'ra Jin." Just as Zul'ra looked around and couldn't find Chromie, and the Bronze Dragons and Bronze Dragons beasts were indifferent to him, a call caught his attention.

"Heavens, what are you doing here?" A man dressed in full armor with a mustache that reached his sideburns walked over.

"Do I know you?" Zul'ra looked at the man whose mustache stretched all the way to his sideburns and cheeks, and whose joints were encased in plate armor. She couldn't help but sized him up. This man had green eyes like Chromie's, so he should also be a Bronze Dragons.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Anachronos, and I'm the one in charge of reforging the Scepter of the Shifting Sands. I was also the Bronze Dragons used for experiments on you, Bolvar, Brann, and Shandris. Well, there were some minor mishaps during the process." Anachronos looked a little anxious.

"So that's why I'm here?" Zul'ra feigned sudden realization. Judging from the Bronze Dragons's condition, her previous encounter on the rocky hill was indeed a test. But why did an accident happen, leading to her being thrown into Andorhal and having to help Chromie carry out a mission to preserve history?

"Yes, you must come with me now." Anachronos scanned his surroundings with his green eyes, somewhat anxious.

"Why the rush?" Zul'ra, somewhat surprised.

"Because it's not safe here," Anachronos said in a low voice.

"Not safe?" Zul'ra blinked and glanced around.

"Yes, in short, we need to leave quickly. You need to go into battle; a battle without a commander cannot be won." Anachronos tried to persuade Zul'ra to leave with him.

"I don't actually mind leaving with you, but I have to correct you on one thing: I'm not the commander!" Zul'ra looked at the somewhat agitated Anachronos and couldn't help but raise her gaze slightly.

"It doesn't matter, but the battlefield needs you," Anachronos said urgently.

"However, I think I should wait a while." Zul'ra didn't understand why, but he felt it would be best to take advantage of this good time to have some exchanges with the Bronze Dragons.

"Why are you so stubborn?" Anachronos felt a surge of urgency, pushing him to the brink of exploding.

"Wait a minute, I have to explain, this isn't impulsive. If you insist, I'll go with you!" Zul'ra looked at Anachronos, who was showing signs of anger, and explained somewhat uneasily. But noticing the growing ferocity in his green eyes, she quickly admitted that arguing with him here wouldn't end well.

"Then come with me!" Anachronos was about to get angry, but seeing that Zul'ra was willing to come with him, he relaxed and nodded in satisfaction, waving his hand to create a purplish-black vortex portal.

"No problem, how's the battlefield now?" Zul'ra asked casually as she looked at the wide-open purplish-black vortex portal, pretending to walk inside.

"This is bad, we have suffered heavy losses." Anachronos's face was grave.

"Chromie." Zul'ra's eyes lit up as she looked at the situation behind Anachronos.

Upon seeing Zul'ra's brightened expression, Anachronos's face changed, and he instinctively turned around, only to find that there was nothing behind him. When he turned around again, Zul'ra, who had been about to enter the portal, was gone.

"You lied to me again." Anachronos was furious, his eyes gleaming with a purplish-black light. His expression turned ferocious, and his skin, as if soaked in ink, turned a purplish-black color, highlighting his full plate armor.

Where is she? Anachronos, who had transformed from a red-skinned human into a human resembling an African chieftain, scanned his surroundings, searching for Zul'ra, but could not find her anywhere.

"Invisible?" Anachronos instinctively thought the other person had become invisible, but after casting his detective spell, he suddenly realized that the guy was standing right behind him.

"Chromie." Zul'ra looked at the African who had discovered her, took out the Continuum Blade from her body, but when she saw what was behind him, she couldn't help but shout in surprise.

"You won't be able to fool me again..." Anachronos looked at Zul'ra, who had drawn her Continuum Blade, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes that shone with black light. But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a shadow fall over him.

"Although it wasn't Chromie who came, I really didn't lie to you, you have someone behind you." Zul'ra stepped back innocently, watching as a slender Bronze Dragons with curved horns pinned Anachronos to the ground with a single claw.

"You big liar!" Anachronos, facing the massive claws pressing down on him, was powerless to resist and cursed angrily, but his words were quickly suppressed by the slender Bronze Dragons holding him down.

"Zul'ra, it's so good to find you here, come with me." Just as Zul'ra was looking at Anachronos, a sudden voice rang out beside him.

"Can you please stop appearing out of nowhere all the time?" Zul'ra's heart skipped a beat at the sudden voice.

"This isn't my fault, you just weren't paying attention. Come with me now, the Time Lord wants to see you." Chromie shrugged at Zul'ra, his face clearly saying, "This is your own fault," before telling him to come with him to see the Time Lord, the Bronze Dragon Aspect, Nozdormu.

"Okay." Zul'ra wisely didn't ask any more questions; he would do whatever Chromie said.

"This is yours, Soridormi." Chromie led Zul'ra away, waving to the slender Bronze Dragons holding Anachronos down. The Bronze Dragons nodded slightly, while Anachronos, beneath her claws, roared:

"You should have been on our side, Zul'ra."