Azeroth Trail of Light

The blue portal light shattered behind Varian. The king's body has been deteriorating since 3 years ago. Whether it is the priest of the Cathedral of Light, the paladin of the northern border, or even the mysterious shaman, come and check After that, there was only one conclusion that the soul of the king was damaged.

The damage of the soul, when manifested in the body, is manifested as physical weakness, and even sudden fainting.

But no one can find the cause of the King's disease.

Benedictus even used his own power to strengthen Varian’s soul for this reason. Without this king, his secret manipulation of Stormwind would also fail. At least at this time, Benedictus Varian can't be allowed to die yet.

In fact, the stronger Lagosh means the weaker Varian is. Although two people are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, or even the boundary of a world, they share a soul, and the weight of the soul is fixed. When Lagosh reaches the strongest state, Varian is destined to enter the weakest period.

After passing through the portal, Varian's face became paler, and it can be seen that Benedictus said just now that he is unfit to travel and is not just an excuse to stop him.

However, when the court guard led into the reception room of Princess Kalia, Varian and the four marshals were all stunned by the door, because just across from them, another black-haired man was sitting there. When he raised his head, he was also stunned.

The two Varians were exactly the same. The difference was that Lagosh had black hair and a fierce scar on his face, while Varian had white hair with a tired and weak face.

The two people are like one body and two sides, except for that face, no matter from the manners to the looks, to the temperament, there is almost nothing the same. And Windsor, who was following Varian, grew his mouth even more. He looked at the people sitting next to Lagosh, and finally looked at Miss Mage.

"Ms. Jaina, you... him?"

Jaina nodded and signaled that Windsor's guess was correct. The old marshal had also personally participated in the operation to save Varian, so he knew about the king's half-length.

But other people didn’t know that Windsor and the insider were both very strict. When the other three marshals saw Lagosh, their eyes were straight. They instinctively told them that there must be something extraordinary today. occur!

"Are you half of my body?"

"My name is Lagos, and they say we are divided."

The two Varian looked at each other. Although they didn't speak, they could clearly hear each other's voices, in their hearts!

Prince Anduin was sitting next to Princess Kalia. The eldest princess looked at the two Varians who were exactly the same. She also had a headache. She turned to look at Liadrin, indicating that important things can begin.

Liadrin took two steps outward, opened the other fan, and Gavincent and Noire, who had shrunk their bodies, walked in. The moment they saw the Vrykul, the hands of the marshals were placed Regarding the hilt, regardless of temperament, appearance, or dress, this Vrykul didn't look like a good person.

Gavincent himself didn’t care about etiquette. He strode towards Lagosh, and laughed and hugged Lagosh. Blackhorn nodded to Princess Kalia politely, but the last black dragon was still supreme. The disguise of Ling Tauren, a tall black bull paying tribute to the petite princess, looks a bit nondescript.

Gavincent and Lagosh exchanged a few words, then looked around and found that most of the people here are acquaintances. As for Varian, he was selectively ignored. In the hearts of the Vrykul, even if it is a soul fusion , It must be based on the brave Lagos as the main body.

"This is Blackhorn, the high priest of the Tauren of Highmountain in the Broken Isles!"

Gavincent pointed to the black horn standing behind him and said to others, "But don't be fooled by this guy's appearance. His true identity is the black dragon, and it is said that he is the last black dragon to be awake! He has a way to help pull it. Ghosh clears the stubborn disease of the soul, this is also my gift to the strongest gladiator!"

"Black Dragon!"

Lagosh took a cautious step back, hiding in front of Anduin. Although he lost his memory, his remaining instinct told him that it was his mission to kill all black dragons. Described), and after hearing the identity of Noire Horn, Marshal Windsor also held the hilt of the sword in front of King Varian.

The old marshal also had no good feelings for the black dragon.

Noire didn't care. He shook his huge cow's head and looked left and right, and said to those who looked at him,

"Guys, I am sober, and I also have the blood of Deathwing flowing through my body, but before he fell, I was close to hatching, so I am not infected by his madness, if you have a dragon partner. , Might as well ask them to come out and recognize it."

When Jaina heard this, she waved to Moam the Obsidian Destroyer standing next to him. This guy has almost become a member of Theramore's court. He is very talkative, even Princess Kalia likes it very much. This moving stone monster.

"Moam, help me bring Demi and Das over."

"Yes, mistress!"

Moam shook his body and quickly left. A few minutes later, Demetril and the dragon man Das in green armor opened the door and walked in, but at the first moment when they entered the room, Demetril's eyes Fell on Blackhorn,

"You...who are you! Black Dragon, you shouldn't appear in... Wait, your breath, you are not corrupt!"

Darth’s loud voice also sounded at this time,

"Ysera is here! I actually saw a pure-blooded black dragon! Didn't you perish during the Dragon War?"

