Azeroth Trail of Light

Varela rushed over from the broken mountain road. Behind her, the Buffalo and the monks were grouped together.

The war has begun, a disgusting war.

Valera still remembers the first time she participated in the war. It was the battle between the high elves and the Amani trolls. In the land of ghosts, she participated in the war as a scout. At that time she was very young. Of course, she is also very much now. The life of young, longevity species is very peculiar, and time has little effect on them.

In that war, Valera killed her first opponent, then the second, the third... In the end, when the opponent became the number in her eyes, the killing became simple. Up.

However, in that battle, she lost her mother, less than 100 meters away from her.

She still remembers that when the war ended, she returned to her hometown and stood in front of the black tombstone. She couldn't imagine that the woman who had been with her for almost 100 years was lying in this cold tomb in front of her.

Her father, the head of the Sangunar family, was also in Valera’s memory. For the first time, he removed the cold disguise and knelt on the ground crying like a child. At that moment, she forgave her father’s I didn't pay attention to it when I was a child, but I couldn't forgive myself.

Because she had a chance to save her mother, but she lost that chance forever.

Sangunar is a family of assassins and lawbreakers. Varela shouldn't have too many emotions, but after that time, she chose to escape. She couldn't face a cold family that lost the last warmth of her life.

But when traveling through Azeroth, she became as cold, silent, cruel and indifferent as the elders in the family.

It wasn't until she met bearskin, Lagosh, and reaped love, that the pain that had been hidden in her heart was slightly relieved.

But now, on this unfamiliar continent, her heart was gloomy again.

Because she was afraid, not afraid of herself, but afraid that after Anduin’s accident, would Varian, or Lagosh, the man she liked, would become as painful as her father and blamed herself Cover up the rest of your life.

She couldn't see another pillar of her life suffering that way again.

But when Varela came from the mountain road that had been distorted by the earthquake just now, and flew forward on the smooth snow, the dagger in her hand slid coldly across the throats of the guys who stopped her, when she rushed When she got to the pavilion, her heart... but she sank.

Anduin, the child who always smiles shyly and is always awkward when facing her, the boy who is destined to be a part of her life in the future, has become another look.

A look that Valera would never want to see.

Lili's face was pale and standing far away from the pavilion. There was a sword wound on her arm, and bones were visible. If it weren't for that moment, Xiaozhu Heming used a mallet to repel the crazy Anduin. The sword will definitely pierce her heart.

Lili held a broken monk stick in her hand. It was her weapon, which was broken by Anduin's bare hands.

In front of Anduin is Sven, the night elf druid with a sweet smile, has turned into a gray brown bear, resisting hard with his bare hands, but his body is covered with a black mist, and his hands have changed. Become a little prince with the claws of predators.

Everyone has seen that form. When Lao Chen encountered the evil spirit, it was like this, crazy, and fierce.

Now it's Anduin's turn.

The practitioner of his vow was stuck on the ground, and the sword had lost all its charm.

But even with his bare hands, Anduin, who was possessed by the evil demon, beat Sven back again and again, and Lao Chen was infected by the evil demon and almost immediately abolished Zhu Taran, the number one monk of Pandaria, now far inferior to the old one. Chen's Anduin also entered this state.

But fortunately, Xiao Anduin itself is very weak, so even if he is possessed, Varela is enough to deal with him, but Varela did not step forward, not because of fear, but because of doubt.

After Old Chen recovered, he once described the feeling of being possessed. Valera remembered clearly. Old Chen said that only when he has negative emotions in his heart can he be controlled. This is why Taran Zhu and Xiongpi will not The reason for being possessed was that at that time, Lao Chen was really almost desperate because of Lili's affairs, and this was the opportunity that Zhang Zhisha seized.

Gavincent is also because of his own reason, his body is full of anger, so he can be controlled by the evil spirit, but Anduin...Xiao Anduin still has hatred in his heart?

What is he hating?

Who is he hating?

Valera drew the dagger. When he was with Varian, he told her about how he and Anduin were getting along. Although it lacked some warmth, there was never anything that the child could not let go of. ,but now…

This really made her somewhat incomprehensible. Could it be that Anduin's own will was relatively weak, so she was easily defeated by the Sha Demon?

The high elf shook his head, jumped into the shadows, and walked behind the frantic Anduin. The little prince didn't find her. The difference between the two was too great.

But at the moment when she was holding the dagger and appeared from the shadows, ready to knock the little prince out, the black energy around Anduin's body was like gasoline that had encountered Mars, and suddenly jumped a bit higher again, even Behind Anduin, an almost substantial shadow of the evil demon formed.

He sensed the threat and knocked Sven back with one paw, halfway across his body, and the other paw fiercely slammed at Valera. There was no skill at all. The high elf felt that he only needed to take a step back. Without being injured at all, stun Anduin.

But when the two of them faced each other, when they saw Anduin's eyes that made the scalp numb, Valera was stunned, and even the dagger that was waving in his hand stopped. In situ.

She suddenly understood.

He hates her.

Hate this woman who took away her mother and father.

Tiffin...Varian.

She was certain that this was the kind of look, because this kind of look, when she had just left home, every time she looked in the mirror, she saw this pair of eyes.

Hateful eyes.

The eyes were so similar that Valera saw the past self from there, the self who lived hard in the dark, but didn't want to look back at her hatred and regret.

She even forgot to block, forgot to attack, and let the paw fall on her arm.