There was a helpless expression on the black horn's face, and he shrugged.

"I don't know what's going on, but when Hu En brought me back to Gaoling, I was a little dragon cub. Okay, since my identity has been proven, should I start the ceremony now?"

Heilong looked a little anxious. He shook his tail and said gruffly.

"Highmountain still has a lot of things waiting for me to do. It's up to Gavincent's face to spare the time to get here."

The room was quiet. After ten seconds, the princess spoke.

"This...Mr. Black Dragon, are you sure you can treat Varian's condition? Although I haven't seen them split with my own eyes, there are obviously two living people standing in front of me. I can't imagine how to treat them. Fusion together?"

This question is obviously also of concern to other people, so everyone is waiting for Noire’s answer. Heilong probably feels that this is not clear, so he simply skimmed a lot of professional vocabulary, and the process is very simple.

"Well, to put it simply, His Majesty’s luck is very bad. He was torn apart by the black dragon’s secret magic. You see that they are two people. This is because one of them’s body was created by magic. Yes, in fact, they share the same soul. When the total amount remains the same, the stronger one is, the weaker the other will be. When one is extremely strong, the other will be on the verge of death, and their lives are connected, and one dies. , The other one will die too."

With that, Noire walked to Lagosh, realizing that he opened his sleeves, and then showed the scarred arm to the opposite Varian, and asked softly.

"When was this scar left?"

Lagosh thought for a while, "Two years ago, at the Bloodmaul Arena."

Then Noire pointed at another hideous scar, but this time did not ask Lagosh, but wanted to see Varian thoughtfully.

"Then your Majesty, please tell me when he left this scar."

Varian stunned, then touched his shoulder.

"A year ago, about 14 months ago, that night, my arm suddenly hurt as if it was about to split."

Noire turned his head and looked at Lagos. The expression on the black-haired gladiator's face was a bit sluggish. Obviously, Varian's time was right, and Valera clung to Lagos's shoulders. Obviously, She has guessed the truth of the matter.

Noire glanced at everyone for the last time.

"Therefore, they are one body and two sides, sharing all pain and happiness, and there is unfortunate news that His Majesty’s body is not as strong as Lagos, to be precise, Lagos has taken too much. The share of the soul, so His Majesty is about to run out of oil, and when he dies, Lagos will die with him."

The black dragon’s voice is like a cold guillotine, making the whole hall silent,

"They are dragging each other into the abyss. There is only one way to save them. Let them recover. I can unlock this magic, but it depends on whether you want to believe me."

"Absurd...ridiculous!"

The first one to jump out was Duke Leoric. This one-armed general was like an enraged beast. He looked at Blackhorn and said viciously,

"You liar! I don't believe it! How could it be like this? King Varian was fine when he was rescued from your evil clan. You must be your evil creature planning to murder him! And this human being, he is also an accomplice, you guys..."

"Okay! Leoric!"

Varian didn’t speak, and Windsor waved his hand to stop Leoric’s roar. The old marshal, who hadn’t smoked for a long time, trembled with his left hand, took the pipe from his arms, and after taking a deep breath, he looked up at Black Point. , Said every word,

"Success rate...what is the success rate?"

"You are crazy! Windsor, how can you put your majesty's life in the hands of a guy of unknown origin! Do you want treason! You..."

Duke Leoric, who was loyal to the royal family, was very excited, but Windsor’s voice immediately overwhelmed his voice in the next moment.

"Hear me out!"

Leoric was taken aback by this roar, and then he heard Marshal Windsor whispering out the details of the rescue of His Majesty Varian from Onyxia’s lair that day.

"That’s how it was. After it was over, I, Ms. Jaina, Commander Bovar and Erigore, the four of us insiders concealed all this, just to avoid the shock of the kingdom. The princess should also know, so sitting in front of you is indeed the half of the king. Knight Dick has been plotting to find him. Now he has fulfilled his promise and brought back the other half of the king."

There were bloodshot eyes in Windsor's eyes. Obviously, the old marshal was under a lot of pressure. He swept everyone present.

"Therefore, the decision-making power of the problem should be given to the two majesty, and only they have the power to decide their own destiny!"

The white-haired Windsor stood up and bowed deeply to the pale Varian.

"Your Majesty, after you recover, I will leave it to you!"

After that, the old marshal strode out of the room. The second one to leave was Kalia. She pulled Anduin with an anxious look and left the venue, followed by Das and Demi, Jaina, Liadrin, Bearskin and Gavincent, in the end, Valera left a hickey on Lagosh's forehead affectionately, and left the hall with tears in her eyes.

Varian and Lagosh sat face-to-face in the entire empty house. Noire stood by the far window, leaving space for these two special-identity guys.

After a few seconds, Lagosh raised his head and looked at the white-haired guy who looked exactly like him.

"You know? I used to hate you so much!"