"Click"

The crisp sound of bone cracks accompanied by the daggers resounded across this narrow battlefield.

Valera is always the champion assassin. The moment she realized that she had made a fatal mistake, she immediately disappeared into the shadows. When she returned to the previous position again, her right arm was already hanging abnormally. By the side.

Anduin snarled like crazy, he no longer paid attention to Sven who tried to stop him. He tried to get his skin torn by Sven's claws, and pounced on Valera.

But the high elf at this moment, standing there with her arm supported, did not dodge, or even back, her head hung down, seeming not to notice Anduin who was leaping over, until the little prince rushed into Valera’s Within the attack range, the high elf's left hand protruded like a poisonous snake, accurately bypassing Anduin's claws, and pinched it on his neck.

The little prince's body was lifted in the air by Valera, but he did not realize his situation with his teeth and claws, then Valera raised his head.

Surprisingly calm, she looked at Anduin’s blood-red eyes,

"Do you really want to kill me?"

"Roar!"

The answer to her was a meaningless roar.

"Come on then."

Varela waved with one hand, the blade flashed, Anduin flew out, the claw formed by the energy in his hand was cut off, and he rolled on the ground twice, just falling on the dagger that Varela dropped on the ground. Next to him, he grabbed the dagger beside him, with red eyes, and rushed towards Valera.

In the screams of Lili and Sven, the high elf assassin did not evade, allowing Anduin to plunge into her arms.

"puff"

The sharp blade enters the body, and the blood is overflowing.

"D..."

Warm blood dripped from the corner of Varela’s mouth, dripping drop by drop on Anduin’s hands holding the dagger. This blow stabbed Varela’s lungs, and Lili could even see the sharp blade from a high level. Passing behind the elf.

Fatal injuries.

Anduin seemed to be frightened and stupefied. As his mood fluctuated, the black mist around his body dissipated a little, and there was a trace of clarity in his eyes. Although it was difficult, he raised his head and saw Valera because Painful and pale face.

Those eyes were unexpectedly soft... unexpectedly made him a little frightened.

He let go of the dagger and staggered back, but Valera's trembling hand was wrapped around his neck. The high elf lowered his head with difficulty and looked at Anduin.

"I know my appearance hurt you, but...forgive me...cough cough, okay?"

Old Chen, with a blood stain, ran over from the mountain road beside him. He saw Anduin, who was full of dark energy, and Varela, who had been stabbed by him, immediately understood what had happened. His figure flickered extremely quickly, and he jumped into Anduin's side in three or two times, but when he appeared, Anduin's dark energy, which was already stable, rioted again.

Just as Old Chen raised his fist and was about to stun Anduin, Valera raised her head suddenly, like a she-wolf guarding her cub, roaring at Old Chen,

"Stay away from my child... stay away!"

Old Chen froze for a moment, but immediately reflected it, and quickly backed away. After he left, Anduin's irritable Sha energies slowly recovered.

Valera's consideration is correct. The war between the monks and the Sha of Hatred is not over yet, and no one can guarantee that even after Anduin stuns, the Sha of Hatred will regain control of his body.

But Valera...what will happen to her injury? That was a real fatal injury.

Anduin was hugged by Varela. He was still struggling at first, but as he felt Varela’s hug, he seemed to feel the emotion and will of this high elf, perhaps it was Anduin’s own will. Also struggling, in short, he calmed down.

His body began to tremble, he raised his head, his eyes were still blood red, but he looked at Valera, who was still smiling with difficulty under the severe pain.

That beautiful and soft face, in that chaotic mind, he seemed to be recalling this familiar face, but he couldn't remember it.

When Queen Tiffin died, Anduin was just a child. At that age, he didn’t remember what happened that night, nor could he remember Queen Tiffin’s appearance or the scenes in Stormwind Fortress. Painted by Queen Tiffin when she was with Varian.

At that time, Tiffin was a queen, but not a mother.

Anduin can't remember the face of the mother who made people feel extremely at ease. The more he recalled, the more painful he was, and the more he would fall into that kind of indelible negative emotions, but at this moment, when he looked at it again By the time Valera's face was full of maternal radiance.

The face of the woman whose expression was always in his memory and could not see clearly became clear... Eventually, it became Valera.

Although they may not be the same, those eyes, those protective and guilty eyes...that was the way Tiffin looked at Anduin at the last moment of her life.

Now, the figures of the two women he called his mother in the little prince's life overlapped.

"mom…"

Anduin screamed unconsciously, hatred still not far away from his body, but his hands, never trembling uncontrollably, finally hugged Varela gently.

This name made Valera, who was pale, shocked, but then she smiled and shook her left arm, which was already weak, and Anduin hugged again.

"Swish"

A purple thunder light appeared beside this cruel but warm embrace. When Anduin had time to fight back, the silver-white fingers entwined with purple thunder and lightning touched the back of his head, taming order. The power turned around in Anduin's body, cutting off all the shackles called hatred.

The next moment, the little prince softened, tears in his eyes, and Valera, who was finally unable to hold on, fell to the ground together.

The thunder light shone again, Dick's voice fell on the spot, and the figure had disappeared.

"Old Chen! Take care of them! I'll come as soon as I go."

Less than a second later, golden flames, mixed with silver thunder and lightning, shone in the sky of the black storm that had occupied a small part of Kun-Lai Mountain, so the light appeared again.